That about sums up our life as of late.... runny noses and rolling over! Exciting, I know.
Logan decided he could finally roll from his back to his belly on his 9 month birthday. This is the first major milestone he has "missed" developmentally... and he is was WAY behind on that (rightfully so... he has had his chest cut open 3 times)! We were all shouting for joy when he decided to muscle his way on to his belly. Logan on the other hand wasn't so sure about it all at first, but after seeing all the attention it got him he kept doing it. It seems like most heart kids need some kind of early intervention program (OT, PT etc) whether they are behind physically, or developmental- I don't know if Logan will need this. His Pediatrician seems to think he is okay, but I worry about it. He is eating baby food SO much better, and we are off ALL pain meds... yeah! So we are definitely seeing progress.
Despite my best efforts of keeping germs away, Logan has had a little bit of a cold the last week. Runny noses on oxygen are a pain in the butt. This is how he felt about wearing his oxygen the other morning. Usually he doesn't mess with it, but with the runny nose it bothers him more than normal.
Yum! That cannula has got to taste good.... yuck!
Since he had pulled it off, I decided he deserved a little break from it. I bathed him and gave him a good hour sticker and oxygen free. He loved it, and I loved seeing his cute little face without the oxygen. He did pretty good with his color (staying pink) for about 45 min. and then I could see he needed it back on.
Ashlyn and Tanner couldn't let Logan have all the fun by himself. They both insisted on bathing with him and the duck! It was one crowded bathtub. It is funny because Logan is still a bit of a novelty to them. Ashlyn cried that she had never been able to have a bath with him....so I let her climb on in.
Logan has been a TERRIBLE sleeper lately. I am sure it has to do with being a little sick, but the sleeping is getting worse even as his symptoms get better. I have ended up on his floor every night for the past 10 days (yes I do have mats to sleep on at least- I wish his room was large enough for a twin bed, but it won't fit). I don't know what to do. It seems to be a separation thing. I always start out in my bed, but after walking in there 5 times I end up just staying. Once I am in there he seems to do better. This morning I wanted to be mad at him when he was ready to wake up and I was still tired, but then as I changed his diaper and saw the scars down his chest I couldn't be mad. It's no wonder he has separation issues- how many times has he fallen asleep in my arms and woken up in a hospital bed. I know he probably doesn't remember, but it still makes it impossible for me to let him cry it out and feel alone. So I guess we will see how long I can function on this kind of sleep!