Hola! I’m actually writing the monthly update only a few days late this time. I’m patting myself on the back as we speak. ;) In all honesty I have a full weekend coming up with 4 photo sessions and also hopefully squeezing in some birthday celebrations for myself in there, too (it’s Monday, you’re welcome for the reminder)…so I know if I don’t do it now, it will likely be closer to 17 months before I write the 16 month update. ANYWAY….here goes nothing:
Weight/Length: She is around 23ish lbs (she was 23 lbs, 12 oz with clothes on at the doctor last week) and 32 3/4 inches long. Still growing like crazy, and officially in mostly 18 month clothes now (and 12-18 months, too). Most of her 12 month shirts and pants are too short now, especially all of her PJs. Sometimes I look at her and think she looks SO big!!
Sleep: No changes—and I am doubting there will be many for a while, so I will probably drop this category next month. Bed time is around 9-9:30 and she sleeps until 9:30 or 10 at the earliest every day. Naptime is between 1-2 and she usually sleeps around 2.5-3 hours.
Favorite Foods: Mostly the same as last month, except that she has acted like she doesn’t really like blueberries lately…which is nuts considering for the last 4 months she inhaled as many as I would put in front of her at any given time. Anyway, favorites now are: apples, grapes, cantaloupe, cheese, hot dogs, corn, crackers, strawberries, turkey, freeze dried bananas, strawberries, and mango, edamame, black beans, baked beans, green beans, peas, stir fry, bread, spaghetti and meatballs.
She eats this “organic foursome” from trader joe’s (carrots, peas, green beans, and corn) like it is CANDY and often, it is the only thing I can get her to eat for lunch/dinner. She will turn down chicken nuggets, french fries, grilled cheese, quesadillas, peanut butter & jelly, and any of the “normal” kids meal type foods…but will scarf down the vegetables like they are going to run off her plate. I suppose I shouldn’t complain…but, seriously? We were out to dinner not too long ago and she finally ate TWO french fries, and you would have thought she had just won an Olympic gold medal with the way Jon and I were praising her. Seriously, what parent praises their kid for eating french fries?! HA! Meatballs, hot dogs and turkey are literally the ONLY meat that I can get her to eat, ever, and still sometimes she will reject those. I am not a HUGE meat eater (could definitely do without it, if my husband wouldn’t disown me for not cooking meat, haha), so I can’t say I blame her…but I’m guessing it is just a texture thing, and we will keep trying!
She also drinks whole milk, 8 ounces twice a day—after her nap and before bed. I still heat it just a tad just to take the chill off, because she will straight up refuse it if it is cold. Diva. ;)
Developments: I am having a hard time thinking of any real completely “new” developments over the past month. Mostly she is just learning more and more and becoming more of a “little person” than a baby. I realize she has probably “technically” been a toddler for a while, but I guess I am just now really realizing it. Tear.
She is getting really good at naming and recognizing shapes—circle, square, triangle, and sometimes oval…and colors, too (her favorite is purple, but she can also name/point out green, red, yellow, and blue). She has several books and also flash cards that reinforce these, and I can tell that she is really “getting it” when she points and yells “CIRCLE!” when we’re out at the grocery store, etc.
I am SO glad spring is finally here, y’all. Most of our days are spent outside, and she loves to explore anywhere we go. We have had some fun days exploring parks in the area, but she really is just as happy playing in our back yard and sliding/swinging on her new play set (which we found on Craigslist for a SERIOUS bargain). We usually go for several walks a day, usually in her wagon or car…and I just hear giggling behind me because she is just SO happy to be outside. It really is the little things. ;)
This month, she has (finally?) starting singing. Her favorite is “Old McDonald”, which I really need to get on video. When we sing it, she will sing along, and she immediately breaks into a dance when we start singing it. She randomly bursts out with “E-I-E-I-O” whenever the feeling hits her, and she will say “cow, mooo, duck, quaaack, E-I-E-I-O”. The cutest is when I catch her on the monitor singing it as she is going to sleep.
