Thursday, November 11, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Big Boy
Baby daddy drama, Nic sitting up, finding his hands, and cracking up,muffin baking, blowing up old pictures, pooie explosion,wine and I ate a steak.
That is how my weekend was.
Baby Daddy Drama(sperm banks aren't such a bad idea, ladies) :
I can't stand arguing anymore, because Nic knows what it is now. Argue with me on that all you want, but he knows when I'm upset, and he gets upset. I hate arguing FOR Nic with his dad.. wtf right? Shouldn't we just want whats best for him? I'd think so. Guess I'm wrong.
And ps guys-- when your soon to be exwife offers to go to her ex in-laws house, say thank you! Not "no I wouldnt go if i were in your shoes, so you dont need to go"
Because it makes your soon to be exwife say "fine, then I wont" and then you argue for 3 freaking hours on the phone and consider becoming an alcoholic. 3 freaking hours.
Just sayin.
So pretty much, I have no freaking idea if I'm still going or not. A sane person would not.
Clearly, I'm insane for saying I'd go in the first place, according to 99.99% of the people I've asked. whatever. I'm trying as hard as I can. If he won't do the same, I feel no need to reward douche-baggery.
Nic Smiling, Sitting up, and Finding His Hand:
I have been saying this for a long time-- Nic can hold his head up for a good 5 minutes before getting floppy. I was just having him sit up on my lap and he was doing so well, I decided to put him in the bumbo thing that auntie monica gave us-- and HOLY FREAKING CRAP! he sat in that bad boy for about 6 minutes and didn't go floppy but I thought I was die from cutness over load, so I picked him up and kissed the shit out of him. He's such a big boy. Then, while at my mom's he found that he can put his WHOLE hand in his mouth. ...and thank you Earle mouth! :]
Also, I swear, he laughs as much as I do, and he gasps like I do.. poor kid. But its so much fun.
sitting up!
fatty face smile!
hand eating at it's finest. It may look like the fingers are in there.. they're not. He just bites the whole dang fist.
ok- so it's not that much the same, but I love it. I blew it up to an 8x10 for me, and a smaller one for my aunt that lives here in town. I dont know if she'll like it as much as I do, but for some reason, I just LOVE this picture of him. I can see why my mom thought he was such a catch back then. Check out those guns!
Pooie Explosion!:
Dear Pampers/Target Diapers-
I will never betray you again.
xxoo-Gina
Yep. tried the mom2mom diapers at my moms. Two things about that-- they're a size 1, and hard. I put those bad boys on him at my mom's house, and as we were eating dinner he was crying and fussing.. so I picked him up and was COVERED in poo. I mean, everywhere. All over his legs, up his back, on my legs, at least like, 2 cups of pooie in his car seat, in the fat folds of his legs...and all over their Oriental rug. I felt like a jerk, but like the great Forrest Gump says"shit happens" and it happens A LOT with this stinky boy. I will never EVER betray pampers, unless I have a secret love affair with the Target diapies because they're cheap as hell, and have dots on the butt!
Wine:
About 4 years ago, my mother in law came to Texas while Nic's father was deployed. She bought some Chilian Wine, and I've gotten it a few times since then. I figured it would go well with the pumpkin spice muffins. I didn't like it, but Monica did.
Anyway, the wine is good. This time I got the Gato Negro cab, only because it was on sale for $3 woohoo! Monica brought over another bottle of a Merlot, and I thought that one was better with the muffins, but whatever. I drank like 2 glasses of wine, and it was wonderful. Miss Alkie killed the rest of the bottles. Grant had a glass but left when we started whining too much :)
Eating Steak:
I was SO lightheaded on Sunday night, that I thought I was going to pass out in the middle of walgreens. So, my mom told me to come over and eat steak.
I don't eat red meat.
Its not that I'm in love with cows or anything, its just that humans can't properly process meat, so I try to avoid it (look at me trying to sound healthy, when I had a handful of woppers for breakfast..).
