My daughter is 11 months and has diaper rash very bad, she trys to itch it. my girlfriends mom said it is yeast infection. the doctor gave us nystatin, and someone told us to try this aveeno baby bath stuff, but it is still red and raw i feel so bad for her.. it all started when we tryed pampers. anyone know wat else i can try?
we usually use LUVS but i had my grandpa run and grab us some diapers so he got pampers, im back to luvs now but just seems like nothing helping her.

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This is the prologue to my novel:

I can still hear his laugh, loud and true. I can still see his face, though it’s becoming fuzzier and fuzzier every day. I can still smell the apple pie baking in the oven, crispy and warm when it’s fully cooked.
“It’s going to taste marvelous,” my Grandma would say, handing us each a slice. “We’ll all take a bite at the same time.”
My Grandma was always soft-spoken. She never really disciplined us, and Natalie and I often got away with murder in their house. She was the best baker, but when it came to actual cooking, she wasn’t exactly great. But she occasionally (well, that might be an overstatement) made decent-tasting meals (other than her rubbery steak). She was always reading a book or a doing crossword puzzle, and knew all the answers to the TV show “Jeopardy”. When I was five, I told her that she should be on the show, but she was too humble to admit that she was even good. If she ever did try out, I’m sure she would’ve actually made it. I daydreamed in second grade about cruises and vacations we’d go on with all of the money she’d win. But she never did. Sometimes, even now, I wish she at least tried.
“Yummy!” My little sister, Natalie, with her big brown eyes, long, chocolate brown hair and cute baby face would say, always eager to eat Grandma’s homemade pie. My Grandparents were into the do-it-yourself meals. Nothing processed, no TV dinners, no tons of corn syrup, or 2,000 mg of sodium. Everything was homemade and organic. And that’s the way I liked it.
Then my Grandpa would walk into the house, wet and in his fishing clothes. My Grandparents’ backyard was literally the ocean. They had a dock, where my Grandpa’s boat was tethered and his tackle gear was placed.
“That apple pie smells great, Betty!” He would exclaim to my Grandma, taking off his hat.
“You’re just in time. We were just about to eat it!” She would say, handing him a plate. “Ready?”
“On the count of three!” My Grandma would start.
I would yell happily, “One…”
“Two…” Grandpa would continue.
“Three!” Natalie would finish off, and we would all be so eager to try the pie that we barely even said, “Eat!”
Grandpa loved spending time with us. Almost anything we said made this guy laugh. Even my little sister, Natalie, made his wrinkly face smile with her corny, then-eight-year-old jokes. When the rain ruined his day of fishing, he just shrugged and topped his scraggly gray hair with a rain hat. But not only did he laugh himself, he made everyone around him beam with happiness. His warm smile lit up a room in a heartbeat and no one will ever be able to truly describe the feeling you got when he gave you a firm hug. It was always a treat to be invited to my Grandma and Grandpa’s house for barbeques because my Grandpa would make the best homemade buffalo burgers (more homemade food!). The secret recipe was handed down to my father. But my Dad’s burgers still can’t compare.
Natalie would always ask Grandpa if we could go on his boat on the rainiest days. She didn’t mean to, though. That’s just Natalie. She’s so oblivious and is always in her own little world. It can be cute sometimes, but mostly, it’s downright annoying. She is extremely outgoing and never shuts up, which only adds the the annoyance factor. I’m always threatening her with things like “If you don’t stop talking, I’ll throw your favorite stuffed animal out the window!” and then getting yelled at by my parents. Natalie gets her way a lot. But I have to love her. Not because I want to. Because I’m forced to.
Grandma and Grandpa would laugh. Natalie and I would eat our pie. This is how it was at their house.
Until it happened.
–

Is it too short? Is it good? Bad? Any comments or tips are appreciated! Thanks!

~♥~
Yes, this is for NaNoWriMo

Thanks for the tips everyone!

By the way, the main character is a girl

But how can I really introduce the MC without saying "I am Brielle. I am 16 years old. I have hazel eyes and gloden blonde hair."?

