my mom says that if she had a receipt she would totally return me to the store and get a refund or exchange. i think i have finally killed her good humor and ability to laugh at anything. i spent most of last night and 95% of today not only screaming at her but also screeching. i had a wicked temper tantrum today because she wrapped me up in my warn snuggly blanket and left me in my bed.
i heard her telling grandad that she made a doctors appointment for me to check and make sure i'm not broken.

last night after my midnight bottle mom took me upstairs to try sleeping up there. that experiment lasted until 2.30am when i woke her up. i was chattering to myself and thinking about crying. mom took me downstairs before i could cause a ruckus. i got mom up again at 5.30 for another bottle. i wasn't too into sleep last night or much of today.
today was pretty much the usual drill of drink warm milk, get my diapers changed and scream for no real reason. mom put me in my shaky chair- i screamed. mom let me sit on the couch- i screamed. mom let me lay on her- i screamed. and so on and so forth. mom put me in my buggy and took me for a short walk around. i screamed and then fell asleep. my gram got home around 7.30 and i've been hanging out with her since. i had a bit of a nap and very little screaming. i like to save all that for my mom.
i did do two poopies today. go me.

i'm a little backed up in my blogging. it's sunday today. earlier this week my dad came home from florida and i got a little behind on my updateries.
let's see wed he got back. we hung out with mom and dad told stories of his trip. he went diving and had a trip to the everglades. gators were involved but no sharks were seen. dad got some good pictures.
for the most part it was the same old same old. i slept, i had warm milk, i filled diapers with interesting things. dad would pick me up if i started to fuss and that was nice. i missed my dad. it was sad when he had to leave again on friday. hooof. mom says he'll be back in a few weeks.
colics has been chasing me. i keep running but the colics keeps finding me. mom says colics should pack it's bags and leave me alone in another month or so. i hope so.
saturday was shopping and walking around burton with gram and mom. today is all about sitting on the couch, eating chocolate and watching frasier. there are whispers of me having a bath, that's ok i guess. i'm starting to like bath time. mom and dad have talked and it sounds like i'm going to start swimming lessons soon. my uncle tom and auntie amy are going to take me to the pool and toss me in. uncle tom is one of those qualified liveguarder things and knows all about how to swim. i'm going to pick up some tips from him. my mom says i need to learn how to swim, scuba dive and sail, that way i will always have a well paid summer job.
i guess that pretty much covers things.
i got this spiffy takin' naps shirt from daddy's gym buddy.

ok, today turned out to be pretty busy. i had my midnight bottle. got up at 3.30, had another bottle and then slept in until 7.30. everyone was up at 7.30 so i staid up too. talked with gram about how to best spend the day. we decided to drive over to burton for a bit of shopping. and that's what we did. had a lovely day walking around in the sunshine. it wasn't too hot or too cold, just perfect for being outside. i didn't feel like sleeping. i just chilled out in my buggy while gram and mom walked around the shops. that's a picture of me- chilling in the buggy. we all went to pizza hut for lunch. i just had a bottle of milk. mom and gram split a pizza. mom suggested that we get subway for tonight's dinner. gram liked that idea almost as much as having pizza hut for lunch. so mom went and picked up subway. on the way back to the car mom snapped off a few shots of the old church near the river.
we got home around 3pm. just in time for me to have a diaper change and a bottle of milk. in the middle of drinking my milk i downloaded a huge poopie- i needed to make a little room as they say. mom got me cleaned up and i slept for a few minutes. i was pretty damn grouchy. mom and gram dragged me all around the shops and didn't buy me a thing, damn right i'm going to raise hell all afternoon. i screamed and screamed. mom eventually got me settled down enough to sleep. and that was pretty much my day.

and crikey wonders why we fight. he's totally hogging my shaky chair.
my dad left this morning. i gave him a couple smiles and he was out the door. hooof. mom took a couple of pictures as proof that he is really real. i'll see him again in a few weeks and mom says before we know it, he'll be moved up here and we'll be thinking of ways to get rid of him.
mom says beetlejuice is on so i should go watch tv. will work on getting this updated tomorrow.

it's me and my daddy.

busy until friday so full updates and pictures then. my daddy is home and we are spending time together.
had yet another huge poopie today- 3 in a row, go me. colics is still following me around though.