But, I'm anemic, and I thought what the hell- I will eat some steak.
I douced the hell out of it with A-1 because if I was told I could never have sex again, I'd just drink A-1..it's pretty much on the same level for me :)
I love A-1 and I wish it could be my boy friend.
I ate the steak, it was delicious, and I no longer feel like death.
Dont ever ask me to eat pork though. That is where I draw the line.
That is how my weekend was.
Baby Daddy Drama(sperm banks aren't such a bad idea, ladies) :
I can't stand arguing anymore, because Nic knows what it is now. Argue with me on that all you want, but he knows when I'm upset, and he gets upset. I hate arguing FOR Nic with his dad.. wtf right? Shouldn't we just want whats best for him? I'd think so. Guess I'm wrong.
And ps guys-- when your soon to be exwife offers to go to her ex in-laws house, say thank you! Not "no I wouldnt go if i were in your shoes, so you dont need to go"
Because it makes your soon to be exwife say "fine, then I wont" and then you argue for 3 freaking hours on the phone and consider becoming an alcoholic. 3 freaking hours.
Just sayin.
So pretty much, I have no freaking idea if I'm still going or not. A sane person would not.
Clearly, I'm insane for saying I'd go in the first place, according to 99.99% of the people I've asked. whatever. I'm trying as hard as I can. If he won't do the same, I feel no need to reward douche-baggery.
Nic Smiling, Sitting up, and Finding His Hand:
I have been saying this for a long time-- Nic can hold his head up for a good 5 minutes before getting floppy. I was just having him sit up on my lap and he was doing so well, I decided to put him in the bumbo thing that auntie monica gave us-- and HOLY FREAKING CRAP! he sat in that bad boy for about 6 minutes and didn't go floppy but I thought I was die from cutness over load, so I picked him up and kissed the shit out of him. He's such a big boy. Then, while at my mom's he found that he can put his WHOLE hand in his mouth. ...and thank you Earle mouth! :]
Also, I swear, he laughs as much as I do, and he gasps like I do.. poor kid. But its so much fun.
sitting up!
fatty face smile!
hand eating at it's finest. It may look like the fingers are in there.. they're not. He just bites the whole dang fist.Muffin Baking:
Lets just start out by saying this: I can not bake!
I hate following directions, I hate rules, I hate constrictions.
This is why I like cooking, you can experiment, but baking.. not as much. Well, I can't anyway.
So, I decided to try a new pumpkin muffin recipe I found, and I decided I would make it a cheese cake pumpkin muffin (sounds good right?).
So, I followed the muffin recipe,except, I did NOT put rasins in, and set in to make the cheese cake part.
I got the cream cheese, sugar,vanilla, lemmon, egg..everything all ready. I whipped everything together, but it smelled weird. So I added more sugar- because everyone knows that sugar fixes everything. Still weird. I tasted it, and it was like, sweet with a weird after taste.
I looked at the cream cheese... and it was chive cream cheese. I'm a freaking idiot sometimes. Thank GOD I didn't put it on top! That would have been so embarrassing at Whine and Wine night.. sheesh.
Blowing Up Old Pictures:
My mom brought over a book of pictures for me when Nicolas was born, to show me how much we look alike. I'll have to get a pose of Nic and I looking the same so I can put it up.. but while I was looking through the book yesterday, I came across a picture of my biological dad.
He died in a car accident when I was 4 months old, so I obviously didn't know him, but, I am apparently just like him. I don't think I look like him, but everyone else thinks so. I really wish I knew more about him, but I think it's just really painful for my mom to talk about, and my 2 aunts that I talk to say a few things here and there, but I assume it hurts for them too.
...but it kills me not to know more about him. I have an AWESOME dad now, but it would be nice to know more about my biodad.
Anyway, I think he was about 20 ish in this picture my mom said.. but It just reminded me of that old picture of construction workers sitting on a beam.
