Eureka! Formula feeding mama, you're a genius! lol
I posted on Facebook earlier that my son (six months old) was just not himself today. Fussy, gassy, irritable. Just plain old miserable. And, to top it all off, he bit the everloving hell out of me more than once tonight. Ouch!
I thought maybe it was the solids. He's been eating them for about two weeks (he's not crazy about them). Then I thought maybe teeth. What could it be? What is making my normally angelic son so miserable?
Then my BFF, who did not nurse her two sons, said "Have YOU been eating anything that may not agree with him?"
I thought about it, and almost said no, until I remembered who did the grocery shopping last. And then it hit me.
Normally I buy half-caf; I've been drinking it for almost three years. But SOMEONE (I shall mention no names. I will only say that he is 6'4", with gorgeous curly blond hair, big blue eyes, dimples and has an uncanny ability to find and watch the crappiest shows on TV) bought regular coffee the last time he went to the store.