ok it's tues now, here's a bit of a catch up.
sunday night the colics found me and beat the crap out of me. oh man i was in agony. i screamed for a few hours. mom sat with me on the couch and rubbed my back for me. eventually things got better and i fell asleep.
monday i had a super lazy day. i didn't really eat much and i slept loads. mom was a little worried so she consulted the baby handbook. she decided there was nothing really wrong with me. i was happy enough and not other wise sick.
monday morning i downloaded a poopie.
and now it's tues. so far so good. i had a good sleep. i'm back to eating loads. i'm back to screaming if mom leaves me in my bed. i even had another poopie this morning, that was a bit of a surprise. now tomorrow my dad should be home, finally. more later. i have to work up a plan to annoy my mom for the day.

my mom is well annoyed. she says my dad will not be back until wed now. stupid rain.

can't keep eyes open. i think they are ....... zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

now i'm usually not much of a puker, but this morning, oh man. i had half my bottle and totally puked it up all over my mom. she was so grossed out. half digested warm baby formula, it's what all the cool moms are wearing this morning. that's what you get for making me watch waterworld in the middle of the night.

i'm spending the day hanging out with my gram. we've been doing stuff. she took me off my mom this morning. i've never seen my mom run so fast. i saw her a little while ago and she said that she used her spare time to have a good sleep- in a real bed and a long hot shower.
gram and i took a walk around the park. gram pimped out my fancy buggy with a neato sunshade and today was the first sunny day in ages- so we had to try it out. i woke up in the middle of our walk. i was going to start screaming but gram gave me a good talking to, so i just closed my mouth and watched the trees go by. went home and we all had lunch. then gram took me out for another buggy ride so we could food gather. i helped her fill the cart with tasty snack treats. i think in a bit i'll ask gram if i can have a naked wiggle on my playmatt. mom says- 2 more days until my dad comes home= whooo-hoo.

it's later in the day. it's been pretty mixed. i woke up from my morning nap early. i screamed until my mom came in and picked me up. we sat on the couch together and she rubbed my back. eventually she figured out why i woke up screaming- huge stinky poppie. i laughed when she changed me. oh it was messy.
sat in shaky chair for awhile and played with fishfinger. mom took pictures. i was happy enough as long as she didn't put me in bed. the minute she put me in bed i started screaming. had a few bottles and got changed often. had a massive fit when mom put me in bed so she could make and eat a samich. she actually got concerned my screaming was so bad. she picked me up and got me calmed down. we both ended up falling asleep on the couch. next thing i know it's 6pm and my gram is home. been hanging out with gram ever since. i gave her a good scream too, just so she wouldn't feel left out.

here's me and fishfinger. mom says that he is my new cleaner fish and will pick all the parasites off me. neato.
it's saturday. kinda cold, rather wet just your typical day in england then. had an ok night. mom woke me up at midnight for a bottle. i woke her up at 3.30 for another one. we both got up at 7.30. i saw my grandad before he left for work. i saw my gram before she left too. mom wrapped me up in my blankie and i went to sleep in my bed with out screaming about it. this made mom pretty happy. i think we are just going to hang out watching tv and doing random things.

the evil colics is here. someone hide me.

mom says my dad will be home in a few days. that's cool, i haven't seen him in 7 weeks. we have lots to talk about. stupid colics has has me pooping green and feeling blue. mom says i can fuss and scream all i like, she still loves me.
got up feeling so down. i just looked in the mirror, i'm looking california but feeling minisoda. more later as my day progressesesss.
my gram is home from work, going to spend some time with her. mom says i've been pretty good today. much less fussing than usual. we played and chatted. i spent ages in my shaky chair. mom took a bunch of pictures. i'm not sure if she will upload any today. she says photoshop is being gay.
it's raining like crazy and a bit cold over here. would you believe all it takes is 4inches of rain to shut this country down? this place is a joke, major highways are shut, trains are out of service, towns are flooded.
mom made my appointment today at the US embassy. whoo-hooo. in oct we are going to london for the day. mom has loads of paperwork to fill in but i will get my passport and SS number, cool.

