Just a quick update, no new pics but check out the link to the right often. We saw the doctor yesterday because we were worried about the decreasing number of dirty diapers lately. While I don’t mind the lack of poop, we were concerned. The doctor examined him and didn’t find any obstructions or anything. Turns out, he just doesn’t have anything to move through. 2 1/2 weeks ago at his 2 month check up, he was in the 25th percentile for weight. Yesterday, he was in the 75th percentile. He is apparently entering a growth spurt and absorbing absolutely everything he eats. As long as he is in no distress we don’t need to worry. When he reaches 4 months, we will start fruits and vegetables to increase his fiber. In the meantime, we are left with very little poo but LOTS of stinky gas to make up for it!
I’m not entirely sure what this face is, but he’s making it a lot these days. I love how he seems to be trying to take everything in and he has an overwhelming desire to be a MUCH bigger boy than he is. When I hold him, he will start to bounce himself as if he is trying to stand up, then gets frustrated when it doesn’t work. And we are obviously starving him, if you couldn’t tell by those cheeks.
Over the last few days, Finn has grown more and more insistent that he be sitting up. He likes to look around, look out the window and make faces at Mommy and Daddy. We’ve been using the Boppy pillow but it is a little too reclined for his taste. He wants to sit UP. I finally decided he was big enough to try the Bumbo.
He loved sitting up all by himself checking out the world. He got a few swats in on the cat, made some faces at Daddy and generally soaked up the atmosphere.
He also had his 2 month check up last week. Mommy couldn’t go because I was back to work so it was up to Daddy to manage the long list of things I wanted to ask the pediatrician. He weighed in at 12 lb 10 oz, 22 inches long. We are going to try supplementing with a couple of different formulas because our boy is a gassy little guy and is having some trouble sleeping. He’s still getting breastmilk but we are trying a formula bottle every once in awhile to ease the gas. Other than that, the doctor said he looks good. We’ve got a few things we are keeping our eyes on but all very benign (umbilical hernia, hydrocele…) and will probably resolve all by themselves.
I have put up several more pictures. Some of them are recent, a few of them are older that I got from my mom and my mother-in-law. There is a link in the Pictures tab at the right.
It’s been a hectic week! July 2nd Finley turned 2 months old, which I have a hard time believing. He is now pushing himself up to hold his head up, he’s very chatty, he likes to make faces and sit and stare at things with a very intense look, like he’s concentrating very hard. He’s working at rolling over and has gone from belly to back once. He has a vicious combination of Mommy and Daddy’s temper and gets very frustrated when he wants to do something and can’t. Besides that, he is so far a VERY easy going baby. He will tolerate being held by anything, has no problem with the cats or dogs and is completely unfazed by loud noises. He has slept through parties, thunderstorms and fireworks without so much as a cry.
Speaking of fireworks, we threw open the doors of the new house and welcomed anyone who wished into our house for New Richmond’s 4th of July celebration. It actually became a full weekend party due to the weather. We learned that we could comfortably hold upwards of 15 people in our house and not feel terribly claustrophobic and still have room for the kids to run around. The fireworks were pushed back to the 5th so we had two nights of grilling (thanks to my dad, the grillmaster). The fireworks were awesome, although I think we will have to cut out a tree before next year! They were actually setting them off almost directly behind our house so that was cool.
And finally, as of July 6th, I am no longer stay at home mom. I have returned to the land of working folk. Going back to the ER wasn’t bad. I was close to home, it was only for 8 hours and if it got to bad, I could beg someone to bring him to see me. Being back at Newport pretty much sucks, though. It’s 24 hours and I can’t leave and he can’t come in. Now, to be clear, I do not in any way think that he won’t be well cared for. Right now, Daddy and Grandma are running the show and both are completely capable of caring for him. What I hate is not being there. He’s getting to such an interesting age, I’m afraid he’s going to do something awesome and I won’t be there to see it. I’m really dreading tonight. While it may be a perk to get some sleep without a baby in the room, I’m not looking forward to trying to deal with not being with him.
Yes, I have more pictures, I just haven’t gotten them uploaded yet. And if Corey does what he’s promised, there should be lots more pics coming since I’ve asked him to take thousands of pictures while I’m at work.