Friday, January 30, 2009

Could It Be Colic?

Okay, so I'm miserable. Do I have colic? I have no idea. I cry a lot and my tummy gets real tight after I eat. Tears roll down my chubby cheeks and there is absolutely nothing that mommy, or daddy or EVEN grandma can do to calm me down. How do I know if I have colic? Everything that mommy and grandma have read online sounds like what I have...except for the 3-4 hrs. of crying each day. I'd say, I cry a total of 1 hr. when you add up all of my little fits.

My parents get so sad when they see me this upset. They've just started giving me gripe water and I like it - it tastes yummy - and it seems to help - but it's only temporary. I don't sleep very much so I'm tired all the time and you know what that means...I'm one cranky baby.

Mommy feels hopeless...and so alone thru all of this. She's called my doctor - who keeps prescribing me stuff for acid reflux - which I don't think I have. And there's so many things on the internet, that it hasn't helped mommy out at all. She's stressed out and that's stressing me out. She's constantly feeding me to help calm me down but I just get fussy right after. Does anyone out there know if this could be colic? If so, please help my mommy - she's really sad about this.

My grandma is leaving tomorrow and I'm really upset. I wish she was staying longer. I wish I could see her every day. She helps mommy out so much and she stays up with me at night so that mommy can rest. Oh, and she dresses me up in really cute clothes (although, I get pissed off sometimes b/c she doesn't know when to stop). We went shopping today and grandma but me a whole new wardrobe! I was growing out of all of my newborn clothes but wasn't big enough for the stuff I had at home - so mommy and grandma and I went to Target and boy did they spoil me! Yahoo!!! I can't wait to model my stuff for mommy and daddy (grandma - we'll have to send you pictures).

It's really tough you so far away from my grandma. I like it out here in Missouri but boy, am I going to miss her. Grandma, will you come back and see me? I need you. Mommy and daddy do a great job of taking care of me and they love me to pieces but there's nothing like a grandma.

I'm getting sleepy now - finally - I think I'm going to go lay in my grandma's arms for one last night before she flies home. Goodnight :)

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Grandma's In Town

Grandma Longley is in town :) and I love, love, love her. I stare at her all day long. She puts me in cute outfits and talks to me non-stop. It's been a rough couple of days...mommy & daddy think I might have colic. I know, I know...when will I get a break? First I had to have photolight therapy...then I had a blocked tear duct...then a bad diaper rash...then acid reflux and now possibly colic? What the hell is going on here? Oh, and to boot, I have new baby acne on my face now...and it looks like rosacea! Say it ain't so!

I feel like I have so much to fill you in on...last weekend I went to grandma and grandpa Ruffing's house in Iowa - boy was it fun! I got to meet aunty Erica and she's the best! I love her so much. She held me and rocked me and rubbed my head. She bought me a new brush, new books and a lullaby/nursery rhyme cd for mommy and daddy so they don't have to make up the words anymore. Thanks aunty Erica! I love you! I can't wait to see you and Nick again!

So, I have a big announcement to make...the first night that grandma Longley was here...she gave me a bath and I did not cry for the first time ever...and then...get this...grandma put me in the "miracle blanket" (that's really what it's called) and I slept for 5 HOURS! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! Mommy got to sleep for 5 HOURS STRAIGHT! Boy was I hungry when I woke up though! Thank you grandma Longley...I needed that sleep! I was starting to become a cranky little boy. To show my appreciation...I peed on grandma twice and then shot it towards the wall :) What are little boys for, right?

I have my pictures scheduled for tonight but we're in the middle of an ice storm, so I might have to wait until tomorrow to get them done. Mommy and grandma have already picked out my outfits. I heard them say I'm doing 2 different looks and then a naked one of course. Mommy has her 6 week checkup on Friday - so I'll be venturing out that day as well. I think mommy and grandma are going to take me shopping. Believe it or not, I need some more clothes. I'm in that in-between stage where I've grown out of my newborn stuff - but I'm not big enough to fit in to the 0-3 months stuff. I'm just a little boy.

Okay, time for my nap. Grandma wants to rock me and kiss my face. Peace out y'all!