later in the day updatery. my tummy hurts. that evil colics is back. screw you colics, screw you. i've got a bit of a sunburn on my face from when i went for a buggy ride- stupid sun.
in happy news i got a package from C and D. the UPS person tried to deliver it a few weeks ago and my mom told him to shove it up his ass, there was no way she was paying 60quid in import fees. well today it came back and no one wanted any fees. i got a super spiffy outfit and a fishy finger puppet. oh and i downloaded a medium sized stinky poopie.

i'm having another busy day. went to bed last night a little after midnight. mom gave me a bottle and a fresh diaper. next thing i know the sun is up and the clock says 4.45am. go me, getting in a good long sleep. mom changed me and went into the kitchen to get me a wake up bottle. she found gram hanging out. gram said that she would feed me, and she did. we all went back to bed for a little while and got back up at 8.30. mom handed me over to gram again. i had a bottle, she had a cup of tea and we both watched a program on the history channel about WW2. she put me in shaky chair when i was done eating. mom came over and took some pictures. i slept a bit and then got my next bottle. gram said when i was done with that one, she would take me out for a buggy ride- excellent. so i gulped down my warm milk and off we went. grandad came too.
later today there is talk of me having a bath- oh man. there better be talk of me having another bottle too, i'm hungry today.

my mom says the way things are going, i'm going to end up being an only child. i spent a good part of the day so far fussing and screaming, that's what i do. i've got to get it all over and done with before my gram comes home so i can be as good as an angel for her. got my business cards today that moo printed for me. they look pretty slick. my mom says i have a million thank you notes to write and mail out, i'll have to make sure i put a card in each one. i also got a bunch of pictures delivered today. mom uploaded them from the computer, this company printed them out and mailed them back to us. quality work and cheap too.
i did have a bit of a play earlier. mom put me in my shaky chair and i wrestled with crikey-dile. she took a couple pictures.
mom says that we are supposed to go out shopping later with gram. they are out to buy a baby bath since i'm getting too big to fit in the plastic tub they have been using. oh man. i hate having a bath.

plan to drive my mom crazy is going well. yesterday i did a lot of screaming. every time she put me in my bed i screamed like mad, turning as red as my shirt. i settled down just in time for my gram to come home from work and think i am a little angel. snerk
then in the middle of the night i got up a few times. i had my bottle at midnight but didn't drink it all. mom kept trying to make me drink it and i kept spitting the damn thing out. i ended the conversation by going to sleep. mom went to sleep too. i woke up and started screaming again at 2am- i'm hungry! feed me now. so mom had to wake up and feed me. i finished off my bottle and went back to sleep. i woke up again at 4am- screaming. nothing is wrong! i'm not hungry! but wake the fuck up! mom was not happy. she changed me and tried to feed me. i had a little bit of the bottle. i wasn't really tired after that. mom tried to put me back in my bed but i screamed. she gave up and let me sleep on her. that made me pretty happy so i went to sleep and didn't get up again until 8.30. mom wasn't thrilled- but hey, what can you do? nothing, that's what. hahahhahaha.
i screamed most of the day again at my mom. every time she put me in my bed to sleep- instant screams. my gram came home from work in the middle of one of my noise attacks. she came in to see me. i stopped crying and smiled at her and then went right to sleep. mom was well annoyed.

oh man i was busy yesterday- mostly just screaming my head off. my gram gave me a bath in the morning. i had a wiggle in front of the fire to dry off. i sat in my shaky chair and played with some toys. but yeah for the most part i just screamed and screamed. is it colic? is it teeth? is it i just like to scream? who can say.
today i've been pretty busy too. i slept ok. i got up at 4am for a bottle. mom fed me and i went back to sleep until 8.30, so that wasn't too bad. i didn't really want my next bottle and only drank part of it. mom changed me and i sat with her for a little while on the couch. she took my picture. i started screaming for no real reason. one minute i was smiling away, the next- turning red with anger. mom held me and rubbed my back until i calmed down. i had a good fart, so maybe it was a colic attack. stupid colic, i hate you. i dosed off and mom put me in my bed. as soon as she did- i woke up and started screaming. mom told me to bite it and left the room, how rude. my gram came and rescued me. she took me outside and we sat in the sun for a few minutes.
mom got me another bottle and i drank all of that. me mom and grandad got in the car and went shopping. i got loads of diapers and mom got some snacks from this place aldi. after our shopping trip we went home and mom tried to feed me another bottle, i only drank about half again. keep mom guessing. she thinks something is wrong with me now since i'm not eating as much as usual. she tried to put me back in my bed and i screamed and screamed. she just sat there eating her brie samwich watching me. after she was done eating, then she picked me up and i fell right to sleep. so far that's been my day. i predict lots of crying and fussing mixed in with eating during the rest of the day. pictures later. mom says she needs a nap.

