Shots and a crazy weekend.

Lets start with this weekend. I had a good weekend sort of. We went to Norman to visit my parents and brothers. Saturday was fun. Mom, Sis in law, and I went shopping. I didn't get much done but I got a few things for Cooper. Saturday night I went to my cousins to see our Christmas pictures she took of us over Thanksgiving break. They look great. My cousin Caroline and I went back to my parents for dinner and my mom, Caroline, Cooper and I went out to the Olive Garden for some yummy desert. Leaving all the guys (minus Coop) at home to watch football. We had so much fun laughing and talking, It was a blast.
Sunday was a different story however. I woke up swollen and stuffed up. My allergies had taken a turn for the worse throughout the evening. We were supposed to take a family snap shot for my parents Christmas card that morning so everyone was supposed to be dressed and ready by 9:00. My little family of 3 was ready although I looked like complete poo! I had a headache from Hell, and I wasn't in the best of moods. Come to find out neither was my older brother or husband. Everyone was arguing and mad. The night before my younger brother was watching the movie "Christmas Vacation" which is one of my very favorite movies of all time. Well he decides to tell everyone that My husband Julian and I are like the bitchy neighbors "Margo and Todd" who bicker and argue throughout the entire movie. Which correction, yes I am outspoken but I'm not really like her and I promise the hubby and I get along most of the time. I'm just a little more verbal with my feelings then some women are. At first the I laughed like the Margo comment was funny haha, but come Sunday morning during picture time. NOT SO FUNNY ANYMORE. It hurt my feelings because they all kept calling me Margo because I was in a bad mood. I didn't even realize how mean I was being. I ended up excusing myself to the bathroom and crying because I was so hurt. Margo isn't really someone I would want to be compared to. Anyways the rest of the day went right along with the morning. Later that day we went to this Christmas bread party at a friend of my moms house. My mom really wanted me to take Cooper even though Julian and my dad were staying home. She wanted to show him off so we took him. Sure enough here we are in this tiny little house on campus in Norman and my son takes a huge dump. HUGE! It came out of his pant leg that's how much was in there. He of course was all smiles. (This happens like every 2-3 weeks by the way), but most the time we are at home. He will have a completely clean diaper on and he will just start going and its a ton! Anyways, I had to rush him back to a guest bedroom but the damage was already done. The poo smell had already erupted in the living room where everyone was, leaving a terrible scent. His pants were already destroyed. I started to clean him and it took so many wipes that I noticed I was actually getting low and I ended up taking a clean diaper to wipe some of it off of him so I could use the wipes in the end. It was insane. Needless to say I got out of there really fast once he was changed in a new set of clothes, I had a bag full of dirty clothes to take home. It was horrible. I know that's what happens when you have a baby but seriously Coop... This is the 2nd time he's done this to me at a party at someone Else's house.
Then last but not least, Right before we go to leave I run to go the bathroom before packing up our things. Sure enough I am spotting again, That's the 4th time this month I've bled. Yes 4 times! My side was hurting (because of the lovely cysts). I went to my room to pack up and burst into tears. My mom was like "whats wrong". I told her I had started spotting again, and that everyone thought I was being a huge bitch all day long and that I was really hurt by the Margo comment. I had upset nearly everyone in my family at some point that day. I felt terrible! Then it hit me. I'm not trying to make up for my terrible attitude all day but my hormones were all out of wack. I know that something is totally messed up and its making me miserable. So I called my Gyno first thing Monday morning to go in and try to figure out what to do to help me out. I go in on Friday. Hopefully we can get this fixed.
Sorry that was so long, I just had to get it out.
I promise my life is good, but having my hormones all wacky on me makes me feel like I have split personality. Its horrible. I've been through all of this before but that doesn't make it any easier.

Yesterday Cooper got his 2 month Shots. Poor baby was so upset when they gave him the shots. He was seriously purple he was so upset. It broke my heart. He did end up calming down after an ear piercing scream for about 5-10 minutes. I held him close and calmed him down the best I could.
The good news is that the doctor said he looked great. He's holding his head up very good. She was impressed with his head control. She also thought he was doing great with his leg strength and was surprised he rolled over already.
He weighs 10lb 9oz and he is 2 months and 3 weeks old right now.
Here are his percentages for where he is compared to other kids his age...
25% for his weight
50% for his head
75% for his length

He is one skinny tall boy. I asked the doctor if we should be concerned about his weight, should we feed him more? She assured us that he was doing just fine and eating enough. She was actually happy about his weight and felt like he's grown well for the past two months considering he was only 6 lbs even at birth. So hopefully he keeps staying healthy. I'm so thankful to God that our angel boy is doing well and growing good.

Attached is a picture of one of the family shots we got Sunday morning. Not one of my best but at least we got a pic as a family. That's what is the most important. This is our very first family Christmas picture with both my niece and our Cooper in it.
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