For a little over a week now my sweet little Andrew has been dealing with his first cold. He has had really yucky sounding congestion, but fortunately, has seemed pretty much like his regular self. He's been sleeping a bit more, and maybe a little more cranky during the night, but generally he's been a pretty happy baby. In fact, I think I've been more bothered by his cold than he has been, even if I've been trying not to let that show. Anyhow, my patience with the whole thing ran out in the wee hours of the morning and I insisted that B take him to the doctor today. I just started to worry considering that he hasn't gotten any better, and in fact worse, and he is still so young.
The doctor confirmed that he just has a cold. Andrew's lungs sound great and all is well considering that he is still eating well. Actually, he is eating so well that he weighed in at 14 pounds 2 ounces today. However, this fact, coupled apparently with his deep nasal congestion, has earned him the label of being an "aggressive eater". The way it was explained to me is that he is such a little piggie-piggie that he gets a kind of reflux-y sort of thing that causes the formula to back up into his nose. So now we have to dump saline drops into his nose at each diaper change in order to help clear things out.
Today brought another first for Andrew as well . . . his first experience with juice. There are times when he only poops every 2 or 3 days, and the doctor would prefer we change poopy diapers a little more frequently than that. So tonight Andrew had a bottle containing 2 ounces of prune juice mixed with 2 ounces of water. If we don't have a major event tonight I'm sure that Andrew's babysitter will be thanking us tomorrow!
Isn't this the happiest looking sick kid you've ever seen?