1 month
My baby is huge. He was 8lbs 12oz at birth and dropped only 8oz within the next few days. At 2 weeks he was 9lbs 14.5oz, and today, at 4 weeks, he was 11lbs 14.5oz. He's 22" long (19.88" at birth).
I suspect we have dairy issues and am 2.5 weeks dairy free... with one incident of being spiked at a restaurant. I haven't cut soy yet.
Oliver has silent reflux. He doesn't wail like Penny did, so I hoped it was mild enough to go untreated, but he seems very uncomfortable and the cold has made it much worse, so we started Zantac tonight. I do really like the doctor and NP we are using... from when he was born. We were on the same page about many things including reflux meds protocol and dosing. She also confirmed that those old rotavirus mixtures had casein, which my old pedi swore they did not. They made Penny so sick! Glad to hear they have since changed them. Go ahead and start the dread clock for first vaccines in a month.
His tongue and lip ties were revised on day 4. We did bodywork with someone other than our usual Chiro (on vacation), and I think it was a waste of time. Much improvement after one session with our guy. Had to cancel the second session because of this cold.
Today I had some victories. I took a shower while two happy, awake kids played together. And, I got everyone out of the house on time for his well check (Richard picked us up).
When we got home, I wore Oliver and took Penny out to ride her bike. I couldn't make the walk even two houses down, but we did short walks interspersed with me sitting while she stayed close. It was sad for us both, but it is what it is.
Richard had a victory too. He cooked a full meal for us while holding Oliver. Cracked 6 eggs one handed and only broke one yolk.
Of course, bedtime took hours. And then I had to rush out to get Oliver's Zantac bc it wasn't ready earlier. I rolled up to the pharmacy 5 minutes before closing, in my pajamas, and the lady tells me I look too young to have a son. When I tell her I have a 4.5 year old as well, and she looks genuinely shocked, tells me I look GREAT in the most sincere voice ever. Bless her for making an old, sleep deprived, defeated (physically and emotionally) mom feel lovely.
So let's end on a high note and call tomorrow the weekend, eh? (Please? Lol)
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