Miles is crawling all over the place and sitting up from lying at night time mostly. He is also teething and in a lot of pain. It's so sad. I'm starting to give medicine again to help him. I'm hoping it helps at night because we've had two horrible nights of him being so restless and just crying and I didn't know why. Did I mention that the baby phase is not my favorite?
Today I had another choking scare with Miles. We were all eating apple and I heard the choking sound. I picked him up and started back blows. I looked at him and there was no air movement. I kept up the back blows and he was trying to cough. I kept at it wondering when I should call emergency. He started to vomit as I kept up the back blows and Julian was praying, "Dear Jesus, Thank you for Miles. Please help him to stop vomiting." I on the other hand was thankful that he vomited and was better. My heart was racing for a while.
I thought it was so interesting in the "Baby Led Weaning" book that babies don't choke because they're gag reflex is sensitive and closer to the opening of their mouths. I noticed that Julian did great with it. Miles has done great with table food, but I didn't give him only table foods like I did with J. He's choked 3 times now (2 bad ones) and I'm starting to think I don't like this. It's horrible to think that he could die over something stupid. Babies and kids are really walking miracles, aren't they?
The worst thing that happened last week is that J started out with a tummy bug on Monday. He vomited 3 times in one night and needed the entire bed stripped and changed those 3 times. I held my breath for 2 days and thought we were in the clear until Wednesday night when I started. Dan and Miles started Thursday morning and boy was that horrible. I wanted to ask everyone and their brother for help, but what do you ask? You can't ask, "can you take my kid?" because they'll get it. Ugh. We survived!
Julian is such a sweet and good kid but knows my buttons. I'm losing it most days. Snatching, ignoring me, throwing a tantrum over the stupid tv, hurting Miles (M doesn't notice it), screaming and more screaming, and telling me how he's going to shoot me/pour fire on me/burn me/gun me/sword me (but I don't react, but it KILLS ME) are all my buttons. How can this precious boy be so aggravating? For real, I look at him and think, you're a normal boy, but really sensitive and caring...so why the hell are you trying to say you want to hurt me with guns and swords and why do you want to butt heads with M and smash his hands with your feet or toys? I know sibling rivalry exists, but I'm not ready to let the baby be taken out yet. I told J that he is teaching M how to be a bully and that his baby brother is going to really get him when he's older. J does get sweet and then does a lot of nice things for M, but this is all new for me and I just don't know what to do. I am thankful that they like to play together...well, that J is interacting more with M and M can move around and play. Those 2 crawling through tunnels was awesome!
Julian is starting to talk a bit kiwi with saying something is really great, but without excitement in his voice. Yesterday I had carrot cake for dessert and he was so excited that he was about to pop out of his chair. He was saying, with all enthusiasm, "I really, really love carrot cake. It's my most absolute favoritist (Thank you Dan for the grammar here). Thank you for thinking of me Mommy. I really, really, truly am thankful." ha ha. All over carrot cake. I mean, who doesn't love cream cheese frosting? ha ha.
Julian's 3rd birthday party is scheduled for the 11th with his birthday twin, Mia. We're very excited to celebrate with them again at the same Playcentre, but it's a 40 minute drive, so we'll see how many friends from here show up.
I should mention the neighbor girls again. The younger girl, Georgia, is Julian's BFF. He honestly loves her as much as our own family. He has prayed for her and her sister EVERY DAY since Dan was in Spain in February 2014. He always asks about her and if she is back from school, if she is coming over today, or if she has sports practice or anything. I never have an answer if she's coming, but she pops over at least twice a week. Last week he saw her walking to school (not a normal occurrence) and he bawled. He missed her so much. Last week he was also singing "you are my sunshine" at the top of his lungs. After he was finished, I asked him, "who is your sunshine?" He said Georgia and I felt sad that it wasn't me. Selfish. Where did my #1 fan go? Why is Mommy being replaced so quickly? ha ha. It's so cute, but his little heart is bursting (to the extent with many tears when saying goodbye) with love for our wonderful, sweet Georgia.
Random Julian thing, he likes to sing theme song to his favorite cartoons and was pretty happy when he got more than half of "Dinosaur Train"'s intro. He said, "I'm really good at this mommy. I did it perfectly. You taught me how to do it perfectly." ha ha.
My heart bursts with love for these boys
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