Ian never threw up again after Thursday, but it took several days for him to feel better. He had two really good days on Monday and Tuesday, but today was a disaster. Hopefully tomorrow will be better and we will continue to see improvement with his new reflux medication, Prevacid.
He's learned how to scream and make a really weird noise that sounds like he's choking (but he's not). He's got a new Nemo that he loves (from his Grandmom). Still no rolling over, but he does roll onto his side really well. Up until today, when he went on a solid food strike, he was really enjoying sweet potatoes, peaches, pears, applesauce. He'll eat, but doesn't love, carrots and peas. He also has decided that he doesn't want the cereal from the box that cost like 2 cents per serving. Nah, he wants the cereal that comes in the jar mixed with fruit. :) He's such a booger.
I'm gearing up to go back to work (*sob*). He'll be alternating between my mom and a babysitter (Denise). He seems to be doing ok at both places, but I'm worried because he can be so fussy. I feel so bad leaving them with a crying, fussy baby.
In addition to our reflux issues, Ian is teething. We've been saying this for a month, and still no teeth yet. I swear they are coming though. Every morning I stick my finger in his mouth and hope that the "tooth fairy" has visited.
On a totally unrelated note, Walmart is evil. Why they can't ORGANIZE that store is beyond me.
This blog is about the young life of Ian as told by his mother.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Attack of the Sweet Potatoes, part Deux
They look ok going in, but coming out is a whole other story. My baby is sick. :( He threw up four times in an hour (a lovely orange shade I might add). We waited 1.5 hours at the peds and another 20 mintues in CVS to get pedialite and to drop off a perscription (he's getting new meds for his reflux - prevacid). I must go comfort the ailing child, but more updates later.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Saturday, August 19, 2006
... and the little one said....
Roll over! Roll over! This morning Ian rolled from his belly to his back! :) We were so proud of him. Now there will be NO keeping him on his belly. He's also started pushing up more with his arms. When I picked him up at the sitters on Friday she said, "I tried putting him on his belly today..." All I could say was, "I shoulda warned you!"
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Happy 5 Month Birthday!
Dear Ian,
Today you are five months old. You are a big boy, weighing about 18lbs and 26ish inches long. You wear 6-9 month clothes and even some 12 month clothes. You eat solid food three times a day. So far your favorite foods are sweet potatoes and applesauce. You don't love your cereal, but you have to eat it because it gives you lots of iron. You really love your sippy cup.
When you get excited you start kicking your legs and waving your arms. Speaking of kicking you love to kick your mother! You have also started to recognize things; the bottle, the sippy cup, the spoon, the jar of food. We think you finally know your name, and you have also learned to shake your head "no".
Your favorite toys are still the same - the baby gym, the swing, the bouncey. You like to grab for things now, and everything goes right into your mouth. You often get mad when you can't get something in your mouth. You love to be sung too, and your favorite song is "5 Little Monkeys".
You still cry a lot, and I feel like I am failing you because I can't make it better. Know that I love you a lot and that I'll keep trying to make you happy.
You're working on sitting up. You don't roll over yet and you still hate to be on your belly.
I love you more and more everyday.
Love,
Mama
Today you are five months old. You are a big boy, weighing about 18lbs and 26ish inches long. You wear 6-9 month clothes and even some 12 month clothes. You eat solid food three times a day. So far your favorite foods are sweet potatoes and applesauce. You don't love your cereal, but you have to eat it because it gives you lots of iron. You really love your sippy cup.
When you get excited you start kicking your legs and waving your arms. Speaking of kicking you love to kick your mother! You have also started to recognize things; the bottle, the sippy cup, the spoon, the jar of food. We think you finally know your name, and you have also learned to shake your head "no".
Your favorite toys are still the same - the baby gym, the swing, the bouncey. You like to grab for things now, and everything goes right into your mouth. You often get mad when you can't get something in your mouth. You love to be sung too, and your favorite song is "5 Little Monkeys".
You still cry a lot, and I feel like I am failing you because I can't make it better. Know that I love you a lot and that I'll keep trying to make you happy.
You're working on sitting up. You don't roll over yet and you still hate to be on your belly.
I love you more and more everyday.
Love,
Mama
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Rolling... Sorta
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Random Thoughts
Ian is teething. Teething is bad.
Today I noticed that Ian's feet are hanging over the edge of his infant carrier. I remember looking at other kids with their feet hanging out over the edge of the carrier and thinking, that's not going to be my kid. Ha. It's my kid.
Ian learned to shake his head no. Not in context, but it's still pretty funny.
So far he's eaten peaches, pears, apples & sweet potatoes. He's also had rice cereal and oatmeal.
He's been eating better this week and I'm wondering if we're going to need to add a third "meal" soon.
Today I noticed that Ian's feet are hanging over the edge of his infant carrier. I remember looking at other kids with their feet hanging out over the edge of the carrier and thinking, that's not going to be my kid. Ha. It's my kid.
Ian learned to shake his head no. Not in context, but it's still pretty funny.
So far he's eaten peaches, pears, apples & sweet potatoes. He's also had rice cereal and oatmeal.
He's been eating better this week and I'm wondering if we're going to need to add a third "meal" soon.
Melancholy and the Infinite Sadness
I feel melancholy about returning to work. There are some days that I feel like I've reached the staturation level of stay at home motherhood and then there are other days that I look at my son and want to cry, because I'll be missing so much. I'm happy that he'll be able to stay with his grandmom most of the time and he'll be with Denise the rest of the time. I know that both will dote on him and probably give him more attention and patience than I could. But looking back at my little guy and thinking about all the changes he's already made, I just can't beleive it's almost time to go back to work.
This picture was taken on the day he was born. August was like a distant island, that I never imagined I was going to get to. Now my little booger is almost five months old.
Ok. I have to go get some tissues now.
This picture was taken on the day he was born. August was like a distant island, that I never imagined I was going to get to. Now my little booger is almost five months old.
Ok. I have to go get some tissues now.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
A Note from the Desk of Kelli
Friday, August 04, 2006
Licking
Thursday, August 03, 2006
The Most Interesting Thing
My Child is too Smart
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