PT Tuesday

The big news today is that William transferred a toy from one hand to the other! You go, Willie! To be honest, I cannot recall when either of the Two Oldests did this, or if I was even aware that they'd done it. It just wasn't on my radar to pay attention to those minuscule little achievements that are so major and happy making when Jack does them. If I had the energy I would spend some time feeling guilty about the fact that I don't know this. But I don't have it, so I won't do it! And really, knowing how I was back then, it may very well be written in their daily baby journals somewhere. I keep spying that box labelled in bold black Sharpie sitting there within reach on a shelf every time I go into the garage "KIDS JOURNALS." I am sorely tempted to get it out and take a trip down memory lane. The problem is that I don't have the time right now, and if I do get it out, then it will wind up somewhere else and I won't remember where. No, better to let that dusty box lie a few more months until life is quieter. At least I will know where to find it! Anyway, the point being, Willie transferred a toy from one hand to the other and it made me so, so very happy! It was a high that lasted for hours, over something so simple! And you have to know that I bragged about it to every one I spoke to either in person or on the phone!

The other news is that when Willie is lifted by his arms, he no longer has "complete head lag." Yep, he brings his head along with him! In the reverse action, when he's being lowered by his arms, he keeps his head up and over his shoulders instead of the top of his head being the first thing to meet the floor like it was just a month ago!

In other news, he has been eating the Enfamil Pro-Sobee for a week now, and while he is still a little more prone to spit up, his little bowels have figured out their purpose in life and he is not constipated anymore. His poopies are soft and mushy now like they should have been all along. He still curls up into a C shape and gets all red in the face when he poops, but that's just typical baby stuff!

And in other other news, I guess I'm ready to pack up the breast pump. It's been at least a week since I have pumped. It's just not happening. Once the factory shut down at four months no amount of herbs, guzzling water, and pumping every two hours was going to get it back. I know - I tried! But still, I am having trouble bidding adieu to this idea of breast feeding, or at least lacking that, giving him pumped breast milk. So I am trying to focus on what went right instead. First off and most significantly, I got to have another baby. We got to have those three days of semi-successful actual nursing from the breast. I was able to provide him with breast milk for four whole solid months. He is healthy and thriving and gaining weight. So why is this monolith of a pump still sitting here? I don't know. Maybe today is the day to pack it away. Maybe I can sell it on e-bay or Craig's list.