I mentioned in my first post that my son has this tendency to drive me crazy sometimes. I wanted to elaborate that a little. But don't worry, this won't be totally boring, I promise. In fact, he can be downright hysterical sometimes. In a good way. Not in a tantrum causing way, though he does that too. But a little back story first.
His name is Nick and he was born 14 days late. I was the very definition of ENORMOUS and miserable, by the time he was born. He was over 9 pounds when he finally made his appearance. And he actually started screaming his head off the moment his head peeked out of my loins. He wasn't even fully born yet, and the tantrums had started. They never stopped. In fact he cried the entire time I was at the hospital. They opened the nursery doors down the hall, and I instantly heard him screaming his head off. And then it got closer and I realized, OMG...that's MY child making all that racket!
He wouldn't breastfeed for starters. I tried so hard, but he just refused to do it. And a helpful lactation consultant told me, 'wow, you sure have small nipples for such large breasts!' Thanks. I appreciate that. And the fact that you announced that to a room full of people too. That was helpful. But I guess my son did not like my nipples. Perfect. So I switched to bottle feeding. Only, he was allergic to just about everything! Even the special formulas created for allergies. After trying everything, he finally tolerated a specific brand of soy formula. ONLY that brand. Nothing else.
When he got ready to eat 'people food' he hated it all. He would throw up on me if I tried to give him anything except sweet potatoes and applesauce. He existed on nothing but that for almost a year. He also could not tolerate whole milk like you're supposed to give them. Basically, he was a serious challenge when it came to food. He still is. He won't eat meat. But he's not a vegetarian, really. That would imply that he ate vegetables. He does not.
We've taken him to doctors, nutritionists, psychologists, etc. And they all tell me the same thing. Let him eat what he wants, and he'll eventually get over it. He's 9 years old! He eats macaroni and cheese, pizza, and bean burritos. That's it. But he's very healthy and at a perfect weight. So I guess I don't worry too much, even if it means I need to make special meals for him ALL the freaking time! Any mother out there knows how annoying that is.
But Nick is also a bit of a character too. In school, he was painfully shy. He had no friends at all. He's an only child, so I guess the lack of interaction with other children hurt him. He had playmates, but a school full of strange kids freaked him out. His second grade teacher was a wonderful woman though! She made it her mission to bring Nick out of his shell. She helped him make friends. She helped him like school instead of crying every morning about having to go. She was an angel.
But then he got real comfortable being the class clown. He even convinced a substitute teacher that his name was not Nick, but Rusty Shakelford. He even wrote the name Rusty on all his papers for that day. The parent teacher conference was quite interesting after that. I'd never laughed so hard. But of course, now my painfully shy and quiet child was disrupting class with his comedy routines. He never talked before, and now he was standing in front of the class making jokes and trying to get people to laugh at him. He loved the attention.
The class play was highly entertaining. Mostly because Nick decided that it sucked and he'd rather dance around in a circle and make faces at the crowd, instead of saying his part. Everyone cracked up. So he kept doing it. I was hiding my head and I kept saying to my husband, 'he's not ours, is he?' I was embarrassed! But then again, everyone loved him, even if he did ruin the play. We call him Jim Carey now.
But his attention seeking behavior does get tiresome sometimes. He's very loud and never stops talking. And the faces! I wish he'd stop making the faces for ten minutes! It's not funny anymore! But this is just a glimpse into the life of my son. I hope it was entertaining and not too dull. Without him, I really would have nothing to talk about!
Thanks for reading!



