KB: 5 Months

Our scrawny 6 pounder has suddenly turned into a 16 pound chunkster with a skinny waist and the chubbiest of thighs. He’s 5 months old. 5 months. That’s almost 6 months. 6 month olds eat and crawl and talk and go off to college. Right?

I can not get enough of this little dude. He’s my everything; my whole life; there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to make him smile.

Ready for a photo dump of cute overload? Here you go:

Clearly I couldn’t pick just one.

See that big, wide-mouthed smile up there? That’s when Daddy walked into the room. This boy sure loves his pops.

Mom’s not to bad in his book either. I mean, she feeds him every 2 hours, hangs out with him all night long, and he cries when she leaves the room. Might just be a mama’s boy after all.

I have a feeling descriptions like rambunctious, inquisitive, and “a handful” are in our near future. Kabes stares at everything with such determination and curiosity. Most of the time he seems furious he can’t move to get to whatever’s caught his eye at the moment.

He’s mastered the back to tummy roll and is showing a preference for curling up on his side to sleep. Of course he makes it to his tummy and gets all kinds of pissed off because he can’t remember how to roll the other way.

We spent the better part of the last month fighting to get him feeling better. I researched the heck out of things and then went to battle. We fought for better medicine. We fought for a better dose. We fought for a better diagnosis. We fought for insurance coverage. We fought for drug availability. We fought for pharmacies who could compound the medicine correctly.

And then we took matters into our own hands. It’s pretty much a baby pharmacy up in here, mixing medicine and dosing it all day long. Do I like pumping my baby full of drugs? No. Does it seem to be helping? Yes. Will I keep looking for another solution? Of course.

Right now we’re sticking with the diagnosis of silent reflux and adding in pyloric spasms. {His stomach spasms which hurts and wakes him up.} We’re also still looking at food intolerances or anything else that could be the route cause of all this, besides just an immature digestive system. Poor guy. He’s a trooper though. And I’m happy to report he’s feeling much better!

Just to round things out, I ended the month with a bout of mastitis that was seriously NO FUN. Anyone who’s had it will confirm that.

But it’s all ok because I see this delightful face every.single.day. LOVE HIM.

So let’s get down to it, simple style:

Nicknames

Kabes, KB, Ky, Ky Ky, Bug, Stinker, Stinker Bug, Booger, Boog, Boo Boo, Sug, Sugar, Baby

Firsts

Grass!

Rolling back to front

Sitting {just about on his own- although I wouldn’t walk away at this point}

Grabbing his toes

Loves:

Climbing on mommy like a jungle gym

Daddy

Anything red or brightly colored

Baths

Drooling

Putting everything in his mouth, especially my face {he lunges after it mouth first}

Bouncing

 

Hates:

Sleeping

Being put down abruptly

Mommy walking away

Loud noises {who does?!}

Getting dressed after a bath

I had to call in reinforcements for his monthly pictures this time around- kiddo wanted to crawl right on out of the chair. Oh my.

   

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