And for his 9pm teatime, Mr Mackay decided to be so freaked out he forgot not only how to nuzzle me, but the silocon teats too.
So a big fat cupfeed of luckily, saved from yesterday milk ensued. Sigh.
Good thing though - no panic or worry, just - ok. Let's deal with it.
He has terrible screaming tummy trouble of an early evening. Screams the place down. I think it may be because he swallowed merconium and it went through his system. So early colic a go go. I may well give him some infacol tomorrow.
Poor wee munchkin. Me, I'm going to bed.