Monday, February 25, 2013

Lucky number 7

Heeeeey I'm 7 months old and feeling SO MUCH BETTER!!

AGE:  31 Weeks

Weight: Lost a little weight while she was sick, last check was 17lbs

Length: No clue, but I do know that we were in size 6mo clothes for a hot second before needing to bust out the 9 mo clothes.  This is why I'm always nervous to "buy ahead" when there are good sales, it is impossible to predict her size and my luck I would guess wrong!

Favorite toy:  She still likes to get a good jump in but is favoring anything with a satin "taggie" on it

Favorite activity: "THHHHHHBBBBT"  I've come to really enjoy this new found talent when paired with dinner time and she has a mouth full of food....not so much

Favorite book:  Her new love bug cloth book set.  **Unrelated** taking her down the toy aisle at Babies R Us is so much fun but dangerous  on the wallet.  Her eyes light up and she gives a gleeful "ooh! ooh! ooh!" to every toy you show her, you just want to buy her everything!

This month Harper discovered: that teething really rots, I have to say I agree.  We have one bottom tooth poking through already and luckily she's still very happy and good natured.  But you can tell by the way she rubs anything and everything on her gums that it hurts her.  And the drool? Good lord...

Races: Irish Road Rover 5K this weekend.  Harper will be staying with daddy while I run this race, no way am I pushing her up the Eastern Prom hill.  I am desperate for weather that I am able to take her running with me again...come on SPRING!!!!

Looking forward to:   Harper's first St. Patrick's Day!!!! She may be Italian and French but she's half Irish!!!  
Momma learned this month: Harper can sleep anywhere...including in a shopping cart at Walmart.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

How do I love thee...

too many ways to count!
Happy Valentine's Day little lady
<3 mommy 

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Remember the time you were sick?

...really sick. As in "uh oh we better go to urgent care" sick

Oh baby girl...
What we thought would be a quick visit to quick care (haha.. really they need to rename this clinic, it's misleading) for a high fever turned into a diagnosis of bronchilitis and a one way ticket to your very own crib on the pediatric floor.
your very own cage...errr crib

After 24 hours of monitoring, respiratory therapy and some bad hospital food, we were on our way home… HOORAY!
If you squint real hard you can see daddy's 8" tv

We let you watch shameful amounts of tv on the iPad…don't judge

You handled the whole experience like the champ that you are…
The nice Dr's let us go home Sunday afternoon.  It was in the nick of time really, daddy wasn't all that excited of the prospect of watching the Superbowl on that sad little tv!  We thought you were out of the woods….


Our follow up with your pediatrician Tuesday morning got us sent right back to the pediatric floor…same floor, same sad little tv, where we have been ever since. You were working too hard to breathe and your oxygen was low.  Because of that you weren't really feeling like eating and had lost a pound since your last appointment 3 weeks ago.

The Dr's ran some tests and discovered that you were RSV positive.  Now we knew the root cause of the bronchilitis.

So here we wait.  Wait for you to kick this nasty thing that's got you so sick.  It's no fun being being so helpless, cooped up in the hospital but are in good hands.  Looking forward to seeing your smile again and blowing this popsicle joint for good!
Feel better baby girl

Love Mommy