Vorheis Family

We just had Dylan's two month check up. He gained some weight, and is now 7 pounds 2 ounces. That puts him in the 10% instead of 2% for body weight. It was a proud moment, our little boy is growing up. He's 20 inches long, and in the 52% for his head size. I can't believe how big he is now, it seems he was four and five pounds for ages. Well I guess six weeks is a long time. He's out of most of his preemie outfits, although newborn clothes are still a little big. He doesn't sleep very much. Everyone told us that he would sleep for around eighteen hours a day, that's never happened. He sleeps maybe three hours a day, and fights it so hard. His eyebrows will be lifted up so high trying to keep his eyes open, until he can't anymore, and then he sleeps for twenty minutes and is up again. Ben thinks it's just crazy and couldn't figure it out until I went to visit my mom and came back home so tired. He asked me why I didn't take a nap because the baby was up most of the night, I told him too much was going on and I didn't want to miss it. That's the reason our baby is the way he is...he's just like his mama. He doesn't want to miss anything. He had to get four shots at his doctor appointment, and it was so sad. Ben stepped up and held him down for his shots. I didn't like it at all, he cried so hard. The next day he had a fever and was really fussy. His little legs were swollen and really sensitive. The hardest thing about it was he got really constipated. He usually has about six to eight dirty diapers and he didn't have one for a day and a half. His face would turn red and he would push and push, and cry. I finally tried some pear juice today. He drank almost an ounce, he didn't really like it. An hour later he pooped, and it was so so gross. It was coming out of the top and both sides of his diaper. It was all over his clothes and his blanket. He was so happy, just kicking away, covered in poo. I was so close to cutting his clothes off, if they wouldn't have been cute clothes I would have, instead I had to pull them over his head. I put him right in the sink for a bath, and he was such a happy little guy. It was so gross, and I had to keep pushing Stetson out of the way, he would have loved to be covered in poo too. One more reason they are best friends. Anyway he is feeling much better now.

I'm so happy my first post had a poop story in it. lol.

Ben had to go for a training in Arizona for the next two weeks. It's not at all fun when he's gone. The night before he left he told me to think of something fun to do. A lady from church had called and invited me to the roadshow they were having. I'd been to one when I was 11, and remember it being really fun. Ben was such a good sport spending his last evening at home, going to a church event. He had to fast for something from his church, and was really hungry by the time we got there. We invited Darren and Sierra to go with us. The theme for the night was I hope they call me on a mission. There were three skits that were really funny, but the best part of the night was watching my  husband sitting through skits based on missionary work. He really is the best husband ever, it's times like these when I know how much he loves me. We went to Applebee's after, and Dylan threw up all over him. It turned out to be a really fun night out.