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.