Monday, May 11, 2009

Mondays with Crosby

At 11:24 am, Crosby Fox turned 19 weeks old! This 13 pound 14 ounces baby has been quite busy! And yes, that is an official weight. We had our first trip to the pediatrician's office on Saturday afternoon. No, this little guy is not sick. He just had an...ingrown toenail!! I know, I can't believe we had to go in for that either. But I do whatever they tell me to do. All we got was an antibiotic ointment to put on his toe 3x/day. At least our first visit was no big deal for Crosby...


However, it was a huge mess, and I mean MESS. Whenever we see the doctor, we start of answering a few questions for the doctor with the nurse. She then has us strip him down to his diaper for a weigh in. This time he had to have his temp checked. That may have been the first problem...you may know where this is going... Anyway, after we weighed him, I held my nearly naked baby in my lap and proceeded to give him a bottle while we waited for Dr. P to come in. All was going well, until I looked down and noticed Crosby's eyes watering and him making this movement with his mouth. I can't describe what he does. Let's just say it is our signal for what is to follow. I knew he was about to fill his britches. No big deal. That happens multiple times a day on most days. However, my sweet, nearly naked baby, Crosby, had a lovely surprise for me on this occasion. Not only did he fill his britches, he managed to send his excrement up the back of his diaper and straight down into my LAP!!!! Knowing good and well what had just happened, I sat there thinking, surely I am mistaken and I am just feeling the warmth of his diaper. Surely?!!?! I proceed to lift my nearly naked baby to the examination table only to reveal the lovely pile of poo left pooling in my lap. I just froze, not knowing what to do. As a lovely aroma began to fill the air, I frantically grabbed the wipes and started trying to clean myself as much as possible. Wouldn't you know, Dr. P came walking in the door as I am standing there with poo filled wipes in my hand. He just laughed at my situation and walked over to Crosby to check him out. Of course, as he slides Crosby down the table, he manages to leave a nice trail of poo behind!!! I was pretty...well...mortified!!! Sure, he sees this and worse I am sure. But, never has that happened to me. And wouldn't you know this was the first time Blake was not able to go to an appointment with me. How convenient!!! Though it is probably best Blake was not there. He probably would have hit the floor and I would have had another issue on my hands. (Just because he is a vet does not mean he can handle the things humans do!) I managed to get the two of us cleaned up before we left but I couldn't tell you much of what Dr. P said. Something about and ingrown toenail...ointment 3x/day...Happy Mother's Day!!!!!! : ) At least it didn't get all over Crosby's car seat or on his cute little outfit, right? Fortunately for you, I have no pictures to document the experience. But I can assure you, the images of that day are ingrained in my head and I doubt I will forget them for as long as I live!!


Moving on. Just because I think fun pajamas are cute...


Crosby LOVES his activity mat. He spends lots of time batting Mr.Octopus and Mrs. Kissy Fish all over the place. He watches the lights flash and listens to the music play several times a day. This is how he prefers to lay...


On his back!! But, we have really been working to increase tummy time. So, when you put him on his belly, you get a face like this...



"UUUGGHHHHH!!!! Would you please stop that, MOM!!!" At least that is how I interpret the picture anyway. Well, Mr. Smarty pants showed me who is boss earlier this week. Take a look at the next few pictures and see if you can figure it out!!!

Did you catch that?? If not, let's see if this helps...


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I know, that was lightening fast. So I had him slow it down a notch just in case you missed it...

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This little turkey has learned to roll over!!! He did it for the first time on Tuesday. Blake was in the shower, so I ran Crosby up to the bathroom and made Blake watch this amazing milestone. Wouldn't you know, he wouldn't do it for his dad! Crosby was willing to so of for Blake when we was home at lunch on Wednesday. Not to mention I got this footage on Wednesday morning so I had proof. So much for tummy time!!! It is now like Crosby says, "Go ahead and put my on my stomach!" Then he laughs as he promptly rolls over onto his back!! Looks like we already have a rebel on our hands!!!

4 comments:

stance. said...

oh my goodness, i laughed out loud when i read your poo story. man oh man. that is priceless.

The Maguet's said...

The "trail of poo" on the table at the doctor's office is hilarious! You wear that poo proudly, girl!

Shellie Salza said...

Oh, the first of many mortifying moments...you have a boy! Just wait until he starts talking when you're in public...the stories I could tell.

I LOVE the monkey pjs!!! I'm with you on cute, comfy pjs. Sometimes I wish they made them big enough for me too!

Anonymous said...

Ok, so I normally respond to each post, but since there were a few to catch up on tonight, I hope you'll forgive me....
First, Crosby is a little mess! Poo, poo everywhere! I am crying from laughing! I can remember quite a few Lilli poo's, then came Charlie poos, Johnny had a few poo's, then Jack is still having a lot of poo's....thank goodness I haven't experienced a Scout poo just yet! How may poo's does it take to get used to a poo??? But you know, no matter what, they even look cute with poo on their back!
As for the Mother's Day post, I am crying just from being so happy for you! Where are those tissue?!?! Let me officially say, "Happy Mother's Day, dear friend!"
And finally, the showers...it is very apparent how many people you have touched, Danielle! We all just love you and Blake so much and are so excited for your blessing in Crosby!
A final note, I look a little grossed out for some reason while talking with Keri...I'm not sure what the topic of conversation was...maybe poo! :)
Love, Jill