Rolling over and reflux

David rolled over from his stomach to his back for the first time a couple of days ago. A complete fluke, probably, but he did it. I think he hates being on his belly so much that he used whatever strength he had to get off it. The little stinker has been struggling with my mom while I'm at work. He cries and screams so much that it makes me feel guilty. I've resolved not to call while I'm at work. It's much easier on my emotions.

In a previous post, I wrote that David slept for five hours. Not so much anymore. I think he was having reflux because everytime I'd set him down to sleep, he'd wake up an hour later, screaming like he was in pain. We went and saw his pediatrician, Dr. O'Mara (I like her so far) and she prescribed Zantac for him. Seriously, though, couldn't they make the medication taste like bubble gum like all the others? He hates it, but so far, it seems to be working.

In other news, Billy should be getting home soon! Yea! Due to security reasons (he isn't able to tell me when on the phone or e-mail), I don't know the exact day, but he told me one of his fellow marines stationed here in Utah will get a hold of me to let me know.

Happy Easter and 3 Months Old Birthday

I started back at work last Thursday. I had been feeling slightly under the weather, but I didn't want to be a big pansy and call in on my first day back. I should have, though, because at the end of the shift, my temp was at 38.5 C. Early in the shift, I called my mom to see how David was doing and I could hear him screaming. Apparently, he was inconsolable. My poor mom sounded so worn out and I felt awful for them. I guess it gets easier after that initial day.

For Easter, we didn't really do anything. I was still feeling a little sick and didn't feel like driving to my mom's place. I did dress him up in his little suit that my mom bought for him. Here is my baby GQ.

Hallelujah!

David finally started sleeping in his crib for longer than 3 hours! The first night he did it was one of the happiest and most anxiety-ridden nights of my life. I didn't sleep the whole five hours he was asleep and kept on going into his room to check and make sure he was breathing. I was still tired the next day, but happy. Now according to the experts (the pediatricians who are making bank writing books for anxiety-ridden mothers), five hours is sleeping through the night. So, technically, he slept through the night.

He's starting to laugh a little. Occassionally, when he's smiling, you'll hear a little laugh burst out of him, which will startle him, but it is so cute. It makes all the nights of sleep deprivation so worth it!

So cute

I just had to post these pictures because he looks so cute in them. Yes, he's drooling...gross, but still cute.

Rainy Days and Kisses

March came in like a lion and we weren't able to go for a walk. No more sun. That's all right, though. We enjoyed the last few days with it and there are more to come. Instead of walks, we stayed in our humble abode and played. I got him to smile and laugh some more and I think he got sick of my kisses. He'll just have to get used to it because I ain't stoppin'.



We also did tummy time. He hates it. I try to let him stay on his tummy for as long as I can, but he screams and I can only let him cry for a little bit. I guess he's not crawling anytime soon. Good thing, too. The place is not baby proof yet. I'm leaving that for my husband.