Thursday, October 9, 2014

Gas Forever

Baby boy is a little ornery these days. His gas is still going strong. His new thing lately is to grunt and push really hard while he's nursing. Sometimes he just goes right ahead and bites down while he's at it. OUCH! He doesn't even have teeth yet, so, that should be fun. I remember his first gassy night very well. He was 10 days old and my dear Watson had just left for Maine. He grunted all night long. I'm hoping his system gets worked out sometime in his life. He may have a hard time making friends if he grunts red-faced and cries every time he has to toot or poop. Can you imagine him at 16? Or 30? Aye aye aye. 

Pretty much no two days are alike. I feel like that's enough to make anyone crazy. I guess the trick is not to have expectations. Thank your lucky stars if it's a good day, but don't expect it to continue tomorrow. On the other hand, one bad day doesn't mean every day to follow will be the same for the rest of your life and all eternity. Not that I've ever felt that way, I'm just sayin. 

I should mention that he is an excellent sleeper at night. He sleeps 8 or 9 hours straight almost every night. 

And I should also mention that sometimes he turns his head, looks me in the eyes, smiles, and gives me a sweet kiss. Seriously? By the time my melted heart retains it's usual shape, I've forgotten everything that was hard that day. He's my pal. I love having him in my life. 

This was us after my half marathon last month. That was super fun, and I even caught up to and beat one of the girls I had my eye on to beat the whole time.

He has been loving the swing and slide at the park lately.
Chunky legs!

My dear Watson picked him up in his blanket like this and carried him around. You can tell by his face what he thought about that.
This is kind of like that face I was describing earlier. So sweet.

My crazy kid! 

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