Well, it came sooner than I expected. Tristan has his first cold. His daddy was sick last week and brought it home to us. First Tristan got sick, now me. The worst part is Tyler is doing drill with the Army this weekend. He's also making up for the drill he missed the weekend before Tristan was born. Normally, Tyler takes the night shift and I take days. Even though he's not going away for drill (he'll be home in the evenings), he will be going to bed early. I know me having him pretty much 24/7 was bound to come, especially with Tyler starting to teach, but I would rather get broken in without a sick baby and sick momma.
Tristan saw the doctor today, our first outing alone together. It went really well. He had lost weight, he weighs 6 pounds 8 ounces, but that's still more than his birth weight. He's been throwing up a bit since the doctor started him on formula (he was allergic to me apparently, lol), so she has us giving him a bit of rice cereal in his bottle. She says if the puking hasn't improved by Monday to call them and she'll prescribe him Zantac. I hope the rice cereal helps him. Even with the puking, he still seems to feel much better than he did before he started formula.