Sleepy boy

I think I figured out what was causing all the turmoil in my son's stomach! People keep suggesting that maybe it's the formula but he has been on it for 2 weeks now with no problems so I had a hard time believing that was the cause. The only thing that has changed in the past few days is that I had been giving him gas drops. And though they work good on him, they work too good. They cause him to burp, but he also throws up at the same time. So I stopped giving them to him and burping him more often and that has helped. I actually got sleep last night! YIPEE! I am just hoping that was the problem!

I just took this picture of him fast asleep in my arms. Makes typing quite hard, but at least he is sleeping. Now if I can set him down without him waking up we will be all set. He is definately a momma's boy. He just loves for me to hold him, which makes doing anything else quite hard. I do have a front pack but even using that all day gets tiresome.

It seemed to me as if Ethan is much bigger than Emma's was at this age. I was shocked to discover that they both weighed 8 lbs. 2 ounces and were both 22 inches long at their 2 week check up. It seemed like Emma was alot smaller. The things you forget in 4 yrs! Guess that's why we take pictures and keep journals!

Well that's all for now. I need to try to put this little man down and make up some meatballs for dinner!

Finally have a blog

So Tiffani has been telling me that I should start a blog, and I finally gave in and decided that it's a great idea. If for nothing more than to vent after a hard day.

Speaking of vent....I think I will take a moment to do just that. Last night was a rough night. Newborns are strage creatures! My 3 week old son slept almost all day yesterday he was such a good boy and let mommy go clothes shopping since I have nothing that fits me since I delivered him. But last night he turned into a whole new kid. I fed him around 9pm and then we fell asleep on the couch together. It was all good until daddy woke us up to go to bed. He kindly took Ethan upstairs to our room and got him all setup, as I dragged my tired butt upstairs (this was around 12:45 am). I got upstairs and tried to settle in before his next feeding and it all hit the fan. He started fussing, and crying and just couldn't seem to go to sleep. I listened and tried to calm him for about a half hour with no luck at all. So I decided it would be best to just get up and go back downstairs with him and at least let Emma and Phil sleep in peace. I came down here and fed him again, but he was still fussy. Then he proceded to projectile vomit all over me and himself. So I had to get him cleaned up and ready for bed all over again. But the fussing continued for at least another 2 hours. I finally decided I had to put him in his chair and let him cry, which I absolutely hate to do. He cried for about 5 minutes and off to dreamland he went. I finally got back to sleep around 3:30 am and was so excited as I thought he would sleep for a long time. WRONG again! At 5:30am he woke up screaming again! Luckily Phil came down to give me a break and let me sleep until 8 am. Thank God! This little boy definately tries my patience at times. I thought I was going to go crazy last night, because nothing I did seemed to help matters. I am so hoping that he is not turning into a colicy baby because I really don't think I could handle that. Hopefully he just had his days and nights confused and as hard as that can be, especially with another child at home, I think I could handle that better than colic. Right now is a nice break....the baby is sleeping FINALLY, and Phil took Emma to go ride her 4 wheeler. I guess I need to get up and actually do something around here though I really don't feel like it. But dishes need to be washed and laundry needs to be folded so off I go.