We play Airplane with DM regularly. In fact Aunty is playing it with him as I type this. He enjoys the game.
Yesterday, he got to go on a real Airplane ride.
He was VERY VERY good. He was a lapbaby, and there was no room for Grandma's carseat (our carseat would have been a pain in the ass to transport). So he sat in my lap.
He enjoy it. No sleep for baby, but a lot of looking out the window and minimal fussing (just at the end when I was trying to get him to suck on something to help with the pressure change and he wasn't having it).
OTOH, we ate somthing that upest stomachs. We had two rounds of very loose poop (diarriah?) in the airport and then on the plane...before the seatbelt sign went off. >_< Two pairs of pants later and he finally stopped.
The way back is more problematic. We have a quick layover though thankfully no plane change. So twice up, and twice down. Hopefully it won't be a huge problem.
The airline did damage the carseat. Nothing serious was hurt, just the belt positioner for when it is a booster seat, but damage is damage. Mom was annoyed.
But now we are in DC and will probably hit up the Zoo today!
Friday, September 18, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Finally Better and Milestones!
After yet another trip to the doctor, and another round of antibiotics (plus prednesone) later, the baby recovered yesterday. He was still coughing a little and got snotty once or twice yesterday but today he has been fine. He also stopped wheezing and snoring.
But more then that, DM is on the move. A couple of days ago, he started to scooch around on his belly. It was funny to watch and I wish I had been paying enough attention to record it. But he'd kick with his legs while stretching his arms out to reach whatever object he was after. When he couldn't reach it, he'd kick again and then twist his upper body. So it was a crawl/roll thing.
Today he started the army man crawl. For those that don't know babies, that is when they move mostly with their legs but use their front arms to pull forward. Like army men do when on the ground (my mom called it commando style).
My mom is also convinced that by cosleeping, we are going to roll over on the baby. But then she thinks CIO is the best method. No one in this house thinks that and James and I are happy with our sleeping arrangement.
More later, for now it's bed.
But more then that, DM is on the move. A couple of days ago, he started to scooch around on his belly. It was funny to watch and I wish I had been paying enough attention to record it. But he'd kick with his legs while stretching his arms out to reach whatever object he was after. When he couldn't reach it, he'd kick again and then twist his upper body. So it was a crawl/roll thing.
Today he started the army man crawl. For those that don't know babies, that is when they move mostly with their legs but use their front arms to pull forward. Like army men do when on the ground (my mom called it commando style).
My mom is also convinced that by cosleeping, we are going to roll over on the baby. But then she thinks CIO is the best method. No one in this house thinks that and James and I are happy with our sleeping arrangement.
More later, for now it's bed.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Sick...again
When DM was born, he had sepsis and a lung infection. He spent his first 16 hours of life under an O2 hood and the first 7 days hooked up to antibiotics (not long in the scheme of things, or even as long as my friend's preemie, but an eternity for us).
At 4 1/2 months old, he came down with the flu that turned into a minor case of Pneumonia. We had to give him breathing medicine but otherwise he didn't need to be hospitalized. Just monitored at home.
About 10 days ago, on our way home from GenCon, we noticed crusting in his Right eye. On Tuesday (a week ago) James took him to the doc. The doc said he had conjunctivitus, told us it was most likely viral but prescribed some antibiotic eye drops just in case.
We waited until Thursday, when it became clear it wasn't clearing up on its own, to start the drops.
On Monday I noticed his nose was running like a faucet. He was having some issues breathing, like just general conjestion issues, but as far as we could tell, hadn't spiked a fever. James opted to miss his first class today to watch DM rather then sending him to Daycare for the morning (DM was slotted to go for 90 minutes this morning and then 5 hours this afternoon).
It was a good thing. After taking a nap, James noticed the baby was burning up. Two tempture checks later (one under the arm and one rectal) he discovered the baby had a 102 degree fever. Jams picked me up from work at 3 and we went to the doc.
The doc pronounced him sick with sinusitius and an upper respitory infection. She told us to moderate his fever with Motron and give him antibiotics. She thinks that the infection of his eye might have spread or he might just have caught something (his two cousins are sick as well, with a similar thing, but he hasn't directally interacted with them since June).
Now he is back to being heavly feverish and lethargic. So I'm starting to worry. She said to keep an eye on both those things. I just gave him a dose of Motron and we are going to retake his temp in about 30 min. The lethargic, while normally a bad sign, is hard to tell at the moment. It is way passed his bed time so he could be lethargic because he is tired and sleeping, or because of the fever or because of something else or because of all three. >_< He did get enough energy to protest me sucking out his nose but not a whole lot more then that.
I hope it will be okay. I elevated his bed, and even though he only spends a portion of the night there, I hope it will help. We are about to go sit in a steamy bathroom while James showers.
More updates as needed.