She also loves to talk to herself. Last weekend, Jon went on his fraternity beach trip, and Hadley, Ralph and I headed to the lake. On the way home, Hadley napped for the first hour or so, and when she woke up, I heard something like this coming from the back seat (while pointing to each body part): “Eyes. Ears. Hair. E-I-E-I-O. Cow. Moooooo. Raaaalph! Ruff ruff. Elbow. TOES!! E-I-E-I-O!”. These are the things I NEED to be videoing! ;)
Favorite Things/Activities: More repeats from previous months. Her bears and bunnies (and any stuffed animals). Giving kisses and hugs. Talking (ALL the time). Spinning around/being dizzy. Being outside/going for walks. Ralph. Kissing Ralph. Hugging Ralph. Annoying Ralph. Anything involving Ralph. ;) Dancing (any time the music starts, she starts breaking it down). Bath time. Building with blocks. Swinging. Sliding. Bubbles. Sesame Street, at least for the first 5 minutes. Her “Little People” toys. Her water table. Books. Juice. Milk. Running from us while we “chase” her around the house. Making messes. My iPhone. Being cheered for (she’s a total ham when we clap and cheer). Eating (sometimes). Sleeping. Getting dressed. Shoes (if she even SEES a pair of shoes, regardless of if she already has some on, she pitches a fit until I put them on her). Refrigerator magnets. Her ball pit. Doing things herself. Balls. Singing.
Firsts This Month: The main thing is that Little Miss was sick for the FIRST time ever (other than a runny nose that lasted about 24 hours a few months ago). :( I will just say that I don’t think I’m cut out for dealing with a sick kid, y’all. Last Tuesday morning, when I picked H up out of her crib, I noticed immediately that she felt HOT. Not just like hot because she had been sleeping hard, but h-o-t. I immediately took her temperature (the first time I had ever had to do it, actually), and bam—103.7 degrees. WHAT?! I called Jon (I really had no idea what I was supposed to do), and he (of course, duh) told me to call the doctor. When they heard how high the fever was, they told me to go ahead and bring her in.
At the doctor, they did a full exam, and everything looked completely normal—no congestion, no ear infection, nothing— so they decided to do some blood work to check her white blood count. The doctor was concerned that it may be a UTI due to her temp being so high and with no other real symptoms (other than H fighting us during diaper changes and baths, but that really could have been from anything), and she said the white blood count would be elevated and that she would rather see the results of that before going straight to the next step—a cath. Anyway, they pricked H’s finger and took several viles of blood (all while she screamed bloody murder—which KILLED ME. I always make Jon come to the doctor appointments with the shots, so I am not used to being the one having to hold her down. Sigh!). Anyway, I am not sure what her actual count was, but the doctor said it looked “more viral”, aka she likely just had a virus. They sent us home with the normal instructions of alternating ibuprofen and tylenol and said to call back if her fever didn’t lower or if she started acting like she felt worse or stopped eating.
So, we went home, and H took a 4 hour nap that afternoon. We spent most of the afternoon like this:
Each time I took her temperature, though, it was still very high—never went below 102.5 even after taking the ibuprofen/tylenol…but I tried not to worry too much. She was really still in a remarkably good mood that afternoon, but after dinner, she started fussing/crying and really didn’t stop for several hours. Her temp was back up to the high 103s and she was having violent chills. I took her upstairs and wrapped her in one of her warmest blankets and rocked her, and she fell asleep. That seriously NEVER happens. While she was sleeping, she kept having the violent chills, so much so that I was afraid she may have a seizure. I sat there and rocked her, held her as tight as I could, and bawled. I never realized until that moment just how much my mom meant it when she would say “if I could take it from you, I would” when I was sick growing up. I would have done ANYTHING to take it from her.
Jon stood in H’s doorway, in silent support (I think he really just had no idea what to do, H was shaking violently and I was sobbing), and kept asking “what can I do??”. I told him I didn’t think there was anything that he could do, so he did what made him feel like he was doing something for her—he went outside, at 8:30 p.m., in the dark, flashlight in hand, and put together H’s new play set that he had just picked up that day. To think about it now makes me tear up, and it is just another one of the 29358203582 reasons I love that man.
