Dexter is up to his normal antics again. I'm glad he's over his illness. I can put him down without him screaming. My arms really needed the break! He is again smiling, laughing, screeching as well as his new fascination with clicking his tongue. It's like night and day, so I totally feel justified in taking him to the doctor. I was not insane in thinking he was REALLY sick, he was, and it took today to really prove to me that he was not at all himself last week.
Which brings me to the newest challenge - diaper changes. I have no problem with getting slung with whatever bodily fluid he can aim at me, but now it's all about him screaming at the top of his lungs whenever I have to change his diaper. He arches his back so that only the top of his head and his feet are touching the changer. Tears pour out of his eyes and he tries desperately to rollover onto his stomach. Most of the time he succeeds and all I can do is try to hold onto one leg and flip him back over before he nose dives off the changer. The worst case scenario is when he stick his foot in the poo diaper and flips over with his unwiped hiney smearing feces all over. He screams so loudly, I bet the neighbors think I'm skinning a cat. It's not fun.
It scares me because he's getting stronger and he gets so upset, I just do not have any idea how to calm him down. Distraction worked great until the past couple weeks. Now, he gets the pacifier when he gets too cranky. That doesn't necessarily stop it though. Holy crap do I wish he'd just chill out. He used to scream while getting buckled into the stroller or the carseat, but now he's as calm as can be while getting strapped in. I'm not sure what made it change, but I wish he'd figure out that it really will hurt more if I don't change his diaper than if I do.
