Rash Update

Well we're now entering month 4 with this beast of a rash. The only good thing I can say is I THINK using washcloths and water instead of wipes is helping to some degree. It's been looking so-so instead of terrible for a few weeks with only one or two days of a milder flareup. Mind you the rash is still there and what looks "so-so" you might actually think looks horrendous.

So we took alice to the doc today and I insisted on cultures. My doc proceeded to tell me that with the way her bum looks today they wouldn't find much with a culture. I was going to insist on one anyway b/c it couldn't hurt, when he told me that if this next cream he just Rxed (it's an antifungal + steroid) that he's going to refer her to a dermatologist. Once I knew that there would be an end to the madness of "well that didn't work, try this" I was ok with not doing a culture.

So the plan is to use this new stuff for 2 weeks and if no improvement we'll see a dermatologist. I don't know what else to do, we've tried everything.

Alice hasn't been doing a lot of this lately.
Good thing she has an appointment to see the doc tomorrow.

What's worse than having a sick baby?

Having a sick baby, feeling like crap yourself, and having to clean up baby puke instead of going to bed - and that was just Sunday night. Cut to this morning when she woke with what had to be one of the worst runny noses I've ever seen. She was happy for the most part, but she definitely wasn't herself. Twice she practically passed out on me while I was holding her, and this kid hasn't fallen asleep on me since she was just a few months old.

Flash forward to this afternoon when my SIL, whom we spent the entire weekend with, calls to tell me that she just got back from the hospital and she's been diagnosed with bronchitis and pneumonia. Fun. I hope and pray that Alice is just teething.

Despite the camera difficulties, and her illness, I got a few good pics of Alice today.

Gee, do you think I need a new camera??

We'll see what Matt says when he gets home from work. :)

Alice is crawling...

Well it's more like inching at the moment.



This was taken on Saturday and surprisingly she's already gotten a lot faster. Today she also got herself to the sitting position for the first time and she's starting to pull up on things. It truly has been a week of milestones and it's not even over yet!

BTW, that is Daddy snorting, not Mommy. :)

What are you feeding that child?!

Alice's current favorite food: Dirt, Portobello Mushrooms.

Bad Mommy

I've started letting Alice play for a 1/2 hour - 45 minutes in the morning when she wakes up. She loves to just talk and play with the toys in her crib so I figured I'd just let her do that and use that time to get up and shower and make her breakfast. So today was going great, she sounded all happy and chipper on the monitor as usual so there was no reason to go check on her - so I thought. After about a half hour I go in to change her diaper and all appears well. She was happy and smiling and then I caught a glimpse of something stuck to the roof of her mouth! It was orangish yellow so my first instinct was that it was food from last night (long story short, she had some 3rd foods that were EXTRA thick - so thick in fact that it got stuck to the roof of her mouth and she gagged on it and refused to eat much).

I ran for the phone to call Matt, bawling my eyes out, deathly afraid to fish this thing out of her mouth for fear that she'd choke on it. Matt talks me off the ledge and calms me down enough so that I can fish it out. Well it wasn't food - it was PAPER! I unfolded this wad of slimy yellow paper and on it reads Woman's Exchange - Memphis Tennessee. One of the toys in the crib is a Raggedy Ann doll I got from GG when I was a kid and apparently there was still a little tag on it SAFETY PINNED under her clothing.

I'm grateful she didn't choke on it - and I'm even more grateful she didn't get the safety pin.

I feel like such a bad mom today.

On the plus side, letting her play by herself seems to be curing Alice's separation anxiety, knock on wood. I can now fold laundry two feet away from her without so much as a peep out of her. I guess this means more housework for me. ;)