So would you mind keeping an eye on his poop?

Haha!!! My little boy was a bit constipated so I called the doc. They said to add one teaspoon per two ounces of formula of Dark Caro Syrup as needed. So I started doing that. Alex generally has his daily BM at daycare (lucky me) so I had to ask them "Would you mind keeping an eye on his poop"? THAT was an interesting conversation.

I'm so tired I can't even spell

He "parties" like a rock star.

My little marshmallow party's like a rock star---at night

So, Alex was getting close to sleeping through the night. He was only waking up once per night. That was manageable. Now for the past two weeks he's been waking up at 1am, 4am and for good around 5:30am. I am a zombie.

He is four months old today!

Alex still isn't sleeping through the night...WHEN?!!!!

My boy has been sick most of his life now. So have I. Ugh. We are trying to wrap up our SECOND cold since he has been born. We both have it. It's so annoying and I feel so bad that he is dealing with this. Poor baby. Having to suck the snot out of his nose is NOT fun. I believe the mucus in his tummy is keeping him from eating all that he should in one feeding so he is eating more frequently which causes him to wake up...Hope he feels better soon!

By the way, I highly recommend the battery operated snot sucker. It's helpful.

No Ben...these are not guns

I got a picture from my sister the other day. This is her son (my nephew) Ben. He is four years old and thought these would make some cool guns for his playtime. What do you think?

GREAT WEBSITE!

My sister started this blog and she is a wonderful mother. I know you will enjoy her web/blog.
http://www.themommyhood.com/

My boy is 3 months old!

I can't believe how fast time seems to be going. Everyone told me to cherish every moment and I truly have. I've caught myself a few times trying to do too much with work or personal obligations. One day, I only got to spend time with Alex in the morning. My husband picked him up from Daycare, then I didn't get home til late and he was already asleep for the night. I made a decision right then that I would not let that happen again. Nothing is more important then spending time with my son. Nothing. If he can't go with me? I'm not going! To a point here folks. One of my things I enjoy is going to see a movie. I will continue to do that, but beyond that, nope. I don't want to look back and say that I missed time with my son because I was working too much. So I need to find a nice healthy balance.

Party in my crib 2am!

Someone bought Alex a cute little onesie that said "Party in my Crib 2am". I should have had him wear it last night. It was a great party! Yeah...right...

My feet grew...

What is UP with that???  None of my shoes fit after being pregnant!  I'm not totally healed yet from childbirth and my body is slowly returning to it's old frumpy jiggly self, but of all the things, I never thought my FEET would get bigger!  I've asked around and all the mom's agree that this happens to your feet.  Even better?  My right foot is bigger than my left foot.  Unbelievable.  

So what did I get from pregnancy?  Long-lasting stretch marks and fat feet.  But a beautiful, amazing, sweet little boy that I love more than I can possibly explain.  Who cares about my stupid feet anyway? 

Alex is 2 months old now and I've gone back to work.

This past Monday, October 19th, I came back to work.  I am happy to be back, but I miss hanging out with Alex all day everyday.  I gotta' tell you though, by about the 4th week I was starting to go a little bit bonkers.  I am a very active person and my mind runs about 100 miles an hour constantly.  So although my body was content with all the rest, my mind was going nuts.  So it's good to be at work where I can release all that intellectual energy and when I pick up my son each afternoon, it's all about him from that moment on.

Also, I love his daycare.  They are so sweet and I know they are caring for him even better than I could during the daytimes.  They made me fell totally at ease Monday morning when I dropped him off.  I had cried the night before the first day and barely slept from the anxiety of yet another life change, but once I cried when I dropped him off, I haven't cried since.  Everything sorta feels right now.