Lets just start out by saying this: I can not bake!
I hate following directions, I hate rules, I hate constrictions.
This is why I like cooking, you can experiment, but baking.. not as much. Well, I can't anyway.
So, I decided to try a new pumpkin muffin recipe I found, and I decided I would make it a cheese cake pumpkin muffin (sounds good right?).
So, I followed the muffin recipe,except, I did NOT put rasins in, and set in to make the cheese cake part.
I got the cream cheese, sugar,vanilla, lemmon, egg..everything all ready. I whipped everything together, but it smelled weird. So I added more sugar- because everyone knows that sugar fixes everything. Still weird. I tasted it, and it was like, sweet with a weird after taste.
I looked at the cream cheese... and it was chive cream cheese. I'm a freaking idiot sometimes. Thank GOD I didn't put it on top! That would have been so embarrassing at Whine and Wine night.. sheesh.
Blowing Up Old Pictures:
My mom brought over a book of pictures for me when Nicolas was born, to show me how much we look alike. I'll have to get a pose of Nic and I looking the same so I can put it up.. but while I was looking through the book yesterday, I came across a picture of my biological dad.
He died in a car accident when I was 4 months old, so I obviously didn't know him, but, I am apparently just like him. I don't think I look like him, but everyone else thinks so. I really wish I knew more about him, but I think it's just really painful for my mom to talk about, and my 2 aunts that I talk to say a few things here and there, but I assume it hurts for them too.
...but it kills me not to know more about him. I have an AWESOME dad now, but it would be nice to know more about my biodad.
Anyway, I think he was about 20 ish in this picture my mom said.. but It just reminded me of that old picture of construction workers sitting on a beam.
ok- so it's not that much the same, but I love it. I blew it up to an 8x10 for me, and a smaller one for my aunt that lives here in town. I dont know if she'll like it as much as I do, but for some reason, I just LOVE this picture of him. I can see why my mom thought he was such a catch back then. Check out those guns!
Pooie Explosion!:
Dear Pampers/Target Diapers-
I will never betray you again.
xxoo-Gina
Yep. tried the mom2mom diapers at my moms. Two things about that-- they're a size 1, and hard. I put those bad boys on him at my mom's house, and as we were eating dinner he was crying and fussing.. so I picked him up and was COVERED in poo. I mean, everywhere. All over his legs, up his back, on my legs, at least like, 2 cups of pooie in his car seat, in the fat folds of his legs...and all over their Oriental rug. I felt like a jerk, but like the great Forrest Gump says"shit happens" and it happens A LOT with this stinky boy. I will never EVER betray pampers, unless I have a secret love affair with the Target diapies because they're cheap as hell, and have dots on the butt!
Wine:
About 4 years ago, my mother in law came to Texas while Nic's father was deployed. She bought some Chilian Wine, and I've gotten it a few times since then. I figured it would go well with the pumpkin spice muffins. I didn't like it, but Monica did.
Anyway, the wine is good. This time I got the Gato Negro cab, only because it was on sale for $3 woohoo! Monica brought over another bottle of a Merlot, and I thought that one was better with the muffins, but whatever. I drank like 2 glasses of wine, and it was wonderful. Miss Alkie killed the rest of the bottles. Grant had a glass but left when we started whining too much :)
Eating Steak:
I was SO lightheaded on Sunday night, that I thought I was going to pass out in the middle of walgreens. So, my mom told me to come over and eat steak.
I don't eat red meat.
Its not that I'm in love with cows or anything, its just that humans can't properly process meat, so I try to avoid it (look at me trying to sound healthy, when I had a handful of woppers for breakfast..).
But, I'm anemic, and I thought what the hell- I will eat some steak.
I douced the hell out of it with A-1 because if I was told I could never have sex again, I'd just drink A-1..it's pretty much on the same level for me :)
I love A-1 and I wish it could be my boy friend.
