we live

there's surely a more eloquent way to put it: a baby getting sick SUCKS. it's just so heartbreaking, listening to her cough, trying to suction snot out of her nose, watching her be miserable and exhausted with no way to communicate about it other than crying or lethargically slumping against our shoulders, tired eyelids fluttering. lethargic is really not violet's style.

the cough started the saturday of president's day weekend, and by sunday night, we realized her fever was almost 101 and called the ped, who wanted to see her first thing monday morning and diagnosed bronchitis with a 10-day 3x/day regimen of antibiotics, i.e. a dropper of goopy pink liquid squirted down her screaming throat.

then i got sick, fever for three days before i finally went to bed when she did at 7:45pm this past saturday night and woke up in the broken-fever lake of sweat.

all this while trying to navigate her transition from her old daycare to her new one, where she officially started (with a half day) yesterday. she was weeping and reaching for me as i left, despite the five mandatory visits we'd completed. then fifteen minutes into her first nap there, a fire drill commenced, and she had to wake up as she was wheeled out to the parking lot in the evacuation crib with several other babies. she was a champ, according to the teachers, who say she had a "good" first day. i think that translates to "okay" (and that "okay" translates to "bad"), so i'm feeling better today, my first real day back at work in over a week, although i'm abridging it. having learned my lesson after handing her directly to her primary care teacher yesterday (hand-off = meltdown), today i put her on the floor and played awhile before i left. another baby her same age was whimpering on her back, and violet responded by immediately rolling over, army "crawling" a few inches, grabbing the baby's foot, and putting it in her mouth. we'll need a few lessons in how to make friends.

in other news, just before she got sick, violet started solids! she's had brown rice cereal and bananas so far, but it's all pretty much a dismal failure at this point. "get that medicine dropper the f away" has become "get that spoon the f away." but we got some cute pics, and that's what matters, right?







violet also enjoyed some sunday reading with daddy.





i'm sure it's not helping her weight gain issues that the big headline was SHRINK YOUR BELLY! although she seems much more interested in SIZZLING SEX MOVES - FOR YOU & HIM!



and apparently befuddled by SLEEP TIGHT EVERY NIGHT!