Category Archives: sick baby

status report

We slept in 20 minute bursts last night with a perfect rhythm of sleep— baby vomits— throw towel in ever growing laundry pile— give baby water in sippy— sleep— baby vomits, ad nauseum. Literally.
I’m recovering, because I feel better than I’d expect after that night. She’s recovering, because she’s having fishy crackers and water with her [...]

ground me

I feel like a re-entry syndrome thing trying to get back in the routines of life. The week before Christmas is hectic anyway, and the off-kilterness of a couple of trips to That Sterile and Beeping Hell is meshing with a fucked up sleep schedule and a messy home and I feel the exact opposite of [...]

‘nother update

Edit: she checked out fine. Even gained a few ounces- wtf? My milk is actually heavy cream apparently…lol. And she was hilarious with her silly active playfulness all evening
So the doctor’s office finally called back. They sent us back to the ER, who kept us three hours then sent us home. The snarky highlight of the [...]

fun with snail mail & birdy update

First, I want to mail you a holiday card. Email me your snailmail addy
Second, we’re still worried about the Birdy. She’s feeling awful- very listless and insanely clingy. Puked again during the night, but just once. Not taking in anything but breastmilk in little bits, not peeing enough. Her mouth is whitish inside, [...]

spewapalooza

We spend Friday night and most of today at the hospital. Molly was vomiting explosively the whole time, like several times an hour. Dehydration and IV’s ensued. There was a quiet arguement about whether breastmilk is a clear fluid diet approved thing- it is but I lost. Nursed her anyway. Realized this only meant a [...]

yay. ear infection. two of them.

The Scene: A crowded doctor’s office full of a stuffy, cranky, clingy Mollybird and similar peers.
Daisy: I’m worried about her congestion. She’s rattly. And her dad says she pulled at her ears.
Dr. Who Reminds Me of Wendy, an old friend: Let’s see here. *looks in ears* Ouch. Oh yeh, they’re really bad. I’m going to [...]

a hanky for you, and you, and you

 And me. Gods, why are we all afflicted with the Snot of Doom? Argh.
Molly got her flu shot today. My local moms group has been abuzz with the endless vaccination debate. My friend V met Dr. Robert Sears and got a list from the lecture about what brands of the flu shot have mercury. Molly’s [...]

sunday night

Notice how the older Molly gets, the less frequently I post? Never time lately. The weekend was a whirlwind of activity. Actual date night Friday, awesome. PotC3 was faboo… or at least pretty good. Oh, whatever- it fucking ruled. Deppalicious. Fun fun fun. I could critique but I won’t.
The highlight of tonight was a crazy [...]

handshake mechanics, coffee, and a book

I don’t usually have baby burn out. I have double working mom burn out, but pretty much I want to spend all my free time sitting in the floor flipping through board books and saying things like “Look at Duckling. Her mama is Duck. Look at tadpole! He grows up to be Frog. Frog jumps! [...]

in the land of the mp3 lullabies

Hello Boobies? ‘Member how I was all excited reading how your magic milk would immunize Mollybird against everything from ear infections to salmonella? And how I thought you rocked so much I forgave you for being lopsided and big and kinda swingy?
Right. Well, what the fuck happened to your antibodies you slacker-ass mammaries? Why, I [...]