3 months old

Where does the time go? E. is 12 weeks old today, and I am returning to work on Friday. He is such a fabulous baby. Things he can do: suck his thumb, coo, make razzing noises with his tongue, shake his rattle, sleep 8 hours at night, sleep on his back in his cradle, pull a string attached to a balloon, bat at toys over head, follow me as I walk by, push up with his arms during tummy time, hold his head straight when on my shoulder, smile, and tell me stories. I wish he would stop spitting up so much, and he has started coughing again during his sleep. Poor little guy. My wish is for his reflux to get better so we can get rid of the machine, and he will be able to keep all his hard won food in his tummy. Sometimes he gets so frustrated after spitting up.

This weekend was pretty low key. We went for 2 morning walks, a plant sale at Long Hill, visited Nana and Grumpa, mowed the lawn, studied cancer syndromes, and hung out.

E. is currently napping in his car seat. His Dad is off having his deviated septum repaired. I feel guilty leaving him at the hospital for his surgery. I wouldn't like it if it was me, but he repeatedly said he was okay with me and E. to go home and return at 1 to pick him up.