davejenbarnes

The fundal height is measuring at in at 16 weeks’ size.  The midwife moved my due date back to March 4.  I need to eat more protein.  I gained 2-3 pounds which puts me at 115-116.  The midwife said that didn’t count because my “normal” weight was 115 but really I have no earthly idea what my normal weight is because for the last 2 years I have been either pregnant or nursing or both, so I say the weight gain counts.

I have to make my appointment for an ultrasound at an independent facility which will cost us a bit more $ than anticipated, but we can make it work.  I’ll be trying to get that appointment done when David can be there so he can hold James and the whole family will see the next Barnes.

I’ll be adding more movies to our YouTube account over the next few nights. Unfortunately, the way WP 2.0.1 is set up with the WYSIWYG text editor, I can’t embed the videos in the post without logging into Cpanel and going into the mySQL database. That seems like a lot of work to me right now (with James running around the livingroom trying to climb on every surface feasable) so I’ll just give you the links:

• James pushes the corn popper toy around
• James kisses the video camera
• James having fun in the tub with a glow stick

and one more I just uploaded…

• James being silly before bedtime.  If you listen carefully, you can hear him say “Boudreaux’s” which is the diaper rash creme we’ve been using on his bottom.

Teething poo, not just any poo.  All the time, neverending, rash-inducing poo.  It’s got us confined to the apartment in fear of having to change a dipe in public.  It’s got us slave to the Ivory soap wash after every “change.”  It’s got us living in crisis mode.  I can’t wait for things to get back to normal.

We’ll be 18 weeks along on Sunday. Believe it or not, the belly button is already starting to pop. It never popped with James but it also never shrunk back to its previous size.

I’ve always been guessing on James’ weight since we sold our bathroom scale at a garage sale when we lived in Rio Grande City. At one year old, he weighed almost 23 pounds and we expected him to slow down quite a bit when his pediatrician said she only expected him to gain around 4 pounds in the next YEAR. That’s 2 pounds every 6 months, people. Three months to gain ONE pound; a third of a pound a month! He had been gaining over a pound a month his entire first twelve months alive.

We still have another month until his 15 month check-up, but I can tell you that he will gain more than his alloted 4 pounds this year. It’s been two months since his 12 month check-up and he’s gained exactly 2 pounds. Yep, we went in to see the pediatrician’s nurse practicioner for a strange rash and when she weighed him, he was 24 pounds, 10 ounces. We’re getting close to having a 25 pounder.

Some prayer requests:

• That James’ rashes go away, completely. The nurse said that the full-body rash was a viral infection working its way out of his system. I had no clue he was even sick because of the teething going on, a similiarity of symptoms between teething and really being sick, and the fact that this is really only the first time he’s ever even been sick.
• That James’ bottom two cuspids will come in quickly so we can get his digestion back to normal and get rid of this awful diaper rash (yes, he has multiple rashes on top of each other) before it gets any worse.
• We have a friend, I will call her Cathy, who is waiting for some blood test results pertaining to a pregnancy. Please pray for God’s will and for strength for Cathy as she desperately desires to start a family.
• And pray for God’s will concerning the employment of David’s brother, Philip, as he has applied for a ministry position within a church in their new community.

from my parents’ camera, uploaded by davejenbarnes

James has some new shoes. With socks, he’s a stride-rite size 5.5XW which should fit him for some time to come. Hopefully at least three more months.

We have movement. I started feeling it last night right before I fell asleep and have been feeling baby movements all morning.

*grin*

Oh, and by the way:

So James is up to 14 teeth now and working on his 2 lower cuspids. These teeth are not nearly as bad as his molars were, but that is only because he is getting them 2 at a time instead of all 4 in one go. Once they actually poke through, he seems to be over the worst part. The biggest help has been frozen and crushed pop-ice popsicles. I have to supervise by holding the tube of frozen goodness or he’ll try to shake it and it has to be crushed in the plastic sleeve or he gets a brain freeze and makes this ungodly sound like he’s a micron away from imploding.

Thankfully, his sleeping has not been affected in the least. He goes to bed anywhere from 7:30-8:30 and will sleep until 8:30 or 9:00 or sometimes later (he sleeps in longer on mornings after he goes to bed earlier. Where’s the logic in that?!) And he’s back to two naps a day on some days and one nap a day on other days. It all depends on playgroups each morning and when we get home. It will be nice once I don’t have to guess about naps or have the second one so late in the day that he’s asleep when David gets home.

So, to stay faithful to our ever-referred-to chart, he has these teeth: B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, and S, Q, P, O, N, L. It might be easier to say he only needs his two-year molars and his lower cuspids. He has fourteen teeth and isn’t even fourteen months old! Still no new words, though he is learning signs by leaps and bounds. Fortunately, signs count as learning vocabulary so he is probably ahead of other boys his age with words… it’s just that he signs them instead of saying them.