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I can still hear his laugh: loud, brazen, and true. I can still see his face, though it’s becoming fuzzier and fuzzier every day. I can still smell the apple pie baking in the oven, crispy and warm when it’s fully cooked.
“It’s going to taste marvelous,” my Grandma would say, handing us each a slice. “We’ll all take a bite at the same time.”
My Grandma was always soft-spoken. She never really disciplined us, and Natalie and I often got away with murder in their house. She was the best baker, but when it came to actual cooking, she wasn’t exactly great. But she occasionally (well, that might be an overstatement) made decent-tasting meals (other than her rubbery steak). She was always reading a book or a doing crossword puzzle, and knew all the answers to the TV show “Jeopardy”. When I was five, I told her that she should be on the show, but she was too humble to admit that she was even good. If she ever did try out, I’m sure she would’ve actually made it. I daydreamed in second grade about cruises and vacations we’d go on with all of the money she’d win. But she never did. Sometimes, even now, I wish she had at least tried.
“Yummy!” My little sister, Natalie, with her big brown eyes, just like mine, and her cute baby face and toothy smile, would say, always eager to eat Grandma’s homemade pie. My Grandparents were into the do-it-yourself meals. Nothing processed, no TV dinners, no tons of corn syrup, or 2,000 mg of sodium. Everything was homemade and organic. And that’s the way I liked it.
Then my Grandpa would walk into the house, wet and in his fishing clothes. My Grandparents’ backyard was literally the ocean. They had a dock, where my Grandpa’s boat was tethered and his tackle gear was placed.
“That apple pie smells great, Betty!” He would exclaim to my Grandma, taking off his hat.
“You’re just in time. We were just about to eat it!” She would say, handing him a plate. “Ready?”
“On the count of three!” My Grandma would start.
I would yell happily, “One…”
“Two…” Grandpa would continue.
“Three!” Natalie would finish off, and we would all be so eager to try the pie that we barely even said, “Eat!”
Grandpa loved spending time with us. Almost anything we said made this guy laugh. Even my little sister, Natalie, made his wrinkly face smile with her corny, then-eight-year-old jokes. When the rain ruined his day of fishing, he just shrugged and topped his scraggly gray hair with a rain hat. But not only did he laugh himself, he made everyone around him beam with happiness. His warm smile lit up a room in a heartbeat and no one will ever be able to truly describe the feeling you got when he gave you a firm hug. It was always a treat to be invited to my Grandma and Grandpa’s house for barbeques because my Grandpa would make the best homemade buffalo burgers (even more homemade food). The secret recipe was handed down to my father. But my Dad’s burgers still can’t compare.
Natalie would always ask Grandpa if we could go on his boat on the rainiest days. She didn’t mean to, though. That’s just Natalie. She’s so oblivious and is always in her own little world. It can be cute sometimes, but mostly, it’s downright annoying. She is extremely outgoing and never shuts up, which only adds to the annoyance factor. I’m always threatening her with things like “If you don’t stop talking, I’ll throw your favorite stuffed animal out the window!” and then getting yelled at by my parents. Natalie gets her way a lot. But I have to love her. Not because I want to. Because I’m forced to.
When it was sunny outside, Grandpa did take us out onto the ocean. Sometimes, at sunset, we would picnic on the boat and tell stories.
“Grandpa, how do you come up with all of these fairy-tales?” I would ask him, always curious.
“Well, Brielle, I just think out of the box!” He’d smile confidently and pat my back.
“I wish I could be like you, Grampa.” Natalie would say, taking a big bite of her turkey and cheese sandwich.
Grandma and Grandpa would laugh. Natalie and I would eat our pie. This is how it was at their house.
Until it happened.
–

How is it? Any comments, suggestions, etc? Thanks for reading.
BTW, this is for NaNoWriMo.

BQ: Are you doing NaNoWriMo? If so, how many words do you have?

