I have finally found the time and energy to write about the latest fiasco in my household. And amazingly, this is not a Nevaeh-centered story.
Last week I felt the beginnings of a cold. Or what I assumed would turn into a cold. I had a sore throat and that's where it always starts with me. But it never progressed into nasal congestion, plugged ears, or a cough. Just an incredibly painful throat (second only to the "Sore Throat of 2001" when I also had mono -- that sore throat landed me on codeine for awhile). So anyway, I finally went to a Minute Clinic (www.minuteclinic.com) on Monday and was tested for strep throat. Sure enough, the rapid strep test came back positive within 3 minutes. I'm now on penicillin and the sore throat was gone within 24 hours of popping the first pill. I'm kicking myself for not having gone in sooner, especially when I was fairly convinced that it was indeed strep. But you know what, now that I'm not feeling the pain anymore, I've kind of forgotten about how awful last week really was.
And what made it worse was that Nevaeh (ok, I guess Nevaeh played a part in this story after all) was projectile vomiting last Friday night. She didn't seem to have any pain, so I think her tummy was just too full from 3 meals of solids and bottles. She started a mini coughing fit and up it all came. That was my first vomit experience with her and I know now why parents used to tell me that I'm lucky I haven't had to deal with it before. It was all over my leather chair, my clothes, her clothes, in my hair, on the kitchen floor, fridge, stove, cupboards, sink… I spent 10 minutes cleaning it all up (because who wants to deal with it after it's crusted over?) while Nevaeh laid on the bathroom floor giggling and playing with her feet, started a load of laundry, and settled back down in the chair with her to finish her bedtime bottle. I had just burped her and was ready to bring her to bed when…. Yep…. Up it all came again. Repeat aforementioned cleaning process. I ended up sleeping on the floor next to her crib because I was terrified that she was going to be sick all night. After a couple hours of coughing every 10-15 minutes (and only one more mess to clean up), she finally settled into sleep and I got about 4 hours of sleep myself. But can I just point out how incredibly tiring it is to take care of a sick baby plus your own sick self? Not fun, but I'm glad we survived this round.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Another round of infections...
Daycare called me last Friday morning and said that something was "just not right" with Nevaeh. She looked out of it, she wouldn't crack a smile, she wouldn't take a bottle (first time ever), and her temp was 101.7. So I took her to the doctor and sure enough, bad infections in BOTH ears. After an hour of Tylenol and an antibiotic in her system, she was back to her normal self, thank goodness.
Nevaeh has also started solid foods -- just rice cereal and peas for now. I guess she eats well at daycare and she used to eat well for me in the evenings, but now at suppertime, she prefers screaming and crying. She still eats all her food, but it is not without a fight. I should probably just throw in the towel for a little bit because I am obviously doing something wrong.
On a positive note, Nevaeh continues to love her jumperoo. She won't stay in it too terribly long and she seems to enjoy it more when I'm sitting next to her watching. I have seen her eyeing up the electrical outlets just slightly out of her reach, so it looks like I need to do something about that. She has been playing with her new Christmas toys lately -- the Rock-A-Stack, shape sorter, and Stack-A-Cups. She likes when I take a couple of cups and make them into a ball that she can hold, throw, and drop. No rolling over or sitting up on her own yet. She prefers being a blob, I guess. I can tell she's getting stronger and will soon be able to sit up on her own, but for now, she's bent over at the waist while playing with her toys. Last night I laid her on a blanket in the living room and ran to my bedroom to check my email. I came back not even 3 minutes later and she was off the blanket and almost under the Christmas tree. Apparently she has the "inchworm" movements down pat. It's funny to watch -- she lifts up her butt, pulls her knees forward, and then kicks out. I think this means no more unsupervised naps on Mama's bed! And she prefers standing up and trying to play with toys that way as opposed to laying on her tummy or sitting. She'll stand by herself for a couple seconds at a time or longer if she's holding onto the couch or a chair. Not real coordinated yet in that department, which is probably a good thing -- gives me a couple more months to get the apartment child-proofed!
