4 month appt.

Yesterday’s dr’s appt was pretty seamless.
Weight-17.4
Height-25.5
Vaccines given with minimal crying and he sang himself to sleep in the car. He can be sooooo sweet (sometimes, well a lot of times, but still)
Discussion about his eczema. It has been suggested to get him a hazelwood necklace, but only put it on his ankle when he sleeps since he is so curious and wild.
She checked out the two teeth.
Also, life is all about purees now. He has been on rice cereal since Christmas day, but I have a lot of mixed feelings about it. (Another post). We will do one solid a week, starting on Sundays, check for allergies, then move on to the next food. I call food nummy nummies to him and I think he likes it all. Soooooooo. Drumroll. Please. Today he had sweet potatoes. They were a HUGE hit!
Fab appt, fab times. Come on 2014!

Formula Drama

About two weeks ago my little awesome ball of crazy baby was diagnosed with a milk protein allergy. We were advised to switch his formula to soy formula with the understanding that 30% of babies who have the casein allergy could have this one as well.
Signs we saw:
-Even though he is 17 lbs he never increased his milk intake beyond 3 oz
-skin rashes developed and proceeded to get worse
-spitting up huge white chunks of formula (basically undigested)
-Itchy, itchy eyes

Once he was given the soy formula his skin cleared up within hours.
We thought we were in the clear. WRONG!!!
Once his body got used to the soy formula everything happened all over.
Next move-hypoallergenic formula.
Yep, $35 a can. Not covered by insurance (they don’t cover allergy related formula). I am not a HUGE fan of it because it is super thin resulting in endless hunger. The baby seems to be adjusting fine. Hard to tell since his devilish teeth are bothering him.

Maybe we will finally be fab in the formula lane!

Teething is the Devil

Ummm. So. Yeah.
Teething.
No one warned me that it would create this restless little soul who is presently up at 3:07 am “talking”.
The devil I say.
Issue is this, my sweet little advanced cherub is an early teether. He cut his first tooth a few days ago. Yep, he isn’t 4 months yet. Now while I would usually jump for joy at this fantabulous milestone -the energy I need to jump is somewhere on the side of the road (probably next to my sanity).
My baby hasn’t been screaming and yelling. Nope. He has been a little fussbull, dissatisfied with life, sitting up for two hours in the middle of the night, restless drooling being of weirdom.
I am tired. I won’t even post about how my husband conveniently sleeps through most of it.
And to top it off, his other bottom tooth is coming in now. No, seriously. Gahhhhhhhhh!
Hoooooray for fab teeth and boo to how they get here.
xoxo