My Baby Got No Back

Miles, at 15+ months, still weighs quite a bit less than 20 lbs. After a frustrating appointment with the pediatrician, (No. No flu shot, thank you. No. No varicella vaccine, either, please. No, I am neither insane nor negligent, but thanks for asking.) , we now have to try and get the Young Man to down 8 oz. of the ickiest stuff next to formula, PediaSure. Now, if you child really needs either of these items, I'm sure they are a godsend, but lets just say massive doses of sugar were not in my dietary plan for my child.

So, shocking as this is, apparently my son takes after both of his biological parents and has no booty to speak of.

Someday, I will look back at this and laugh. Right now, I'm mostly pissed off, worried, and grumpy. Oh, feeling guilty for trying to keep processed foods away from my son, because all the good mommies love this crap, or so I've now been informed.