Well, he's still a strange lovable little man. Especially lovable, but especially strange. On the bright side, he smiles as much as he cries; so there's a lot of each. He laughs especially whenever we change his diaper. How strange is that? All we have to do is get him onto the changing pad, and the little guy knows exactly where he is and what's about to happen. Take a sock off, get a smile, and so on.
However, he gets excessively cranky most evenings. It's very upsetting to hear him scream his little lungs out, turn red in the face, and to watch him with tears bursting from his eyes. It's especially rough when we don't know why, and it almost seems like he's in pain. We haven't quite figured this one out, but we're working on it. It's just hard watching the little dude have to be so unhappy.
On another note, more often than not we think he's left handed. It's the preferred hand when he tries to suck on one, and it's definitely not out of the question. My grandmother was left handed, and the Girl's brother may have been. Strangely enough, both of them were forced to write right-handed, so we can't entirely tell with her brother. I suppose time will tell, but it would be an interesting trait.
Now he's just eaten, and he's examining his little toys while he sits in his car seat, alert and content. Cute little bugger, smiling a big smile at his mom. Sleepless nights aside and heartache watching him cry included, I feel like the luckiest person on the planet.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
If you're happy and you know it.
Evan loves his swing. He would stay in that thing all day long if it A: he didn't have to eat every once in awhile or B: he didn't hate it when he pees himself. It's allowed me to get things done. Like blogging!
He slept in his bassinet last night! On his back! For 4 consecutive hours! This is huge! He had some major reflux issues and refused to sleep anywhere he was "supposed" to. The only way we could get him to sleep was to put him in his car seat. Not anymore! I suppose the next step is to get him to sleep in his very own room and is his very own crib. There's plenty of time for that though. I like having the little dude within reach. Especially because I'm the only one who can feed him at the moment.
Unfortunately, we think he's decided that he doesn't like bottles. G tried to give him one a few days ago and he refused while screaming his head off until he was red-faced and teary. It's a good thing I don't have a job to go to and can be on-call to nurse him whenever he needs it. We'll try bottles again to see whether or not it was a fluke, but until then, it's all me.
Luckily, he likes me. :D
He also likes diaper changes. As soon as he's placed on the changing pad, we get smiles. He knows what's coming. And boob. As soon as he sees his food source, he's all grins. Smart little guy, he is.
He slept in his bassinet last night! On his back! For 4 consecutive hours! This is huge! He had some major reflux issues and refused to sleep anywhere he was "supposed" to. The only way we could get him to sleep was to put him in his car seat. Not anymore! I suppose the next step is to get him to sleep in his very own room and is his very own crib. There's plenty of time for that though. I like having the little dude within reach. Especially because I'm the only one who can feed him at the moment.
Unfortunately, we think he's decided that he doesn't like bottles. G tried to give him one a few days ago and he refused while screaming his head off until he was red-faced and teary. It's a good thing I don't have a job to go to and can be on-call to nurse him whenever he needs it. We'll try bottles again to see whether or not it was a fluke, but until then, it's all me.
Luckily, he likes me. :D
He also likes diaper changes. As soon as he's placed on the changing pad, we get smiles. He knows what's coming. And boob. As soon as he sees his food source, he's all grins. Smart little guy, he is.
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