Carter went in for his two year check up and is healthy and strong. He's still a chart topper, coming in at the 95the percentile for everything. The pediatrician reminded me once again that he is the size of a three year old and that people will most likely mistake him for that and expect him to behave better and talk. He told me I would need to let people know he is only two. In actuallity I've been having to have this conversation with people since he started walking. Just the reality of having a big kid. Height: 37 1/4 inches Weight: 33.3 lbs FOC: 51 cm BMI: 16.98
Carter sleeping on the plane with his binkie and car blanket.
Carter is binkie free. We took away the binkie last Thursday. For the past 8 months he's only had it during naptime and bedtime. We've been meaning to take it away sooner but never felt the time was right, too many other changes happening. Once we got back from our trip we both felt it was time to say goodbye. We had a talk that went something like this.
Me: "Carter binkies are for babies. You are a big boy you don't need the binkie anymore." Carter: sobs and tears "whah" and then pleading.
Mike was the strong one, because after this I was useless, a sobbing mommy on the couch. I felt bad for Carter and was sad to see this last piece of him being a baby go away. Mike and Carter walked over to the trash and Carter threw it away. That was the last of the binkie. He cried for about three hours that night and for the past week has been getting up in the middle of the night crying. But each night it gets better and he is learning to live without it and I'm grateful.
While in Idaho Owen started to get his two front teeth. Seems that with each trip we make up there one of our children gets a tooth. Makes for a few rough nights sharing a bedroom. Right now he has three teeth, the two bottom and one top. The other top tooth is on the verge of coming through. He's also figured out he has teeth on the top and bottom and is beginning to grind them together. We are officially done nursing and Owen is on formula. The first week on formula was also the week we traveled. After three days he developed a rash/hives on his cheeks which then spread to his legs and stomach. He also came down with a cold. There were so many variables it was hard to know what was causing what. I decided to switch him to soy formula thinking that the hives were from the milk based formula, within two days on new formula it began to clear up. I had one of those moments of pure guilt, like I should have nursed him longer, I even contemplated pumping and building my milk supply back up. But I was done and really felt like it was time to stop for both of us. I'm glad the soy formula is working out for him and I really enjoy the convenience of Owen being able to hold his own bottle during feedings.
Another update on Owen, he had surgery Monday morning to have tubes put into his ears. When we got back into town I had a feeling he might have an ear infection. So at Carters appointment I had the pediatrician just look in Owens ears. Sure enough he did. It was his third one since January. So I called the ENT and got him in for a hearing test and ask about tubes. I thought I was being pretty aggressive not wanting Owen to have the hearing loss that Carter had before the tubes. Turns out my aggressiveness wasn't aggressive. The ENT agreed Owen was a good candidate. He also had some moderate hearing loss, an infection in one ear and negative pressure in the other. So we got him in for surgery in less than a week (our high deductible insurance plan starts over on July 1, so it was a race to get him in before then). Mike was really busy at work so I had a babysitter come in the morning to stay with Carter and I took Owen in by myself. His surgery seemed so much easier than Carters and he seems to be doing well. Today he just wanted to be held and snuggled. He hates the ear drops but loves the amoxicillin. I really feel like I haven't stopped in the past week.
Between dealing with the computer hard drive issues, unpacking, doctor appointments for everyone in the family, teaching RS, running errands and just being a mom I am beat. The ironic thing is that I am so tired I just can't seem to sleep. Just restless and full of anxiety. Not sure what else is going to be thrown my way, but I really do feel like we deserve a break. An uneventful week would do us some good.