Sunday, October 31, 2010

Going ons

So Izyk has a little acid reflux. We have him on a small dose of zantac twice a day. That's the only thing they saw on the x-ray. I'm thankful it's not anything worse. Although, I was a little confused that it was reflux because all the research I had done said they spit-up/vomit after every feeding. Also, they are usually really fussy and don't sleep that well. None of this described Izyk. He puked once or twice a month. He slept like a champ...better than Charley did at this age. He's a very happy little boy. Every now and then he'd fuss but it wasn't continual and usually he'd do it right before he burped. Regardless, we'll see how this zantac does. We won't see "results" until after about 2 weeks. The nurse said he may sleep better (boy sleeps from 10 to, at the earliest, 7am <- when I wake him up), or eat more (he eats a lot as it is), or be less fussy. So...we shall see. Izyk is 17lbs, 10oz at 3 months 3 weeks old. (Charley was 15lbs at 6 months) Boy is HEALTHY. He screamed and hollered when they tried to get the barium down him. Was not happy at all. He was choking the stuff down and coughed and spit it up. Ryan and I left the hospital spattered in white. Haha! It took 4 hours to get all the x-rays they needed. He kept falling asleep at small increments because we had to keep getting x-rays. Thank you to our neighbor, Nina, for watching Charley-man. They had fun tromping through the outdoors and getting dirty.



Potty training...we had to abandon our attempt at potty training 2 days earlier than planned due to Izyk's projectile vomiting and the hospital visits. But as it stands now, he tells us he has to go by saying "Sssssss" and climbing up the stairs to the restroom. He's still in a diaper (sometimes running around in the nude) but whenever he makes that sound, we take him. He's gone in the toilet a whole bunch but not consistently. One of these days we'll go straight to underwear and never look back. He will not go in the little potties. Even though that's where we started. He's better at going in the toilet so we'll leave it at that. Also, on a sad note, he broke half of my collectible figurines. He made it past the child-proof locks while Ryan was feeding Izyk. *sigh* Oh well...I should've moved that stuff when I had the chance. My mom is sending me the ones she has...thank you!! Those will stay packaged away FOREVER, or at least until the kids are out of the house. :) Pictures below are from Tate's Farm and other random times.



Monkey for Halloween.




My Charley-man.

My happy little chunk.








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