that I run to if there is an inkling of something wrong with little buggie..(new nickname- immersed from Lovebug.. BUG… and now buggie.. and who knows what next week)- TEETHING. I loooove to blame any tear, or upset little feeling on teething. I think it mainly goes back to teeth, and my hate of teeth pain… I can’t stand the fact that he is going to have those big burly white things poke through his sweet little gums.
Poor baby can’t just have a “bad day” without me looking into the deepest parts of google.com trying to find out what could possibly be wrong with my sweet baby. That is if I convince myself that it is not tooth pain… I kill myself lately with all the worrying and stressing that I do… but I just can’t help it. It’s like a bad addiction. REALLY BAD!
Sunday night we had a really hard time getting him to stay asleep.. Usually what happens (if I repeat from previous posts please do the following… slowly hit the down arrow or move your finger down over the scroll button- this will move you down the page and you will not have to read what I repeat :)) is we get him ready for bed… either giving him a bath if he did not have one at Gigi’s, or just get him changed into jammies. Once he is jammied up I give him his bottle. I really enjoy this time… even though I am in there for almost an hour with the whole bottle process I don’t mind one bit. I take my time giving him his bottle, burping for a while between- trying to get any last minute burps out before hitting the sack for the long (or so we hope) slumber, and then I hold him upright for 20-30 minutes so that the reflux monster hopefully stays down in the belly where it should be. Well, this is sort of a double edged sword.. Holding him for that long, inevitably he is going to crack those eyes open when I try to lay him in his crib.. It’s funny how you can hold them “too long” but you can.. and yea it’s really not funny when you are ready for bed and the eyelids start creeping open.. DANGIT! So before he even has a chance to rile himself up, get those arms going which still like to come out and party (get crazy moving and jerking) every once in a while, and legs bouncing- I pick him up.. bounce him for 5-10 MORE minutes, and then we are good.. the rest of the night he is out. UUUUUHHHHH someone forgot to read that memo Sunday night.
We decided that we would start trying to jiggle some of this cellulite off by walking in the evenings now that the time has changed and we have more after work daylight.. so unlike all other efforts to work out with my “start Monday” rule, and their failures- WE STARTED SUNDAY (please do not ask if we went yesterday, I WAS TIRED FROM THE STORY YOU ARE FIXING TO READ OK! ;) ). He usually takes a nap anywhere between 6-7:30 which I try to not let it be longer than 30 minutes.. just something to give him a little rest so that he doesn’t get too tired for bedtime as he seems to need a little nap. Well in make believe world.. I was thinking that if we started taking our walk around 7 that it could then turn into his nap time as well.. we could get home.. bathe him… and then go with our normal routine. Well we tried this Sunday… well let’s just say that make believe world became nightmare reality when it came to mommy’s bedtime!
So we take off on a VERY short stroll on Sunday just seeing how he would do.. he was “rollin” around town big boy style.. no carrier needed for our big boy.
He was just as excited as can be.. kickin’ those legs as fast as one can and sit stationary :)… Arms were goin… he was having a grand time. Well we get home and get the bath going as little guy started getting a little grumpy.. keep in mind NO NAP in the evening.. he wasn’t missing a thing on the walk :). I am not sure what even happened after the bath.. it is all a blur :). What didn’t happen was Buggie going to sleep! He was up and down from his first slurp of the bottle at 8, until his last “awakening” at 10:50. It’s amazing how before he spoiled me.. I felt like one gazillion dollars getting sleep from 11 pm to 5 am. NOW, I felt like I had one hundred drinks the night before, that kind of tired! Although I must say for all those with a judgemental slanted eyebrow at that statement, no I have never had that many drinks in one night…. 97 but NEVER 100 ;). He was letting out little cries, nothing of the painful shriek when his reflux was bad but just a short WHA… something isn’t right type of cry. I would go back in and bounce him back to sleep and he would go right back to sleep. Finally at 11 I laid down for the night, only to have a sound of sucking my brain out on the pillow beside me, but that is another post, another day :) of telling that story. He had some super rosey cheeks.. I know that teething can make their cheeks rosey… he didn’t have a temp. and he was cool on the rest of his body.. .so who knows. He is drooling like nobody’s business and what he lays his eyes on really needs to be in his mouth in his opinion :). Last night I still felt “hungover tired” so we didn’t go on the walk, he got his nap from 7-7:30… bath.. and we were eating at 8:20… started getting a little fussy so I gave him a couple of Hylands teething tablets that help with pain and some night time oragel and wha-la.. 5 this morning is when I woke up :). He did great, so I am not sure if teething is what it is or not but the remedies I gave him for that seemed to help.
We started playing in the jumper/entertainer! He loves it! OK so I should have picked one of the smiley pics to emphasize the "loving it" part.
I can’t believe how well it holds him up and steady! He is still learning hand and eye coordination…. But he is learning very quickly! It’s amazing how many things that I am scared to try because maybe he isn’t old enough, he loves to do and does well. I swear they don’t get enough credit for what they are capable of doing!
He is sitting up really well, assisted of course! He has finally started liking his bumbo!!
I am so excited for this! This is the one thing that I have that I want him to love and he just plain hated it before. Maybe it was the teething pacifier thingy that I was giving to him in the bumbo that made him happy the other day, but as far as momma is concerned IT WAS THE BUMBO. :) I mean is this not the most hysterical face.. like yeah this is loads of fun mom lol.
He isn’t as intrigued with “the thumb” as he was last week.. I am hoping only because he got bored and not that it has been broken up with. He just really doesn’t want anything to do with the paci.. it really makes me sad.. I had so many funny pictures in my head with these..
But I guess it is one thing that we will not have to fight with when he gets older and it is time for no more paci.
He is getting suuuuuch long eyelashes.. Cover Girl herself would be jealous!
HMMMMM…. Things to ponder… I mean you have to wonder what is racing through his beautiful mind.
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