i'm typing this with one hand while holding jamie, so please forgive the lack of capitalization.
we moved out of our apartment in knoxville and are currently camping out in cookeville.
jamie is doing well, but he picked up a stuffy nose last week that won't go away.
he's chatting with us all the time now. he says ghee (that's how he registers complaints; it usually means that he needs duckie immediately). he says goo. he says "hey!" he's a chatty boy.
i don't know how much he weighs now, but he's getting very big. i'm sure he's pushing fourteen pounds now, but he can still wear most 0-3 month clothing, because he's so long. i'm just hoping he can continue to wear stage one diapers for the next couple of weeks--'cause we still have a bunch of them.
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Good Times. . .
On Sunday, Jamie made his first trip to, well, anywhere. He went to Cookeville to surprise his grandmothers for Mother's Day. (Jamie forgot to get his own momma something, but I suppose I can only expect so much from a 2 month old.) He had a great visit, even if he did stay up all night.
The last two days have been great. On Monday, Jamie woke up with no signs of thrush whatsoever. He then made his first trip to a restaurant: Cracker Barrel, where he slept while we enjoyed lunch, courtesy of my mom. After we came back to Knoxville, things continued to go well (except for the giant stack of hospital bills that arrived--yikes!). In the evening, we decided to pull our mattress out into the living room so that we could all sleep together for once. With Jamie in the Moses basket on the floor beside us, we were cozy and happy. Jamie must have really enjoyed it, because he slept peacefully through the night--six and a half straight hours. Jay appreciated a break from sleeping on the couch, and he certainly liked the full night's rest; I would have liked it more if I hadn't awoken every half hour to check on Jamie.
To top things off, this morning Jamie had a perfectly normal bowel movement--no apple juice or suppositories. (Boy, he's really going to love the intimate details of this blog when he's fourteen, isn't he?) His thrush is creeping back, but perfection is too much to ask for, I suppose.
The last two days have been great. On Monday, Jamie woke up with no signs of thrush whatsoever. He then made his first trip to a restaurant: Cracker Barrel, where he slept while we enjoyed lunch, courtesy of my mom. After we came back to Knoxville, things continued to go well (except for the giant stack of hospital bills that arrived--yikes!). In the evening, we decided to pull our mattress out into the living room so that we could all sleep together for once. With Jamie in the Moses basket on the floor beside us, we were cozy and happy. Jamie must have really enjoyed it, because he slept peacefully through the night--six and a half straight hours. Jay appreciated a break from sleeping on the couch, and he certainly liked the full night's rest; I would have liked it more if I hadn't awoken every half hour to check on Jamie.
To top things off, this morning Jamie had a perfectly normal bowel movement--no apple juice or suppositories. (Boy, he's really going to love the intimate details of this blog when he's fourteen, isn't he?) His thrush is creeping back, but perfection is too much to ask for, I suppose.
Monday, May 02, 2005
Sunday, May 01, 2005
More Lies
Clearly Jamie exists merely to confound me. Everything I wrote about yesterday? All lies.
Yesterday, he had a great day. He played, he smiled, he ate, and then he slept all night (10:30pm-4:00am, which is all you can expect of a baby his age).
What a crazy kid.
Yesterday, he had a great day. He played, he smiled, he ate, and then he slept all night (10:30pm-4:00am, which is all you can expect of a baby his age).
What a crazy kid.
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