This baby is an eating machine!!! She’s been downing entire bottles like its nobody’s business and still only about 2 hours between feedings. With the larger bottles I added a higher flow nipple. I’d always kept the low flows on because I was so afraid that she was going to choke! Come to find out she does perfectly fine with the higher flow and now she’s not having to exert as much energy to get the milkies!!! Duh, Mommy!!! Now watch she’s going to start gaining a pound a week. Poor baby’s Mom don’t know nuthn bout nuthn!!!
“You’re probably wondering why I’m in a different outfit now.”
“That’s cuz it was time for puking earlier. Mommy held my hair back for me. I feel much better now.”
“Mommy tested me out in the Baby Björn. I’m a little uncertain about that whole get up. It is fun to walk around to see new things in the house though! Maybe I’ll like it better outside. Bye for now! I love you!”
I am pretty sure I’ve had just about enough of the germs already. Last time I checked, anyway. “I feel like I’m going to puke” is not one of the top 10 things I was hoping to hear out of Greta’s mouth this morning when I went in to wake her up for school. Apart from feeding my family Germ-X soup, I don’t even know what to do here anymore.
No fever and no actual puke. Hmmmm… Sick? or hooky? I had Greta come down to breakfast and was dismayed when she turned it down. If she were trying to pull a Ferris Bueller on me I didn’t think she’d get that sophisticated as to turn down her favorite meal. So back upstairs she went. She’s used up all of her sick days and would need to get a note from the doctor in order to stay home. I gave her another opportunity to fess up, “If you’re not sick they will know at the doctor’s office and then Mommy is going to be FUMING!!” I also mentioned that there was going to be no sick nest in front of the TV this time. If she’s sick then she needs to sleep. She still insisted that she didn’t feel good. I hurriedly got Gavin out the door to the bus stop after a brief argument about whether or not it was cold out because he didn’t want to wear his coat. Sorry, but 22°F (-5.5°C) is not a matter of opinion, kid! (EVEN THOUGH IT IS SUPPOSED TO BE SPRING!!!!!)
A few minutes later I went up to check on Greta and she was happily reading on her bed with her feet propped up on the wall, “Look, Mommy! I’m already on page 47!!!”
“That’s awesome! How about we get you on up to school. You don’t seem very sick to me and you still don’t have a fever. That definitely would have showed up by now if you were going to be sick! (*wink*)”
She agreed that she was feeling better and continued getting ready for school and also ate her breakfast perfectly fine. In one last ditch effort to stay home she asked if she could just watch a movie first. There’s that rat I smelled…
I bundled up Nora and we drove Greta to school. I was too entirely relieved to be mad at her! Thank you, God for miraculous healing, hooky attempts, what ever that was there!!! No more germs, PLLLEEEEEAAAAASE!!!!
Fortunately, there were no calls from school throughout the day!!
Greta arrived home from school happy and in good spirits, obviously not at all sick! What an absolute relief!!!
Heal me, Lord, and I will be healed; save me and I will be saved, for you are the one I praise.
(Jeremiah 17:14 NIV)