Sunday, February 24, 2008
Earlier in the day I said that Lily looked ridiculous in this outfit - giraffe shirt, too short flowered pants and purple polka dot socks that she picked out. She understands so much more than I realize, I hurt her feelings and she started to cry. We cuddled and made up. I told her she looked beautiful and said 'cool?' - she said 'cool'.
Monday, February 18, 2008
He is just starting to have more periods of quiet alertness and will look for me and David when he hears our voices. He still sleeps most of the time but is falling into some patterns of consolidated sleep and will sleep three to four hour chunks a couple times a day - at around 6pm, when things start to wind down at our home, and again aound 11pm.
He is also becoming a more adept nurser which means that I can snuggle with him at night and nurse lying down instead of getting up. Lately he has been sleeping in bed with me and David, something his siblings didn't get to do.
Physically I can see a bit of each of his siblings in his features. Holden has Will's big eyes, Lily's full lips and the same furrowed brow she had as an infant and Evan's long fingers and toes.
Happy first month birthday little love. We adore you.
Lately Will has also decided to take up jogging with his baby jogger. Appologies for the blurry photo, he is just so fast.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Lily has a double ear infection with a fever 102 at the doctor's office.
Evan's ears look good and he didn't give us a diagnosis for the fever/vomitting. I guess he doesn't know and we will just have to hope that this is a 24 hour thing, not a two week virus like last time.
I described Will's sore on his tounge and raised spots on his hands and the Dr. said he has Hand, Foot and Mouth disease which aslo just needs to run it's course, typically 5 to 10 days.
He switched us to our fourth round of antibotic. This time Suprax. Last time they took Suprax they got terrible raw bottoms so they gave me some diaper rash cream samples and told me to call if that doesn't work. I already know that won't work.
It's looking like rough weekend ahead. Having sick babies is the worst. Our normally cheerful and energetic toddlers become clingy and whiney. And we are quarantined from the social circuit. I'm not sure what we can do to stop this cycle of illness. I'll try to disinfect the entire house and all their toys today.
Lily was standing up in her crib last night when we went in to go get Evan. I checked her temp and it was also over 101. I let her stay up a bit and gave her a bottle. She seemed in good spirits so I put her back in her crib and seems better this morning.
I'm taking them both in to the doctor this morning to get them checked out. I've seen lots of posts on rotovirus on the AMOM list, it can't be that again, can it? That would push me over the edge. Or maybe it is the flu. Only Will and I ended up getting flu shots this season.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Evan looking a bit glum but still cute as a button. He got a fever for Valentines Day. I thought we were finally getting better, hopefully this will pass soon.
Lily is enamoured with her baby brother. She is now saying 'Hoo-den' and still enjoying showing us his eyes, nose and toes. Holden seems to be warming up to her too.
Will seems less impressed and gives Holden the Heisman.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Will went from size 3 to size 4.5 W
Lily went from size 3 to size 5 R
Evan went from size 4.5 M to size 5.5 M
I found Stride Rights like Evan's old ones for Will and Evan got some cool Eccos. Luckily both were on sale.
Lily got squeaky shoes with pink butterflies. She had a blast dancing in them and making noise. We can take the squeak out when it starts to drive us batty but for now it is just fun to see her enjoy them. David thinks it will be a good way to keep track of her too. I think the boys were a bit dissapointed that their shoes don't squeak.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
I still haven't captured a photo because, well, we have our hands full. By the time we get all six of us dressed and the diaper bag packed I can't seem to grab our nice digital SLR camera. I need to power up my point and shoot and keep it in my bag.
This Saturday after Pacha we met up with some friends at our local Taco Shack for breakfast tacos then off to the park for a couples and kids mega playdate.
It seemed exponentially challenging to keep up with our trio with an infant in tow. And it didn't help that it is a beautiful day and the park was packed. Also our toddlers are getting quicker and can dash away in an instant. We seemed to keep losing track of someone.
At one point they were all playing peacefully with the rocks and shovels and we let our guard down. A moment later David noticed that Evan was missing. We both quicky scanned the playscape and I noticed Evan at the very top of the big red slide.
My heart dropped. The slide is almost fifteen feet tall and has steep metal stairs. I called out 'No Evan!' which in hindsite was not the best choice because instead of flinging himself down the slide hands first he started to back up. David ran to the side to catch him in case he fell off and I dashed up the stairs and grabbed him.
We had enough excitement for the day and packed everyone up to return to the safe haven of our protected yard.
They were getting breastmilk but I was pumping, not nursing, so we knew exactly how much they consumed. We charted every feeding, diaper change, medicine dose and sleep time. It helped us communicate with each other, stick to a consistent routine and probably most importantly gave us the illusion of control. Even though actually we had little control with three infants.
Now the difference is we have one breastfed baby and it is not looking like I will have any chance to get him on a schedule.
He eats on demand which has turned out to be every two to three hours often with 'snacks' in between. In the evenings, right when I finally decide to crawl into bed, he gets insatiable and wants to feed on and off for over two hours.
Last night I decided to pump and supplement him with formula to try and fill him up. He consumed three ounces of breast milk, then topped that off with eight ounces of formula!! No wonder I haven't been able to satisfy him. I was worried he was going to get a stomach ache so I tried to slow him down and give him his pacifier after each couple of ounces. He still wanted milk.
The upside was that after this binge he slept soundly for over three hours.
He is already around nine pounds and at this rate he will catch up with his 22-23 pound siblings in no time.
Friday, February 08, 2008
The remains of our kitchen. As bad as it looks, we can also start to visualize how open and livable our new floorplan will be.