As a side note: Every always talks about the baby eating in the same terms you would talk about a farm animal. "He feeds every three hours." or "He's feeding right now". Every time we talk about his feeding I imagine Nathaniel doubled over a trough while I throw slop in and watch him dig in. Which, to be honest, is too far. When he gets hungry I can hear him gulping from feet away.
Last night we were disgruntled when I fed him a bottle at 3:30 a.m. and he wouldn't go back to sleep, like at all. He fussed and every time he got close he began to get real angry. The way he was acting made me think he was having stomach problems. He finally calmed down around 12:00 and slept. We did some internet searching and found that broccoli is a food that often gives babies stomach problems. We had broccoli last night. Newman was right all along, vile weed!
Sometimes he likes to practice his "Home Alone" look. We think all the earthquakes have him worried and he is practicing the "duck and cover, covering the head with your arms" position.
LONG JOHNS!
I made the mistake of getting too close to his territory and he issued a baby challenge. Apparently a baby will defend its territory by challenging the new comer by opening their mouth as wide as possible to demonstrate which baby has better feeding capacity.
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