so it's saturday, so far it's going much better than friday.
yesterday started well enough. i slept until 5am- from midnight, so that counts as sleeping through the night. woke up feeling pretty good. mom changed me and gave me a bottle. we hung out and watched some tv. i dosed off and mom put me in my bed. i woke up around 8 when i downloaded a big stinky poopie. i squaked about it and mom came in. she got me cleaned up and changed. it was nice to be out of a stinky mess but i was feeling fussy. i started crying. i cried and cried and cried some more. i pretty much just cried the whole day- for realz. grandad and mom just looked at each other and shrugged- who knows what his problem is. around 4.30 i eventually drifted off to sleep on my mom. she held me and rubbed my back, that calmed me down enough so i could sleep. gram came home and mom told her about my fussing.
the big people decided that they all wanted to go food gathering, so i got bundled up and put in the car. my mom pushed me around the store and put things in the cart. i was a pretty good boy and didn't fuss. mom says they throw screaming babies out of the store, so i have to be quiet when we shop. i don't know about that since i always hear loads of screaming babies.
anyway, i didn't fuss much the rest of the night. mom and i watched jericho. i slept.
mom got me up at midnight for my bottle and when i drained that it was right back to bed for me. i slept through to 5am again. i'm getting pretty good at that. i did a big yawn and mom said she thought she saw something on my gum. ever since she keeps trying to get me to open my mouth and keeps poking her fingers in there- gross. i heard her tell gram that she thinks there could be a tooth in there, i have some kind of white patch on my gum. a tooth? that could explain the incredible grumpy i've been having, the feeling of hot, and the drool i have started to produce. anyway, today is another day and i feel a little better about life. i've had a few bottles and i've been sleeping instead of crying.

in the second picture i am wearing a gay ass hat that june knitted for me, they are trying to make me look french. my gram and mom laughed at me. that happened on sunday.

i'm having a bad day and don't want to talk about it. try back tomorrow.

big news from wicks world: i slept through the night, first time ever. go me. i totally rule. mom fed me a bottle full of nice warm milk and changed my diaper at midnight. she staid up and watched some tv but i went to sleep. mom says the next thing she knew, the sun was shining- huh? what? sunshine? what the hell time is it? almost 5am. wow. she says she checked on me to make sure i was still breathing- yup, nothing wrong there. she then went and did things on the computer until i got up at 6am. i couldn't believe it when she told me. i gave a happy wiggle on my changematt and we high fived.
so i had my 6am change and feed. grandad got up and i told him the big news. then he took me upstairs to see gram and we told her. after my bottle i didn't really feel like sleeping, so mom put me in my shaky chair and took a few pictures. i love shaky chair- i even told mom by way of some happy squeeks.
i got a little fussy at 9am since the frasier that was showing was one i've seen a million times already and all the excitement of the day had me a bit humphed. so i fussed and fell asleep. got up at 9.30 for my bottle and mom told me that gram was going to take me for a buggy ride after i finished. oh man what a day!
so i gulped my milk down and mom put me in the fancy buggy for a walk around the park.
and that's not all- later today i'm supposed to have a buggy ride with my auntie amy and uncle jim is coming from far away to visit.
check me out in my shaky chair.

this picture is really from yesterday, my mommy makes the best pillow ever.

