Another round with Kelton about sleeping in his OWN bed. This time the excuse is the room is too baby. We spent a few hours this weekend cleaning out his room and getting rid of all the "baby stuff". We got 3 bags for DI, 2 for the garbage, and a bunch of stuff for grandma and grandpa Wall's house. We are putting in a different bed for him (so it's not a girly white headboard) and new blankets. It looks like a totally different room. When we are finished I will post a picture. I should have taken a before photo, but it would be too embarrassing.
Last year when Kelton was in first grade he had to go to the office because he was sick. He told his teacher he felt like he was going to throw up and she sent him to the office. He layed in the nurses station "for hours" and when it was recess time he got to leave. My son just told me about this a few weeks ago. So, I was happy that he expressed his sickness to me last Sunday night. I was just falling back to sleep after feeding Sam, when Kelton starting shaking my arm saying he was going to puke. Thank goodness he didn't, but was sick all day Monday feeling fluee. He stayed home from school on Monday and was feeling better Monday night. Tuesday morning he woke up and walked into the kitchen to get a drink and then took off around the corner to the bathroom and started banging on the door. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the "popcorn/puke" bowl and he proceeded to puke his guts out in it. It was so gross. Obviously. He stayed home again from school Tuesday and went on Wed. There was no school on Friday, so he only had Wed. to do all his spelling homework for the test. I was the proudest mom of all time when he brought it home with 100%! It was a hard one! To top it off, he got student of the day 2 weeks ago. They pick 1 student of the school once a week and announce it over the intercom. He received some really nice comments, and some free kids meals. WAY TO GO KELTON!
Sam had his 4 month check up today and proudly weighs in at 14lbs. 2 oz. Exactly double his birth weight. He is now 25 1/2 inches long and falls right in the 50% mark. His head is a little smaller than the "norm", so the dr. will monitor that. I don't know what that is supposed to mean. Does that mean he is going to be slower? I thought he was supposed to get my brains since he looks like Shad so much. Just kidding Shad. I got the ok to give him cereal, fruits, and vegies, which is a good thing since i have already been giving him rice cereal. I tried for the first time with a spoon on Monday and he was attacking it. It was hilarious. This morning I noticed his eye was a little gooey, so the dr. appt. came at a good time. We have little eyedrops to give him the next few days, and also some cream for his excema on his forehead. It will be nice to have his head soft like a normal little baby and maybe I can start using the pink j&j lotion so he can smell all yummy. He has been drooling like mad lately and chewing on everything in sight. Maybe teething already?
I continue to work from home and only go to Sandy on Tuesdays. The last couple times up there I realize how much I miss the patients and being around adults. I love being a mom, but I never thought in a million years I would miss working with people. I feel like I am not accomplishing much being home all day. I was wondering what in the world I do at home, so I kept a log last week and I was pleasantly surprised how much I actually do. I know that sounds weird, but I needed to see that I was actually getting things done besides staring at a baby all day. Not that it isn't important, but you know what I mean. I found out that I spend about 5 hours in 12 feeding and staring, and playing. I am so thankful that I can be home and spend so much time with Sam. I love being able to pick up Kelton from school everyday and asking how his day was while I make an after school treat. I love being able to make dinner every night, and noticing that Shad needs more B.O juice before he tells me. Being able to do those little things have been so important to me, and I have wanted to do this all my life. I love my family, and I love being a wife and mom. I couldn't ask for anything more. (except for a bigger kitchen, a bed on the floor, a garage, and an 8 year old that will actually sleep in his bed.)
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