I’m a little behind; I was aiming to have at least 15,000 by now, but I only have about 11,000. I’d better stop procrastinating and get to work ^_^

~♥~
I’m editing it… I have about 45 pages on Microsoft word so far. So yes, I am continuing it

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So my boyfriend and I have been going out for almost 3 years now, (and hes no tycoon, or Donald Trump, hes an average joe) but i have noticed that every pay day he takes his nephew to buy him a toy, and im not talking about or even toys, this little boy wants toys that range from to 0, but for the most part he stays within the price range. Anywho, i know it sounds like im being a cheap skate, or greedy, but theres more…

I worked for almost 10 years, but things were not working out with my job, so i let it go,so for a while i was depending on him for money, which wasnt much, and whenever i came accross money then i would of course contribute to OUR spending, Not to mention that for a whole year i had a hard time finding a job because i was picking the little boy up from school because no one else could, or better yet no one else made it priority to pick him up from school. (Not the Grandpa, not my boyfriend, nor the childs mother). I dont mind the favor, and thats not what im concerned about.

Ok so the childs mother works, yes shes a single parent, and i can understand he wants to buy his nephew gifts, but for being a little boy, he is so ungrateful, He EXPECTS gifts, and i understand it not the childs fault that he is spoiled rotten, clearly its the familys fault. This little boy throws tantrums just because he wants Mc Donalds, and will do so until some one gives in…

My sig other gets paid bi weekly and byu the 2nd week, he is always complaing to me, how he doesnt have much money left and starts penny pinching, which i completely understand especially since i was out of work for a little while,

We had to make a purchase and we made a deal that we would split the cost even, and knowing that he was in that 2nd week, i told him to pay me when he got paid, well pay day comes around and we never get around to taking the $ out from the atm (and its my fault according to him since i put it off) so i feel bad because i dont want him to feel bad about not having much money and it will be another week and a half before he gets paid again, meanwhile im looking for change under the seats for snacks.

Am i over reacting? I got so pissed off today when he told me, im going to take my nephew shopping for school clothes… My first thought was here i am having to wait around for him to throw me a nickel or two , meanwhile hes going on a shopping spree for his nephew, again his nephew is not some poor little orphan… the childs mother just traded in her already new 2010 truck for a 2011 model, and just bought the latest phone thats come out, mind you she shops every chance she gets, am i over reacting? Maybe i am, Just wanted someone elses input, I get along fine with the child, i have nothing against him , just wanted someone elses opinion because i tried talking to my boyfriend about it and it didnt sit well with him,

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Okay, so here’s the case:
I have a family member (druggie) who took his kid, and moved to another state to be with my family members family. (Grandparents) my grandmother was passing away and in the hospital. Well my grandma was able to come home (wheel chair bound) and she was fine other than weighing 80lbs and being unable to walk. We think she had stomach cancer along with strokes/heartattacks. Well this childs mother hasn’t seen him or made an attempt to see him in the past 3 years. She hasn’t even called to talk to him except once! This kid is now 6. This childs mother has 4 other kids who she has nothing to do with. They live with their father. Well the father/mother of this child are still legally married. Both parties had sexual relationships and the mother was engaged during this whole thing. And infact she stated " I’m not coming to get ___ (childs name) and I’m not paying for a bus ticket for the child and that wed have to either pay for the tickets and take him to her OR drive him up there. When he came down he had NO clothes! NO toys. Infact he had a hanger with duct tape! So as soon as we picked up him and his father we went and bought him clothes/bedroom furniture/toys/etc. I taught him his abcs/counting/writing/reading. He was 3 and didn’t know any of it. His sister (dads child from previous marriage) came and got pissed due to him calling me big sister. His dad goes to bars/drinks/drives and he was always at my house until a military move. Now she wants custody of him-seems as if its only to hurt our family. That kid is my grandpas pride and joy and he lives with my grandpa monday-friday and if anything happens or she takes him from my grandpa he’s threatened to hurt himself. His moms engaged, had no interest in the child, or her other kids. And she’s collecting child support when the kid doesn’t live with her. Do I have a right to be pissed about this. This lady has nO intention of allowing this side of the family to see him.