Monday, January 19, 2009

Did You Miss Me?

I'm back! I missed all of you! Boy, have I had a busy week/weekend?! I just got back from Iowa! Yep, you heard me right...mommy and daddy took me to see grandma and grandpa. It took us 5 1/2 hrs. - my longest car ride yet. I did really well. I slept most of the way (except for eating of course). I got to meet my great grandma and grandpa Gourley and my aunt Erica for the first time! They're great! Aunty Erica really loves me; I can tell. She held me so much and rubbed my little head.

Oh, and did I tell you? I got some new books! Aunty Erica got me 'Brown Bear, Brown Bear' and 'Where the Monsters Are' - oh and my favorite one...a book full of nursery rhymes and riddles! Now mommy and daddy don't have to make them up! Boy did I have a good time out there. Oh, and I met daddy's best friend Raef and his wife Joie...oh and their little boy Cael who was super cute!

Grandma and Grandpa were so good to me this weekend! They held me and kissed me and loved me all over! Grandma is the best...she always knows how to calm me down if I'm crying...and she changes my dirty diapers...and puts me on the soft carpet so I can lay on my back and look around.

My other grandma is coming next Monday. I can't wait to meet her. I think we're going to be best buds. I'm just a busy little boy in this big busy world!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

I'm 4 Weeks Old!

I'm a big boy now! I turned 4 weeks old yesterday! Mommy and daddy can't believe it...time flies when you're a growin' baby! So many things have changed about me. My hands are fingers are no longer these pointy little things...they look like real little boy hands! I've already grown out of one of my onesies (don't tell mom I told you though...she's pretty upset about it).

Let's see, what else...I have a lot more hair always gathers it right at the base of my neck to see if she can make a little ponytail...I'm not quite there yet...but it does look like a little cow-lick. Everything on me is getting a little bit plumper...and I'm eating so much that I grow just about every day!

I'm actually going to get some professional pictures called to make the appointment today because I'm growing so fast - she wants to remember me when I'm tiny. I can't wait to model off this oh-so-cute baby bod of out ladies! Dylan's in the house!

Monday, January 12, 2009

Daily Grind

I had a pretty busy weekend. Well - in normal standards it wasn't all that busy but for me - I puckered out. Like I said in an earlier blog, I went to Walmart on Friday...Saturday, we all stayed home and hung out. Me, mommy and daddy watched 'Pineapple Express' - it was okay. Not as funny as I thought it would be. It helped past the time for mommy though while she was feeding me. Mommy got to take a nap...daddy watched football all day and I did the usual...pooped, peed, ate, cried and slept.

Sunday I went to church for the first time. I slept thru the whole service - didn't make a peep! Mommy and daddy had trouble following the service because they were so focused on me. They left me in my carseat - which I have come to love. I'm not in it a lot but when I do go places - I just feel so snug and safe. Mommy and daddy will leave me in it whenever we get home from somewhere and usually I'll sleep in it for a little while longer.

And last night, I switched back and forth between the Golden Globes and Desperate Housewives. Boy was that a tough call! I started with watching all of my favorite celebs on the red carpet and then got hooked on the women from Wisteria Lane. I also watched mommy's favorite show - Brothers & Sisters. Oh, and then sometime this morning...can't remember when...maybe 1, 2 or 3am...mommy and I watched 'The Women' with Meg Ryan while I ate. Cute movie - but definitely a chick flick. 'Mom, can we get something a little more masculine next time'?

Oh, and today, since daddy only works 4 days a week (which I love! and so does mommy!) we are all going to the mall for the VERY FIRST TIME. I can't wait! Mommy needs to buy one of those baby slings for me - so I can hang out with her when I won't sleep and she needs to do things around the house. She's never tried one on - and I've never been in one - so hopefully we'll both like it. Mommy also needs some new lounge pants...and she found some at Victoria's Secret that she likes (I don't think daddy knows it yet...but he's buying them for her) :)

Daddy will probably bring me in to some sports stores...and other than that - we'll head home and hang out. I'm not sure how this mall thing is going to pan out yet...since I eat every 2 hours and we'll be out for longer than that - especially with the commute to Springfield. Oh well, I'm sure mommy and daddy will figure it out.

