Better out than in I always say

Three months old now and just as squishy as ever! Ben stops people where ever we go. They have to rub his soft down hair and catch a glimpse of his gummy smile. Squish, squish, squish, you could seriously eat this kiddo!!!

Poor little Ben had a rough bout this month with constipation. It probably bothered me more than it did him, but it lasted long enough that I think it is blog worthy. I actually wasn't that worried at first. I have had enough kids and asked the Dr. enough times to know that breastfed babies don't get constipated. It's a very rare thing (kind of like having twins and a vasectomy failing after 2 years). Boy we have all the luck, don't we? Anyway, I didn't even mention it at his 2 month check which he was like at day 8 of no pooping, because he passed gas regularly and seemed just as happy as ever. Well about 2 or 3 days after that I got called home from a mommy night out because he wouldn't stop crying. Of course by the time I got home he was fast asleep. Todd and I figured constipation was probably the culprit.

The next day however, probably deserves it's own post, everything happened all at once, and I was also right in the middle of packing up our house. The kids were bored with all the toys being packed up. The novelty of playing outside had worn off, they were hungry and all needed my attention, and Ben was screaming. I called Todd to let him know he was needed ASAP, and then called the Dr. to see if I could give Ben a little laxative. The Dr. gave me the ok, so I left Olivia in charge locked the little monsters, I mean the kids out of my room and grabbed one of Aaron's diapers. After all, I knew Ben's wouldn't hold what was coming, because I was still trying to fit his 15 lbs into a size two! The poor little guy let go and must have lost 2 lbs!

I wish that was the end of it, but it doesn't stop there. He didn't poop again for well over 2 weeks! And I am telling you that his gas could clear a room! On our trip here Grandpa actually rolled the windows down! It was that bad. Oh and I have a wonderful handy Udder cover made by the amazing Miranda, but when I feed him and he passes gas it all escapes right in my face! It's like cup-a-fooey basically. Nasty. You definitely don't want to be holding him when he does it either, because most people will look at you like they knew the baby didn't do that! Oh my word I couldn't make this up if I tried.

You will all be happy to know that he finally seems to be getting a bit more regular and the gas while still bad, is getting better. If you can say that gas gets better.

Poor Ben will probably hate me one day for writing this. How could I not though?

Here is how he has grown this month!

9 weeks

10 weeks

11 weeks

spent most of that week in a car!

12 weeks

2600 miles

We are finally settling in after a journey that included 6 days of driving, 5 different hotels, 2 vehicles, 11 states(if you count the 10 miles we were in Iowa), 1 day delay due to car trouble, 1 round of mastitis, 4 adults, 5 children, and a cat! Whew!! I of course packed my camera to take pictures of all the different things we would see, only to not grab it once. Instead I documented here and there with my cell. It was handy it was easy, and that's all you get. So love it.

This is somewhere in Wyoming...

Once we got to our hotel in Nebraska we decided to walk to the Cabellas up the way. We told the kids it was like a zoo for dead animals. As we walked I got the sneaky suspicion we were being followed. Turns out I was right.

We were a little concerned that Aaron might have allergy trouble being in a new area and all. So here he is in one of his Benadryl induced naps.

The kids were so excited for our stay in Missouri because the Ramada had the Monkey cove water park! We pulled into the hotel Grandma ran into get us checked in and Yukon gave out on us. It was Saturday evening so we had to wait till Monday to have it checked out. It was great that the kids had the water park to play in, unfortunately that was the ONLY good thing about that hotel. St. Joseph Missouri is also the place where mastitis set in, I felt it coming and tried to do hotpacks, but there is only so much you can do in a car. My Dr. in Boise phoned me in some antibiotics.

The Missouri River

Royals and Chiefs Stadium in Kansas City

We stopped for Dinner at the Peace Arch in St. Louis.

Then crossed over the Mississippi River....

and on into Indianna for the night.

Next morning we did a little car hopping. I road in the Penske with Todd, Ben and the cat. Leaving the kids with Grandma and Grandpa in the Yukon. They said they only had to threaten to "tell mom and dad" once! I was glad to have a little break from the kids. It came on a good day because I had a fever. I was in and out of sleep and Unfortunately not great company. Good thing he had the cat.

I thought Kentucky was beautiful.

Here is just outside of Louisville.

Our last night was spent in Charlston West Virginia. The kids got their swimming in.

Finally home sweet home.

The End

Birthday girls

Somewhere in the middle of all this moving, my babies turned 5! I remember when they were infants thinking "if I can just make it till they turn 5..." Now I sit here trying to figure out how it all flew by so quickly.

They make me laugh, they keep me on my toes. They are perfect! Happy Birthday Claire and Paige!

Swimming

I had the girls do swimming lessons early this summer. They loved it and are swimming like little fishes. Aaron always had a great time while they swam and class was at the perfect time, so Ben always slept. They loved Miss Stacie!

At 2 months

If you have seen Ben recently you know he is well fed. Sporting a wrinkle on his wrist and four just on his thighs. He tips the scale at 14lbs 12oz(95%), and measures in at 24 1/4in(90%). He is strong, he is healthy, and he makes cellulite look good! Ben is becoming a great sleeper, bedtime between 7 or 8, and up once to eat around 3am! I am loving this.

I am also loving his smiles, his smell, his hair and his personality! What a guy. He is so easy going and doesn't mind being passed around to all his siblings, even when Aaron sticks his fingers in his eyes, mouth, and yes, even up his nose. We love our little Ben.

Being a young man of his size has earned him a few nicknames. He is loving called "The Meatball" by Uncle Scottie "My little Rollie Poly" by mom, and Grandma Anna calls him "Chubby Cheekers". He doesn't seem to mind, knowing there is just more of him to love.

5 Weeks

6 weeks

7 weeks

8 weeks

Friends Family Fireworks and Fun!