So I have been a terrible blogger and I will just go ahead and throw the blame on Ollie. He is a terrible baby. Those are Clay's words not mine. I tell Clay "He's just in pain. We have to love on him." Regardless, the cries are a lot to handle, but the love isn't any less. That's what mommas do after all. Love through it all. We try anyways.
He is really a boy baby though. He looks like a boy and even acts like a boy. I have finally gotten use to opening up a diaper and seeing a little boy penis. And diaper changes might actually be easier than changing girl diapers. But I have been drilled by pee way more than Lola every did in the last 3 years of her life. He even sprayed poop all over me. Thanks Oliver.
Update: (This post has been written on a 3 week span)
He is a big eater and I am not able to keep up. He is getting 1 to 2 bottles of formula in a 24 hour period. I am not pumping during those times because it's okay with me that I can't keep up. The break has been nice. He will be 8 weeks old in 2 days and his outfit today is a 6-12 months BabyGap outfit. It's only a little big but some of the others just won't snap. He is too tall. 23 1/2 inches tall. Is that tall at his age? Lola was always 100 percentile in height. Me too until 5th grade- then I never grew again.
So the update is we have switched him to Nutramigen formula and it has been a huge help. Over the last week and a half- maybe longer now- we have seen a continued improvement every day. And today has been the first day that he has been WONDERFUL all day long. It's only 3 p.m. but the difference today is night and day. I have managed to pick up the whole house, do laundry, make beds, get Lola and I ready, enjoy a two hour lunch with Laura and Aubrey at CFA and now back home blogging while he sleeps! First time since he has been born having a day like today. Oh and we were on time to CFA! I hope this is the normal and Oliver is destined to be happy after all. :)
I am beginning to think Oliver might be a funny little comedian. I can't wait to start seeing his personality sprout. He is pretty laid back when he is happy. Lola is awesome with him and she has more patience than Clay and I do sometimes. She loves him and it's obvious in the way she loves on him.
He isn't cooing and smiling as much as his sis was at this point but boy when he does, it is so darn cute. I could sit and stare at him forever. And I pretty much do when I can! My house is messier than ever, Lola and I have way more germs on us, and we never have groceries. I believe I have scared a few people about having two children, but it is GREAT when Oliver is happy. It's just the colic that makes it the real challenge- so for those who are about to have your second or even third or fourth- just pray for happy babies! Lola spoiled us with her happy demeanor from day one! Way to go Lola. :) Speaking of Lola- she cracks me up. She is so funny with him. Man- I bet she aggravates the snot out of him as he gets older. She is very smart- and that may not always be a great thing. (Laughing) Since I do have such an active 3 year old who thrives on quality time I have been trying hard to take moments in the day and do something with just us and no Oliver like bake, play games, color, ride her bike, chalk, backyard pool- but then again, I also want to try and do fun things with her outside of the house and bring Ollie too. I have to become a pro at the two kid thing. You know what would make it easier? If it weren't so darn hot already. I could really live somewhere that didn't get above 90 degrees. Parks would be easier if Oliver could catch a bit of breeze and Lola wasn't burned by the hot slides... kids don't seem to care though. Just me.
Okay picture time. I am taking way more from my phone these days. And in one month I took 650 on my phone. Here are the latest: