Under the weather

We may have found a reason for The Toddlers extreme toddler-ness.

She's had a cough for almost two weeks now - one of the casualties of going to daycare. On the phone to The Husband on Wednesday, he mentioned how she had coughed a lot all through the night and we decided to take her to the doctor, rather than be one of those parents who don't take their child's health seriously soon enough and then rock up with a child with pneumonia.

She has a middle ear infection and bronchitis.

Whoops.

The antibiotics seem to be helping (and she loves taking them!), and I'm so relieved that's making a return to her lovely (albeit cheeky and stubborn) self.

Hips

The Bubbys hips are good.

Thank Gawd.

It wasn't until I was lunching with a friend afterwards that I realised how unprepared I was for a bad result.

She'll go back for another ultrasound at five months to double check that it continues to grow normally, but it had 61% coverage as at last week.

So relieved to have dodged this bullet.

Stretching, stretching

Last night The Bubby slept from 10pm until almost 4am, so I got five hours straight sleep.

(She didn't fall asleep until I cracked if after looking after both girls for 12 hours in a day full of tantrums, then scarfed down dinner while The Husband held The Bubby, then fed her for 45 minutes and had to pass her back after 15 minutes of swaying before my back gave in - she was asleep less than a minute after going to The Husband).

It did feel good. But I want more. MORE!!!

Dizzy doozy

For me, it seems that the feeling of wishing I could just go through my days at home slightly tipsy is a recurrent one (don't fear, I'm not!).

That said, it's because of The Toddler, not The Bubby.

At the moment, they seem to be tag teaming, with The Bubby being super sweet and pretty easy (at least until The Toddler is in bed), while The Toddle is dealing with a cold and slowly dropping her nap and being almost two and collecting reasons to tantrum like she is playing some kind of evil toddler bingo.

Of course, The Bubby will likely start going through this just as The Toddler grows out of it.

Smiles

I definitely got smiles today, and I got them on camera.

The Bubby is so adorable - she pauses and the smile slowly creeps over her face, her giant cheeks dimpling and her eyes crinkling just like mine.

She looks like me and it brings tears to my eyes each time.

Bottles

Last night, I headed out to a dear friends engagement party.

In typical style, being my first real outing away from The Bubby, I almost didn't make it as The Bubby started some cluster feeding and being unsettled, and then I couldn't find my wallet and thought it was stolen, then couldn't fine appropriate shoes because gawddamn it seems I'm not ready to wear heels again yet.

It was sooooo nice to be out with adults - I came home with a sore throat from talking non stop for four hours.

And The Bubby? She was fine. She was unsettled and drank from the bottle from 9pm until midnight (she fell asleep just before I got home), and The Husband said it was hard, but not impossible.

I'm so excited that at 7 weeks I've been able to get out and we've handled it fine (unlike the first time we tried to head out when The Toddler was a baby) - I should be able to do it more often, earlier now.

To top it off, she slept until 5:30!

Check ups

The Bubby had her hips ulstrasound yesterday to check for hip dysplasia. I'm not sure how to feel about it - the lady conducting the scan commented that they were a bit small, but this could be because she is not yet 6 weeks old according to her due date (although she was exactly seven weeks old from her actual birth date). She did also comment 'perfect!' - but this could have been in relation to finally getting a clear picture of one of her hips (she was not as well behaved while being scanned as The Toddler was).

The follow up appointment with the pediatrician is next week, less than one week to go...