Mommy said I have to have a bath tonight - especially since we're going out. She gets weird about germs and stuff...and she's always cleaning my hands off with a wet washcloth. It starts out warm but the cloth turns cold too fast and it makes me chilly. I still hate bathtime...but my aunt Laura's best friend, Megan, who has a little girl named Camryn, gave my mommy some great ideas on how to keep me warm. Thanks Megan and Camryn!

Did I mention that I get to meet my grandma soon? Grandma Longley is coming out at the end of this month and I can't wait to meet her! She's flying in all the way from Connecticut just to see me. Mom always tells me how special I am but man, I must really be something if grandma is flying all that way just for me. I can't wait for her to hold me and kiss me and sing to me...and mommy can't wait for her take over so she can get some sleep!

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Kick It Out

Whenever daddy changes my diaper...he always talks to me. His favorite thing to say is, "kick it out". When he's trying to put my footsies back on - I always scrunch my legs up towards my chest and then I kick them out towards daddy. We never quite get nsynch with each other though. Just when he's trying to put my foot in it - I'm taking it back and when I'm kicking it out, he's fumbling to get the (I think it's all really funny...and I like playing this game with him). Mommy always laughs when she hears daddy saying 'kick out out''s our little thing :)

So, I forgot to mention a few things about yesterday...first off...I need to give a shout out to my grandpa Longley...he turned 54...Happy Birthday gramps! I can't wait to meet you! AND I went for my VERY FIRST OUTING yesterday...(of course I've been out to the doc's already...but that's no I didn't count that). I wish I could say I went somewhere exciting...but mommy and daddy needed groceries so we went to Walfart...I know, I know...go ahead and laugh. I overheard mommy say she was going to lie and put something cooler in my baby book - but hey, I gotta tell it like it is.

It was a great day to take me because it was in the 60's. Mommy was so nervous about taking me out...but she calmed down once we were there. Only one person came up to her - a little old lady who asked if she could see her baby (that would be me) and mom said 'yes'. Mommy won't let any strangers touch me - even my hands. She was all ready to pounce on anyone that tried - but luckily, she didn't have to. That little old lady just looked at me and smiled. I can't say that I'm a big fan of the bright lights in Walfart...or the bumps in the floor - it makes for a rough carriage ride. I slept for most thru most of the shopping - woke up a few times to test my lungs out but other than that - I heard mommy and daddy say I was a really good boy.

I gotta go eat now. xoxo dylan

Bathtime Sucks

I hate baths. They're cold, too much work and they make me cry. Mom and dad only bathe me every couple of days - but still - I can't stand them. I like the way I feel afterwards but I'm not sure if it's worth all the hassle?

I can tell mom and dad are newbies at fumble over me like a wet a football. Dad's job is to hold my bottom and my head and mom's job is to wash me. They're getting better each time - but they really need to work on their 'rinsing off' stage. Oh, and they definitely need to work on their 'swaddling after bath' stage. Mom usually only gets about half of my body in the towel and she never quite gets my head in the hooded part of it. Oh well, they love I guess I'll tough it out for now.

Okay, well mommy is really tired...I can see her yawning right I gotta go.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Update on Diaper Rash (and other important things)

So my butt is looking a tad better...healing, slowly but surely. I just started wearing a new type of diapers - not sure what brand - but they have Winnie the Pooh on them...I don't like them as much as the others that mom and dad were putting on me but dad says we need to use these up first before buying any more. Oh, and they're no longer using diaper wipes on me...doc says that isn't good for my rash, so they're wetting little white paper cloths to wipe my bum. I like this much better - it's not so cold on my skin and it's just a cleaner diaper-change all around.

I got to ride in the car again today - mom had to buy a pump. I don't think she's going to use it for a while though. Doc says she needs to pump at least once - to find out how much milk she's producing - to see how much I'm eating - or a ballpark idea I guess. Although, the lactation consultant told mom she could/should introduce a bottle by week 4 with breastmilk, to get me acquainted with it. That way, if mom and dad are stuck somewhere where they can't pop out the can pump. I'm a little nervous about eating from a bottle - to be honest with you. I only know my mom...but I'm sure everything will be fine and she will only give it to me when she has to.

So, today was a big day for me and daddy. Mom and I were feeding on the couch when dad got home from work. I heard him come over to us and I looked at him for the first time! Well, I've looked at him before - but you know what I mean. I followed his face and I knew who he was. Mom was flipping out! And dad had this HUGE grin on his face...gosh...these peeps are WEIRD...are all parents this mushy?

Oh, hey, that's my mom...she's telling me I need to go to bed now. (I think what she really means, is that she needs to go to bed). See ya tomorrow! xoxo Dylan

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Diaper Rash :(

So I went to the doc's today and I wish I could say it went well. Okay, okay, I guess it wasn't that bad...doc says I have a super bad diaper rash (it's really red and bumpy) blocked tear duct is back...and I might have acid reflux. Jeeze...coming in to this world isn't all it's cracked up to's a lot of work!
I have to get my prescriptions filled tomorrow so my butt will heal. Mommy and daddy are both really sad about it. They're both nervous about changing my diaper now because I cry bloody murder every time they do it.
I weigh 8 lbs, 4 oz - that means I've gained 10 oz in the past 7 days! Holy cow! Mommy is taking good care of me with all of those feedings :) I also found out that I like car rides. My ride to the doc's office is about 45 mins. and at first, I was fussy, but then mom read me like a million books in the car and I fell asleep. I slept the whole way there...thru the entire doc appt. and the whole way home...that was over 3 hrs. of sleep! I heard mom say "now why can't he do that at night when I'm trying to sleep?!" I might try it again tonight - if she's lucky.
Think of me...and cross your fingers that my butt gets better...real soon.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Poop, Pee and Laughter...Oh My!

This next post is dedicated to my daddy. He's said some funny things since I've been born and they were just too good not to share. One of the first nights that I was home, mommy and daddy were sitting with me in the living room and they were both starting to doze off - mommy in the recliner and daddy on the couch with our dog Bailey...and you must know that Bailey has come around to liking me - but she didn't so much in the beginning. So dad was trying to get comfy and Bailey wanted up. She jumped up on the couch and sat smack next to daddy's head. Mommy started laughing because Bailey's butt was right in daddy's face - literally. Well, after daddy telling Bailey to move a couple times - and Bailey not listening - daddy just said 'screw it', 'I don't care anymore' and he proceeded to doze off. Mom and dad both just started cracking up. I don't know if they were sleep deprived or if it was really funny - maybe both - but they laughed for a long time!

Another night, mommy was changing my diaper and she went to wipe my bum - and I farted. It was a wet fart and it sprayed all over the wall! I'd say about 3 feet! She woke daddy up to clean it off and he couldn't believe how far it'd shot up in the air and how much there was! They're still cleaning up my poop :)

Just so daddy wouldn't feel left out, I turned to my side and peed all over him...he tried to shield my stream with a diaper - but it just didn't work! Ha, ha!!! SUCKER!

Monday, January 5, 2009

Sleepless in Missouri

Okay, so I feel bad for mom. She finally broke down and cried last night...while I layed awake in her arms. Dad had gone to bad around midnight and mom stayed up with me until 5am, until she just couldn't keep her eyes open any more. She'd watched all of the 48 hrs. mystery marathon that she could...and hearing dad snore in the next room, just made her even more frustrated. I kept her up all night long - feeding and lightly sleeping here and there. When she thinks I'm asleep on her chest, she tries to put me down in my bassinet but then I pop my eyes open and start crying...I can't help it, I just want to be held.

She always picks me up - she can't stand to hear my upset - it makes her sad :( Once mom woke dad up, she was able to sleep for a solid 2 hrs! I overheard her telling daddy that it felt like hours had gone by! I think I have my days and nights mixed up still...but I'm going to try my hardest to be a good boy tonight and go to sleep for mommy. She's starting to get bags under her eyes.

