Around the House

Well this week around our house has not been our favorite at all. I haven't blogged a lot, I've been busy. The flu has circulated among us. It hasn't hit us all either, so we are hoping that we won't have another week of it. I really wondered when we would get it, cause EVERYONE around us has it. Yes we did get flu shots too. Although my doctor did tell me it doesn't prevent getting the flu, just the severe kind that hospitalizes you. (So here's hoping we don't get the chicken pox that is also circulating our ward-my kids have had the vaccination as well) 

It started last Monday, Ollie was acting a little grumpy. It threw us off. He is done with naps-kind of. So he'll still have an occasional grumpy day where we try and get him to take one to kinda "catch up"with life. So we didn't think much of it until we were all getting ready Tuesday morning to go visiting teaching. Yes, I get to take all three kids with me. It's lovely, cause my partner claims mornings are the only thing she can do. It's a long obnoxious story. Anyway, he started throwing up all over the kitchen floor. Fun times. Luckily it wasn't the carpet. Freaked Adam out a bit, he doesn't do well with throw up. I was in feeding Milo, so he was a little thrown off how to help him, when he was in his work clothes ready to leave. :) Gabe is a little dramatic, so she came in freaking out screaming Ollie was throwing up. 

So it was a day full of throwing up. He would throw up so much about every other hour. Poor boy. Then he would just want food. I would tell him no (knowing he'd just throw it up and needed liquids), but he'd insist. So I'd try some crackers, and he'd throw them up. I freak out, period, when Ollie gets a fever. It can cause another seizure. Plus the last time he had the flu, is when he had one. I know I'm paranoid, but I can't help it. It was a scary experience for us all. One I never want to experience again. So I don't leave his side when he's sick, and he's kinda babied. BUT really when your kid is sick, it's hard not to baby them. 

 

I did lots of wash this day. I finally grabbed my waterproof mattress pads, and put those under him, and just swapped those three out when he'd puke. He's not a good aim, cause he doesn't get that yet. He didn't want to puke in the pot. Luckily his only was a 24 hour thing. He didn't act too hungry for a few days after, but he didn't puke. 

 

This is the picture that Gabe drew Ollie so he'd feel better. It's of him throwing up. :) The little circles are the throw up on the kitchen floor. Daddy's face is pretty accurate too. 

When the rest of the week went by with out any incidents we thought we dodged a bullet. Then Saturday night Gabe said she had a tummy ache. When we put her to bed she was white as a ghost, so we automatically put the puking pot by her bed. She needed it about ten minutes later. She is a lot easier to deal with than Ollie. Poor thing was bawling though, asking if we could make it so she wouldn't throw up, cause she doesn't like to. Luckily puking lasted only through the night, but it was through the night. It was hard. We made both kids sleep in our room the night they were sick. We woke to Ollie blowing raspberries, and laughing at himself in his sleep. Pretty classically funny. Pretty sure even in his sleep he thought tooting noises were funny. Gabe just moaned and groaned all night. Poor thing. :( She woke up feeling better, but still under the weather. Today was the first day she felt good. Phew. Too bad Adam felt sick yesterday. Yes Adam. Poor guy still went to work and trucked it through the day. Mainly at his desk getting things done that he needed to. He never threw up, but had a few yucky days. So cross your fingers neither Milo or I get it. It was interesting just going to church with Ollie. I get one on one with him lots at home, just not at places. So it was kinda nice to just be with my little man. I had to teach a lesson so Milo stayed with Adam and Gabe. 

I do think Milo is teething though, so that adds to the joyous week. 

In fun pictures, Ollie is our "fix it" man. He gets in his gear, and grabs his tools and asks me what he can fix for me. I'll tell him the couch, or a chair, etc and he'll go hammer it. When he's done he announces he did it for me. Love him. 

Milo was his "helper". He just hung out and slobbered on all his toy tools, but Ollie didn't mind. 

 Ollie fixing one of his trucks. 

A Nice Long Weekend

We spent Monday hiking with the kids. The elementary school they will most likely go to is called Three Falls, named after these waterfalls that are on a hike close by. We couldn't hike all the way to them with the kids, cause it was a little too intense, but the canyon we hiked was amazingly cool. Included with lots of rocks to jump off and throw and a tunnel to climb through. 

We also brought food to have a picnic when we hiked up a ways. We were lecturing the kids on picking up their trash on the way out, and why it was important. Gabe pointed out there was a lot of trash that people hadn't picked up and that we should pick it up. We agreed and decided that we would try to pick up as much trash on the way out that we could. Love that our kids help us remember to do good things. Think we might need to make it our hike tradition. Good day with the fam. 

