I typed this two days ago but didn’t have time to post it…so here goes:

Things are rocking along here. Max is getting better at pulling himself up, although he has no idea what to do once he gets there. If he’s at the coffee table he’ll pat whatever’s there, but if he pulls up in his crib or playpen he cries for me to come get him. I tell him he got himself up there he needs to get himself down, but he just gets frantic. Silly boy.

He’s really getting those Gerber puffs into his mouth now. I put five or ten on his high chair tray today and none were in his lap! I did see him use the pincer grasp once, but mostly he grabs them with his fist.

He went down for a nap a day or two ago and woke up with a terrible case of diaper rash. Balmex isn’t seeming to help so I’m trying petroleum jelly now. I’ve let him play without his diaper on for several days now, and just got caught yesterday for the first time! I have a blanket that shouldn’t let any pee pass through to the carpet but I caught him just in time.

Ok, how long should Max have to be standing up in his exersaucer after a bottle before I can safely assume he won’t upchuck all of his formula? And does that even matter? Usually I keep him in there for a while, but today it wouldn’t have made a difference. I knew it was gonna be one of those days today…I guess it was my instinct…but I didn’t know it was gonna be one of THOSE days. I changed my first pj’s after Max had his second poop leakage sometime around 1pm (right before Tj left to go fly…UTA weekend). I just changed them again at 9pm. He ate around 7:30 and had had a cereal bottle before that. I debated giving him a formula bottle…when I breastfed him at 8:30pm he seemed hungry still so I brought him downstairs and made him a 6oz bottle. He drank all but about an ounce and his belly looked tight. I picked him up and stood him on my lap to let it all settle…he was getting restless lying on my lap…and then it happened. It all came up. I’d fed him with just a diaper on and had just put those jammies on him…so he’s got new ones too! He’s in the exersaucer now yawning…but I’m afraid to lay him down in his crib! What a day!

Well, the boy’s down for his first nap of the day. He’s sick, poor baby. He’s had that runny nose since September 3rd…so a full month now. (Well, I started this at about 8am this morning and it’s now 6pm…these are my days!) Yesterday and the day before his nose didn’t really run, but it’s made up for it today…all day long my baby’s been sneezing up lots and lots of you-know-what. Poor boy. I think this is officially his first cold. He did have a runny nose twice before but each time it was only part of a day. This is the real deal.

So anyway…in this week so far I’ve covered the milestones of his first eating Gerber puffs, his first cold and mentioned him standing up in his crib. The whole crib story is that he’s always loved to stand up. There was a time when I wondered if I was letting him practice sitting up enough, but really he never wanted to do that, he always wanted to stand. By the time he was about three months old he could hold on to your fingers enough to be pulled into a standing position…but you had to be sure to hold on to him or he’d just let go. For a while now you could pretty well trust him to hold on all by himself. So maybe he was a little later than the average kid in really being able to sit up by himself (oh, I know when he did it, if I haven’t already blogged it…Al left the 16th of August and the next day he sat by himself for a few minutes. So he was about seven months old) but he’d been standing and practicing standing for a long time before that. He’s been pulling up on stuff here and there for a while now, but the first time he did it all by himself was Tuesday of this week. Ever since then he’s quickly mastered it…that little devil! I was doing something in his room and he was playing on the floor. I have a large basket of toys under his crib. He started out pulling up on that basket; when I saw what he was doing I went over and sat next to him. I patted on the bottom of the crib rail and he moved both hands to the rail and then pulled to standing! I’ve since got him on tape doing the same thing. Yea! He pulls up on everything now…the open dishwasher door, the broiler drawer (when I’m not quick enough), the nursing stool and open nightstand drawer in his room, the coffee table, me…everything! I can’t believe it’s happened so quickly…I guess I thought he’d practice it for a lot longer before actually being able to do it so well.

Of course we still need to work on getting back down. Today I was loading dishes and he pulled up on the dw door…after a few minutes he let go and I saw him hit the floor! He stopped crying no more than a minute after I picked him up…tough guy.

Another milestone: the Cheerio! I called Tj the night he had his first puff, and sometime during our conversation I promised him I’d be sure he was around when Max got his first Cheerio. Of course, forgetful as I am I don’t have any recollection of saying this. Only a few days after the puff I was in the store again and Max was hungry (again). I got him some Cheerios and he ate like a champ! When I told Tj he reminded me of what I’d said. He lamented that he’s missing all of Max’s milestones. This isn’t really true…he’s a great dad and often keeps Max for me. I’ll have to try harder to be sure Tj’s around for the next thing.