I ate the steak, it was delicious, and I no longer feel like death.
Dont ever ask me to eat pork though. That is where I draw the line.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
crafts, babies, and puke.
So-the puking is slowly but surely getting better. Kinda. Thursday night, I made him the rice/breastmilk bottle. I'm pretty sure I put too much rice. He was really fussy and gassy, and then he started vomiting. A LOT. Like, I wanted to take him to the hospital, because he was vomiting more than he took in. Normally, I never know how much he takes in, since i'm BFing (duh) but with the bottle, I know he only had 2oz.. and I'd venture to say he threw up about 6oz of honest to god barf. Not just spit up. Needless to say, it was a long night.
Yesterday wasn't too bad. Just a little spit up. His rash is still there. I think the doctor saw the dry skin on Nic's ears, and thats why she said eczema. I put Vaseline his ears, and it cleared up right away... I just dont know. it's so stressful not being able to fix the problems when I'm the only one able to do so.
Speaking of which.. guess who didn't call TriCare? yeah. exactly. I'm so tired of trying with him anymore. I try and try and get shot down more than I care to admit. I always say I'm going to stop trying.. but then I end up sending pictures and updates. Why? I'm a decent person.
Whatever. He's missing out.
He's going to be missing out even more, because I'm not sending a damn thing.
I digress.
Last night my little baby suddenly became Mr. "I dont want to be anywhere but right next to you, Mommy" so I did not get any sleep at all. he gets so clingy when he;s not feeling well. Poor guy.
I'm still really concerned about one thing: When Nic wakes up, he gags for a few minutes. I don't know if that's normal for acid reflux babies, or what. I wish I knew. I wish other mom's of reflux babies would let me know if that happened to them, but what am I gonna do? Just walk up to EVERY parent I see and ask if their kid had it? Crazy.
Nic has started babbling, and he discovered his hands can move where he wants. He reaches towards things, but can't quite grab them yet.. he's really interested in music, and voices, and he really studies people's faces. He laughs when you ask him who mommy's handsome man is, which cracks me up. he's so sassy.
When he's waking up, he grunts for like 4 minutes. He fights SO hard to go to sleep (like me) and it takes him SO long to wake up(like his father) so it's pretty funny.
When I read to him, I do it once with out signing, and just showing him the pictures, and he loves it.. then the 2nd time, I sign and read and he really watches my hands. I can't even begin to tell you how happy that makes me! I know he has NO idea yet, but I really hope he signs before he speaks. I'm sure he will.
I wanted to make my friend a one of a kind baby present. She's having a little girl, and I miss pink things. I wanted to do a trial run first, so I made Nic a wipe case, just to make sure it would be decent looking.
We dont have a lot of robot things, but the selection at JoAnns was kinda limited.. I think it turned out ok for my first one.
This one took far less time to make, and it looks better..less sloppy. But, that's why I did a trial run first! I'm really not that crafty, so this was a big deal for me. hah...
Also- check out my adorable little man, in his jammies. Can we just talk for a minute about how much i LOVE baby jammies? So cute. I swear, my sister and I saw footie pajamas at target, and we're totally getting them for xmas eve. I doubt that I'll stay the night at my parents on Christmas anymore.. but in the off chance that I do, we need matching jammies. No need to mess up 17 years of tradition!
look at those lips
baby jammies!!
love love love him.
Yesterday wasn't too bad. Just a little spit up. His rash is still there. I think the doctor saw the dry skin on Nic's ears, and thats why she said eczema. I put Vaseline his ears, and it cleared up right away... I just dont know. it's so stressful not being able to fix the problems when I'm the only one able to do so.
Speaking of which.. guess who didn't call TriCare? yeah. exactly. I'm so tired of trying with him anymore. I try and try and get shot down more than I care to admit. I always say I'm going to stop trying.. but then I end up sending pictures and updates. Why? I'm a decent person.
