Holy cow! We have a 2 month old! And that is something we are so impossibly grateful for. In one sense it seems like it took forever to get here yet it was just in the blink of an eye, truly. We love you, Evan. Thank you for the past 2 months, and especially the past 2 weeks at home. Life is good… and very busy.
On Saturday, Evan got to meet his cousins Jacob and Morgan as we hung out with Aunt Kate at the Kalamazoo
Air Zoo. Plenty of rides for the kids to run around like idiots with a really big expansion of wartime memorabilia. Of course the pricing structure changed so it will cost at least $8 instead of free but still a good deal, especially in the winter or on rainy days. We later took the kids to a “big fancy restaurant” known as Chili’s and absolutely devoured some chips and salsa. Thanks for making the drive to hang out in the ‘zoo!
Within a year, our local group of friends all had children. Our fun group which would get together for karaoke contests and bonfires now all have a little baby friend to contend with. How great it is that they will all grow up together but how much more rare (at least at this stage) will our get-togethers as a group be.
And that’s not even counting Round 2 of babies. Now THAT will be quite crazy. Evan is the baby of the group and since we round it out, Bill wanted to get everyone together for a big breakfast. 12 adults and 6 babies. We wanted to walk in with all the carseats and watch the waitstaff freak out. He went and reserved a section on Wednesday for 11 am Sunday breakfast. Mental note: even if you are in line by 11, if there is a large group ahead of you who didn’t make a reservation but threatens to walk, the hostess will give your section away – even if you tell her “hey that’s for our group – we are all coming” she will just look at you and say “oh but they are going to leave” and pass it along. Que? I had zero sympathy watching them scramble to put a section together for us. They wanted to split us up but the whole point is to be a ridiculous group. And we certainly were.
Back row: Natalie (Dec 2010), Joel (Aug 2010), Kathleen (Oct 2010)
Front row: Logan (June 2011), Caleb (May 2011), Evan (July 2011)
We also had a cardiologist appointment on Monday. His weight was 10lb 7oz (but with pants and a full diaper on) and his length was measured at 23.5″. Eavy was very cooperative and didn’t barf all over the place unlike last week. Small victories. 🙂 Evan started having some rather juicy-sounding coughs on Friday and we went to the Pediatrician on Saturday who said his lungs sounded clear so don’t worry. Well, we mentioned this to Dr. Fountain-Dommer on Monday and she said that Evan could be aspirating some of his food. This could come from when he is eating or during some reflux episodes. Not something we wanted to hear. Does that mean he will need to go back on the tube? Ugh. So she scheduled a swallow study for next Thursday, prior to his next cardiologist appointment. From there, they will be able to determine what exactly is going on. I also turned in some additonal breastmilk samples so hopefully I am still making some Grade-A quality milks.
Visiting nurse came by on Wednesday and weighed Evan at 10 lb 5 oz (with only a clean diaper). I’m a little irritated with the Home HealthCare services. The past 3 of 4 visits have not been when they said they would be, and it stinks to wait around at home and anticipate the call only to hear nothing. Last week they said they were coming on Tuesday, but Tuesday came and went with no call, no show. Wednesday morning they called 1.5 hours before they wanted to show up (it kinda works like Comcast –
they give a day they are going to show up and then on that day they call 10-90 minutes ahead of time to give you a heads up.) It’s kinda annoying and I really don’t know what the point is but whatever. Anyway, after a massive barf Wednesday night, we decided to give Evan a bath. Evidently it was a truly terrifying experience. You just have to
watch the movie. He never cried, but his eyes screamed sheer horror. Clearly it was baby torture time. Wednesday was also Evan’s 2-month birthday. Happy day, bud.
Thursday was our 2-month well baby checkup at the Pediatrician. This time Evan weighed 10lb 1.5 oz nekkid. I know the scales are inconsistent so I’m not sweating those numbers but it’s like why collect the data if you can’t properly compare, you know? With that weight, it puts Evan at the 10th percentile. Yucky. His height is in the 75th percentile (y’all know baby boy is going to be tall) and his head circumference is in the 15th percentile. Which I think is funny because we haev a hard time finding hats to fit his noggin. We have a long thin baby on our hands. Come on little guy. Fatten up like a big ole turkey. I want triple chins for Thanksgiving! Dr. Dodson listened to his lungs and agreed that they sound clear (not crackly) but that there was a little bit of wheezing so she gave Evan a nebulizer treatment. He seemed to take to it very well (after some additional baby torture eyes) and is blood oxygen levels improved from 80% to 89%. He seemed to be able to cough material out easier as well. We went home with one and picked up a prescription and have orders to use it when he has a coughing fit or appears to be using more effort to breathe. We go back on Monday for a follow-up.
Meanwhile, Bill’s family is on their way moving up to Kzoo from Florida in order to help us out with Evan. Don’t worry Nana! Pretty soon you will be able to see your little bear as much as you want. Here’s to a busy weekend of moving!
