Bloody hell! He's three months old and weighs very nearly 9 pounds! He's also learnt an important Jones trait: grouchiness. But today he went for his first run. Well I ran and he didn't scream although I almost did on the fourth hill climb. But mostly when he's decided he's unhappy you certainly get to know about it and the simple sleep-eat-nappy routine isn't quite so simple anymore. Now while the screaming is undoubtedly doing wonderful things for his lung growth - and certainly if you heard him at full bore you'd doubt whether he had a lung condition - it's using up valuable calories!He's been taken off one of his three medicines - ranitidine - which is one of the anti-reflux drugs. This is mostly because he really disliked it. Trying to get medicine from a syringe into the mouth of a screaming baby should really have been one of Heracles' trials. It will be replaced with a similar antacid drug.
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