Whatever. He's missing out.
He's going to be missing out even more, because I'm not sending a damn thing.
I digress.
Last night my little baby suddenly became Mr. "I dont want to be anywhere but right next to you, Mommy" so I did not get any sleep at all. he gets so clingy when he;s not feeling well. Poor guy.
I'm still really concerned about one thing: When Nic wakes up, he gags for a few minutes. I don't know if that's normal for acid reflux babies, or what. I wish I knew. I wish other mom's of reflux babies would let me know if that happened to them, but what am I gonna do? Just walk up to EVERY parent I see and ask if their kid had it? Crazy.
Nic has started babbling, and he discovered his hands can move where he wants. He reaches towards things, but can't quite grab them yet.. he's really interested in music, and voices, and he really studies people's faces. He laughs when you ask him who mommy's handsome man is, which cracks me up. he's so sassy.
When he's waking up, he grunts for like 4 minutes. He fights SO hard to go to sleep (like me) and it takes him SO long to wake up(like his father) so it's pretty funny.
When I read to him, I do it once with out signing, and just showing him the pictures, and he loves it.. then the 2nd time, I sign and read and he really watches my hands. I can't even begin to tell you how happy that makes me! I know he has NO idea yet, but I really hope he signs before he speaks. I'm sure he will.
I wanted to make my friend a one of a kind baby present. She's having a little girl, and I miss pink things. I wanted to do a trial run first, so I made Nic a wipe case, just to make sure it would be decent looking.
We dont have a lot of robot things, but the selection at JoAnns was kinda limited.. I think it turned out ok for my first one.
This one took far less time to make, and it looks better..less sloppy. But, that's why I did a trial run first! I'm really not that crafty, so this was a big deal for me. hah...
Also- check out my adorable little man, in his jammies. Can we just talk for a minute about how much i LOVE baby jammies? So cute. I swear, my sister and I saw footie pajamas at target, and we're totally getting them for xmas eve. I doubt that I'll stay the night at my parents on Christmas anymore.. but in the off chance that I do, we need matching jammies. No need to mess up 17 years of tradition!
look at those lips
baby jammies!!
love love love him.Thursday, November 4, 2010
Rashes Aren't Fun.
Rashes aren't fun. Just ask my baby boy.
see?
ok, so he's actually not ALWAYS crying, and we do have fun.. but he hates sleeping today, so I'm not so sure what's up. it's probably because last night, we slept like, all night. :) I put Nic in his swing last night at about 9, and he fell asleep at 9:30. I thought he'd wake up at 11, so I was watching "the office" out in the living room, and apparently fell asleep, because when he woke up, it was 1:45! That my friends, is exciting news. The only bad news was it threw off my plan. I wanted to give him the rice cereal at 11. Whatever.
When he got up at 1:45, I made the rice/breast milk mix. He liked it, but the bottle he normally uses was a slow flow, and the only other one I had was a fast flow...Slow flow wouldnt let the thicker mixture come out, so I had to use the vent air fast flow. it is REALLY fast. So it took a while for him to drink it, since I kept pulling it away so he could swallow. Anyway, he was done at 2:15--but was wide. freaking. awake. at about 3, he went to sleep, and slept until 6:15. wooo hoo!
I gave him more cereal tonight, but he has been SO fussy, and nursing non stop, so I'm guessing something hurts... but I have no idea what it is. He's been hiccuping, and he puked a little at my moms and a little spit up here at home.. but nothing major.
I have such a bad headache right now. Thanks to nic's dad and a little thing called "douchebaggery"
I'm doing to do SO much for him while he's in town.. including going to his parents house, staying the night, and doing a "fakesgiving" on the 22nd, before he leaves for Afghanistan. He'll also stay with Nic and I while he's in town, and I'll be picking him up from the airport. I'd say that kinda goes above and beyond the whole "soon to be ex wife" role, no?
