i can't get left...

huggy is 6 weeks tomorrow. life's moving fast and yet oh so slow. last night was another up every hour fest. joy. our own personal cuckoo clock. on the plus side, taco's teething subsided and he slept through. i'm barely keeping sane on these low sleep days, buffering my days w/ at least one outing in between feedings. i'm fortunate to have friends either working from home or sahm who don't mind my interruptions. we finally figured out huggy has reflux. meds seem to be working and we're starting on chiro. dr gita had him swinging upside down yesterday. quite the spectacle but it definitely relaxed him so we'll see how it goes. the meds are an improvement but he's still fighting me on some of the night time feedings.

taco is 18 mths! his height/weight stats checked him in at the 25th percentile. no surprise there, its a projectile we expect he'll stay on. that would be the blanquera genes, sorry little man.

a friend reminded me that i should be doing something for myself every day. thanks friend. on that note, i'm going
outside. cheers.