A "Mommy" sort of a Bad Day

I went to visit my good friend in Guelph on Saturday, even though Cole was fighting a cold and I was just recovering from one.

In fact, because of his congestion, Cole had not been "eating" as much. It is difficult to drink while one's nose is blocked. I hadn't realized just how much less he was drinking until my friend lifted Cole onto her lap and remarked, "Oh, are you hungry?" I remembering wondering what she had observed to make her say that since I had not seen Cole make any gesture which would indicate hunger to me. Then I looked down at my shirt and saw two ever-growing dark circles of milk. Oops.

My friend gracefully lent me a t-shirt and I had to stuff tissues down my bra to sop up the spillage. I tried to get Cole to drink but he was agitated and fussy. Finally, as if in explanation for his fussiness, he let out an enormous fart and I realized I had to change his diaper.

I lay him down on my friend's living room floor and plunged my hand into the diaper bag only to realize that all six of the diapers therein were a size too small. So-be-it, I had to make do and wrap one around my poor sick little man.

On my way home, I felt exhausted. I realized that my definition of a difficult day has really changed since November. Bad day equals leaky breasts and no diapers.

Update:

Cole is three and a half months old and he weighs 14 pounds 11 ounces.
He is currently battling his first cold.
He rolled over on Wed Feb 18th for Mommy.
And yesterday (Sunday Feb 22) , while his Daddy was trying to dry him after his bath and he was thrashing in protest, he rolled over again.
He has finally discovered his thumb and can predictably get it to his mouth, although he chews on it more than truly sucking on it.

Next week: Learning to walk.

Cole Skate-skis

Mr. Bubbly

Video of Cole not rolling over

Cole in his exersaucer

Memory

Today, a lady walked into the Calling New Parents group that I attend and she instantly recognized me. I thought I recognized her too (I go to many, many new parents groups throughout the week). She was very friendly and kind of apologetic for her exclamation of "I KNOW someone here!" in reference to me. Feeling overwhelmed with her warmth and misplaced confidence I said to her, "I'm sorry, I forget your name, but...." I pointed to the baby in the car seat she was holding, "Victoria, right?!"

She smiled, "Keith actually."

Milestone

Today, Cole rolled over from front to back. He is 3 months and one week old and I think that must be some kind of a record. However, he will not do it again for the camera. When I am finally able to get footage, I will post.

Melissa

Cole grabs a giraffe by the tail

Video: Cole eats his favourite book

Ignore the crazy-camera-woman....

Video: Cole has some tummy time.

Cheers to Neck-Stability, the latest Cole development

Grandma Kathy and Cole

Grandpa Mike and Cole

Dad and Cole

Hands are apparently a delicacy.

The "Daddy hold"

The neck-strain to watch t.v.

Finally! A swing-nap!

Here are a few videos.
One is Cole's full-body-smile and the other is his first out-loud laugh.