So today, I asked him to call TriCare and get an appt with a doctor I want to try out, and this is how the convo went:
Me-hey can you change nics dr
Him- yeah but why cant you do it
me-i do everything else- just do this one thing that you're in charge of doing, since i do everything other thing under the sun for nic
him-youre gonna have to learn to deal with tricare, since you'll be dealing with it for 18 years, plus im leaving
me-yeah but youre here now, so just do it..I do SO much for you, I'm just asking you to do ONE thing to contribute more than just money to your son's life
him-i'm a huge jerk right now, so talking to me is pointless, and I'm just going to be a jerk and complain about everything you say because im a jerk. jerk jerk jerk jerk JERK
ok so maybe he didnt say that, but basically, he was just a jerk, and I seriously almost put she squabash on all my nice things. Like, no where in the whole divorce agreement did it say "Gina will bend over like a prison bitch and take it"...
just sayin.
So today was wings- and before that I went to a church bazzar, and I gotta say-- people are huge jerks when stuff is cheap. I didnt get anthing because every time i went to get something, someone ran into Nic. I was about to go crazy! I was wearing the sling, so it was a little easier to protect him, but good lord! Anyway, after that, I went to return my things a Target, and...
I found target diapers. They're like, cheaper Pampers. Not plastic-y and so far, only one blow out, but that would have happened in any diaper-- the zantac kinda makes him have explosive pooie. gross, I know.
but look how cute his bootie looks with all these polka dots!
And that dino blankie? It was my brothers.
Nic is SO fussy right now, and I just hate letting him CIO but... theres nothing I can do to comfort him but nurse, and he already ate for over an hour, AND he had 1.5 oz of the rice mixture.
Holy crap.
Tonight is gonna suck.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So- I was right (like that's supposed to be a surprise?).
This morning, I decided enough was enough. Nic has had this rash on his face for like 4 days, but then it spread EVERYWHERE and it was getting dry and gross.
Also?
Yesterday, he threw up 2 times in my car, on the way to my beloved Target, and I thought it was because I ate (delicious) eggplant parm. That was out of my system in 24 hours though, and this morning, he threw up 2 times like CRAZY. He did it in his sleep, and thank GOD we slept in the living room, which meant he slept in his swing, so he was sitting up.
Anyway.
While my Mom, Nic and I were at the Baker Street house (the house I grew up in, that my aunt is renting from my parents, and all of our toys [me, LeAnne and Alan] are) I decided to call Nic's doctor, to see if I could get him an appt before my one-week-late-6-week-appt. I did, and that? was awesome.
Anyway, after we grabbed a few of my old toys, (and seriously, they're old, but Nic LOVES my old sesame street toys!) we headed back home.
My sister came with me to Nic's appt and to help out at mine, so she sat with Nic while I got ready, and we headed out....
Nic's normal doctor wasn't there..it was that sub again. The little Indian sub doctor, that I now want to marry, if it were legal in AZ. OH WAIT! I forgot to mention, that my 7 week old little man weighs 13lbs 1oz and is 24 inches long. THIRTEEN POUNDS! 75th percentile. Fatty fat.
..shheeeeeessshhh...
So, she said the rash wasn't a rash, it was eczema, and I needed to get cetaphil face wash and lotion. Why is my kid so expensive?!
His eye is still kinda watery, and not goopy, so she said just to massage his tear duct 4 times a day, because it reopens once in a while after it's healed sometimes, and its totally normal.
