Anyway, I'll start with the cyst since everyone loves to hear about those. I have this bump on my wrist that showed up when Elijah was about 3 months old. I went to pick him up and I felt something in my wrist pop and it hurt and was sore for quite awhile and this weird bump showed up. At first I was like "Terrific, I broke my wrist!" but then I concluded that if I had actually broken it, it would hurt a lot worse and since it stopped hurting eventually and I was still able to use it, it was probably not broken. But the bump didn't go away and I showed it to Mike's sister (who is finishing up her Bachelor's in Nursing this May) and she said it was probably a benign cyst and might go away on its own, but that I should watch it. Well, it didn't go away but I don't have time to make doctor's appointments for myself for silly things like benign cysts that don't even hurt, they just look weird. But Mike finally convinced me to go to the doctor and, lo and behold, it's a ganglion cyst (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ganglion_cyst). The first wikipedia picture in the top right is pretty much exactly what mine looks like. So now I have to make an appointment with a plastic surgeon guy to have it excised. What a pain. I'm tempted not to worry about it, but if it keeps getting bigger then I guess it could become a real problem. Right now it's just weird-looking. So to the plastic surgeon I will go. (Maybe he can suck some of this jelly out of my thunder thighs while he's at it.)
On top of that, I got a cold last week, which again, is mostly just annoying. It started out as allergies, I'm sure, because it was during the super high pollen days and was accompanied by super itchy eyes and face. But since there is apparently no allergy medicine on the planet to help me and I just had to suffer through, I think it went into a full-blown cold. It always gets better by the end of the day and then worse again when I wake up in the morning. The past five mornings in a row I've woken up with a massive sinus headache right between my eyes. I take ibuprofen but it doesn't seem to help, I just kind of have to wait until it dissipates or something.
But enough about my minor health issues. Elijah seems to be napping better. Of course, I'm just cynical enough to fear that if I say that, it will cause a rupture in the space time continuum and ruin his napping altogether. However, I am also trying to transition him to finger foods and he's working on crawling. He's actually been trying to crawl for awhile now and he does this thing where he lays on his belly and pushes himself around with his hands. Unfortunately, it means he can only move backwards and he often gets stuck when he runs into something behind him that he can't see (see the picture below). He has started pushing up on hands and knees and rocking back and forth but I think he's just so big and weighs so much that it's more difficult for him to hold all his weight up like that and actually move around. Either that or he hasn't quite figured out that he needs to move his limbs independently, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time.
As far as the food goes, it isn't going as well as when I started him on the pureed food, but that went so extremely well that I probably shouldn't complain. He doesn't want to eat finger foods that aren't especially yummy or that he has to work at much. So far I can get him to eat cheerios, blueberries, small pieces of cantaloupe, and pita bread with little to no trouble. Mike gave him a tiny cucumber piece the other day and he ate that, too. He's not too fond of peas or broccoli or cauliflower, which surprises me because I pureed cauliflower and he ate it happily. But I'm going to try to cut up peaches and stuff for him, too. It's just hard to know how much to give him so I don't waste a bunch. Any my dog LOVES it because he drops so much stuff that becomes Nickel's snack. It's helpful to me, too, because then I don't have any floor mess to clean. That's why you get a dog!
In addition to the crawling and the feeding himself, he has also started giving kisses. They're slobbery and not at all the kind of kiss you'd want from anyone but a baby, but they're also super sweet. I couldn't get a picture of it because every time I aim the camera at us, he wants to look at it, rather than focus on me asking him to give me a kiss. Mike and I have both gotten unsolicited kisses and I think he gave a few requested ones to Grandma, I'm not certain. I seem to get the most but I told Mike that's probably because he has a rougher face than me when he comes home at the end of the day with his five o'clock shadow.
I hope everyone enjoys the pictures. I love them but they also make me sad because he's really starting to look like a little boy and not a baby anymore. Time to go cry and make my congestion even worse. ;)
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