Friday, January 29, 2010

Snow Days

Will, Bil, and I all got to stay home Thursday and Friday (well, Bil went to work, but came home early) because of the ice storm that was predicted to come through. Apparently the Christmas Eve snow storm put the fear of God (or snow) into everyone around here. I couldn't believe that SNU canceled classes before the storm had even hit. But, I was thankful nonetheless.

Will was delightful all day Thursday, after having a terrible night when he was not so delightful. Bil and I keep wondering who kidnapped our fussy, cranky little whiner who just wanted to be held constantly and replaced him with this happy, busy little boy with a ravenous appetite. I haven't verified this with scales, but I am certain that Will has more than regained the weight he lost during the great stomach virus of January '10.

(I forgot to update after his 9 months well baby appointment, but he was 15 lbs, 3 oz, 26 1/4" long, and his head was 44 cm. He "fell off" his growth curve, which they weren't thrilled about, but the doctor said it was understandable given that he had been sick for most of the last month. I was really bothered by the fact that he had lost over a pound since he had been to see the nurse just a week prior. He looked fine other than the weight issue. The doctor gave him a prescription for vitamins with fluoride, since Will doesn't drink any water yet.)

It's nice to get to kick back and enjoy being at home with my boys. We are currently waiting on Granny and Papa Weaver, who are trying to make it back up here. They spent the night on Wednesday night because Papa had doctors appointments on Thursday morning. I tried unsuccessfully to convince them that they should just stay for the weekned, and they drove home before the storm got bad. However, they lost power soon after getting to Duncan, and this morning called to see if we had power and said they were going to try to get back up here. The turnpike turned out to be closed in Chickasha, so they are now trying to make their way up highway 81.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

The Lost Weekend. . .

Or, How to Lose 10 Pounds in 24 Hours.

Last weekend, our first weekend after school started and during which we didn't have any big plans, was supposed to be our "catch-up/rest-up" before getting into the swing of things with school and going back to work, etc. Well......when I picked Will up, one of the day care ladies was cleaning herself up from a poo-splosion Will had just had on her. I chalked it up to those nasty antibiotics he had been taking since Monday.

A couple hours after he got home, though, I started feeling not so good. By the time Bil got home, I was downright nauseous, and soon I was laying on the couch moaning and asked Bil to bring me the trash can. He said something about "Shouldn't you be laying in the bathroom if you're sick" (obviously he hasn't taken a close look at the bathroom floor lately), so I withdrew my miserable self to the bedroom. I threw up not long after (in the trash can--so much cleaner than the toilet!), and the long weekend of misery was off and running. Bil brought Will to bed around 9 or 10. All he had wanted to do all evening was nurse, and it turned out to be a good thing since I was in no shape to get out of bed and do anything else with him, and soon, neither was Bil. I had terrible chills, aches, and nausea, and wasn't able to go to sleep except sporadically during the night. So, I was still awake around 1 when Bil jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom. Apparently there was about a 6 hour-lag time between all of our incubation of the virus of doom. Nausea gave way to bouts of diarrhea, which lasted several days longer.

Thankfully Bil and I felt good enough to resume eating by Sunday evening, but Will has been on a diet of almost solely breastmilk for almost a week now. It worked out OK for me, since I finally saw my prepregnancy weight again, but at Will's well baby appointment on Wednesday, he weighed over a pound less than he did two weeks ago. Down is not the direction you want to go when you are already hanging precariously in the 3rd percentile on the growth curve. The doctor said it was understandable that Will would be losing since he's been sick for almost a solid month now, but obviously, it was not exactly a comforting statistic. Hopefully he will be feeling better very soon!

Thursday, January 14, 2010

New Years Tidbits

No resolutions here, just some updates. I know I've said it before, but it seems like Will changes daily:

  • Last week, he said what Bil and I both agreed to officially name as his first word spoken with intent: a very pathetic "maaaa . . . . ma" when he was crying to be picked up by me from the side of the loveseat. He's said it before a couple of times when I thought he might be doing it intentionally (Rachel can vouch), but it seemed clear to both of us that he was definitely trying to get me to do something for him and using the correct word.
  • Last weekend, spiked his first high fever of 102.5 (UNDER HIS ARMPIT!!! minor internal freakout) which stayed up consistently during Weaver Christmas, making for a grumpy and lethargic baby. Poor guy. When I took him in Monday, the nurse found he still had his ear infection from before Christmas. He got heavier duty antibiotics (Augmentin) and probiotics to ward off the icky side effects. I was afraid he was having an allergic reaction to the Augmentin, but the on call nurse talked me off that ledge and since then the rash has subsided mostly. Now we've decided it's a dry/chapped skin thing. He's not had a very good week, still not feeling very well.
  • Shares food with people (including Mama, Daddy, Kona, and Annie) since last week.
  • Continues to find that Yossie does not share his food (got snapped at for the millionth time this morning).
  • Pincer grasp is getting quite precise. He can reliably pick up and feed himself single pieces of cereal (and he spends quite some time chasing pieces of banana on the plate in order to pick it up with his fingertips instead of his fist).
  • Had first playdate, with Ian Grant, the baby of a colleague from SNU. Ian is 20 days younger than Will, so it was interesting to see their similarities and differences. Ian is only in the 50th % for his age, but he looks gigantic to me! Will was very jealous of his hair.
  • Received a Sophie the Giraffe with Christmas money. At last week's playdate, Will really seemed to like Ian's Sophie, and I'd seen her on many Top Toy lists, so I plunked down the $15(! on sale!) for her. I am happy to report that she was totally worth it. He loves her. Apparently she's the perfect texture for chewing and the neck and legs provide many gripping options. He actually carries her around (something he hasn't done with any other toys--except balls).

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Christmas Part III: Festivus in Texavus

After our whirlwind trip to Georgia, we left from Dublin on Saturday night for Dallas. We thought Will would travel better at night; we thought wrong. Turns out he's a fan of being able to see what's going on. This leg of the trip was even worse than going out to Georgia. Bil drove the entire way this time, and we made it to Dallas (actually Lucas, TX) around 10 a.m. We were all very, very happy to get out the car for a while. However, by this point, Bil and I were feeling pretty awful as Will's illness was fully upon us. (Hopefully we didn't share the sickness with everybody on that side of the family....)

We had the Yount family Christmas after lunch; Will received a musical shape sorter from Annie, a busy ball helicopter (with lights and music!) from Uncle Tony and Aunt Jill, and a silly monkey balance ball from Uncle Kirby and Uncle Rick. Hannah and Aaron also shared a bunch of their outgrown baby toys with Will, so he is very well stocked in the toy department now!

Although we were exhausted, it was really nice for everyone to get to spend extra time together since we all spent the night at Tony and Jill's house. Rachel always enjoys spending time with her cousins, and she took the opportunity to do a bit of shopping with them. We all appreciated Aunt Jill's cooking for us and making us feel welcome!