So.. I casually mentioned my mad research skills to this wonderful Indian doctor, and said I was reading a lot about acid reflux in infants. She said to tell her what I read, and what is up with Nicolas, and she said ( and this is why I want to marry her) that yes, Nic has acid reflux and she wants to try zantac 2 times a day for this week until his 2month appt and see how that works.She also said to add rice cereal to every feeding, but I'm EBF and I know I can pump, but I love nursing. I thought I'd hate it, but it's such a wonderful experience and as selfish as it may sound, I love being the only one able to soothe him the way he likes. Plus, he hates bottles in general, but he won't take it from me. Why would he when he knows he can get the real thing from me?...so, I haven't yet, but I plan on just giving him the 3 oz I pumped earlier with a teaspoon of the rice cereal, and I'm hopeful that it fills his belly a little more and he sleeps 5 hours straight. Doubtful but a girl can dream. I guess what that does is make the milk a little thicker, and it stays down better? I dont know. I've read literature where some moms tried that with formula and it worked, so I assume it does the same for breast milk, but I'm not sure. We'll see I guess.
Anyway, we tried the zantac, and so far so good! I gave it to him at 6pm, and no painful cries yet! he has, however, had the hiccups twice. Not too bad, but still-- they're painful for him sometimes, and it kills me.
Anyway, FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY a doctor believed me! woohoo!!!
My doctor appt went very well also. I'm 8lbs from my preprego weight, which I think is pretty good, considering I gained 43lbs with Nic.. and I dont work out and I eat candy all day and drink dr pepper like it's water and I'm stuck in the Sahara. I'm totally healed, and can resume "normal activity"
So, nothing? ha...FML
So, today was my Nona's birthday, and Nic had to dress up. He's formal, but he likes to party. :]
His Grammy bought this for him to match his dad when he gets here. Next weekend. I'm not gonna lie.. I'm nervous. It's always a little awkward, and we'll see how it goes, but I'm going to try as hard as I can to make it a pleasant experience. Even though sometimes I want to hit him in the head with a brick and ask wtf he was thinking ending this all... ugh.
I digress
My Nona was so excited Nic was dressed up, she showed him off to the entire restaurant. what can I say? He's adorable.
And ps? My sister was looking at a baby picture of me in just a diaper laying on a bed, and she said "oh yeah, Nic kinda looks like you in this picture"
And I said, "yeah, but I was like 3 months in that picture, and Nic is just fat"
and she said "OMFG this is YOU in the picture!? I thought it was Nic!"
Meschino genes win again. WOOOOT! I seriously think the only Earle thing this baby has is the mouth. And feet.
Whoever he looks like, all I know is he's perfect, and I love him more and more every day. All I ever want to do is stare at him. No matter what happens with me and his dad... at least we can say we did something right.
see?
perfection
This morning, I decided enough was enough. Nic has had this rash on his face for like 4 days, but then it spread EVERYWHERE and it was getting dry and gross.
Also?
Yesterday, he threw up 2 times in my car, on the way to my beloved Target, and I thought it was because I ate (delicious) eggplant parm. That was out of my system in 24 hours though, and this morning, he threw up 2 times like CRAZY. He did it in his sleep, and thank GOD we slept in the living room, which meant he slept in his swing, so he was sitting up.
Anyway.
While my Mom, Nic and I were at the Baker Street house (the house I grew up in, that my aunt is renting from my parents, and all of our toys [me, LeAnne and Alan] are) I decided to call Nic's doctor, to see if I could get him an appt before my one-week-late-6-week-appt. I did, and that? was awesome.
Anyway, after we grabbed a few of my old toys, (and seriously, they're old, but Nic LOVES my old sesame street toys!) we headed back home.
My sister came with me to Nic's appt and to help out at mine, so she sat with Nic while I got ready, and we headed out....
Nic's normal doctor wasn't there..it was that sub again. The little Indian sub doctor, that I now want to marry, if it were legal in AZ. OH WAIT! I forgot to mention, that my 7 week old little man weighs 13lbs 1oz and is 24 inches long. THIRTEEN POUNDS! 75th percentile. Fatty fat.
..shheeeeeessshhh...
So, she said the rash wasn't a rash, it was eczema, and I needed to get cetaphil face wash and lotion. Why is my kid so expensive?!
