Breathing treatments

Drew is sick again and they still don't know what he has. After a weekend of a on and off fever and then a night of nonstop coughing and then wheezing, I took him back to the doctor on Tuesday. They did a few test that we'll have to wait a few days to find out the results, and then they put him on breathing treatments. Well picture walking out of the doctor's with a machine that you have to hook your baby up to every four hours and make them inhale vapors of medicine....not fun. Drew hates it, although he's not fighting it as bad as he did the first time, he still doesn't want the mouth piece over his face. Is it helping? Who knows! We have to go back next week and hopefully by then they will know what's wrong with him and he can stop the breathing treatments.

Drew meets a girl and can't keeps his hands out of his mouth

This weekend Drew had a chance to meet a girl his age, well she's a few weeks older than him and she lives in California, but she was in town visiting her grandma. The first few minutes they looked at each other and smiled and made funny sounds. Then Drew tried to touch her hand and she cried. After that, she was done with him. I hope he doesn't always have that effect on girls. Anyway, here's a photo of Drew and Ella together.

Drew is trying to get teeth and in the process, everything must go in his mouth. I guess that gives him some relief, but he's gotten to the point where he will try to put both hands in his mouth. Here's a video of me trying to keep his hands out of his mouth and him getting really mad...it might seem mean, but it was really funny!

Sick little boy

So it's been a while since I last posted. Things have been very busy. Mike's dad was in town again from Florida last week and we had a great time. Drew loves hanging out with them. They watched Drew for a few days, which gave the sitters a break (I'm sure they appreciated it.)

Drew is now trying to crawl. He does this silly move where he lifts up his butt and pushes forward on his forearms....it's kind of like that move soldiers do in boot camp while crawling under the wire fences, but either way he's starting to move. He also loves the sound of his own voice. He's discovered that he can make different noises and get different reactions. If he screams really loud, mommy comes rushing to him and then he giggles. If he makes a low moan, daddy makes funny faces at him and then he giggles, if he makes a long-drawn-out howl the dog comes over to him and he giggles.....you get the idea.

Monday night Drew started acting funny. He wasn't his loud-happy self. He had a small fever and spent most of the night awake crying. I took off work Tuesday and took him to the doctor, what a nightmare!!! What I thought would be a short visit, turned in to more than three hours of test, turns out my little man has a virus. He'll be fine after taking his medicine for a few days, but let me tell you having him sick is not fun, I'd much rather be the sick one, he's so little and helpless and it makes me feel so bad. But luckily it's nothing serious. The good thing about the doctor visit is we found out our chunky boy is now 17 pounds 2 ounces.....WOW!

Feeling lucky...

This weekend we had a family picnic with all my mom's side of the family. It was nice and the rain held off just long enough for Drew to be the center of attention and get love and attention from all his aunts, uncles and cousins.

Drew was great all day. He didn't cry and he wasn't fussy and he entertained everyone with his smiles and giggles. I started to think how lucky I am to have such a happy baby. When Drew was younger, he had his moments, like when we tried to take him to a restaurant or to Target, but over the last few months he's been great. He can go to the store, a restaurant or even just to visit someone and he's great. Doesn't get fussy or upset. He usually laughs, plays and then falls asleep. I use to feel like I couldn't take him many places, because "what if," what if he got fussy, what if he started to cry, I just didn't want to deal with that and be that parent with the crying baby. But now I feel very thankful that that phase has passed and Drew is happy and loves going places, like the zoo, and can be happy and content for hours just watching everything. I guess it's true what people have been telling me...he's just nosy like his mom!

First visit to the zoo

We took Drew to the zoo for the first time on Saturday. He was pretty excited to see the animals. And although he's still pretty little, he seemed to enjoy it. And he now has a new stuff monkey to remember his visit.

A dip in the pool

Wednesday we took Drew swimming for the first time. It started out great. Mike got in the pool with him, I snapped a few photos and then I got in with him. Mike got out and decided he'd do something to make Drew laugh. He jumped into the pool, making a big splash, intending to see little man giggle at his daddy's big splash. Instead the splash scared the heck out of Drew, who began crying and wanted out of the water right away. So our first swim didn't go so well....maybe next time.

Baby Genius

I’ve always said that my child will be smart. Smarter and more advanced than most children. When Drew was born a preemie, I was told that he’d be behind for the first year or two. I was ready to accept that, but in the back of my mind, I was hoping they were wrong. He’s now doing everything on schedule, holding his head up, rolling over, cutting teeth, so I’m beginning to think there’s nothing to worry about. I’ve now told myself that he will be a normal, on schedule child. But lately he’s amazing even me. I now feel he’s a little baby genius. At exactly six months old today (or I guess it was technically in between yesterday and today since he was born on the 31st) he’s mastered the art of turning on his singing Elmo toy that is attached to his car seat. The last few days while riding with him in the car, I’ve heard the toy go off, figuring he hit it by accident or something. But today I watched him. I put his car seat in the car and then watched him for a minute. He grabbed the toy and hit it until hitting just the right spot to make it start singing. The entire car ride, he continued to hit it every time it stopped playing. I tell you, the kid is a genius and I always knew he would be!