A Day at the Doc

Day 310:

Well Conor, while I made my way to the office, you made your way to the doctor with Mommy...  It was time to get the all clear for all you've been going through in the last 10 days or so.  Well, while I worked the day away your Mom took the brunt of a tongue lashing from your doctor, Dr. Banta.  It seems that somewhere along the line the orders weren't completely understood and for some medications you got to much, others, not enough.  Well, this would mean MORE medication though nothing dire.  Either way, Mommy took it all on the chin and I was only told the tale of whoa...

Well, turns out the news wasn't all bad... Your lungs are COMPLETELY clear, the runny nose has subsided, and we're all right back on track... The only thing of any consequence coming out of the conversation with the doc would be the recommendation to get you off the bink (pacifier) now.  Like, today.  A step that frankly, we're both terrified of for fear of getting an sleep!  Well, that also isn't so bad (so far) as you went down at 7:45pm and here, 4 hours later, nary a peep.  Here's to being bink free in '13!

Otherwise, Mommy had a ton to do throughout the day and so it fell to me to grab you from school, and so I couldn't wait to get out of work! Especially given that I'm going to be at a conference in Orlando for a couple days starting Monday morning...  I want all the play time I can get!  So of course, when I showed up to Ms. Zeny's you beamed with excitement!  Just before passing out cold in your car seat prior to our even leaving the neighborhood...  But when we got home it was play time and dinner and a bath and then off to bed (sans bink) and it's been all quiet on the Conor front ever since.

Ahhhh... A happy baby boy means happy parents, Son.  Someday, God willing, you'll learn this yourself.

I love you, Boy'O...
-Dad