All smiles

This last week Seth has started to smile more frequently. Sometimes he almost laughs which makes me laugh. Such a sweetie.

But we're also all smiles after surviving this weekend after realizing that Seth is allergic to milk-based formula. Now he only gets 1-2oz. of formula per feeding on average, the rest is me. Initially we used soy-based formula which worked fine. Then I was sent 2 sample cans of Enfamil milk-based formula, which I thought I'd try. After 5 days, suddenly Seth's body reacted. Started with partial swelling of hands and fingers on Sat. afternoon, by 9am Sunday, he had red blotches under his chin, all over his arms, and a blotch on one thigh. Even the tops of his ears were red and slightly puffy. Scary for a first-time mom. Originally I thought he was bit by a bug because only one hand was puffy and I saw 2 little red dots near his wrist. But by Sunday morning's discovery I figured it had to be the formula. We immediately stopped using it and got more soy-based. The redness almost immediately faded and by this morning you can't even tell it happened. Guess these are the things that you only find out by trying them.

Posing for the camera

Yesterday I thought I'd check to see if the hat and sweater made by Great Grandma Hammersmith fit Seth yet. It did! It fit perfectly. We thought he looked too cute not to capture it with the camera. Enjoy!

Happy Birthday to Grandpa James today!

Happy Halloween!

Seth was pretty sleepy tonight, but here he is in his jack-o-lantern hat and his "I Love Mommy" onesie.

Today Seth went for his 2 Month check-up and immunizations. It went well. The pediatrician said he was perfect and beautiful. He screamed more during the general exam than he did during the shots. He stopped screaming as soon as the shots were over. He was so brave! :)

And of course, the moment we've all been waiting for: his weight. His weight was 9lbs. 9oz. YAY! He gained 3lbs. since his weight check on Sept. 24.

I will post a photo of him in his Halloween garb...whatever that ends up being.

And yes, today is my birthday. So I appropriately dressed Seth in his "I Love Mommy" onesie. Not sure if he was really loving me during his shots though. ha.

8 weeks!

Not my best photo, but Seth was cooperating.

Tomorrow Seth will be 8 weeks old. Since we are taking a trip to see Grandma for the day, I'm posting today. We thought it would be a good idea that daddy get a good night's rest before his big PE exam on Friday. So, we're spending the night at Grandma's tomorrow night. Please pray that Evan's test would go well. He is not feeling confident at this point. It would be nice for him to pass it and not have to worry about it anymore.

Last week I think Seth was going through a growth spurt of some kind. He wanted fed every 2 hours. This was nearly impossible for me to keep up with (as far as nursing goes) so on Saturday I started to supplement with formula. If I can only get 2oz. pumped, I add 2oz. of formula to it. Luckily all the nursing triggered my body to make more, so I only had to give him formula here and there. This seemed to keep him content a little longer and although most of the night he seemed to be most happy sleeping on my chest, he slept for 5 hours straight a couple of times. Nice! Now we're waiting for the first poop. He hasn't gone since Sunday, so it should be a big deal when it happens. I was concerned at first, but then I read that a change in his diet could trigger a change in the number of bowel movements initially and that his regular pattern will return. He has gone 4 days before, so I'm not totally freaking out yet.

Halloween is next week. Not sure what Seth will be. What I am sure of is that he will not be in a good mood. He is getting his first round of immunizations on the 31st. Lucky him. That will be my most unpleasant birthday gift...watching my son get shots. So his demeanor that night will determine if Mom and Dad take him out for a birthday meal. We've considered wrapping him in aluminum foil and taking him to Chipotle for free burritos. Guess we'll wait and see...

Just catching some R&R...it's a rough life!

I've been tagged

My "woomie" Sarah from the days in Orlando tagged me.

Job's I've held:
1) Receptionist (answering phones & filing) at my grandparents Jeep and marine dealership (no longer in business)
2) Natural Wonders sales assoc.
3) Graphic designer
4) Stay-at-home Mom

Places I've lived:
1) Malvern, OH
2) Cincinnati, OH
3) Orlando, FL
4) Lakewood, OH

Food I love:
1) Pizza
2) Ice Cream
3) Pumpkin Pie
4) cookies (almost any kind)

Places I would rather be:
1) Malvern, OH, visiting my nieces and nephew
2) Outer Banks, NC
3) anywhere with friends
4) Italy

Movies I love:
1) Tommy Boy
2) Billy Madison
3) Napoleon Dynamite
4) The Sound of Music

TV shows I watch:
1) How I Met Your Mother
2) Two and a Half Men
3) The Office
4) Ellen

GO TRIBE!

We here at the Hammersmith household are cheering for our Cleveland Indians!

A mess only a mother would...love?

Yesterday I had the worst diaper change experience yet. Seth had totally filled a diaper with poop. So much so that it had spilled out the front and started to soak through his sleeper (which has feet, mind you). So, I get him on the changing table and try to carefully remove the sleeper without getting his legs and feet into the pool of golden goo. He likes to bring his legs and feet in close when his diaper is off, so it was quite the struggle! As I get Seth wiped up and reach for the new diaper, he decides to pee. It happened so fast, and it was aimed right for his ear! His head was turned and the urine started to fill his ear. I quickly turned his head to empty his ear and the urine stopped. Whew. I begin to position Seth to get the diaper on when he decides to finish peeing. At this point, placed on a plastic mat, I just let him finish. Now I had him lying in a pool of urine.

It was bath day anyway, so I decided now was the time. I cleaned up the urine, stain treated the sleeper (the yellow goo is brutal), and gave Seth a bath.

Five minutes after the bath, Evan walks in from work. I could have used his extra hands a little earlier!

Not my brightest motherhood moment.