Gi-Gi Roxx - The Ravings of a Lunatic

I nearly forgot, Leelu turned 7 months last Friday.  She had a doctors appointment on the 10th which I think I may have mentioned before.  She was 15 lbs and 24.5 in. tall.  We went for her 6 month vaccinations last week also.  She got the last rounds of her recurring 2 month shots and won't need more of those until she's a year old.  She also got the flu shot, which we have to go back next month for the second part of for her.  Apparently babies have to get the flu shot in two parts, but only the one time.  Not sure of the reasoning behind it but whatever.  I also go my flu shot that day.  I thought if I went first and got my shot while Leelu watched, then she would take her shots a little better. No such luck.  She couldn't have cared less that I was getting a shot but then acted like it was the end of the world when it was her turn.  Cry baby. (i keed i keed) Of course, after it was all over she was peachy.  Her 4 month shots were way worse, she cried for a goo

It's official.  Starfish has chompers. The first little sharp razor blade like tooth finally poked through last Sunday.  Since then, the other has begun poking and now she enjoys biting my finger a little harder than usual, biting down on the plastic spoon at mealtime, and hearing them scrape on everything hard that she sticks in her mouth.  I can't believe she's got teeth already.  Didn't I just go into labor and have her like last week? My how time flies! Before I know it I'll be planning her first birthday party, then sweet sixteen, then her graduation party, then I'll be picking out a mother-of-the-bride dress for her wedding.  Slow down already! We're still working on crawling.  She seems to still prefer to roll around to get where she wants to be and is getting good at scooting on her belly.  I know it's just a matter of time before she's crawling all over the place.  I'm not rushing that.  No way, no how.  It's easy

It's not for lack of wanting to blog, but lack of time and sufficient brain power to do so. My mind is a muddled mess.  I don't know if it's motherhood or something else, but whatever the cause, it bites.  I didn't bother reading my last entry to see where I left off  so if some of this is a repeat, forgive me. The Starfish is just a few days away from being 7 months old.  She had a check up last Monday and weighed in at 15lbs on the nose, was 24.5 inches tall and the pediatrician said she's perfectly healthy. We have been having trouble, however, with her digestive system.  She keeps getting constipated and nothing we do seems to help but in the short term. She will get back on track for a day, maybe two and then bam, she's all backed up again.  We've eliminated rice/oatmeal cereals from her intake, thinking that might be the culprit, but alas, it hasn't made one bit of a difference.  So every few days we're finding ourselves breaking out