I have to go to the doctors again. I keep spitting up after every feeding...and mom and dad are worried. I started doing it last week and haven't stopped. Mom thinks that might be why I want to eat every hour instead of every 2-3 hrs. I puked all over mom's chest this morning...and I saw it running down her hand as she tried to wipe my little mouth off. I sure hope they figure out what's going on. Wish me appointment is on Wednesday.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Let's Talk About My Big Toe

I have the cutest big toe - actually 2 big toes. They're longer than the rest of my toes - but not by too much - they're not freaky or anything. My toenails are the perfect length. Mom hasn't even had to cut them yet! Unlike my fingernails which she's had to trim a total of 5 times since I was born! Did you hear me? 5 times!

Mom always kisses my feet. Especially when she's changing my dirty diaper. I always stretch my big toes forward - towards my face if you can picture it. I don't know why - feels good, I guess. Mom is constantly squeezing them and touching them, and rubbing them on her cheeks, ugh, she just won't stop.

Daddy says these toes will make me a good 'place kicker' someday - ya know, like in football? He says I could be the guy who runs out on the field and gets paid the big bucks to kick the ball once or twice - that way - I could play football and not get would be happy!

Anyways, back to my big toes. Did I mention how soft they are? They're like a baby's butt...oh, I mean, like my butt! And they don't smell! Maybe mommy will take a picture of them soon so you can all see what they look like? Especially my grandparents and great-grandparents in Massachusetts. I just know they're going to love my toes...all 10 of them!

Saturday, January 3, 2009

It's All About the Faces

I have many faces. I have the 'whoops, I pooped my pants and yes I know, you just changed my diaper like 2 seconds ago' face. I have the 'stop kissing my face mom and just feed me' look. I have the 'I curl my lips like Elvis' look when I'm trying to focus in on mommy and daddy's faces. Oh and my favorite, 'the deep sleep grin when I'm dreaming of boob'.

I also make many sounds...mommy says I sound like a sheep and daddy says I sound like a horse. When I'm being burped, I tuck in my bottom lip and it quivers...and I open my mouth just a little bit - enough to make cute little noises. Sometimes it sounds like I'm whimpering or almost crying...but I'm not, because 2 seconds later...I smile.

I occasionally snore, but mom and dad have been putting a stop to that - they've been giving me nose drops to help loosen up my bugers. I don't like getting it done but it helps me sleep so much better. I also started taking mylacon yesterday - gas - it happens to the best of us.

I have the hiccups after every feeding. It makes it hard to fall back asleep but mom holds me tight to her chest and rests her chin on my forehead - that's one of my favorite times with her.

Friday, January 2, 2009

I'm Here!

I got to go home at 3 days was a cold, dreary day in the midwest. I was born at Cox South in Springfield, Missouri on Tuesday, December 16 at 7:53 am. I weighed in at 7 lbs., 2 oz. and was 19 inches long.

Mom's water broke earlier that morning. Dad didn't believe her when she woke him up and said "honey, I think my water broke." Dad said, "how do you know...are you sure?" When he looked down and saw a puddle on the bathroom floor, he knew it was time to roll! Mom was 4 cm when she got to the hospital - and a few hours later - I was born!

Let me tell you...this being born thing is a tough act. I was all warm and cozy and then I come out to all of these bright lights and someone sticks a cold thermometer up my butt! What gives?! Well I showed them...I pooped all over that thing...then I got to lay on mommy's chest while dad looked over at us in shock. I was so happy - the nurses let me lay on mommy for a long time before they took me for my first bath. We had a lot of skin on skin time.

We all moved up to the 2nd floor where we would stay for the next few days. Mommy just wouldn't put me down! She held me and talked to me and kept singing 'Hush Little Baby' to me...only thing is...she only knew the first few verses - boy did I get sick of that quick!

My daddy is pretty cool. He's a laid back type of guy. Totally digs the jeans and worn tshirt look...I can't wait to be like him. Everyone says I look exactly like him. We have the same lips, same body type, and we even have the same ears! In fact, my right ear folds over at the top just like daddy's does! I'm not sure what I have of mommy's yet...I think her eyes. They're big and blue. I love my mommy and daddy so much! 'Till next time...peace out!