Emer at 5.5 months
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ailbheWell, I don't do regular updates, so I thought I'd throw one in here.
She's gorgeous. What else matters?
Well, when she was four weeks old I bopped her on the head and so we went to A&E. Then when she was four months I got ill and she got dehydrated, which I didn't realise until I took her to a doctor. Then less than a month later she got a fever and we found that she couldn't take oral medicine so we had to get suppositories, which made me feel abusive and disgusting, but were clearly much less traumatic for her than the oral meds. Then she had a growth spurt.
Now she's fat and happy and has two teeth. She's interested in solid foods but not ready for them yet - when handed a banana she tasted it and rejected it outright when she found a piece bit off when she chomped down on it. So we give her a spoon and a plate at mealtimes and she feels like part of what's going on.
She likes to say "bl" as in "bleagh" and "bloo" and "blblblblblbl."
She loves her sister a ridiculous amount and enjoys horseplay which leaves her parents alarmed and poised to rescue. She hates dirty nappies. Strangers are beginning to bother her and she's really twigged to the fact that I'm separate now; she doesn't approve. I haven't written many poems for her yet, but then, I hadn't written many for Linnea at this age either; I think it's a time and energy issue.
She's ticklish and charming, productive of poo, enchanting, disarming, and covered in goo.
She's gorgeous. What else matters?
Well, when she was four weeks old I bopped her on the head and so we went to A&E. Then when she was four months I got ill and she got dehydrated, which I didn't realise until I took her to a doctor. Then less than a month later she got a fever and we found that she couldn't take oral medicine so we had to get suppositories, which made me feel abusive and disgusting, but were clearly much less traumatic for her than the oral meds. Then she had a growth spurt.
Now she's fat and happy and has two teeth. She's interested in solid foods but not ready for them yet - when handed a banana she tasted it and rejected it outright when she found a piece bit off when she chomped down on it. So we give her a spoon and a plate at mealtimes and she feels like part of what's going on.
She likes to say "bl" as in "bleagh" and "bloo" and "blblblblblbl."
She loves her sister a ridiculous amount and enjoys horseplay which leaves her parents alarmed and poised to rescue. She hates dirty nappies. Strangers are beginning to bother her and she's really twigged to the fact that I'm separate now; she doesn't approve. I haven't written many poems for her yet, but then, I hadn't written many for Linnea at this age either; I think it's a time and energy issue.
She's ticklish and charming, productive of poo, enchanting, disarming, and covered in goo.
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Date: 2007-02-02 12:19 am (UTC)*cheered by the update*
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Date: 2007-02-02 09:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-02-02 12:25 pm (UTC)Huzzah! A second babbage for Ailbhe!
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Date: 2007-02-02 09:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-02-03 10:04 am (UTC)Hullo you too, young lady *tips hat*
Myself and the Munchkin are planning a babbage ourselves once we tie the knot.
Though ours is codenamed "the weasel".
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Date: 2007-02-02 09:31 pm (UTC)