She woke up about 30 minutes later and was so pitiful—just a low, painful sounding cry, and still the high temperature. Jon came inside and said “why don’t you just call the doctor so we can at least have piece of mind tonight?”, so I did. I told her all of her symptoms, and without hesitation, she said “you need to go ahead and bring her in now”. SIGH. So, off to the ER we went.
We waited for about an hour before being seen by the triage nurse (who almost caught the wrath of this protective mama bear when she kept saying to Hadley “I am not listening to that crying, you really should be quiet”…seriously?! I would hate to have to slap someone in the hospital). Her temp was 103 and her heart rate was elevated—around 170 bpm just sitting there, which they were also concerned about), so they sent us back to the waiting room to wait to see the doctor. Another hour and a half passed before we were called back to see the doctor. After asking about a million questions, they decided to go ahead and do the catheter to check for a UTI.
Y’all. A catheter + a 16 month old who already feels terrible = the hardest thing I have had to deal with thus far. She was PITIFUL. The nurses insisted that it didn’t hurt her, that it was just uncomfortable, but H’s screams suggested otherwise. It didn’t last for too long, thank goodness, and they sent the urine off to the lab to test. While we waited, H perked up some and even ate some snacks—a big improvement from earlier in the evening. Despite the fact that it was around 11:30 p.m. and way past her bedtime, she was in a great mood.
The results finally came back, and… no UTI. SIGH. I felt terrible that we had just put H through all that agony for seemingly no reason, but I guess there was some peace of mind at least that it wasn’t a UTI and was likely just a virus. Long story short, we spent several hours at the ER, forced a tube up H’s unmentionables while she screamed bloody murder, and kept her up way past her bedtime for them to send us home with the same instructions the doctor had given us earlier that morning—motrin and tylenol and to call if anything changed. SIGH.
Whew. That was long, but several people have asked me what all happened, so that is the story. The first time H had ever been sick, and we ended up spending the morning at the doctor’s office and the night at the emergency room. Sheesh. I realize that it probably sounds like we totally overreacted, but in our defense, we just did what the doctors/nurses told us to do! ;) The rest of the story is that she had a fever for several days after that, and also developed a cough/chest congestion about 4 days after all this went down, but I can finally say with full certainty that my sweet Little Miss is, barring a tiny bit of congestion, back to normal. Thank God. And thanks to all of you for your prayers, because I know they helped.
Nicknames: There are still so many. We like to call her: Ma’am, Ma’amy, Jams (by Daddy), Little Miss, Haddles, Jenks, Miss Jenks, Jenkins, Jenkers, Stinkins, Stinks, H, Sweet Pea, Sweet Cheeks, Beautiful, Hadley McGee, Sugar, Shug, Honey Bunny, Missy, Shorty (by Pop), Darlin, Baby Doll, etc. etc. etc.!
What I’m Thankful For: Our family. This has been one of those months where I have felt extremely homesick and just a little bit lonely in my little SAHM world, as my friends here have all just been busy with life and such (it happens, I get it)… but the weekends we have spent at home have made it so much better; they help me regroup and realize what is really important. I’m ready to move home when you are, Jon…. ;) Ahem.
What I’m Looking Forward To: A fun birthday weekend. We are heading home (yes, again, did I mention I’m ready to move back?!) to the lake and don’t have any real plans, but Jon is taking off work for my birthday on Monday, so I am excited for a long weekend! :)
Next Pediatrician Appointment: Her 18 month appointment is July 2nd.
Without further ado (I know, I have already written a book), here are the pics I took this month. Highlights: first picnic, fun with bubbles, squirrel/bird watching out of the kitchen window, water table fun, a playdate, an impromptu photo shoot at Duke Gardens while I was there shooting for another project, making memories with Mamaw and Papaw at Pullen Park/the Farmers’ Market, and lunch with Daddy on his 32nd birthday!
That’s all for now, folks. Yet another eventful month! Hope everyone has a great weekend…it’s almost here!