My Boys and Me

I may be puney, but I sure am cute!

A blog entry 2 days in a row!  I realized that yesterday’s e-mail was all about Braeden (and rightly so) that I decided to write some Mikey news.  Everyone has been commenting on how small Mikey is.  The other day I babysat for a baby who was 2 weeks younger than Mikey and much bigger.  He drank 5 oz. every 2.5 hours.  We are lucky if we can get Mikey to drink 4 oz. every 4 hours.  He is also starting to sleep through the night (most nights) and his 2am feeding used to be when he drank the most.  So, between loosing that feeding and him being a grazer most of the day, I was afraid he was going to wither away to nothing.  I took him to the Dr. yesterday to have him weighed and talk about his weight.  He had gained a pound since his last appointment a month ago.  He was 10lbs, 13oz. on July 25 and 11lbs, 11 oz. yesterday.  The Dr. said that he was only in the 15th percentile for his weight, but still fell within the range of normal.  He said he was healthy, just small.  Just as no parent wants to hear that their child is fat, no parent wants to hear that their child is small…..especially the father of a BOY!  Oh well, as long as he is healthy.  Braeden is skinny too.  You can actually see his ribs when his shirt is off.  I have to promise people that we feed him!  The Dr. also told me not to listen to what everyone has to say and that as long as he seems healthy and happy to us, then he is fine.  I am just always consumed with worry for my boys.  One thing that goes along with being a mother.  I can’t even imagine what it will be like when they are teenagers and driving and have girlfriends……OK one stage at a time.

So, Mikey is starting to sleep through the night, and is still not a great eater.  Some other things to note, he is also doing well on his new formula (Carnation Good Start instead of Similac).  What used to be him waiting two or three days to poop, is now him pooping sometimes as many as 5 times a day- and all within about an hour.  They are all so awful that I have to change him after each, even though I know another is only minutes away.  He is getting really strong, lifting his head up when he is on his tummy, rolling from his tummy to his side and smiling like crazy.  He is the happiest in the morning and his smiles fade around 5:00.  At which time if we try to do anything other than hold him, he says NO!  He is very determined to be his OWN little person and I love him dearly for it.  He gets his determination from his Daddy and unfortunately his moodiness and stubbornness (yes a 3 month old can be VERY stubborn- he would scream until he was out of breath to get what he wants) from me!  Just as I am loved by so many, so will he, quirks and all. 

Thanks everyone for loving me though all of my stubborness, moodiness and quirks!  I too love each of you!