Nothing interesting ... except everything

I wanted to give an update, but there’s really not a whole lot going on with Kole himself. His sleep is still all over the map. His crying fits at night are bordering on colic, but we’re still not sure. We’re trying some formula that is supposed to be easier on the tummy and better for gas. We made the mistake of giggling like Beavis and Butt-head at his farting at first, but quickly began to appreciate what his digestive system was going through. The jury is still out on the result of the formula change. I can tell you the result of his poop since the change. I never expected poop to smell like French bread straight out of the oven, but there’s definitely a difference between breast milk poop and formula poop. I think his diapers are making Maggie want to roll over and gag. Speaking of diapers, I couldn’t help but notice how much garbage we now take out. Before the baby, we put out one bag of garbage per week. Not one per trash day - one a week! Being good recyclers, our recycle bin was always out full each week. Sometimes we had to put our second recycle bin out. Now? Two weeks running - both recycle bins overflowing, mostly with Ozarka bottles since that’s what we use with the formula in the bottles, plus Kathy has been guzzling more water. We’ve now accompanied the recycle bins with two full bags of trash each trash day. One is the diaper bag. We opted away from the ‘Diaper Genie’ and other tricked up, high-maintenance specialty items with specialty bags, etc. We just keep a second trash can (with a lid) in the garage, which is 8 steps from Kole’s changing table in his room. A regular 13-gallon kitchen trash bag is about half-full every four days. He’s developed great timing for bathroom breaks. Fresh air definitely gets his system moving. We’ve had the projectile poop on a handful of occasions, then we’ve had the pee fountain several other times. I’ve since instituted a 30-second “airing-out” time period. I un-tape the dirty diaper, give his nether regions a few waves of fresh air, then stand back and wait for any secondary discharge before cleaning up and slipping under the new diaper.
Kathy still isn’t fully recovered from her tear, so that adds a level of being bummed out that’s already on top of the sleep deprivation. Hold a good thought for her. I at least get out of the house when I need to. I’m back to work, but luckily this is the slowest time of the year for us. We’re really just doing some Best Of shows during the summer. This week I’m hoping to knock out two shows, and I shouldn’t have to spend more than 20 total hours in the office to get everything knocked out, freeing up some time to help out more here. I don’t have a road trip scheduled until July 20-23 when I go to Kansas City for Big 12 football interview days.
That’s the update. He’s still not potty trained, since he doesn’t really comprehend any house rules he hasn’t defied any of them, he isn’t tugging Maggie's ears and making enemies with her, he’s just barely 3-weeks old and making life ... interesting. I can sum up the joys of fatherhood many ways, but I think that’s my favorite word these days ... interesting.