| June 28, 2002 - Today, I have to see the doctor. Let's see if I gain any more weight.. Oh I'm doing good! Weight - 10lbs 8oz 75% (growth chart) Height - 22 3/4" 90% (growth chart) Head - 38cm 50% (growth chart) Mom is so happy about my weight. The doctor said Mom and I could sleep through the night now. But, I think Mom will have to wean us both off the night shift. Dad's friend Mr. Osuna and his wife came over today. They brought us a gift from Puerto Rico. June 29, 2002 - Mom let me sleep 4 hours last night. She had to wake me up at 7:30! I was sound asleep. Dad was up watering the yard. He's upset that the weatherman knows nothing. Dad took me outside on the porch to watch the Rain Train. I fell asleep again on my tummy on Dad's tummy. When Mom got me, the left side of my face looked like Dads shirt. Ooo, I just really made a mess in my diaper! Gotta go!!! I'm back. I'm making lots of noises and trying to talk to Mom and Dad. It is really fun! Everytime I wake up, or woken up, Mom and Dad are there watching me strech, make noises, and grin! They just laugh and giggle at me. So I humor them and grin... June 30, 2002 - I'm not sleeping all night yet, but I'm closer. I'm getting whiner during feedings. Mom is calling the doctor today. Not sure what is wrong. Mom gets me up and burps me and then I feed some more, but then whine again. July 1, 2002 - Oooo, just 3 more days till the 4th. Dad said it is goig to be awesome. Sleep alot at night. Not all night, but much more. Mom had her doctor appointment today. We waited a long time, cut into my feeding schedule. That's not cool. Dad poked and teased me today. He likes that stuff. Loves to tickle my tummy and sides, even when I'm trying to eat. It sprinkled a little today and I got wet on the forehead. I tried to stick my tongue out and get some, but I didn't. Dad says my hair is turning rust color. He holds me up in front of the mirror, but I can't tell. I'm really moving my arms and legs more. But the more I swing my arms around, the more I hit myself in the head. I've got to control that. July 2, 2002 - I'm doing a little better at night. Not much longer and I'll be an all nighter! Mom will be happy. Dad was up early again doing yard stuff. But when he came in, he let me know it. He just called my name over and over again. When he found me, he tickled me all over. For lunch I helped Dad get the grill going. They're having grilled hot dogs. After lunch, Dad and I took an hour nap. Well, it's 10:300pm and I'm up feeding with Mom. Dad had me when Mom went to bed around 8:00pm. We talked a lot. Well, Dad mostly babbled. I couldn't understand him, so I smiled and grinned. Mom is chaning my diaper and getting ready for bed. So, I have to go.... July 3, 2002 - I'm going through a growth spurt now, so I'm waking mom up to feed alot. I have cradle cap...looks like I have dandruff. It is because my head gets hot. It doesn't hurt. Dad is calling me dandruff man. July 4, 2002 - Happy Fourth of July Everybody! July 5, 2002 - I'm spitting up a lot more than I used too. I spit up all over dad's Yahoo shirt today. Mom thought it was pretty funny. July 6, 2002 - Mom gave me a bath. I didn't cry at all this time. My cradle cap is getting better. July 7, 2002 - Mommy and I are still fighting thrush. I'm on my refill bottle. I sure am very active, if I'm awake. I'm sleeping alot during the day. Dad tries to wake me up, but I just fall back asleep. But I still have my legs and arm just moving away. Mom took me out back to see Dad grill the steaks. We even talked to the folks next door. I'm still spitting up a lot too. I guess I'm over full! July 8, 2002 - I spit up on dad again today. This time he had on his green shirt. I've also discovered my hands. About an hour before mom feeds me, I start sucking on my hands, mostly the left one. I'm also smiling a lot. Mom and dad think that is pretty cool. They are constantly trying to get me to smile. Dad and I played on the porch tonight. I moved my arms and legs all over the place. I thought I was running for a long time. It's bed time now and Dad put me down in my crib. I'm getting too big for the bassinet. July 9, 2002 - The crib was cool. Mom jumped up a few times while I talked in my sleep. Guess she thought I needed help. I was sleeping. Dad fed me a bottle last night. It was a lot and I dozed right off to sleep. I'm still playing with my hands today. Boy are they getting slippery! Dad and I smiled at each other a lot today. Just grin all day. I'm still taking my thrush stuff, yuck!!! Now, it's time for bed and Mom is feeding me. I'll be asleep shortly. July 10, 2002 - Another play day. I did a lot of rolling back and forth from my tummy to my back. I'm able to go from tummy to back all by myself, but not back to tummy. Actually, I don't want to. Mom and Dad keep trying to. Dad's feeding me every once in awhile with a bottle. Not a whole lot. My thrush is about gone from my tounge, but I have a sore inside my right cheek. Looks like I bit it, but I have no teeth yet! Page 5 |
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