Ok, going to feed the boy now. Hopefully I’ll get back to this tonight.

Man, I really had everything under control last week. Everything was chugging along, as smooth as a well-oiled machine. All of that’s come to a screeching halt this week! I feel like I haven’t had a day to myself in ages! And things aren’t really that bad, but all week I’ve just been trying to keep my head above water as much as I can.

This has been our most exciting week with Max (after his birth, of course). Last weekend Tj was gone to Illinois. I took Max grocery shopping Friday night. He was getting pretty fussy so I got a can of those Gerber puffs and gave him some…he loved them! I’d been wanting to do that for a long time and had just been waiting for him to be ready. They all tell you to wait until he has mastered the ‘pincer grasp’, basically until he can pick up small objects with his index finger and thumb. But all along in the back of my mind I was just wanting an excuse to give him some. Friday night that excuse came.

Well, I have more blogging to do but I just went into his room to see if he was asleep yet…it’s been quiet for a bit…and he’s standing up in his crib!!! That rascal! I wanted him to take a nap before we go to the park with Mrs. Lynn, but he’ll just have to nap at the park.

I found this email from Jo and have been meaning to blog it…it’s from May 2:

I got a chance to see both URex and ADonna yesterday and wanted to report.

I was quite prepared for URex to be really “bad off.” I must tell you he was not what I expected. He talked not as easily as usual, but didn’t seem to be at a loss for stuff to say. For example, after Papa climbed up on a chair to fix the vertical blinds since the control thingys were broken, UR asked what Papa was doing on Monday. Of course Papa said “Nothing … what do you need?” UR asked “Can you drive?” P said “Yes.” UR said “What time can you be here?” P said “Whenever you need me.” After a pause, UR said “Well, I’m not sure yet when those blinds are gonna need to be turned the other way yet, I’ll let you know.” = )

He commented that “they” say the “wagon” caused the accident. I was glad and hope he believes it. He joked about how the owner of the wagon hasn’t been heard from and maybe it’s because he fears UR is gonna sue. Papa said he heard the owner is gonna sue UR for damage to the wagon! UR laughed easily and said that would make sense.

He also talked about wanting some gumbo from the Jambalaya Shoppe on Perkins, not the one on Old Hammond because that one has been sold to somebody outside the family and their gumbo isn’t as good. He ate while we were there but it wasn’t much. Mama fed him but later when I saw Becki she was saying how he could eat on his own.

Physically, he’s got a MAJOR neck brace. It keeps his chin up (higher than looks comfortable) and also prevents his head from turning right or left.

He said all staples have been removed and he kept them (!) if you care to see ’em. His left arm is being held at a 90 degree angle to his waist and he doesn’t move it at all … that’s the broken collarbone. The skin on his left shoulder looked smooth but dark. I didn’t see the back of his shoulder. His right arm is still yellow from bruising, his fingers are pretty rough around the nails, maybe from road burn. It’s just spots here and there that are torn up and the nails are grungy around the edges. I seem to remember that the gloves he wore were fingerless, so that might explain the fingers. He’s had a staple in his right leg, below the knee.

The staple is gone and the wound just had a couple of bandaids. The left leg has a good size cast just below the knee to the toes. Becki says he stood on his own without support yesterday, so that’s improvement. He coughs a lot. Mama says it’s because he’s not moving much and it just collects in his chest. He has breathing treatments to “bring it up and out” but he was saying how he has to concentrate to really get it out.

He said all they needed to do was tell him what they needed to see to let him go home and he’ll do it. His first day of therapy in LA is today.

ADonna, on the other hand, looked just like her same old self. She showed up at Kyle’s birthday party, which was held at First Bapt Gonz after their church service last night. (He was 1 year old yesterday!) Amy, Sam, Bek, Heidi, Caleb and Kelsey were with her. (quite an entourage) AD was in a wheelchair and had long sleeves and pants, bandaids on her fingers. So really, all you could see was her head but it looks like always. = ) I just cheek-to-cheeked her for fear of touching her anywhere.

Ronnie, Josh and other folks built a ramp at UD’s house and Bek says it’s great. Apparently they’re going to need it. AD is home now and UR said he expected he might be at HealthSouth Rehab for a few weeks.

They both still have a lot of healing to do. Keep them in your prayers.