I've started using a full face mask CPAP machine. I must admit that I have more energy. I don't get tired driving to and from work. The little screamer still wakes up during the night. I've got this routine down, but when a distraction happens, the crying just seems forever.
After J-Chub's 9-month appointment, we were told we could feed him regular food, minus peanuts and light on the omega-3s, We bought him chicken noodle. We mashed up the carrots, chicken and noodles, but he just was not taking it. We also started him on Gerber green beans, which he ate up the day before. We believe that his Hep-B and flu shot might've given him a bug. So, for maybe 7-8 days, he was literally peeing out his butt. We tried giving him as much water as he could take. We fed him normally for those days, but the only food he'd open his mouth for was Cheerios. I didn't enjoy it, but I would scoop some green bean and place a Cheerio on top. It worked for a while, but he knew he was being tricked. I really didn't like holding a Cheerio up to his mouth and putting a spoon full of green beans in. Each time, I gave him that Cheerio. The best part of this whole experience is that he didn't seem out of it. He did sleep a lot more, due to the fact that he was using all his energy to poop. The worst parts were each morning finding out that he pooped so much, it just got everywhere...his pajamas, blankets, toys, etc. You just need to be patient, and realize that your child is the one who is going through it. As a parent, you will support him, clean him, and tell him every day that he's going to be better.
Experiences help us get through it the next time it happens.
When I get home from work, he gives me a huge smile when he sees me. Coming home to my wife and son is a great feeling. Knowing you have a family to go home to. A little different when you were the child growing up and getting to hear the front door open when Dad and/or Mom came home from work. Now I'm the one that comes home and gets to relax with my loved ones.
I cherish every day that my wife stays home caring, raising, loving my son to pieces. It's not easy to do this, I could only imagine. Appreciate every day I get to teach my boy something new or old. I wish he'd let me hold him, instead of wanting to roll over and climb up my body, or play with my face.
:)