2.0 is talking, moving, sleeping, and playing more and more like a toddler and less like a baby every day. I’m thrilled. He says “mama”, ” dada”, “yaya” (whatever that is), and “baba”. For the most part he’s in 18 months clothing, with a little lag in the leg length department. Mini Gwinn was the same way and now it seems like he’s all leg, so who knows.
Yesterday he had blood drawn for allergy testing and took it like the champ he is. We are armed with Epipens and waiting to hear back from the allergist. In the mean time I’m only feeding him the handful of foods we know he doesn’t have a reaction to. I’m pretty tired of giving him bananas, apples, raisins, zucchini, blueberries and acorn squash, so he must be bored out of his mind with the limited choices.
He still nurses five-ish times a day. I had mastitis last week and it made things a bit rocky in that department, but we are on the tail end of it all and back to normal.
I’m aware of the increasingly monotonous tone of this blog, but I’m just too tired to do anything about it. “Health, health, growth, mundane activities, emoting.” Maybe after I find out what’s going on with my health, and once mini Gwinn starts preschool, I’ll be back on track. Until then, welcome to snoresville.
The good news is the boys are cute and can distract from the text portion of this blog.
I hope you all are well and looking for the light at the end of the winter tunnel.