my home health care worker lady came today. she and mom talked for a bit, mom told her about everything i've been getting up to since the last visit. health worker lady says: oh yes, great, perfectly normal then. very good. then my mom took my clothes and my diaper and plonked me on the scales. a great gasp went up around the room. i'm 6 weeks- and a few days, and weigh in at a mighty 11lbs 11oz. oh yeah, i'm a big boy. then i got measured to see how long i am- 60cm, that's like just under 2feet. the health care lady says- oh i bet he's going to be tall.
after the worker lady left, mom got me dressed up and bundled into the car. me, her and gram hit the town center for a bit of shopping. mom got some protein powder, which she's been after for awhile. my gram bought me a bunch of things to spoil me rotten. i got an umbrella for my buggy- it's totally going to be pimped out. the umbrella will keep the sun off me, well more like the rain, this being england and all. then gram got me a shaky chair. you sit in it and it vibrates. oh totally cool. i tried it out when we got home- love. i slept through most of the shopping trip, it's just not my thing. mom and gram were going to have pizza hut for lunch but they moved the place and no one knew where it is. they went with their backup plan- subway.
after shopping i spent the afternoon with gram while my mom had a nap. i was pretty grouchy last night and she didn't sleep much. today i've been better. the health worker says my grouchy is probably due to- growth spurt, since babies usually have one around this time and colic- since my poopie has been a bit green.
speaking of poopie, just as the health worker was leaving i downloaded a huge stinky pile. mom said her eyes were watering.

i'm having a bad day. lots of fussing going on, and i mean lots. it's been going on since 2.30am. so far i've worn out my mom and my gram. nothing is making me happy.
i get a change, a bottle and sometimes i sleep for an hour or so. then i'm up and fussing. not sure what my problem is. i'm just plain disgruntled and hating life.

send help, my gram is about to give me a bath.

here's my picture for today. mom says i was in the middle of downloading a huge stinky poopie when she took it.
been having an alright day, despite the surprise early morning bath attack from my gram.
i was a bit off my schedual this morning. last night i didn't sleep well and that threw things off. mom got me back on track though. noon, 3, 6, my next bottle will be coming at 9, so on and so forth. i sleep for a little bit, i fuss some times.
mom has let me cry in bed a few times, i'm getting used to the new system. mom says i'm a big enough boy that she doesn't need to hold me 24hrs a day any more. it's perfectly ok for me to cry when i've been fed, changed and had all my other needs taken care of. i still get lots of kisses and snuggles.

score! i conned my gram into feeding me at 7.45 hahahah. i'm so full of milk, i might pop, or poop, which ever comes first.

it's sunday. i've been a bit grouchy since i got up for my 6am feed. mom was 5seconds too long getting my bottle and i started to cry. next thing i know gram is holding me and mom is nowhere to be seen. apparently gram said she would spend the morning with me while mom had a good sleep. i didn't see my mom again until 11.30am. had a nice morning with gram. she fed me, played with me and i slept a bit.
after mom got up we all jumped in the car and went to this park that gram likes to hang out at. i slept the whole time. after the park we walked around a food gathering store.
when we got home i decided to start crying and i really haven't stopped since, 4hrs later. they have given me bottles, changed me, talked to me and played with me. nothing is making me happy. sucks to be everyone else.
mom says that she has a wicked headache. i'd like to think that i'm the cause but apparently not, she had too much direct sunlight- maybe that's my problem too?
anyway here's a picture from yesterday when i was happier. i'm having a naked wiggle on my playmatt.

my mom left me to cry in my bed. what the hell is up with that? she said there was nothing more she could do for me. after a naked wiggle on my playmatt, getting a fresh diaper, having a new suit put on and drinking a bottle of warm milk i was still screaming. she deduced i must be broken.

oh man i can't believe i drank the whole thing.

mom has been hitting me with some tough love. she has left me to cry in my bed a few times today. eventually i just get bored and go to sleep. she says it's time she took back her life. went out in my buggy today. mom rolled me down to a food store. we got the newspaper. there was some history dvd she was after. great. looks like i'll be learning all about WW2. that's about it really. chillin' with my gram now watching tennis. mom has kept me in clean diapers and warm milk all day so i can't really complain.

today i've been busy being evil. mom said she was going to just forget about the holy water and leave me on the priest's doorstep instead. not only have i been acting evil, i had a huge poopie that smelled evil. that's a double threat. i rule.
i raised bloody hell every time my mom put me down for more than 5min. didn't matter if i was sleeping or not. if she wasn't holding me, i was screaming. why? no reason, i just didn't have anything better to do today. my gram came home a little while ago and my mom gave me to her for a bit. i grinned at gram and went fast to sleep.- hahahahah mom.
here are today's pictures. the first one my mom calls: behold the face of pure evil.

