My maternal grandmother at 8 months or so.
Avery at six months.
I see a strong resemblance, don't you?!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Little discussed fact of motherhood
FYI, when you get sick and you have a nursing baby? You still have to take care of the baby! Unless you can get your husband to take time off work to help your sick, pathetic self out (hahahaha). Ahhhh, I remember the good old days when I would get sick and spend the whole day shuffling around in old sweats, drinking tea, watching movies, napping, taking tons of cold medicine and nyquil at night and sleeping for twelve hours. No more! Now in spite of feeling like I've been dragged behind a truck on the highway, I have to spend the day carrying the baby around, entertaining her, changing diapers, nursing, nursing, trying not to sneeze on her, trying not to cough and wake her up while I'm getting her down for her nap. Oh, and still getting up at night! AND, if that's not enough, you can't even take the really good cold medicines because decongestants can lower your milk supply. There is no relief!
Actually, the hardest part has been not being able to kiss and snuzzle the baby! I don't want her to get my cold. She's not showing any symptoms yet so hopefully she got enough immunity from my milk that she won't.
I can't even remember the last time I had a cold. I guess I got really run down with the traveling and the not sleeping for months on end. And who knows where I got it? The plane? The clinic when I went to take Avery to her 6 month appointment? (She's still in the 50th percentile, and weighs almost 16 lbs.) I'm feeling better today. Still not *great* but at least I'm on the upswing.
Actually, the hardest part has been not being able to kiss and snuzzle the baby! I don't want her to get my cold. She's not showing any symptoms yet so hopefully she got enough immunity from my milk that she won't.
I can't even remember the last time I had a cold. I guess I got really run down with the traveling and the not sleeping for months on end. And who knows where I got it? The plane? The clinic when I went to take Avery to her 6 month appointment? (She's still in the 50th percentile, and weighs almost 16 lbs.) I'm feeling better today. Still not *great* but at least I'm on the upswing.
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