A couple of hours after getting home, she threw up. And not just a little spit up, projectile-everything-in-her-stomach throwup. This happened a couple of times that day. That night she was running a little fever. I passed it off as side effects of the vaccines. The next day, same thing. Wednesday too. Then suddenly, life was back to normal. YaY!
Until this Saturday. All over again. She is not sleeping well, running fever, throwing up, being generally fussy. So we went to the doctor yesterday (unfortunatly Dr. Brown was out of th eoffice and we had to see another doc) and he ordered chect x-rays (because she had been coughing a little) and a urine culture, suspecting a UTI (urinary tract infection) as the main cause of what was wrong. He started her on some antibiotics and sent us home. We went back today and Dr. Brown ordered another urine test due to some interesting results from the previous days', but this time he wanted it via catheter. Much pain and suffering. After getting the new results back, he ordered a blood test. More pain and suffering, dang nurse had to stick her twice because she didn't do it right the first time!! Made me angry. So, we will see what he has to say tomorrow. And just a quick side note - she weighed in at 13lbs 8oz today! Holy smokes!
Things that I have noticed over the past couple of weeks:
She has discovered her hands. They are constantly in her mouth, being chewed, sucked, or licked. It annoys me. Why can't she just accept and like the pacifier like other "normal" children. Oh well, at least I can never forget them at home...
She likes faces, especially mine. She will smile in response to you, and sometimes (if she knows you) will reward you with her "pre-laugh," as I have come to call that specific coo.
She already knows she can play me like a fiddle. Today at bible study she was getting fussy and one of the other ladies took her out in the hall. They had a great time, talking, looking out the window, etc. When I came out and she heard my voice, on came the waterworks. How early she learned about those crocodile tears!
Bath time, ah, bath time! What can I say? She will one day grow fins! She has graduated from her baby bath tub and into the big one. She loves splashing around in there. I will fill it all the way full and get in with her and she will float and kick. Her favorite by far though is to stand up and walk and run her little legs. I have the cutest video ever of this, but Bill made me promise not to post it. He doesn't want me going to jail. *rolls eyes* We have a digital thermometer that fits over the spout (really neat! thanks mom!) that she loves to look at because it has bright colors for the readouts. She thinks bathtime is playtime, and is rather indignant that it be interuppted to actually get clean. The nerve, honestly!
She loves looking at herself in the mirror. What a little prima-donna! It makes her smile and gurgle and coo, and I love it! I will try to get a video of it someday soon.
Hanging out with Daddy
At least my bandaids match!
Until next time, we bid you all adieu!
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