Eight Months

Happy eight months, little mama. You’re in the second percentile for weight! Believe it or not, this is an improvement. You’re crawling now, so your daddy and I need to step up our babyproofing efforts (i.e., no more whiskey on the bottom shelf). You go from tummy to sitting or standing with ease. You love to cruise around the perimeter of your play yard while hollering for someone to rescue you. George is still very protective, but he keeps his distance given your penchant for hair pulling. You almost always look surprised. I think it’s your eyebrows. Though you drool and […]

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Six and Seven Months

Happy seven months, little mama. You weigh twelve pounds, fifteen ounces, give or take a poop. You finally doubled your birth weight during your sixth month. You’ve sprouted rolls on your wrists, dimples on your knuckles and an amazing double chin. Your daddy and I rarely call you by your given name. It’s a terrible habit, and I’m afraid you’ll grow up thinking that your name is “baby” or “mama” or worse, “tummy tiiime!” You love your feet so much that you sucked the skin off the side of your big toe. Now that you’re standing (supported) and sitting (unsupported), you […]

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The Short, Vol.5

Baby’s first drive thru car wash. Mesmerized. Lauren’s most recent stool sample still showed an elevated level of calprotectin, which points to inflammation in her intestines. I stopped eating dairy a month and a half ago, and now I’ve added soy and strawberries to the list. Brian is pleased, as I’ve started cooking again. It seems that even I cannot survive on barbecue flavored potato chips alone. One of Brian’s best qualities as a father is his willingness to taste whatever Lauren eats. This includes breastmilk (okay), Alimentum (horrible, truly horrible), medications (some sweet, some sour) and Lauren’s feet (sweaty). We […]

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Five Months

Happy five months, little mama. This post is six days late, but the photo was only five days late! So there’s that. This month was a doozy. You stopped gaining weight toward the end of April and got a G-tube on May 6. The results have been mixed, but you now weigh 11 pounds and change. Your cheeks are chubbier and your thighs are chunkier. I always thanked my lucky stars for how little you spit up, but I’ve since realized that you simply weren’t eating enough. Now you spit up at the drop of a hat. I much prefer […]

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When Your Baby Is in the ICU

This is a story about the time we took Lauren to the pediatrician and didn’t come home for five days. It is also a cautionary tale about why you should always shower before you take your kid to the doctor, no matter how early the appointment. Lauren’s two month well baby visit was scheduled for a Monday morning in March. The pediatrician’s office is about five minutes from our house, so I thought we’d be gone for an hour, max. “I’ll just shower after the appointment,” I said to myself. Oops. Everything was going according to plan, until the doctor listened […]

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