This month has been one of the most entertaining and eventful months I have ever experienced. With having a newborn to take care of, trying to potty train a 3-year-old and just trying to keep up with laundry, dishes and picking up toys every day, my days -fly- by. Everything overall is going well. Most days I feel like I can make it through without having a mental breakdown, then other days are like last Wednesday...
Well, let me preface this by saying that Caleb hasn't been feeling that great, tummywise, probably going on 4 or so weeks now (he is 6 weeks old). We're not exactly sure what it is. Our PA thinks it's acid reflux, but he wants to rule out a Pyloric stenosis. It's basically a band around the stomach that is too thick, so it's hard for the food to pass through to the intestines. To rule it out, Caleb will have to have an ultrasound done of his stomach. He is pretty sure that is not the case, but he wants to be positive. We are going for the ultrasound on Wednesday (9/7), so prayers are much appreciated. In the meanwhile we have changed bottles, changed his formula (three times), have put rice cereal in his formula and he is on Zantac to help with the acid. Things have gotten better... for a about a week he was still getting sick at least twice a day, but as of now he hasn't gotten sick in over 24 hours. Yay!
But yeah, so Wednesday was one of those days that makes you rethink why exactly you have children. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. Thankfully we didn't have to go anywhere during the day, so all the drama was left in the house and we had fresh changes of clothes close at hand. In addition, Elijah has now decided that nothing we offer him will make him want to tell us that he has to go potty and every time Caleb would fall asleep Elijah would come over and want to kiss him and wake him up. However, the upside of having a day when very little sleep was had, is that at night everyone is tired. :-)
On the Elijah side of things, he is getting better with his jealousy and hardly gets jealous anymore. He actually has labeled Caleb as his own. He says, "Where's my Caleb?" or "Get off of my Caleb!", so this has been good. He has also gotten to the age where he is asking questions about everything, "Where are you going?", "What are you doing?", "What happened to the lights?" when it's dark, "What's that?" when he hears something out of the ordinary, etc, etc. This has been not as good, hah.
So, in a very small, nutshell that is what my days consist of. However last week is a bit more exciting than most, because the state fair is in town. We went to it on Monday, Tuesday and Friday. We usually enjoy it because of the food, games and exhibits in the exhibition halls, but this year we are enjoying to also because of Elijah can ride on some of the rides. It turns out that he is tall enough to ride on my favorite ride... The Tilt o Whirl... So he got on it with me, on Tuesday. He loved it. Actually he loved all the rides... and the games... and the animals. I plan on doing a blog post about the fair with all the pictures, soon, so stay tuned.
I actually hope to be able to update the blog with things at least once a week for the next couple weeks, but I guess that will be up in the air until we figure out what's going on with Caleb. That is another hope of mine... I hope things will calm down around here soon. We are currently without air conditioning and potentially won't have any until tomorrow afternoon, so that is not helping matters any. But what can you do? That's life. Gotta love it.
Until next time...