At 4 1/2 months old, he came down with the flu that turned into a minor case of Pneumonia. We had to give him breathing medicine but otherwise he didn't need to be hospitalized. Just monitored at home.
About 10 days ago, on our way home from GenCon, we noticed crusting in his Right eye. On Tuesday (a week ago) James took him to the doc. The doc said he had conjunctivitus, told us it was most likely viral but prescribed some antibiotic eye drops just in case.
We waited until Thursday, when it became clear it wasn't clearing up on its own, to start the drops.
On Monday I noticed his nose was running like a faucet. He was having some issues breathing, like just general conjestion issues, but as far as we could tell, hadn't spiked a fever. James opted to miss his first class today to watch DM rather then sending him to Daycare for the morning (DM was slotted to go for 90 minutes this morning and then 5 hours this afternoon).
It was a good thing. After taking a nap, James noticed the baby was burning up. Two tempture checks later (one under the arm and one rectal) he discovered the baby had a 102 degree fever. Jams picked me up from work at 3 and we went to the doc.
The doc pronounced him sick with sinusitius and an upper respitory infection. She told us to moderate his fever with Motron and give him antibiotics. She thinks that the infection of his eye might have spread or he might just have caught something (his two cousins are sick as well, with a similar thing, but he hasn't directally interacted with them since June).
Now he is back to being heavly feverish and lethargic. So I'm starting to worry. She said to keep an eye on both those things. I just gave him a dose of Motron and we are going to retake his temp in about 30 min. The lethargic, while normally a bad sign, is hard to tell at the moment. It is way passed his bed time so he could be lethargic because he is tired and sleeping, or because of the fever or because of something else or because of all three. >_< He did get enough energy to protest me sucking out his nose but not a whole lot more then that.
I hope it will be okay. I elevated his bed, and even though he only spends a portion of the night there, I hope it will help. We are about to go sit in a steamy bathroom while James showers.
More updates as needed.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Life Updates
The baby continues his quest to moving on his own. He squirms mostly. But boy, that little boy talks up a racket.
He did really amazingly well at GenCon and slept through the Dealer hall. This is the boy that we had to walk around Romero's Macoroni Grill because it was too overstimulating. I guess it was the low hum of the noise rather then the sharp noise in resturants.
The baby also starts Day Care on Tuesday. I'm torn about it. In someways I feel like I can't be a good mother because I can't stay home and make sure I'm watching him. On the other hand, it is a homebased Daycare and I'm working to make sure we have things in our life. Plus Daycare isn't a terrible thing.
In other news, I'm pretty sure my birthday is going to pass with a whimper. I don't know how I feel about that. My birthday is always a terrible day, and this year it is on a Tuesday. My mom is going to be out of town. My sister, myself (almost definataly), and James will be working. That weekend we go to MI on a trip I'm not 100% sure we can afford but it's for a Bat Mitzvah. I have three friends whose birthdays are this weekend. School starts Monday. My birthday gets lost in the shuffle, just like every year.
Last year I made a big deal out of my birthday. I had a party. 7 people came out of 2 dozen or so that I invited. I got a handful of happy birthdays from people on Facebook, but not nearly the number expected for 200 'friends'. I got maybe 10.
I just want to be remember on my birthday you know. Lately I just feel like I'm defined not as myself but as David-Michael's Mom or our friend with the baby. I want a day about me. But I guess I'm not going to get it. Not this year.
He did really amazingly well at GenCon and slept through the Dealer hall. This is the boy that we had to walk around Romero's Macoroni Grill because it was too overstimulating. I guess it was the low hum of the noise rather then the sharp noise in resturants.
The baby also starts Day Care on Tuesday. I'm torn about it. In someways I feel like I can't be a good mother because I can't stay home and make sure I'm watching him. On the other hand, it is a homebased Daycare and I'm working to make sure we have things in our life. Plus Daycare isn't a terrible thing.
In other news, I'm pretty sure my birthday is going to pass with a whimper. I don't know how I feel about that. My birthday is always a terrible day, and this year it is on a Tuesday. My mom is going to be out of town. My sister, myself (almost definataly), and James will be working. That weekend we go to MI on a trip I'm not 100% sure we can afford but it's for a Bat Mitzvah. I have three friends whose birthdays are this weekend. School starts Monday. My birthday gets lost in the shuffle, just like every year.
Last year I made a big deal out of my birthday. I had a party. 7 people came out of 2 dozen or so that I invited. I got a handful of happy birthdays from people on Facebook, but not nearly the number expected for 200 'friends'. I got maybe 10.
I just want to be remember on my birthday you know. Lately I just feel like I'm defined not as myself but as David-Michael's Mom or our friend with the baby. I want a day about me. But I guess I'm not going to get it. Not this year.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Random Updates
I haven't really updated in a while.
