Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Not sure if anyone ever comes over here anymore but I thought it was worth a shot. Lets see - how are things in Barbieville??? Going good for the most part. Will is growing like a week and in just a few days he will be 7 months old. He has said his first word (mama by the way), is drinking out of a sippy cup and is almost mobile (God help me!). I feel like the days are slipping by and no matter how hard I try I can't soak up enough of him and his babyhood. Every moment that he is awake is a new adventure and I spend most of my time trying to enjoy every minute that I have.
As great as things have been there have also been some scares. We lost my husband's sister to cancer on March 19th - her 41st birthday. We spent the week before her death in Boston so that she could meet Will. While we were there Will didn't poop - I attributed that to the traveling but when we got home and he still didn't poop, I got worried. We took him to the pediatrician who sent him to a specialist who then proceeded to do a biopsy of his intestines. Long story short - a lot of money and worry later and our boy is okay - they don't know what is wrong with him but he is okay.........he still doesn't poop regularly but they think it is probably an allergy to something that I'm eating and he should grow out of it or it will get better when I wean him.
At Will's 4 month appointment his pediatrian noticed that his head was flat on the left side. I had mentioned this at his 3 month checkup but she didn't seem concerned. Well by the next month she was worried. She sent us to a cranial orthoist who diagnosed him with plagiocephaly, braciocephaly and torticollis. Their recomended course of treatment was physical therapy for the torticollis (shortened neck muscle) and a helmet for his head. So I spent the next few weeks crying my eyes out at the thought of putting my infant son in a helmet during the hotter than hell Texas summers. After consulting a physical therapist and getting his therapy started we were relieved to see that his head was filling out. My boy still doesn't have a Charlie Brown head but we're getting there.
So where am I in all of this - a little frazzled, a little worried and a lot fat. As much as I have tried to watch what I eat, I have also gotten lazy. I grab pretzels for a snack instead of fruit - I don't work out EVER - I eat a couple pieces of chocolate every day. The problem is that when I don't eat enough, I don't make milk - there is some kind of fine balancing act that no one taught me how to do. For most people, breastfeeding is the ultimate diet tool - I hear women who say "oh I ate whatever I wanted and the weight fell off" or "oh I've never eaten so much in my life" - you know what I say - SCREW YOU! I'm eating decent and can't shed a pound.......it really drives me crazy but I plan to wean Will in the next month and I'll get back on the horse. Now to find my motivation within the next month.
So that is what is going on in my little corner of the world - things are great and my butt is huge. On a good note - I do have porn star boobs right now! :)