Nevaeh has also started solid foods -- just rice cereal and peas for now. I guess she eats well at daycare and she used to eat well for me in the evenings, but now at suppertime, she prefers screaming and crying. She still eats all her food, but it is not without a fight. I should probably just throw in the towel for a little bit because I am obviously doing something wrong.
On a positive note, Nevaeh continues to love her jumperoo. She won't stay in it too terribly long and she seems to enjoy it more when I'm sitting next to her watching. I have seen her eyeing up the electrical outlets just slightly out of her reach, so it looks like I need to do something about that. She has been playing with her new Christmas toys lately -- the Rock-A-Stack, shape sorter, and Stack-A-Cups. She likes when I take a couple of cups and make them into a ball that she can hold, throw, and drop. No rolling over or sitting up on her own yet. She prefers being a blob, I guess. I can tell she's getting stronger and will soon be able to sit up on her own, but for now, she's bent over at the waist while playing with her toys. Last night I laid her on a blanket in the living room and ran to my bedroom to check my email. I came back not even 3 minutes later and she was off the blanket and almost under the Christmas tree. Apparently she has the "inchworm" movements down pat. It's funny to watch -- she lifts up her butt, pulls her knees forward, and then kicks out. I think this means no more unsupervised naps on Mama's bed! And she prefers standing up and trying to play with toys that way as opposed to laying on her tummy or sitting. She'll stand by herself for a couple seconds at a time or longer if she's holding onto the couch or a chair. Not real coordinated yet in that department, which is probably a good thing -- gives me a couple more months to get the apartment child-proofed!
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Reflections on MN trip
I meant to write a long time ago, but I guess I got busy. Go figure.
1) Nevaeh did great on the flight up to MN. She had just learned how to put her pacifier back in her mouth and that entertained her far longer than I expected.
2) The weather wasn't bad. Yep, you heard me. In fact, over the course of 15 days, not once did I think to myself, "Brrrrrr, it's cold, I want to go home." I must give credit to my 4-year-old fluffy down jacket from Old Navy.
3) Nevaeh looked sooooooooooo cute in her purple snowsuit. I think she liked being bundled up too.
4) I got my Christmas wish granted -- a white Christmas. In fact, I was able to help Dad shovel a lot of the new stuff.
5) There were a million and three people on our list to visit. I did not make it out to everyone's. If you were one of those who were missed, my apologies. Hopefully we'll catch you on the next trip or you can always visit us in the desert.
6) I enjoyed sleeping in a couple of times and staying up late to read. I've been trying to read every night before bed since I've been home, but it's mostly been my Bible and baby-related books.
Well, I guess that's all for now. I know for a fact that I had so much more to say, but i didn't write down my thoughts when I should have, so I've forgotten them. Oh well.
1) Nevaeh did great on the flight up to MN. She had just learned how to put her pacifier back in her mouth and that entertained her far longer than I expected.
2) The weather wasn't bad. Yep, you heard me. In fact, over the course of 15 days, not once did I think to myself, "Brrrrrr, it's cold, I want to go home." I must give credit to my 4-year-old fluffy down jacket from Old Navy.
3) Nevaeh looked sooooooooooo cute in her purple snowsuit. I think she liked being bundled up too.
4) I got my Christmas wish granted -- a white Christmas. In fact, I was able to help Dad shovel a lot of the new stuff.
5) There were a million and three people on our list to visit. I did not make it out to everyone's. If you were one of those who were missed, my apologies. Hopefully we'll catch you on the next trip or you can always visit us in the desert.
6) I enjoyed sleeping in a couple of times and staying up late to read. I've been trying to read every night before bed since I've been home, but it's mostly been my Bible and baby-related books.
Well, I guess that's all for now. I know for a fact that I had so much more to say, but i didn't write down my thoughts when I should have, so I've forgotten them. Oh well.
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