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Okay I have a 3 year old son soon to be four. He was born in NY and we currently live in VA for the past 2 1/2 months. Well my husband is military and provides everything for my son. Love , a home, food, cloths etc since i am currently on bed rest for a complicated pregnancy but he has been helping even before we got married. Strait out he loves my son more than most people could believe. Well when we were living in NY my sons biological father never payed child support he just threw like at us every few months. I gave my whole paycheck to providing for my son. His family is well "unsafe" they have lived in tents and campers and are attached to drugs and people who are continuously partying and violent. This is well know by many and he admits to it on myspace. A few months before moving to VA I told my sons BF(birth father) that we were going to be moving with my husband he told us "okay" and i asked if he wanted to work something out- child support, visitation anything he never responded back to me. Well since birth I have had 100% custody and he has had visitation when ever he felt like it ( i often wouldn’t hear from him for months at a time) well the last time he brought my son back to my house he was 2 hours late, my son had no diaper or pull up on, the clothes he was wearing weren’t his, and he reaked of throw up. Keep in mind he is only 3 years old, he was crying and looked like hell. This out raged me and my mother so we all started fighting ( he had his mother with him) (my son was inside sleeping with his grandpa) Basically it broke down to them saying they don’t HAVE to pay child support because for the few hours hes with them they provide for him.( when he leaves our house we give him his blanket, sippy, and his favorite toy of the day- we stopped giving them a fully loaded diaper bag since we would never get it back and were told they forgot so 5 diaper bags later). We informed them if they want to take him for the day then the BF needs to provide for him- diapers, food, etc Any ways now that you know the story my questions are 1. can i take him to court for back child support so i can use it for the childs future and present ( put half up for college other half for food, clothes, etc 2. If i went and talked to a lawyer would i have to talk to one in NY, VA or a Military one since were now a military family 3. if he continues to not even call and check on his son could the courts revoke his parental rights based on something along the lines of abandonment or would he have to surrender them( he wont surrender them because of his father who happens to be in prison- he dosent want to be like him) and any other questions or information you think would be helpful. I dont care if he sees his son its just i want whats best for my son i just dont quiet know how to go about achieving that with him involved in my sons life, if he helped more then i dont know .

PS. WHAT ABOUT A LAST NAME CHANGE- i am currently pregnant with with twin boys my last name is *** my husbands last name is *** then twins last name will be *** but my sons last name is $$$$$- can i change this so in the future my son dosen’t feel "different" or "less like one of the family because his name is different? I am looking for someone to help me with this whole situation so i can do whats best for my son

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ok my son will be 6 months on the 14th, he has been reaching his milestones one after another after another.. he has one tooth through the gum and two i can see coming, he can roll over both ways immediatly after laying him down, he pulls his feet up to his mouth, shakes toys and picks them up, removes pacifier and tries (sooo cute!) to replace it.. he can sit if i hold his hips, bbut is wobbly and falls forward if i let them go. now to his size.. he still fits into some newborn clothes and wears all 0-3 month clothes all brands.. he was 5 weeks early weighing 6 7.7 and 19.5 inches long, he has grown roughly ( its darn hard to try to measure an awake baby at home lol) 25.5 in and roughly weighs 12.5-13 lbs. his head still measures the same as at his last appt at 3 months where they put him on nutramigen because he wasnt gaining weight on enfamil and breastmilk. . i feel like he is still sooooo small compared to other children.. i just need comfort, he has an apointment coming up but im so nervous that he is growth wise soooo far behind. ( my great grandmother was at her tallest 4 foot 10 )
thank you for all the answers! it sounds terrible but please dont judge me, i never met his biological fathers family, but from what i was told they are all kinda short, but fat.. he left us when i found out i was pregnant and the army has a great way of hiding people.. My mothers side (great grandma, my grandpa , my mom and one aunt, and myself are all around 5’5 and average+ a bit o’ love lbs.. ) are all shorter, my moms mother, My father and his entire family are in the high 5 feet to 6’5 range. . so seeing Gabe in my father and brothers arms it really takes me back a few steps.. he seemed huge to be a premie, and he was, but its like he hasnt grown much since then.. i love him even if he stays the size he is now.. my little man. <3

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