Will someone please tell me the formula?

You would think that giving your baby formula was an easy thing. You talk to the doctor and you go to Target and all is well until about a year when its time to introduce milk. Yeah, right!

As is always the case with us, it ain’t that simple. When I had to stop breastfeeding Rylee was on Similac Advance. That was perfect for about three weeks. Then all of sudden she got really gassy. (Some of you are not surprised to hear this, after all she is a Tanner.) I talked to the pediatrician and he recommended we change her formula and give it three days to improve. We did that and changed to Similac Isomil Advanced.

That was last Friday through Monday. Well by Monday she wasn’t any better. In fact by then I could hear the gas moving around in her belly and the tooting had increased. This meant another call to the pediatrician.

This time they said to give Similac Alimentum a try for about 24 hours and we should notice better results. The lovely thing about this formula is that it smells worse and supposedly tastes worse too. Rylee is drinking it down so it must not be too bad. The really lousy part of it is that it is really pricey.

Now after looking around their website I think this is the formula that Rylee should be on based on this…

  • Easy to digest
  • Specially made with a unique blend of carbohydrates for less fussiness and gas*
  • Milk-based
  • All the trusted nutritional benefits of Similac® Advance®, including DHA and ARA to help baby’s developing brain.

This means another call to the pediatrician on Thursday because the Alimentum hasn’t taken care of the gas situation.

Once I figure this out I am going to work on balancing the national budget and world peace.

Beer run

So we couldn’t figure out what we wanted to do last Sunday. We wanted to get out of the house but couldn’t decide where to go. We were on the verge of driving down to Rehoboth Beach before I recalled a recommendation that Flick had given us for a great beer store in Maryland that he and his wonderfully understanding wife Tori frequent.

Unfortunately I couldn’t recall the name of the place.

Now I know that you can get good beer in PA, but if you’re from PA, you’re no doubt familiar with Pennsylvania’s bizarre case law. I don’t want to have to buy a case in order to try a new beer. You guys in most of the rest of the country got it easy: You can buy beer by the bottle.

So after calling Flick to get the name of the store (thanks Tori! apparently Flick sleeps in very late on Sundays), we hit the road. After a stop at Grotto Pizza in Newark for a yummy lunch, we finally arrive at State Line Liquors in Maryland. An hour and a half later, Diane’s minivan was full with a couple growlers (that is so cool, a beer store filling growlers), a few six packs, a dozen or so bombers, and about 60 other bottles of beer.

Check out our haul:

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The flowers aren’t from the beer store, but I thought they looked cool as a backdrop to all of the colorful beer labels.