it's just another wet and rainy day here in england. i woke up in a good mood- like smiles and almost giggles i was so happy. as the day wore on, i've gotten grumpier. just keep me warm and the milk flowing and i'll be ok. spent some time hanging out with my gram, we've been watching tennis. my mom says she is feeling rather run down. i don't know what her problem is. i let her sleep a bit last night. i didn't start getting fussy until 6am and then i was happy once she agreed to let me sleep on her. went for a short walk with gram and grandad in my buggy, it was ok. had a wiggle on my play matt this morning. that's about it really. mom took some pictures, maybe they will go up later.

here i am earlier today. i just polished off a big bottle of milk.

i got a package today from the states. the mailman rang the bell and my grandad talked to him. hey i got a package for a wick whittamore. grandad says- use his full name, what's this wick stuff. that's what's written on the lable- wick. grandad works for the postit office so he thought the delivery guy was trying to have a laugh. mom explained that wick is what all the american types call me. grandad thought about it for a little while and said- that sounds like a cowboy name, good one. grandad is forever watching cowboy movies.

here's today's pciture. mom says this one is called: and the mummy was ready for his mystical journey to nightnight land.
today's package came from Cy and D. my mom says thanks so much and so i do. i had a good play earlier today with the croc. for whatever reason, that big box made it through customs with no problems at all. mom will send an email when i give her 10min of free time. today i made her hold me until her hand went numb and she lost feeling in her arm. there is other stuff to talk about but i'm pretty tired. i got up at 3am and have been running ever since with only a short nap here and there.

i've got blue booties and an abacus, yeah i know your jealous. oh man what a day. i had a really good night, my mom was so happy. i got up at midnight, 3 and 6am for my bottles and fresh diapers. i went right back to sleep, except when i got up at 6. i complained a lot until my mom gave in and let me sleep on her. after she picked me up i went right to sleep and we didn't get up until 9am.
i got my bottle at 9 and mom ran around getting ready. eventually me, mom and gram all piled into the car and drove off. we were having a shopping day. gram drove us to someplace named- burton. i slept in the car. when i woke up i was in my buggy and that was that. mom and gram pushed me around and we went into all different kinds of places. i wasn't really paying attention.
mom bought things like formula and diapers. gram bought me things. she got me a play matt- featuring sea creatures. i tried it out when we got home- yeah pretty cool.
gram and mom ate lunch at some place called pizza hut. i slept. mom eventually got me up for a bottle and diaper change. there was more walking and buying stuff. all this activity seemed a bit girly, so i just slept. i did cause a big ruckus when i realized i never got a snuggle after my lunch. i squaked like crazy until mom picked me up. when that happened gram and mom decided that i had been good long enough and they had better get me home, so back to the car we went.
got home and all kinds of stuff happened to make my mom hyperventilate.
1: the benefit forms came. mom has to fill in a ton of paper work and track down loads of bullshit documents so she can claim welfare. mom says there is no shame in claiming welfare in the UK, it's a way of life. she says we're going to be on the rock and roll(dole) and it's terribly 1970's punk rock. there are some tricky questions on the forms which will require some creative answers. my mom hates filling in forms.
2: the door bell rang and mom had to get up with me to answer the door. it was gemma- she's my dad's cousin and lives up the street with her little boy and twin girls. gemma says: we just found out today the twins have chicken pops. mom had to explain that to me. from the sounds of things i could be infected with cooties by these two girls. great and here i thought i could avoid having to go to the clinic until i was 18. gram did a quick check on the internet. there is a good chance i might not get these chicken pops since my mom already had them and i'm getting boob juice off her. if i do get chicken pops there is nothing that can be done, i just get to be really grouchy and itchy but mom says i will not turn into a chicken. apparently you have to be bitten by a chicken in order to turn into one.
3:the doorbell rang again but my grandad got it. it was the UPS man with a package for my mom. there was a big discussion and my mom got up and came back all annoyed. she said something about how custom and excise could fuck off and that is total bullshit. i eventually got the story out of her. turns out C and D- two very nice friends of my danna bunny sent a gift all the way from the states. it got stopped in customs and the british government wanted to charge my mom 60pounds to receive the gift. my mom says 60pounds is like $120 in american money. she's sure C and D sent a very nice gift but she's pretty sure it didn't cost $120 and it was going to cost her that much to open it. so she told the UPS man to send it back. my mom is all about trying to screw the british government out of as much tax money as possible. fucking socialists, even if it means not getting a nice gift off friends.
and that has been my day. mom has taken a few pictures but doesn't really have time to upload them today. she has to go hyperventilate over those forms, her meeting is tomorrow morning. she says after that we should officially be spongers.

