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Nov. 17th, 2007 08:19 pmTurns out that Nora is rather fond of Aunt (and pronounce it "ant," please) Julie, despite her bout of stranger anxiety. They had a lovely afternoon Thursday hanging out on the floor. Then we all went to Mom's for pizza and Nora was even lovely there.
However, Friday morning we went to wake her up to discover a giant diaper blowout and what appeared to be puke all over the crib. Awesome. Cue impromptu bath and laundry. She seemed okay in the morning. She even pigged out more than usual at breakfast, presumably because she had an empty stomach. But then it was all downhill from there. She was unbelievably crabby all afternoon, barely ate anything, and hardly took any nap at all.
I honestly can't tell if it's because her stomach was still bothering her or if it's the teeth kicking in. I kinda think it's the teeth because she wouldn't have been so good in the morning had it been her stomach still, and she's been chewing whatever she could get in her mouth. In any case, I was desperate for John to get home quick Friday as I was totally stressed out. And glad it was Friday because I'd have John to help out on the weekend.
Or would I? So John got sick this morning and has been lying in bed with a puke bucket ever since. And Nora has been just as cranky today, and still not eating much, and still napping poorly. Two exceptions to this were when I bundled her up and walked down to get the mail and then again when we jetted over to Mom's to get Julie her Christmas present that arrived in today's mail before she heads back to South Carolina. Nora took a short nap in the car on the way home and happily ate her puffs when we got back while I had dinner so there was that respite, too.
This was a pretty bad weekend for John to get sick, too. We have a ton of stuff to get done before we head up to Vermont, a trip I'm not particularly looking forward to, but also don't want to put off should there still be sickness amongst us. Seriously, if I catch this bug, I'm going to be super pissed. Blah.
However, Friday morning we went to wake her up to discover a giant diaper blowout and what appeared to be puke all over the crib. Awesome. Cue impromptu bath and laundry. She seemed okay in the morning. She even pigged out more than usual at breakfast, presumably because she had an empty stomach. But then it was all downhill from there. She was unbelievably crabby all afternoon, barely ate anything, and hardly took any nap at all.
I honestly can't tell if it's because her stomach was still bothering her or if it's the teeth kicking in. I kinda think it's the teeth because she wouldn't have been so good in the morning had it been her stomach still, and she's been chewing whatever she could get in her mouth. In any case, I was desperate for John to get home quick Friday as I was totally stressed out. And glad it was Friday because I'd have John to help out on the weekend.
Or would I? So John got sick this morning and has been lying in bed with a puke bucket ever since. And Nora has been just as cranky today, and still not eating much, and still napping poorly. Two exceptions to this were when I bundled her up and walked down to get the mail and then again when we jetted over to Mom's to get Julie her Christmas present that arrived in today's mail before she heads back to South Carolina. Nora took a short nap in the car on the way home and happily ate her puffs when we got back while I had dinner so there was that respite, too.
This was a pretty bad weekend for John to get sick, too. We have a ton of stuff to get done before we head up to Vermont, a trip I'm not particularly looking forward to, but also don't want to put off should there still be sickness amongst us. Seriously, if I catch this bug, I'm going to be super pissed. Blah.
