Ten Things I Learned About Sick Babies

1 - Taking care of a sick baby is like having a newborn all over again - feeding every one or two hours, rocking her for forty minutes to have her nap for twenty even though she is clearly exhausted, sleepless nights of feeding and rocking (oh and sitting in a steamed bathroom to help her breath).

2 - Housework just isn't an option when there is a sick child to take care of.

3 - A sick baby is much more cuddly than a healthy one.

4 - A classroom of twenty eight year olds suddenly seems way less challenging.

5 - Everyone should be born with the ability to blow her nose.  It's sad and cruel that babies can't.

6 - A cold trumps teething. 

7 - When your husband is sick, you kiss him on the cheek and make him wash his hands a hundred times a day for fear of getting his cold; if your baby is sick, you throw all caution to the wind.  Suddenly getting sick doesn't matter quite as much.

8 - When your husband is sick, a runny nose is gross.  When your baby is sick, it's endearing.  No one can pull off a pink nose and teary eyes like a five month old can.

9 - When your baby is sick, she looks much smaller and more fragile.

10 - A sick baby can look like she has completely lost all will to live.  It may be the saddest face I have ever seen in my entire life.  It looks a little like this:

To see pictures of Sophie's first feed, click here (and no, it wasn't one of the cookies she wanted so).

Camping Trips 3 and 4

Two weekends ago, Ryan and I met my mom and dad out at Red Lodge.  The night before we arrived, there had been tornado warnings in the area.  Mom and Dad had gone a day early so I was a bit worried.  They were fine but they did have quite an adventure with golf ball sized hail smashing against the trailer.  Ryan, Sophie and I arrived Friday and had a very relaxing weekend, despite the fact that Sophie just doesn't sleep as well camping as she does at home.  We played cards in Mom and Dad's trailer Friday night since the weather wasn't great.  Saturday, we went for a walk and Dad told us about the moose he missed while he was out walking the day before.  That evening was nice enough for a fire and then Sunday we packed up and headed home. 

Camping trip #4 was at Mount Kidd.  Every year Ryan's parents, siblings and families get together for a weekend of camping.  Unfortunately, Jordan, Cyd and Gus couldn't make it this year since Jordan just started his residency in Toronto.  We arrived Thursday to meet Warren, Ave, Ally and Grace.  They decided to leave Buttons at home to Baron's disappointment.  I don't think he would have liked anything better than chasing that cute little bunny around the campsite all weekend.  Maybe next year, Baron.  Richard, Karen and Janae arrived the next day.  I have never seen Janae quite as excited to camp as she was this weekend.  After a few years, I guess it has finally rubbed off on her.  The weather was great all weekend, we even spent time in the kiddy pool on Saturday.  Sophie just loves the water.  What she doesn't like, though, is sleeping. 

      With every weekend of camping, her sleeping just seemed to get worse and worse.  But this weekend took the cake.  Ryan woke up Friday morning to find Sophie and I frazzled from a sleepless night.  I may have been a touch more frazzled than Sophie as I told Ryan in tears that I never wanted to camp again...ever!  I told him that I thought we should pack up the trailer and go home that very day.  Poor Ryan.  I think I burst his beautiful camping bubble.  He immediately took Sophie out of the trailer so that I could get some rest.  After catching a few more hours of sleep I felt better.  Ave also helped me feel better by telling me that she had had similar experiences and feelings when the girls were younger.  She told me that she was sure she said the exact same thing to Warren before.  I helped Ryan reinflate his bubble by saying we would stay and of course, we would camp again.  However, we did agree that camping every weekend with a baby was overly ambitious and that we would try to keep it to every other weekend in the future.  

Our days were great.  It was nice to see the family and everyone was eager to give our arms a break by holding, cuddling, playing and rocking Sophie.  Ryan's mom even got her to nap in her arms once.  What a lucky girl!  It was Ryan's turn to have a tough man contest with Warren this year, as they spent time comparing axes and seeing who could do the most damage to the wood stack.  We headed home Saturday afternoon feeling better, only to come home to the worst night ever.  Sophie woke up every 40 minutes all night long.  I was up until 4 am, then Ryan took the early morning shift.  I thought it was mostly camping, but it also had to do with teething.  I read that some babies can breeze through teething without really noticing and others can have months of unbearable pain, causing restless or sleepless nights.  Unfortunately we got the latter.  The poor girl is barely consolable at night.  After fighting to get her to swallow the medicine (which is often concealed in the back of her throat and then spit out when we are not looking), it can take a while for her to settle down and the only way we can get any sleep is by taking her to bed with us.  Maybe Ryan was right after all, maybe she will be in our room until she is five.  But at least we will be well rested...or somewhat rested anyway.     

To see more pictures of our camping weekends and Sophie in her new favorite toy, click here.

A Tough Week

Sophie has had a difficult week.  It all started last Thursday when she went to get her 4 months vaccines.  Need I explain more.  After going alone last time and staying in the nurse's office for almost an hour (for moral support), I made Ryan come with me this time and share in this traumatizing event.  He had to hold both her and me after it was over.  She was a little tender in the legs and had a bit of a fever for a day or two.  But we still packed up and went camping the next day.  She was mostly pleasant during the camping trip, except for a few sleepless nights.  However, since we have been home, she has been fussy, cranky and just not herself.  I called the health link and figured out that not only was she getting over her shots, she also had a stomach bug.  And to top all that off, she has been teething like crazy this week.  Her mouth is constantly bothering her.  I have tried every natural remedy for teething but they seem to be giving Sophie no comfort.  I have had to resort to the good old fashion Tylenol or/and Advil.  It's been several days and she seems to be getting a bit more used to the pain.  I am starting to see her smile again, thank goodness!  I have been trying my hardest to make her as comfortable as I can but there is, unfotunately, only so much I can do for her.  After that I need to just let her deal with it the best she can.  Being a mom is hard!

Despite her rough week, Sophie is still being very active.  Every time I lay her on her back, a few seconds later, she rolls to her belly.  Where once this only happened by accident, now, she has really got the hang of it.  She is also sitting up by herself.  My little girl is growing up!

To see more pictures of Sophie sitting, click here.

Camping Trip #2

This Canada Day weekend, we headed back to Bow Valley for another camping trip.  This weekend was spent with our good friends, Scott, Lori and Nixon, and Tim, Tannis and Gabrielle.  We headed out Thursday afternoon and came home Sunday.  We had a great time going for walks and lounging in the sun during the day.  In the evening, we sat around the campfire and visited.  Both Nixon and Gabby got a taste of their first roasted marshmellow.  Saturday was so beautiful, we broke out Sophie`s new pool and had a pool party.  I think Sophie enjoyed the pool the most.  What a wonderful weekend!

To see more pictures of our camping trip, click here.