Sounds like it could have been new teeth, right?
Well, luckily I had just read a couple other blogs that dealt with thrush. I got out the flashlight and somehow managed to look inside Mason's mouth. Sure enough, white patches were all over his cheek. None on his tongue though, which would have been a lot easier to spot.
So, we went to the doctor today and got some medicine. I think it is already working, he hasn't slept this well in a while. The best part about visiting the doc was finding out how much our chunk weighs -- 20 pounds, 9 ounces.
I feel like Mason's been speeding through some developmental milestones. He needs to take it easy. Three days after he started crawling, he cruised around the hassock. He now sits up on his own, as in he'll be crawling around, I blink and all of a sudden he is sitting. Mason loves to stand, pulls himself up wherever possible. And, today, he did the no hands trick. Look, no hands!
He doesn't crawl too fast on the floor, but he sure can bolt across a bed in no time flat. I'm sure that before we know it, he'll be walking and we'll be chasing him all over the house.