I was a fish in my other life.
What? Well, how do you sleep?!
Coastal gourmet.
I must be the treat.
All dressed up.
Too tired to eat.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Leaps and Bounds
The Boy is on fire. ON FIRE.
He is using the potty. Every time I put him on the potty, he makes something, and he waives 'bye-bye' when we flush. He rarely poops in his diaper. His diaper is often dry when I take him to use the bathroom.
He just cut his first tooth.
He is going to sleep on his own, instead of having to be rocked.
He is eating solid food in pieces, not just pureed (though he won't touch the wet foods... he'll only pick up the puffs himself).
And he just did his first sign.
Yes, that's right. His first word. And he really knows what it means. Ready for it? The Boy's first word is "all done". He used it first to say he was done eating. Then that he was done sitting by himself, and done laying down, and done eating again. Now that he's been using it for a couple of days, he just likes to play with the wrist movement, or maybe he just does it over and over again because it's his whole vocabulary so far.
When he 'said' it the first time, I thought I was going to implode, or spontaneously combust, or disintegrate or something. It just seemed like too much. Too much pride, too much joy, too much relief. I'm so crazy proud of my amazing, genius, twenty-wonder.
He is using the potty. Every time I put him on the potty, he makes something, and he waives 'bye-bye' when we flush. He rarely poops in his diaper. His diaper is often dry when I take him to use the bathroom.
He just cut his first tooth.
He is going to sleep on his own, instead of having to be rocked.
He is eating solid food in pieces, not just pureed (though he won't touch the wet foods... he'll only pick up the puffs himself).
And he just did his first sign.
Yes, that's right. His first word. And he really knows what it means. Ready for it? The Boy's first word is "all done". He used it first to say he was done eating. Then that he was done sitting by himself, and done laying down, and done eating again. Now that he's been using it for a couple of days, he just likes to play with the wrist movement, or maybe he just does it over and over again because it's his whole vocabulary so far.
When he 'said' it the first time, I thought I was going to implode, or spontaneously combust, or disintegrate or something. It just seemed like too much. Too much pride, too much joy, too much relief. I'm so crazy proud of my amazing, genius, twenty-wonder.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
The Mystery Continues
The Boy (aka Captain Handsome Pants) has no food allergies whatsoever. Milk, wheat, gluten, cinnamon... he's not allergic to any of it. So... uh, um... I'm not really sure where to go from here.
I'm switching body wash. That's done. Maybe that's what caused the rash all along. But this is about more than just the rash now. When I went off dairy, I noticed an increase in my energy levels, and a bizarre side-affect with my hormones (who ever heard of a 7 day cycle?). So, I'm not that anxious to dive back into dairy land, and any milk I do have from here on out will probably be organic (or at least hormone-free). And when I went off gluten (much harder than going dairy-free), it only took a couple of days to see an improvement in The Boy. He was smiley again. I mean, smiling at every glance and word. Happy. Not just quiet. And for the first time in months and months and months (like 6 months), he was pooping on his own. Hurray! Then the Celiac test came back negative, so I went back on bread, and he was plugged up within a day or two. *sigh* Thank goodness for my awesome infant massage skills. I have put them to good use. Back off gluten again, and The Boy is moving things like a pro.
So what's next? I'm still pursuing things with the allergist to figure out the rash (namely the chemicals from the body wash I was using). And she said that The Boy could have an intolerance to gluten, though not an allergy in the academic/clinical sense of the word. What the heck does that mean? I think I need to find a GI.
In good news, The Boy is using the potty already. He has needed so much help with his bowels, he's not in the habit of going with his diaper on. His OT said I should start putting him on the potty when I could tell he needed to go, and it's paid off. He's even started peeing on the potty, too. He still wets his diapers, but almost anytime I put him on the potty, he makes something. Then I let him watch it flush down while we waive 'bye'. It feels pretty darn good to be advanced on something.
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