(Not so) Happy St. Patrick's Day

Allow me to tell you about the roughest day of parenting for us to date.  So the morning of St. Patrick's Day started off with us taking a trip to a gastroenterologist for Aubrey to try and figure out what is going on with her feeding and tummy issues.  We had to wake Aubrey up a little earlier to make it to our appointment on time, but thankfully she slept in the car on the way. 

As the doctor examined our little one and as we told her what we were experiencing with her, she came to a conclusion that she might have a milk allergy or a reflux issue.  During the appointment we also found out Aubrey had a heart murmur of which we are going to see another specialist about in the future.  The fix for a milk allergy; expensive prescription formula and mom going on a milk free diet :(.  Oh the humanity!  This doesn't only mean no milk and no yogurt, it also means no milk derivitives that are in non-dairy creamers, ranch flavored items, and pop-rocks (ya, pop rocks).  We know this won't be easy, but I'm willing to try whatever for this little girl :). 

After the appointment, we decided to go to Buffalo Wild Wings for $.60 boneless wings.  The wings were delicious, but for the second time in a row at that establishment we recieved some of the worst service ever! 

When we got home it was a beautiful day, so Brandon decided to do some yard work while I decided to catch up on some laundry.  Brandon quickly changed in the closet and went on to his work while I picked up all the clothes and started the wash. 

Fast forward 45 minutes later...
I was taking a picture of some truffles I made (of which I could now not eat any) while Brandon was playing with Aubrey.

Suddenly Brandon's car alarm went off.  Confused Brandon went to go investigate.  The instant he opened the car to the garage the alarm stopped.  Being a cunning man, he thought that maybe I was up to some trickery.  When he asked me if I had done it I assured him that it was not I.  He pondered for a moment, possibly with his hand on his chin, as to why the alarm would go off by itself.  He then asked me, "Did you take the keys out of my jean pockets?"  I just stared at him blankly.  He then repeated, "Did you take the keys out?"  We then went to the laundry room where the washer was already on the spin cycle and we found his keys, wallet, and cell phone in the washer.  Brandon immediately took his cell phone apart and took the keys and put them all in a bag on rice.  He also had to take apart his wallet and set everything out to dry :(  I wasn't feeling so good about myself by now.  Sounds like a rough day, but the day continued.

It was then time to feed Aubrey her special formula.  We opened the can and it smelled of dog food.  It was terrible.  Judging by her reaction it tasted the same.

It took Brandon 50 minutes to feed her one ounce of the formula while she screamed, red faced and tears streaming.  She tired herself out so much that she just went to sleep while mom had a few tears of her own.

So today was by far the most difficult day of parenting yet.  We know there will be harder days to come, but I know God will give us the strength for those days as well.

Pretty much summed up our day :(