Good News and VERY Bad News

Let's start with the good news first,

MY BABY IS BACK!!!

Sam has been ridiculously ornery for about 2 weeks and then just kind of ornery for a total of a month. I took him to the pediatrician b/c he just wasn't acting like himself and it has been weeks so I just wanted to make sure everything was okay. Paranoid first time mom maybe? Anyway, he actually did end up having thrush and his top 4 teeth are coming in. You can really see those big middle ones. They should be pushing through the skin any day now. The Dr. told me the bottom ones come in pretty easy b/c they are sharp and they come in quick but the top ones are dull and not super sharp so they take a while longer. Anyway, the thrush is now gone I think and the teeth should be in shortly but I think the main reason for his crying was a case of serious separation anxiety. 

When I posted a little bit ago about him freaking out when we laid him down to go to bed at night I think this was the beginning of the serious separation anxiety. I think he was afraid we weren't with him. The crying was of sheer terror, it was terrible. Well last week was the climax of crying. He cried A LOT for a good solid week maybe two weeks. He would be happy as a clam if I was holding him but if I even dared put him down it was freak out city USA. Not even kidding, there were times I would put him down by my feet to get dressed and he was freaking out so bad and clamouring (spelling?) at my feet/shins so bad I couldn't even get dressed. I would have to put him in his crib to freak out so I could get dressed. It was REALLY bad. I refused to hold him all day so it resulted in (as previously stated) A LOT  of crying. I was pretty fresh in the mornings and the crying wouldn't really get to me, I would just ignore it. Try to sing to him, give him toys, let him know he was okay even though I wasn't holding him. Nothing worked; he would scream until I picked him up. By the time Danny got home from work I was done with the crying. It gets to you after hours. One of the craziest parts of the couple of weeks was that it only happened at our apartment. He still prefers me when we aren't home but I went over to my moms a couple of times and I could set him down and he would crawl around like everything was okay, crazy! We could even go out on the grass and play and he was fine. The second we left the house to run errands or do anything he was fine. I am happy to now report that something finally clicked in that little head of his and he realizes that he is not attached to me and is okay to crawl around and explore and it has been a WONDERFUL few days. He has also been sleeping much better. Saturday, he took 3, 1 1/2 hour naps in his crib. Long gone are the days of him sleeping in his carrier. I am much happier as you can imagine. :) So the good news is that my happy, funny baby is back to normal. 

And now for the bad news, and it is really bad news. My favorite camera lens broke the other day. I have absolutely LOVED this camera lens. It has taken great pictures and I don't know what I am going to do without it. Sam was doing something really funny the other day so I ran to grab the camera that was sitting on the desk. Well, the strap of the camera got caught on the edge of the desk and it ripped the camera right out of my hands and it fell straight down on the lens. I think it might be able to be repaired but I'm not sure. I will be heartbroken if it can't. It is definitely not one of the most expensive lenses out there but it is to me. So sad. Now I have to try to figure out how to take decent pictures with the other lenses I have. I was just gearing up to take his 9 month old pictures, grrrrr. I am so disappointed. I will have to let you know if it ends up being repairable. 

Yeah, those two pieces there are suppose to be connected.