Thank you, thank you a million times over for all your great advice. I knew I could count on you guys. It seems that all babies are on a spectrum of reflux. Eva was on the side of next to zero while Miles is somewhere in the middle. He tosses his cookies fairly often. Poor Eva found that out the hard way when Miles blew a gallon of semi-processed mama milk all over when she was holding him. She's still in therapy because of the PTSD. The biggest problems are tons more laundry and more ass kicking during the night to keep him upright, but there's no colic. That seems to be the kicker when thinking about meds. Miles is considered a 'happy refluxer' and continues to gain weight. In sum, we just have to continue to forfeit the sleep while we wait for him to get bigger and stronger.
While he naps and while Eva and John are at the grocery store I'm going to dot some i's and cross some very neglected t's.
Many of you asked about the artist and song behind the Hatzenbuehler video. It's a collaboration between the groups The Pastels and The Tenniscoats. Totally badass. The song is Vivid Youth (see link below).
For months I've been meaning to feature my sweet friend and carpenter, Timian's, killer work on our office. This room went from a semi-useless, cluttered bummer to a totally radical office/guest room in two weeks. We have three bedrooms, and with the addition of a second kid we wanted to have an organized playroom/office that could second as a guest room. The solution was a murphy bed disguised as a built-in bookshelf. We painted the room a pale gray and hid the bed behind a chalkboard and a few key pieces of Christopher David Ryan's work.
Now I'm off to negotiate with Ferris for a much-needed nap.