here's my picture for today. mom is telling me something which i'm not too sure about. mainly- if you sleep, you will grow. i feel i will grow any way, regardless if i sleep or not. we'll see who's right.
grandad hooked me up with a new buggy today. i'm 5 weeks old and already have 2 rides, yeah i'm slick. this new buggy is smaller and should be easier to take in the car or on mass transport units.

it's monday, i did't feel so hot yesterday so no updatery. will fill you all in later. right now, time to sleep off a milky coma.

yeah so a million different things went on sunday. my mom and i tried sleeping upstairs. she fed me a bottle at midnight30 and while i was dosey, took me upstairs. when she put me in the swingy crib i woke up- hey what the hell is this? she rocked me a bit and i went back to sleep. she slept next to me in this thing she calls a bed. so i got up at 2.30. mom changed me and gave me more bottle. i didn't feel like going back to sleep. she rocked in the crib thingy. my eyes would close, but as soon as i was just about to be officially asleep- i would wake myself back up. so mom and i battled it out over who would fall asleep first until almost 4am. i started getting fussy by then and she decided to move us back downstairs so we wouldn't wake my grandad up, being that he had to get up early for work.
so at 4.30 mom made me drink some more warm milk in the hope i would go to sleep. my grandad came downstairs to start his day and he gave my mom a hard time about leaving a light on upstairs. those two have a long running battle going over lightbulbs. i said hi to my grandad and drank my milk. i eventually went to sleep for a bit and got up at 6am. then i slept a little more and got up at 9am.
my mom went to get me my 9am bottle and gram was in the kitchen. she took one look at my mom and said- do you want me to take over? mom said- yes please, handed gram my bottle and ran upstairs. i didn't see my mom again until noon. turns out she had a nice nap, shower and pumped some milk.
gram made me have a bath. as soon as my mom was out of site, she ripped off my clothes and plunged me in some warm water. not that my mom would have stopped her, she says i need to take a bath once in awhile. then gram let me have a naked wiggle infront of the gas fire and i kicked my legs a bit. by the time mom showed up again i was just starting to sleep.
so the rest of sunday i pretty much just ate, slept and watched frasier with my mom. mom, gram and me took a short walk outside in between rainstorms. i was happy. next thing i know my belly is all cramped up and the pain is terrible. mom says i turned bright red. i don't remember much, i went to my happy place to get away from all the pain.
my mom may get a little annoyed with me when i don't let her sleep but man is she really great to me when i don't feel well. she held me close on her chest and whispered nice things to me and rubbed my back while i howled away in pain. that new formula mom made me tried, really did a number on my tummy. after much struggling, i managed to get some poopies out. they were rock hard and super concentrated evil.
after that i was worn out and fell asleep on my mom. i had another round about 2hrs later. i huffed and puffed and screamed and yelled and eventually some more poopies came out. after that batch i felt loads better. my gram and mom talked about it and decided to switch me back to my old formula. my little tummy just isn't ready for that other stuff even though the label says i can eat it.
and so that's what happened to me on sunday. i felt so terrible i didn't feel like writing a blog about it. during the night it was more of the usual. i got up to eat, mom changed and fed me. i took forever to go back to sleep. mom got really tired. mom says i talk in my sleep which makes it really hard for her to get any rest. i guess there is some genetic program that makes her wake up at the slightest sound i make. whatever, i sleep pretty well and that is all that matters.
mom saw gram in the kitchen this morning when she went to get my 9am bottle. gram said- oh dear, do you want me to take over? yes please. and my mom took off running. mom had another sleep in the bed and i got to hang out with my gram. no bath for me today. instead i had my bottle, we hung out having a laugh and then grandad drove gram and me around in the car thing. we got back at the house at noon, just in time for a bottle and a nap. not sure what the rest of today holds. tomorrow there is talk of going shopping.