We bundled up at certain times, cause the wind got a bit chilly. 

 

The super cool tunnel used as part of a canal that you can climb in. 

Seven Months!

I really can't believe that he is already seven months. There hasn't been any huge changes or anything, but the month just flew by. He is sitting up well on his own. We are now starting to leave him that way when we sit him down. We still usually pile pillows around him though, cause he still hates sitting that way. When he's done sitting he'll just throw himself back to try and lay down. He's not sure yet how to get back to his tummy where he wants to be. He loves his tummy cause he can roll and reach and scoot backwards to try and get to where he wants to go. He now scoots himself backwards all over our floor. He ends up scooting under beds or the couch. He now also scoots in his bed and gets his legs stuck in between the bars, cause he can't go forward. It's a tricky new thing. 

This month has also been super hard for us. Milo has had yet another month where he has been sick. At the beginning of the month the doctor told us that his retracted ear drum was looking a lot better, and almost gone. So we had a few more days of crazy and then a few nice days. THEN ONCE AGAIN, we had some crazy nights. This means something is wrong. It's getting so old for us, can't imagine how this little man feels. We gave it a few days, and he stopped eating well, and stopped sleeping well in the day, which is the only good sleeping he does, so we took him in. We couldn't figure out what was up.  Our doc was busy, so we saw a PA, and she let us know no ear issues to worry about. Just a sore throat she said. So at first I felt dumb for bringing him in for a "cold", but I'm a little paranoid people. I can't help it. He's been sick forever. So we started trucking it through this sore throat. It got worse and worse. So last week rolled around and he was so horse that he started to sound croupy. And he was going on eleven days of this thing. I started worrying it could be strep. I've read and been told babies can indeed get it. So we took him back in. I couldn't ever get a good view of his throat to see myself. We went to the night clinic this time. The doctor was a jerk. She really was. I think she was stressed out, but she still was rude. She told me it was just his throat, not bacteria from strep. He sounded croupy, but he isn't wheezing so I shouldn't bring him in. (When Gabe had croup they told me to bring her in right away when I think she has it-so I thought I was supposed to) Anyway, she said she could swab his throat if I wanted, but it was just a viral thing and they are lasting for weeks right now. Usually they don't last that long, so it was good I brought him in, but I shouldn't have brought him in. She was odd. Oh well. So now we are still just working through it. He has horrid sleeping habits that are going to suck to break. I don't like letting him scream cause he's SO hoarse. 

*He is really loving all sorts of foods. He seems to like veggies better than fruit. Rice cereal is still his favorite. Even if what you feed him isn't his favorite, he still will eat some. He's pretty easy going. He likes to bite down on the spoon when you feed him. Sometimes I can't get it out of his mouth. 

*When he sees a bite coming he opens his mouth and his tongue goes in and out. It's pretty funny. 

*He's getting to be a pro with his sippy cup. It helps that he's had LOTS of practice having a sore throat, it's usually our go-to-thing to help him.

* He loves to twist his tongue in his mouth.

*He loves to talk and talk- "Ah ya da da da."

*Because he's been so sick, he kinda assumes I'm putting him to sleep when I feed him. It's been a fun habit to try and break. 

* He now puts him own binky in. It's been rather nice.

*I now walk in occasionally to find him sleeping on his tummy. I still think he prefers his side, cuddling his blanket.

*His sleeping is all sorts of messed up, hopefully by next month we will be in better shape. He still takes 3 naps in the day. His day sleep is so much better than his night.

*He never stops moving. When you hold him he is constantly turning in your arms trying to see things. He wiggles and squirms all over. He really would be a lot more happy if he learned to crawl, but I don't think I would. :) We are okay with him taking his time, cause once that happens, our lives will get more tricky.

*The older he gets, the more he looks like Adam to me. We watched our wedding video and all the pictures looked so much like Milo, we were surprised.

*If he has no binky he sucks on his pointer finger or thumb. He's had his binky lots with a sore throat.

Being sick is no fun.

I know food on the face pics really are only cute to the parents, but just so happens I am the parent and find him cute. 

Rolling under his crib to get stuff

Trying out sitting up in the tub with his brother. He loved it. 

This is a common thing for these boys. Ollie gives cuddles and Milo grabs his face and then they just laugh. 

Nobody can get him to laugh like she does. 

 

Taking a ride in Ollie's truck.