Things are progression well with the baby. He now sits, on his own. He won't sit for very long and won't sit if there isn't anything to do but he can do. He is trying to pull up to sitting but hasn't quite got it yet.
He has also started to talk up a storm. Man, he really does take after me.
He has been slightly neglacted over the past few days, not in a terrible way, but our attentions have been elsewhere. See, it's time for GenCon and both James and I have LOTS of things to prep for it. So we've had to do the prep whenever we can.
However, he is getting 4 hours of dad time a day this weekend, and that's JUST with daddy. He is getting at least 4 hours of Mommy time too.
Got to finish up. We'll be back on Sunday.
Things are progression well with the baby. He now sits, on his own. He won't sit for very long and won't sit if there isn't anything to do but he can do. He is trying to pull up to sitting but hasn't quite got it yet.
He has also started to talk up a storm. Man, he really does take after me.
He has been slightly neglacted over the past few days, not in a terrible way, but our attentions have been elsewhere. See, it's time for GenCon and both James and I have LOTS of things to prep for it. So we've had to do the prep whenever we can.
However, he is getting 4 hours of dad time a day this weekend, and that's JUST with daddy. He is getting at least 4 hours of Mommy time too.
Got to finish up. We'll be back on Sunday.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Tooth!
When David-Michael turned 3 months old, we were expecting a tooth. He started the constant drooling. He was fussy. He was biting on EVERYTHING.
At 4 months, no tooth had appeared, and his doctor told us that now that we were starting solids and tooth should still appear. A bunch of what had occurred previously had lessened off.
At 5.5 months, we were starting to see signs that a tooth might actually be breaking through as a white line appeared on his lower gums and his upper canines had started to bulge and turned white.
Nothing happened. At 6 months I noticed about five little 'dots' on his gumline. This also seemed to indicate that teeth were coming.
Now at almost 7 months I can say that David-Michael has a tooth. It is very tiny and just a little bit of white is showing. The bump is lower then the rest of the bumps in his mouth. It is hard. It is not a front tooth, but the tooth in between the canines and the front teeth on his right side.
The picture is terrible quality as it was taken on my cell phone while the baby was trying to close his mouth and grab the phone.
So Yay! Toofer!
At 4 months, no tooth had appeared, and his doctor told us that now that we were starting solids and tooth should still appear. A bunch of what had occurred previously had lessened off.
At 5.5 months, we were starting to see signs that a tooth might actually be breaking through as a white line appeared on his lower gums and his upper canines had started to bulge and turned white.
Nothing happened. At 6 months I noticed about five little 'dots' on his gumline. This also seemed to indicate that teeth were coming.
Now at almost 7 months I can say that David-Michael has a tooth. It is very tiny and just a little bit of white is showing. The bump is lower then the rest of the bumps in his mouth. It is hard. It is not a front tooth, but the tooth in between the canines and the front teeth on his right side.
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The picture is terrible quality as it was taken on my cell phone while the baby was trying to close his mouth and grab the phone.
So Yay! Toofer!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Family Reuion Update
The reunion went well. The baby did better then expected. He had a melt down an hour outside of where we were going, so despite a 45 minute stop, we just booked it. He also had a melt down in a restaurant that ended with James and I swapping walkign with him and eating.
The way back was a breeze, but we didn't leave until 4pm and didn't make it home till 2:30am. Baby slept except for when we stopped for dinner (at 6:30) and when we stopped to change drivers (at 11:30).
Everyone got along this year as well. And everyone loved the baby!
I expect to go to a funeral in a year as well. It will probably be my 91 year old grandmothers, but there is a chance it will be Libbi's. She isn't doing well, is delusional and is, apparently, a mean drunk who doesn't know when to quit.
On other news, John found a job so now we are scrambling to figure out baby sitting. Odds are that James is going to quit cause no place around here does Child Care at night or on weekends.
The baby is teething hard. Screaming fits almost every night. There was a giant red dot in his mouth yesterday so hopefully these teeth are coming through. He is still a rolly-polly little thing.
The way back was a breeze, but we didn't leave until 4pm and didn't make it home till 2:30am. Baby slept except for when we stopped for dinner (at 6:30) and when we stopped to change drivers (at 11:30).
Everyone got along this year as well. And everyone loved the baby!
I expect to go to a funeral in a year as well. It will probably be my 91 year old grandmothers, but there is a chance it will be Libbi's. She isn't doing well, is delusional and is, apparently, a mean drunk who doesn't know when to quit.
On other news, John found a job so now we are scrambling to figure out baby sitting. Odds are that James is going to quit cause no place around here does Child Care at night or on weekends.
The baby is teething hard. Screaming fits almost every night. There was a giant red dot in his mouth yesterday so hopefully these teeth are coming through. He is still a rolly-polly little thing.
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