Peyton Loves Pooping for Daddy

Daddy Again:
Since Peyton was born, he has felt very comfortable with me. It seemed as though every time I held him, he would poop. I figured it was just coincidence since he pooped a lot. Lucky me.
It has continued to this day. I am a human laxative for Peyton. This is great, right?
Not when you are in Kohls looking for picture frames and decided that you would park between Best Buy and Kohls so that you didn't have to move the car when you wanted to move from Kohls to Best Buy. Of course you don't bring the diaper bag because what could happen in a matter of 15 minutes. &%^$ happens. I am carrying him through the store (we have not even reached the picture frame area) and i feel the vibration on my arm and it is pretty loud. Amy looks back at us and just laughs because it is so funny that he does it every time for me. We keep walking and it is one of those smelly varieties. Breastfed babies have sweet-smelling poops right...Oh yeah, they are surely sweet. They are not bad, but they have a certain odor to them. I am looking at the picture frames and looking around wondering who else smells it. We find a frame we like and I adjust Peyton in my arms as the arm muscles are getting tired. Then I figure out we have a bit of a problem. Daddy must have deflected all of the poop up and out of his diaper the way i was holding him. It is all over the back of his outfit. Remember, no diaper bag. We just start laughing. We find the picture frame and then move over to the baby department so we can buy an outfit to get him out of the soiled one. It was a beautiful fall day, temperatures in the 80's and all of the outfits we find are long-sleeved. We walk around every carousel of baby clothes and finally find one set that has a short sleeved onesie. We hurry to the cash register. I am holding Peyton away from my chest so i don't get the poop on my shirt, but i am trying to conceal the poop from anyone looking at us. Not an easy task and a Very DIRTY task. Thank goodness for baby wipes and hand sanitizer. We pay for our picture frame and outfits and head to the truck. My arms are shaking from holding him the way i am holding him and the truck is parked at the other end of the parking lot. We make it and change the outfit and diaper (some made it in the diaper after all). To put this into perspective, it was about a 6-wipe change. We throw the outfit into a plastic bag and dispose of the diaper and we have a clean baby again.
This past Saturday, we went to our weekly dinner destination, No Frill Grill, and we are waiting for a table to open up. We are standing outside and the vibration is felt again. I am now a little paranoid so i immediately turn him around to check his back...you guessed it...another blow out. Not nearly as bad (3-wipe change) with only a small spot on the back of the outfit. There i go with the diaper bag and Peyton towards the truck to change him. A couple minutes later and the 3 wipes later, he is a new baby ready to go watch his Mommy and Daddy eat dinner.
Signed,
Peyton's natural laxative

Mastitis

Daddy Here:
Last Wednesday Amy woke up and noticed that one of Peyton's milk jugs (her boobs) was very sore and hard. She scrambled around for answers. Where was the book from Birthing Class that gave her instruction on what to do? She burned through Google searching for anything she could do. She also set up an appointment at the doctor to get it checked out. It was Mastitis. Nobody wanted to put her on antibiotics because of the side effects that could find their way to Peyton. Instead, she found the Cold Pressed Castor Oil (Thanks Claudia!) and immediately soaked a rag with it and placed it on the infected boob. She also started taking Vitamin C and tried to feed or pump every hour and a half. At the end of the day, she was exhausted, but the boob was better. She beat the infection in a single day, or so she thought. Friday it reappeared and lasted through Friday night and into Saturday. We went out and bought the next ingredient in the battle against Mastitis, Echinacea. It was not helping. What would she do? Antibiotics are Bad, but severe Mastitis would be even worse. She kept on the same regimen as Wednesday with the addition of Echinacea, but it was not going away. She went to bed Saturday night disappointed. She woke up Sunday morning and it was gone again. We are proud to announce that it has stayed away and we are planning on keeping it away.
On a sidenote, the amount of Vitamin C that she was taking certainly did some exciting things with Peyton's Poop. Smelled different, looked different...OH MY!

Video

Sorry for the repetition of frames in the below video. I am still learning, but there is no stopping me now. Watch out Hollywood.

Peyton Laughing at Daddy

My Daddy is so Funny.

4 Month, 1 Week Check Up

It was time to go see Dr. Karp again. Oh No, I thought, this is where they jab me in the leg with that needle and expect me to be OK with it. I will quickly catch you up on my stats...
I am 25 3/4" long (75th Percentile) & 13 lbs 10 oz (25th Percentile)...long & lean!
Dr. Karp is very happy with the progress of Physical Therapy on my neck. This Thursday is my last Physical Therapy appointment so we can hopefully close that chapter. Everything else passed Dr Karp's inspection. I have finally learned how to smile and talk for her. I thought that if I smiled and talked to her enough, she would keep the needle-wielding nurse out of my room, but it didn't work. Here she came. I laid there looking at her with a look of dread on my face. I saw the blue case and i knew what it held...Stop right there i said. I don't think she understood and she kept coming closer. Then i noticed the Vaccine Shuffle. This is when Mommy quickly moves to the back of the room, Daddy gets close, grabs my hands and whispers sweet nothings in my ear. And then, here it comes. OUCH. Hey Nurse, what did i do to you? Normally, the Vaccine Shuffle and Nurse-induced jabbing is followed by the bottom lip being extended, face turning bright red, tears forming and then a scream that can be heard by anyone within a half mile of the doctor's office. Not this time. I turned red, daddy sang to me, kissed me all over my face, the nurse stepped back and I composed myself with no crying. Mommy and Daddy did not know what to think. Was it a delayed scream? Nope. I am getting to be a big boy with bigger thighs. Everyone was so proud. Daddy carried me out of the office and I sat there with my chest poked out, letting everyone know that I am a big boy now. Then i heard mommy and Dr. Karp talking about coming back next month...YIKES

Picture People

I have been going to the Picture People since I was 2 months old. Mommy and Daddy are trying to document each month of my life and they love the Picture People. If anyone is looking for a good way to get some pictures, the Picture People are it. Mommy and Daddy bought the card that gives you discounts and it has already paid for itself. It has taken some will-power...the first time they went in, for my 2 month birthday, they went overboard because they wanted everything. The last three times, they have been much better, spending less than $6 each time, but still getting a lot of pictures. Picture People have coupons for a free 8x10 or 10x13 each time we go so that is free and then we use the discount card to get more discounts. Enough of a sales pitch for Picture People...note that we are not sales people for Picture People, just love their services and prices. Here are some of the pictures.

Peyton at 2 months:




Peyton at 3 months:





Peyton at 3 1/2 months old (we couldn't help ourselves as we had another free coupon):



Peyton at 4 months (just this past Sunday):

Happy Birthday Pop Pop

Yesterday was my Pop Pop's birthday. I missed him terribly. He was enjoying his birthday in Aruba...enjoy your vacation...you definitely deserve it.
In celebration of his birthday and so I am ready for my first trip to Aruba in December, I went for a swim.

Me in my big green frog pool. Kinda looks like I am swimming in Kermit's mouth.


I love the water!


Gettin my hands and feet wet


What are you lookin at?


Can't a boy just lay around in his pool?


Here are some pictures of my first trip to Aruba...I can't wait to go back to see what everyone is talking about. I do remember a couple things about Aruba~~it is HOT and the Caribbean lobster tails from Sole Mare were to die for. It was a little dark in there...