Last weekend the Bun figured out how to roll his car along the coffee table. It was so strange to see him go from being a baby to a little boy in those few minutes. He is probably hardwired to like cars and trucks and dirt and mud and all those awesome boy things. He is slowly but surely stepping into toddlerhood.
This week I’ve had the blues about how I don’t have a perfect, fairy tale life where everything goes smoothly all the time. But then I come across this and knowing that I had this moment, I’m willing to deal with any number of imperfections for a few moments of perfect joy.
*Us, Circa 2010*
P.S He now has two new teef!!!
Disclaimer *If you are not a mom and do not deal with poop and diapers on a daily basis, this will gross you out*
I had 3 fun posts planned for this morning detailing the adventures of our weekend but then diarrhea happened and well I guess those posts will have to wait until later. I guess this one is all about the dark days of mommyhood. I think one of the hardest things of being a mom is watching your baby in pain and not be able to do anything about it. Poor Bun is in a lot of discomfort and all I can offer him now are cuddles, I think it helps but he just doesn’t understand why he feels so shady right now. I think thats one of the main reasons I’m looking forward to the days when he can talk and verbalize how he is feeling.
Anyway, all of this started yesterday morning when it seemed like we couldn’t change his dipes fast enough and his little butt was all red and itchy with the most horrid case of diaper rash I have ever seen. It was bugging him so much that it needed both me and J to do a diaper change because he would kick and scream and cry his little eyes out. We still weren’t too worried, he had had loose poop and diaper rash before, but we started getting concerned when this continued all through the night and the Bun couldn’t stay asleep cuz his tummy hurt and he was pooping so often. Also, he was eating his solids, but I had only been able to get him to drink 6 oz of formula in 12 hrs. We were seriously freaking out about him getting dehydrated. Also he cries and cries because his diaper rash bothers him when I change him and there is no way that will heal unless his diarrhea goes away and I just can’t stand watching him be in that much pain. I’ve been on the verge of tears all morning my self.
This morning J got some Pedialyte and we tried to give him that but I think he doesn’t like the taste and I’ve managed to get 4 more oz of formula and some super watery oatmeal in him. He still has diarrhea and is super tired and fatigued, which is seriously starting to make me wonder if we need to take him to the ER. I’m going to see how the next feed goes and then decide if I’m going to take him in. I really really really hope that we don’t have to.
It feels weird to type this all out and post it on the internet but J is crazy busy at work and has meetings today and I am all alone at home worrying and I just needed to get this out. I did however get some super cute pics of my lil Bun being a trooper. He looks so miserable and cute all at the same time.
The Bun has been saying that constantly. I really want to believe that its his version for “Mama” but he says it whenever he wants something, to be picked up, or food , or getting the dogs attention. or my attention too.
I’m so excited for the time when there is no doubt that MumMum really means me.
Also those pans are cleaner than they look, same goes for his shirt.
We just got back from our 9 month check up with the Bun’s pediatrician. Here are stats-
Weight- 17. 7 lbs – 10th percentile
Height- 27 in- 21st percentile
Head cm. 42 in – 71st percentile
The doctor said everything looks good. He has always been a skinny little baby and apparently thats just how its going to stay. She did say that its okay if he only drinks 15 oz of formula during the day and that we can eliminate night time feedings. Other than that, he is healthy and happy and everything seems fine.
Ummmm…My kid is in the 10th percentile, if he will drink formula at night, then I’m going to give it to him.
Yes, I know there should be some cool story behind this but there is really none. My beloved bun is just a goofball and does this anytime he is put in his pack and play. He no longer is put in the pack and play. Make what you will of this –
This is the one I’m going to show his prom date. I’m such a mean mommy.
I gave the bun his first really bubblicious bubble bath recently and the reaction was super gratifying. He didn’t really notice anything was too different until his duckie disappeared under the bubbles and he discovered that splashing the water made the bubbles go away and come back. He liked this game so much that poor duckie remained under the bubbles for quite a while – forgotten.
and remains confused by them. Enough said. FTR, these ones were J’s idea.
After a good 3 months it was a “normal” saturday in our part of the town. Although in Durham, its not really going to cool down until November, this saturday was still cool and overcast enough that I put the Bun in full pants and a long sleeved shirt.
Here’s my baby enjoying his 9th month!
Pay special attention to our unintentionally matching outfits. What can I say the boy just gets good taste from his mother 😉
Orange You Grape 