Stuff and More Junk

My little girl is over a month old. Not quite sure how that happened. She is randomly smiling and when she does everyone in the vicinity stops to watch. It is funny and breathtaking. She is a bit of a fuss pot though. Almost every night around 5:30 she becomes demanding and wants to be held and fed. She almost makes due with a binky but is still determined to be held by someone. Loud bawling cries until she gets her way. This doesn't stop til about 11:00 and then she is up every two hours to eat. Uhhhgg I nnnneeeeeeeeeeeeedddddddddd sleep.

The news with Quintin,
Quintin does not talk properly. Before was that he did not talk at all and a month and a half ago he started the never ending babbling. He doesn't fully look at you when you talk to him. He also rarely repeats words that are said to him (like "all done?" or "ball.") We took him to a doctor and he sent us to a geneticist and also to a developmental center. The doctor gave me an ugly scare saying "I think he has William's Syndrome" The fool that I am looked it up on the internet and was bawling my eyes out after a minute of reading the health issues involved. (self diagnosing and too much info you don't understand is BAD for you.) After seeing the geneticist last Monday, she said that she didn't suspect that syndrome at all. A great weight was lifted from my heart. We still do not have answers but at least we are starting to narrow it down. Quintin had a blood test today to rule out a few more syndromes. We will not get results for at least three weeks.
Quintin starts developmental therapy on Monday. A lady is coming over for about an hour (?) and plays with him, teaching him to use his hands better and to play games. He will begin speech therapy hopefully within the next two weeks. We will also be contacting the Melman (?) center soon to see the possibilities of autism. The good news of the autism is if he has it, it is incredibly mild. Uhhg poor little guy. Hopefully we will get him on the right track soon.

New Year's in the Mountains Pictures

Quintin eating snow chunks.

Collin crashing into a tree on the sled.

Playing with rubber band guns and marshmallow guns with Uncle Malcolm

Quintin eating more snow.

Melody's first snow.

After playing very hard in the snow. Quintin took a very good nap that day.

Didn't quite make it to midnight on New Year's Eve. (He fell asleep around 11:15)

The joy of Breast feeding.

My baby is a eating, pooping machine. It is wonderful that she is a good eater but that is all she ever wants to do. I know I am making enough milk for her (hence the pooping part) but why cant she eat a little less often? It happens once every 2 hours and at night at least every hour. She is also a fuss pot at night, determined to be held constantly. I need sleep. I need to be able to function for my other demanding children. I need the hormones to be normal again. It almost makes me want to consider bottle feeding her formula just so that we can get on some kind of schedule.

Story: I was feeding Melody in the Jiffy Lube parking lot yesterday. It was warm in the Durango so I didn't have a blanket covering us. I wasn't showing anything either though, my shirt was covering my breast and her face. The Jiffy Lube guy walks by and says if everything is ok. I say we are fine. He comes back again about 20 feet from the car and asks 'Can I walk up to your car?" Thinking he needs to tell me something about the Durango, I say sure. He asks are you married? I reply rather confused, "Yes." He asks if it bothers me having him stand there while I feed my baby, I reply "no, this is natural." He says, "if it is natural, can I see?" All I say is "No". If he had any interest in just seeing the baby he could see all of her but her face....pretty sure he didn't want to see the baby. Thank goodness the perv just walked away after that.