This will be a random post because I'm definitely starting it having no idea where it will go.
First off, still having trouble on the posting photos/videos front. Something is wrong with our laptop. I cannot post pictures or videos to the blog, it will not auto-save, I can't do anything on Facebook, my sister's email freezes up when she tries to check it, the backspace button has a delay, and so on and so forth. And it's definitely just a problem with the laptop because we can do everything on our desktop. However, my video software is not loaded on the upstairs computer, so until I have time to load that, I can't post any videos. So that's why my posts of late have no media. I'm more frustrated than you are, believe me.
I feel like I have a lot on my heart tonight, but it's really all random thoughts all jumbled up, so I don't know that I can really express any of it, but just so you know I'm having deep thoughts (and that doesn't happen very often, so I thought you should know.)
What's going on with Jonah: He's being cute.
No, but really - I'm not sure about the Alimentum. Although he's eating a lot better (except for today... he had a blister on the tip of his tongue), he is spitting up a lot more. Not only does he have lots of little spit-ups during the day, but usually twice a day, he's having a monster throw-up of about three to four ounces... you know the kind - where you have to change him and change yourself... all the way down to your undies (S, S, and B, UNDAPANTS I say to you.) Has anyone else experienced this when switching from breast milk to formula? Is it because the formula is so much thicker or because I'm adding rice cereal or because the formula isn't agreeing with him??? Grrr. Every time I think we've found a solution with Jonah, something else always comes up. This is especially frustrating, because although he's always struggled with acid reflux, it's been the more "silent" type, and we typically haven't had issues with massive amounts of spit up. (And believe me, I'm using the words "spit up" here very lightly as that is not nearly descriptive of what is coming out of this child - think rushing river or Niagra Falls.) And I'm tired of having to do additional partial dressing changes several times a day. So anyway, I'm still pumping since we are unsure at this point what's going to happen. We have an appt with the GI doctor next Wed I think and with the nutritionist next Friday, so I will be interested to see what they have to say.
We ran into Dr. Heather today at Home Goods, and I was soooo excited to see her. Jonah really gave her some cute smiles, and I was glad he woke up to show her his baby blues. It's as if he was saying, "Hey, I know you. You saved my life. How's it goin'?" And on a fortuitous note, she had already spoken with a Similac Rep who knows Jonah's story and says they are willing to help with formula however they can. WOO-HOO! AND the pediatrician called and says they have lots of coupons waiting there for us, and they are also working on getting us some samples from their rep. Does my God provide or what?
These last couple days, I’ve realized how much he’s growing up. I’ve had to pack up a lot of the clothes he’s outgrown (most that he never got to wear), and today I had to buy him one of those little mesh seats for the real tub, because the baby tub has gotten too small (well, too small to keep him from harming himself anyway). It’s weird that he’s so big. And I find myself saying things like, “I can’t wait until he’s old enough to know he shouldn’t rub his face” or “I can’t wait until he can sit up and know to hold still during dressing change.” But I don’t want to wish this time away. Maybe it’s all tied up in the likely cessation of pumping. I don’t feel guilt about it, as much as it just makes me sad that I never got to nurse him, and will probably never get to nurse a baby. And that just makes me so sad… that I’ll never get that. I, I, I, me, me, me. And we know it’s all about me, right? Geez.
Jonah’s forgotten how to sleep through the night. Last night it was back to being up with him twice – once at 2:00 and once at 5:30. I don’t know why he’s backtracking, but we’re soooo tired. I want my seven hours back. Even before last night, he has been waking up three to five times a night for butt patting and usually once for a feeding. It’s so weird because he’s eating MORE now but sleeping less. I can't figure these creatures out. He’s snoozing now, but I’m always up one to two hours after he’s gone down because of laundry, dishes, setting up for tomorrow’s dressing change, pumping etc… We get in bed about the time he’s waking up.
Anyway, guess I better run. I’m really tired, and he’ll probably be waking up in another couple of hours.
Oh, a funny thing (since this post was so boring) – I have a newly developed addiction to Nutty Buddies, and so every time I hear the ice cream truck, I have to go out and get one. However, to save money, I just decided to buy a box of the Harris Teeter ones knowing that would be cheaper. But pathetically enough, the ice cream truck slows down (or sometimes comes to a complete stop) on the corner near my house hoping to lure me out there. He doesn’t stop in front of the little kids’ houses. He stops in front of my house. I am the sucker. (See? I told you it was pathetic) But don’t worry – I’ve been eating my store-bought ones instead. I do, however, still salivate when I hear the truck music. I’m apparently just as impressionable as one of Pavlov’s dogs.
I hope to get that software uploaded to the other computer tomorrow, but no guarantees. I don’t like to spend a lot of time on the computer when I could be hanging with Jonah instead. I try to only do that kind of thing when he’s either sleeping or I’m pumping.
Ok, I’m really done now. Hope you are all having a good week.