The one with a fuss head.

As my child got 4 shots yesterday, I forgive him, but my land today was looooooooong.

He wouldn't eat, sleep, or play. He didn't want to be held, rocked, put down, talked to, sung to, or bounce. He wanted nothing. Which I couldn't actually give him, so he basically spent his day crying and laughing. 

He just couldn't decide how to feel. He was happy, sad, mad, happy, mad, and then happy again all in about 10 seconds. Literally. 

This morning as I got ready and he fought sleep with everything in him he was watching Sesame Street. 

We watched a recorded Ellen from last week at one point today, it was probably the longest he was quiet and content all day long. And who can blame him? Ellen works wonders. I am proud. 

This was before his bath tonight. Super happy. However. Five seconds before this he was screaming, hence why we were even taking a bath. 

And then he cried the entire time he was in the tub. It lasted about 3 minutes. So I got him out and we went to get jams on. And this was him. 

Sorry for the overload. But you had to see. This was my entire day. Plus. I have to remind myself how much I love him because he's cute. Because that was sure tested today. 

See how swollen his sad legs are?? And yes. I pulled his socks up that far. Haha. 

Seriously. This was allllllll day long. All day. This was my first day of this stuff since I became a mom. I know it's only the first of many many more to come. And holy cow. I got nothing done. Absolutely nothing. I had laundry to fold, dishes to do, stuff to put away, tables to paint, errands to run, organizing to do, showering to do. I got some done after he finally went to bed, but the majority of my day was this: 

I do love him when he is so cuddly. And I know I won't regret trying everything in my power to make him happy today instead of cleaning and doing my whole giant list of stuff. 

However. I pray and hope soooo much that tomorrow he's back to feeling like his normal happy self. 

The one with a 4 month appointment.

Luca had his doctors appointment today. And Jose so conveniently had to work and left me all alone for a million shots. It was not pleasant. 

Luca didn't nap at all today, EXCEPT of course on the way to the doctor. So I so kindly had to wake him up undressing him to be weighed, and then stabbed. 

He gained some good weight though! 

13lbs 8.5oz. He is in the 10% percentile for weight. And the 85% percentile for height. He's 26 inches long!! He's so tall. It's hilarious. That's why he is so skinny minnie. My mom says that's how we all were. I still love my tiny babe. 

The dogs got some much much much needed hair cuts today. They look so much better with it all short. They hate the place though, the groomer had to drag them both in this time. And I'm heartless and just laughed. I'm a good dog owner. 

I made sweet potatoes for Luca today, another win! He loved them. This has moved up to the thing he's eaten the most of at once! Hooray! 

I used my beautiful food processor to slice these bad boys, and then steamed them and then puréed those fellas. 

He was so tired all day, and his sad little legs were hurting him so he took a bath and got some medicine and went to bed early! Which mom appreciated. 

He was too sad not to hold still. But he woke up when I put him down. Not a peep came out of him though, he just got comfy and fell back asleep. 

Last night I put him down, and left the room and he just squeaked and talked to himself for a little before falling asleep. He's my favorite.