As you know, we struggle with baby boy’s incoming teeth. They cause him so much pain, but Hyland’s Teething Tablets made such a huge difference. Now he has molars coming in and he digs so hard at his face that he just shreds his little cheek. So back to the mommy blogs I went looking for an answer besides drugging him with Motrin and Teething Tablets all day. I keep seeing multiple moms talk about Baltic Amber Teething Necklaces. It’s nothing he chews on, just something you put around their neck and some VooDoo magic comes in and makes it all better (If I tried to actually explain it, it would be much worse than this). If you want the real explanation you can read it here on Amber by Amanda. So lots of research (and reviews) later, I found one on Amazon that I decided to try with the intention of returning it once I realized it wasn’t working… Continue reading
I’m a new mom, that’s obvious. And when he cries a terrible pain takes over my whole body, and I just want to do everything I can to make him happy again…. until now. We’ve suddenly hit this magic change where he sits on the floor and cries big fat tears over nothing. At first I was freaking out thinking something was obviously wrong. I’d pick him up and it would be over in seconds. Then I realized it only happened after I told him no, took something away that he shouldn’t have been playing with, or if I’m taking too long with his bottle. Continue reading
My little guy turned one. How did that happen? He’s walking, showing interest in EVERYTHING, climbing, not quite talking but able to give you an idea of what he wants. I can’t believe that just a year ago we were worried about O2 and glucose levels and when, if ever, he would come home. I can’t believe how in 1 year Watson and I went from being nervous new parents to running around an indoor jungle gym chasing after baby boy. Continue reading
It’s been such a long time since I’ve been able to sit down and write a post. Too long. But so much has been happening in this cramped little house of ours.
To start with good news, we found out why our little guy’s skin had gotten so bad. On bad news, I found out I’ve been poisoning him pretty much since we started feeding him solids. We’ve always spoon fed him, but recently we’ve started letting him try to pick up pieces of his food. So instead of mashing up his banana, we decided to cut it up into chunks and let him touch it. Don’t you know his poor little hands broke out so red and swollen. His face and every part of his head that he touched broke out terribly. It’s so frustrating! Just when I think I’ve got it figured out, it all blows up on me again. Bananas. Are you freaking kidding me? And you know what? Continue reading
I’ve been eagerly waiting and watching my little guy for any signs that he is going to rollover. And so far nothing. I won’t say I’m worried, he’s too smart for any of that nonsense. We know he can, we’ve gone in his room because he rolled over and woke himself up (he hates sleeping on his back). But I want to see it happen! Continue reading
Today was the day of his dreaded 4 month checkup. This is the first time the doctor has seen him since he first prescribed antibiotics to help fight a skin infection developed from the Eczema. So the checkup consisted of all the normal chatter. We talked more about our little guys skin. It has improved, but is still in pretty rough condition. We’ve recently found that the Aveeno Baby Daily Moisturizer is actually working much better than the Aveeno Baby Eczema Therapy even did. So we’re already applying the lotion 3-4 times a day on top of nightly baths. And now we’re trying a topical antibiotic instead of the oral. Hoping it heals the spots left that are really bad.
Yesterday we had our 2 month check up. I can’t even believe he’s already 2 months! Any parent will tell you these appointments are tough on parent and child, but I found out quickly that you cannot prepare yourself for just how awful it truly is. I’m not a huge fan of needles, anyone close to me can tell you how much of a wimp I am when it comes to them. But when the nurses puts 3 of them on the table next to your baby boy and asks someone to hold his arms I was an even bigger wimp. I started crying the second I saw his face when she stuck him. I wanted to yell at the nurse for hurting him even though she’s just doing her job. I wanted to pick him up and snuggle him, make him know that it would all be okay, and never put him back down. Continue reading