We made it to church though Erik was very grouchy and kept spitting up. I coaxed an ounce down him during the service but he urped it up as soon as we got home. Then came the day of him drinking small amounts of milk and urping it up all over his outfits and Joel. Somehow poor Joel was always the one holding him when Erik decided to empty his tummy. Poor Daddy!
Sooooo...after lots of coaxing, back pats, changes of outfits and cuddles Erik is starting to act normal again. He isn't up to his normal milk consumption yet but he's half way there and hasn't urped anything for the last two feedings. We're praying that he isn't going to lactose intolerant like Abby but even she didn't have that strong of a reaction to formulas when I tried to give her some. For right now I'm making enough milk (sorry if this TMI for some of you!) since he isn't drinking as much now but if I fall behind again we'll have the fun task of going through the "sensitive" formulas to see if he can keep those down.
Other than that things are going well out here. The girls are enjoying having their own rooms and Joel and I are enjoying that they don't keep each other awake at night anymore! The girls have already made "best friends" at church with other little girls their age and Katie has a devoted admirer who loves to stand by her and just gaze upon her beauty! I had a hard not laughing when he came up beside us and was just happy to look at Katie. She glanced at him a couple times as if she was trying to figure out what in the world he was doing and then she fell to staring at him. Ah young love! :)