Are we through it?
Oct. 30th, 2009 10:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaAlex did better yesterday, nibbling graham crackers and dry Cheerios and showing more of her customary energy. She had some rice again for dinner, and then we bathed her and put her to bed and held our breath.
She slept through the night and woke up cheerful. She asked me for "a big breakfast." Thinking of how tiny her appetite had been, I offered her a big piece of cinnamon toast, and she accepted. But while it was cooking, "Mom, I want a bagel and cream cheese." "You said you wanted cinnamon toast, so that's what I'm making you!" She thought for a moment. "How about both?"
And, yeah. She ate the cinnamon toast and then she ate a mini bagel with cream cheese. More like inhaled. So I dressed her up in her Halloween costume and took her to school, just in time for the Halloween parade. (I did check with her teacher to make sure that there wouldn't be a ton of sugary treats, because I didn't want to over-tax her stomach. Her teacher reported that each kid would get one lollipop, so yay.)
Michael reports that he has picked her up and that she is tired but well. I gave her nanny free reign to let Alex watch movies this afternoon, so she can conserve her energy and hopefully make a stop at the church Halloween party tonight.
Colin is better too. He hasn't needed to use the bulb syringe for a couple of days, and he has figured out how to nurse without scraping his brand-new teeth on me. I am extremely grateful. He wore his costume to drop Alex off at school and was much admired; pictures of both kids later.
She slept through the night and woke up cheerful. She asked me for "a big breakfast." Thinking of how tiny her appetite had been, I offered her a big piece of cinnamon toast, and she accepted. But while it was cooking, "Mom, I want a bagel and cream cheese." "You said you wanted cinnamon toast, so that's what I'm making you!" She thought for a moment. "How about both?"
And, yeah. She ate the cinnamon toast and then she ate a mini bagel with cream cheese. More like inhaled. So I dressed her up in her Halloween costume and took her to school, just in time for the Halloween parade. (I did check with her teacher to make sure that there wouldn't be a ton of sugary treats, because I didn't want to over-tax her stomach. Her teacher reported that each kid would get one lollipop, so yay.)
Michael reports that he has picked her up and that she is tired but well. I gave her nanny free reign to let Alex watch movies this afternoon, so she can conserve her energy and hopefully make a stop at the church Halloween party tonight.
Colin is better too. He hasn't needed to use the bulb syringe for a couple of days, and he has figured out how to nurse without scraping his brand-new teeth on me. I am extremely grateful. He wore his costume to drop Alex off at school and was much admired; pictures of both kids later.
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Date: 2009-10-30 04:06 pm (UTC)N.
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Date: 2009-10-30 05:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-30 05:28 pm (UTC)And yes, the day your nursing baby figures out that Mama is NOT a chew toy is always a happy one.