His eye is still kinda watery, and not goopy, so she said just to massage his tear duct 4 times a day, because it reopens once in a while after it's healed sometimes, and its totally normal.
So.. I casually mentioned my mad research skills to this wonderful Indian doctor, and said I was reading a lot about acid reflux in infants. She said to tell her what I read, and what is up with Nicolas, and she said ( and this is why I want to marry her) that yes, Nic has acid reflux and she wants to try zantac 2 times a day for this week until his 2month appt and see how that works.She also said to add rice cereal to every feeding, but I'm EBF and I know I can pump, but I love nursing. I thought I'd hate it, but it's such a wonderful experience and as selfish as it may sound, I love being the only one able to soothe him the way he likes. Plus, he hates bottles in general, but he won't take it from me. Why would he when he knows he can get the real thing from me?...so, I haven't yet, but I plan on just giving him the 3 oz I pumped earlier with a teaspoon of the rice cereal, and I'm hopeful that it fills his belly a little more and he sleeps 5 hours straight. Doubtful but a girl can dream. I guess what that does is make the milk a little thicker, and it stays down better? I dont know. I've read literature where some moms tried that with formula and it worked, so I assume it does the same for breast milk, but I'm not sure. We'll see I guess.
Anyway, we tried the zantac, and so far so good! I gave it to him at 6pm, and no painful cries yet! he has, however, had the hiccups twice. Not too bad, but still-- they're painful for him sometimes, and it kills me.
Anyway, FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY a doctor believed me! woohoo!!!
My doctor appt went very well also. I'm 8lbs from my preprego weight, which I think is pretty good, considering I gained 43lbs with Nic.. and I dont work out and I eat candy all day and drink dr pepper like it's water and I'm stuck in the Sahara. I'm totally healed, and can resume "normal activity"
So, nothing? ha...FML
So, today was my Nona's birthday, and Nic had to dress up. He's formal, but he likes to party. :]
His Grammy bought this for him to match his dad when he gets here. Next weekend. I'm not gonna lie.. I'm nervous. It's always a little awkward, and we'll see how it goes, but I'm going to try as hard as I can to make it a pleasant experience. Even though sometimes I want to hit him in the head with a brick and ask wtf he was thinking ending this all... ugh.I digress
My Nona was so excited Nic was dressed up, she showed him off to the entire restaurant. what can I say? He's adorable.
And ps? My sister was looking at a baby picture of me in just a diaper laying on a bed, and she said "oh yeah, Nic kinda looks like you in this picture"
And I said, "yeah, but I was like 3 months in that picture, and Nic is just fat"
and she said "OMFG this is YOU in the picture!? I thought it was Nic!"
Meschino genes win again. WOOOOT! I seriously think the only Earle thing this baby has is the mouth. And feet.
Whoever he looks like, all I know is he's perfect, and I love him more and more every day. All I ever want to do is stare at him. No matter what happens with me and his dad... at least we can say we did something right.
see?
perfection
I gave him a bath right before this picture with the new soap, and apparently, over night, he outgrew his infant bath support thing, and I took it off, and he actually enjoyed his bath! He was splashing and kicking his feet and giggling. I obviously had to keep a closer eye on him since he THINKS he can sit up, and tried to do that a few times, but it's not like I'd ever look away during bathtime anyway. I'm no fool.
Tomorrow? work, wings and a meeting. And a target run! ...only because I bought 2 nursing bras and I have to return both. ugh. I just want to LOOK like I have nice boobs again. Also, I need to see if I can exchange those Luvs. My giant baby can't fit in a size one, and he needs Pampers anyway. Spoiled little baby butt.
Tomorrow? work, wings and a meeting. And a target run! ...only because I bought 2 nursing bras and I have to return both. ugh. I just want to LOOK like I have nice boobs again. Also, I need to see if I can exchange those Luvs. My giant baby can't fit in a size one, and he needs Pampers anyway. Spoiled little baby butt.
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