January Randoms

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cooper is 8 months old!

This month has been pretty rough, but we're getting by. We have started weaning Cooper, but she is refusing to take the bottle. Even the nursing strike didn't seem to work as Coop held out much longer than I expected, and then would only eat yogurt...We're dipping the nipple in some yogurt and that tricks her through a few sucks; she is one tough cookie. We love her so much, though, and wouldn't trade a thing for this hard-headed little one. :)

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8 months old!

Locks of Love

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 After :)

Laundry is hilarious!

pretty strong little toddler...

Cooper is 7...ok ok...7 1/2 months old!

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7 (1/2) months old

I am now redeeming the "may be late once in taking the bear pictures in your child's first year" coupon. With the whirlwind of Christmas, the 21st just came and went and today was the first day that I thought about taking the picture when I could actually take the picture. So here you have it. Considering Cooper is VERY ill at the moment, it turned out pretty darn cute.

I sure hope you feel better soon, little sickle. I love you!!

What a day.

About 10 am I call and leave a message for the nurse to discuss Cooper and whether or not I should bring her in--tell whoever I'm talking to all the symptoms and everything that I will have to repeat again to the nurse (fever about 102, can't get it under 100, nose constantly running cloudy, persistent cough, seems hard to breathe, very fast, a little raspy and her shoulders move up and down) and she says, "Have you tried a humidifier? I'll give her the message."

About 12 I call back; this has happened before and the nurse never got the message. Lady says, she's in with a patient and to call back if I haven't been contacted by about 3:30. All the while, trying, if I need to take her in, to get an appointment before Tyler goes in to work at 2 because it would be impossible to take Axl with me.

Nurse calls back at about 2. "What time did you call? I'm just now seeing your chart and we're booked for the rest of the afternoon. I think she needs to be brought in so you need to go to Twilight Clinic (AKA- HELL placed right smack dab in the middle of UK Campus)".

Call Twilight and make an appointment, then find a babysitter. Load Coop up in the car and drive into Lexington. Get her out of the car; she seems oddly cool, nose dry as a bone, and she looks up at me and giggles. Seriously?

Nurse takes temp and says cheerily, "98.5". Great.

Doctor says he hears some wheezing and after pulling A LOT of ear wax out so that he can see, says she has a really bad ear infection. He prescribes antibiotic that will take care of the ear infection and possible early pneumonia (whatever that means...).

I stop at Wal-Mart to get scipt filled and Tyler suggests I pick some groceries up. Cooper's illness suddenly returns and she cries and screams the entire venture. I race home to relieve the babysitter-that thinks I was going to be home about 45 minutes ago. Cooper continues to scream while I unload the groceries onto the counter and try to figure out if I should lay her down or feed her. If I fed her then she'd be going to bed at about 7:30...not a good idea. I set Axl up with some food and take her upstairs, calm her down, give her the medicine and lay her down.

I come downstairs to find this. I just had to laugh.

I have a pretty smart little 2-year old and a sick little 7 month old. Each day has it's own challenges, but we're surviving. :)