Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Where Has The Time Gone????

My little baby boy is 18 months old.  I can't believe it!  He is so incredibly sweet and funny, without even trying.  He's learning to run and march.  He loves to dance.  He repeats everything and makes the cutest animal noises.  My favorite is when I ask him what sound a lion makes.  He does the biggest roar.  Every morning he sits with me while I put on my makeup (today he sat in the sink- see the below picture).  After each bath we have to wrap him in his hooded towel and show him what animal he is in the mirror (it's either a lion or penguin).  He loves to be outside and even wears his winter jacket in the house.  He loves his big sister and is learning to torture her which makes us laugh, since she has tortured him for 18 months.  He loves to eat.......yogurt, cereal bars, vegetables, cheerios (he even had an imprint of a cheerio on his shirt the other day).  He gets just as excited to brush his teeth as he does to eat ice cream.  He is too happy for words and makes my heart melt.  He says "mama" with authority and when I say "I Love You"........he repeats it back to me in a way that only a mother would understand.

On Sunday I walked around the block with him.  It took an hour, but we made it the whole way.  I enjoyed watching him play in the dirt, throw his football, touch all the leaves and rocks, run, say "hi" and "bye-bye" to dogs and garbage.  He watched birds fly and looked through holes in fences.  The moment wasn't even lost when he stuck his fingers in dog poop that was relatively fresh.  I just wiped it off with my hat and prayed he didn't put his hand in his mouth (he didn't). 

We took him for his 18 month appointment yesterday.  He weighs 26 lbs 13 oz (65%), is 33 inches tall (85%) and of course has a giant head (95%).   He was so cute to the doctor and nurses.  He played with all the toys and had to touch everything.  I gave him a cereal bar and he couldn't figure out where the garbage was.  The doctor was impressed that he knew he had to throw it out and said "well, we don't have to worry about his development".  He blew kisses and said bye-bye, even to the nurse that gave him his shots.  He didn't like getting his head measured, but got over that quick. 

We have had issues with him puking a lot so he is now on Prevacid.  The doctor thinks it is reflux.  He spit up a lot as a baby, so that was a tell tale sign.  We'll monitor him on it for a month.  If it gets better we will keep him on it for 3 months and then take him off it to see if it was enough to jump start a normal digestive system.  If he doesn't get better we may take him to a GI.  We switched doctors as ours was an asshole (sorry about the language) who was even mean to Mike.  Who's mean to Mike??  I love this new doctor, mainly because she oohed and aahed over my baby!!

Most people ask if he is always this happy, and the truth is yes he is.  He obviously has his moments, but overall he is such a joy.  I always say that I had no idea what I would do with a boy.........but now I couldn't imagine my life without one.

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