Little lopsided guy #2

Today we went to the physio about Ollie's flat head. Luckily for us, one of the few paediatric phsyiotherapists in Brisbane just happens to be in Sherwood. She confirmed that we weren't imagining Ollie's flat spot and also that his neck muscle on one side was tighter than it should be as a result of favouring his right side. It turns out that we are already doing pretty much most of the things that we can do to help him with this problem (talking to him and putting toys to his left side to encourage him to look that way, raising his mattress on one side and LOTS of tummy time). We have an appointment to go back in two weeks so we have to do everything we can in that time so that there is a really noticeable improvement next time we see her.

As an update on the sleep front, on Sunday night Ollie went down around 6.30 and didn't wake until 1am for a feed. He then slept through until morning. I thought this must have been a fluke but then last night he woke for his 10pm feed and slept through till about 3am and then slept until morning. While there is no consistency in the timing of his feeds/waking, he has basically dropped one of his middle of the night feeds. Fingers crossed he does the same thing tonight.

Not as enjoyable is that illness is sweeping the Dower household. Nick came down with a cold on the weekend and had today off work with it. Last night I realised that I was also coming down with it and it appears that Olliebear may be getting it as well - although his sneezes and coughs are much more adorable than Nick and mine. This experience has highlighted to us the lack of medications that are available to me while I'm feeding Ollie. Codral, which we swear by for colds/flu, is off limits as it apparently can reduce milk supply by up to 25%, not to mention have an amphetamine like effect on Ollie - not exactly ideal. So I am suffering through it the old fashioned way.

You will see from the pics above that Ollie and Nick have finally tried out their tuxedo t-shirts - something I know Nick has been looking forward to since many months before Ollie was even born. We like the message that a tuxedo t-shirt and nappy gives - "I want to be formal, but I still crap my pants"!!

Nick is planning to have the smiling pic of Ollie in his shirt printed onto a stubby cooler so he can take it out with him this weekend when he finally gets to "wet Ollie's head" with a few friends.

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