What happened to my happy, healthy, SLEEPING baby? I took for granted that Sloane started sleeping through the night consistently at 4 months. I don't know how all the moms out there do it.. the ones with colicky, reflux, non-sleeping babies. I probably wouldn't have wanted to have another baby. At least not right away. Sloane was super healthy until I stopped breastfeeding around 6 months. Granted, this is when kiddo's really start getting active and putting everything they see in their mouths, but still. I think there may really be something to that passing all your immunities to your child thing. Not to say I would do anything differently, I wouldn't, but it's interesting. I also know now that Sloane is in daycare she's more susceptible to all the germs. I don't really mind it I just feel so bad for her. She loves daycare, she brightens up every time we walk through the door so again, I don't regret the decision, just feel bad that she inherited my weak immune system. My favorite is how people try to make you feel better by telling you they'll be super healthy by the time they're 5. I wasn't. I was a sick kid, a sick teenager and I'm a sick adult. I'm just sick, and I have a bad feeling Sloane will be the same. This week Sloane is battling molars (I know, not an illness), an ear infection, a yeast infection (thanks to the antibiotics), and the daycare called me today to let me know that they believe she has "hand, foot, and mouth" disease. Awesome. Luckily I didn't have to pack up work and get her, as now that the rash is present, she's no longer contagious. So now I'm not sure if that persistent fever was from her ear or this virus that was going around. Whatever it was, I'm glad the fever is gone.. I just wish I could get my sleepy baby back. Sloane hasn't slept through the night for about a month now. Most nights consist of at least 30 minutes of screaming. Not only do I feel awful for my poor baby, I am TIRED!!!
Last week the pups found a skull. We think a possum skull. They chewed it up (brought it to us, I guess it was a gift. Um, thanks girls) and contracted a bacteria that made them poop. Poop a lot and poop blood. So they're also on antibiotics. Rudy still falls for the cheese trick but Rosie's wise. I now have to force two horse pills down her mouth each morning. I am literally covered in saliva before heading to work. Thankfully they are on the mend. No accidents for a few days. Just finishing up all the laundry they left in their poopy wake.
I'm fairly convinced my life would make for an interesting TV show. My mornings are a riot, Sloane not wanting me to put her down, screaming as she watches me flat iron my hair. Work has been okay, but lets face it, I'm ready to go. I got reamed out today by some puffy civilian who was simply embarrassed he got schooled by a contractor. That was fun. Thank goodness I have June. If we didn't laugh so much we'd probably be on the news for threatening a whole building on a government installation.
More random thoughts... Sloane still isn't walking and what's funny is when people ask me and I tell them no, it's like they feel bad for me. Um, she just turned 1, I highly doubt she'll still be crawling at 18. Although, she is supposed to be a flower girl in June. Next Monday is picture day at Sloane's day care and I couldn't be more excited for her first school picture!!! Okay, I think that's all I have for today, but it is only Tuesday.
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