hm, looks like something is still borked. there’s somewhere in MT that is still pointing to the old pathnames, causing individual entries not to show up on their own page. which means that no one can comment at all. hmmmm…
i’m sure this is fascinating to all of you. more snapper pictures soon, i promise.
we’re getting over our second week of snapper being sick.
sure, we knew that a side effect of going to baby school was being exposed to other kids and potentially coming down with something, but really? immediately? she went that first wednesday and thursday, and by saturday night had already come down with a cold. that sunday was terrible, but she was better through most of last week, until thursday where she threw up at baby school and had a fever. hmc went and picker her up, and snapper was tired and lethargic, which FREAKED us out. sudden trip to doctor’s office said that there was nothing really wrong, but just to give her some children’s motrin to help take down the fever.
again, up and down over the weekend. but much much better on monday, except for a still runny nose and a little bit of coughing. nothing like that other baby tobias’s HORSE COUGH, though. geez. lay off the menthols, kid!
they had me come pick her up today because she was fussy and had a tiny fever. although i got there and she was acting TOTALLY FINE. i think the only reason she was fussy was that we forgot her pacifier, otherwise they probably wouldn’t even have taken her temperature in the first place.
in any case we had a weight check-in appointment at the doctor’s office later that day anyway, which confirmed that she’s fine and getting better.
the only lingering effect so far is that she wakes up much more often at night (often = more than never, which is what she used to do), but hopefully that will rectify itself once her sinuses clear up and cough goes away. go hello kitty humidifier!
(in case you were wondering, the survey said 13lbs. which is back on track. relatively. go carbo loading!)
if you can see this, we have been successful. welcome to a whole new world of actually paying for hosting. however, i’ve chosen to be nickle and dimed instead of drawn and quartered. which means that instead of eating my own dogfood and going for hosting at dreamhost which is stored on netapp filers and allow you to use snapshots for recovery, i opted for nearlyfreespeech.net, which charges you in increments of pennies for exactly how much storage and bandwidth you actually use.
i’ll tell you if it’s worth it.
i’ve got two to-do items for this website:
i suppose you could just, uh, call if you need to. do people still have phones?
we’ve got snapper in temporary daycare for a few weeks. someone in hmc’s mom’s group was going on vacation for a few weeks, so they had a spot open and cut us a deal. we thought it would be good to have snapper get out and socialize with other people and other babies more, which may help with her stranger anxiety issues.
all in all, she’s doing great so far. the daycare people, who are really great and really sweet, say that she’s doing fantastic for her first couple of days.
however, it seems to be much harder on me than it is on her. when i went to pick her up after that first day, she glanced up at me with one of those, “oh, yes. it’s you. what do you want?” looks.
and dropping her off this morning was somehow terrible and wrong. certainly not from her perspective, but just to me: leaving my baby with complete strangers and walking away? is that right? doesn’t that sort of thing get you in trouble with child services and arrested? what do i have to do that is so important that i can’t take care of my litle girl?
of course, i’m overreacting. everything is fine. this is actually good for her.
but it’s hard on me. i can’t wait until preschool/school/college/space academy.
snapper just started crawling today.
now she has made the link that she’s mobile: if she sees something over THERE that she wants, she knows she can actually GO over there and get it, instead of it being out of reach and not worth the interest. now she’s going and going and going, and nothing can stop her!
we are so doomed.
dear snapper,
we spent most of the last month trying to determine whether you had (or we should be worried if) grown any larger than you were at your six month birthday. which is not to say there was any lack of effort on all of our parts. suddenly the day is packed with nothing but feeding-related activities. from the moment you get up, it’s the nursing/eating/bottle triple combo, so that each food cycle takes three times as long. by the time we’re done with that’ it’s practically time for you to go down for your nap. rinse and repeat four times in the day, and suddenly it’s bedtime. somehow we’ve reverted to the newborn constant feeding madness, except that we all get a break as you sleep overnight.
then it begins again.
we’re still trying to take you out on walks and on outings, but between the feeding and napping, THERE ARE JUST NOT ENOUGH HOURS IN A DAY.
alas. however, you do look bigger, though. probably.
for the first time ever we went down to lost angels for the family gathering around easter. not to imply that i’ve lost my twice-baptized presbyterian faith, but we’ve never really made this a priority before, despite repeated inquiries from the family in past years. yet now with you here, you are the new precious jewel that must be returned for proper admiration. plus, it was oma’s surprise 80th birthday party, so we couldn’t very well resist anyway. we were a little concerned considering your recent adoption of stranger anxiety, but in the end it turned out mostly ok. while you were a little freaked out by the big party and all the people there, you did really well and were suitably adorable and cute for the relatives during the small brunch on easter morning.
plus, while in lost angels, you started a little bit of rolling. and now you are doing some rotating and clear moves towards pre-crawling.
we are all doomed.
well, i just just us, really. you are the doomer. we are the doomees.
