Luke weighed in at 7.4 pounds and is 19 and 3/4 inches long. He is growing and gaining weight, which is all we can ask for. We've had throwing up issues for the last week and a half or so. We took him to the doctor and they took some blood and urine samples to rule out anything major. They came back negative. The doctor thinks he is just getting too much milk too fast, so we have shortened our feedings until he can handle more. This seems to be helping.
Larry went back to work on Monday. Rya was at Mom's Day Out so that made the day easier. We did pretty good for our first afternoon with just me and the kids. There was only one time when we were all three crying at once...pretty good, right? Yesterday my mom came and hung out with us all day. She was a life saver and it was so nice to have the extra hands and company. Rya is adjusting SO well to her baby brother. I was beginning to worry at first, but she is doing so much better this week. She can't quite make out his name and it comes out like "Gook"...super cute and it makes me laugh everytime. Last night was our first really hard night. Luke was grunting and groaning and posturing all night long. We are still only sleeping in 2.5 to 3 hour spurts, but last night was more like 1 to 1.5 hour spurts. Lame. I was so tired and grumpy. Thankfully Rya had Mom's Day Out today so I got a little nap before she came home. It's amazing how much my mood depends on how much (or how little) sleep I receive. I try to talk myself out of a bad mood, but it just doesn't quite work. It's just impossible for me to be chipper and excited about the day when I'm so incredibly tired. Speaking of sleep, it's about that time. Thanks for reading!
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