Laying peacefully on the couch...he must be ill!
Mama can still make him smile, though!
Just when we thought it was safe to come out of the woods, the evil illness bugs have bitten us again! I'm pretty sure (okay, I know!) Travis is tired of me whining that I don't feel all that great still, and then when I picked Harry up at Mom's Wednesday night she reported that he did not eat or drink well that day and he was very warm to the touch. He had just woke up, so I thought it was from being snuggly in the blankie. However, he was still hot when I got him home. His temp was almost 100! All of my training tells me that isn't too bad, but when you're a relatively new mom, it strikes a little fear in your heart. So we've been doing the Tylenol/Motrin thing for a few days, and everything seems cool except for the awful, thick, greenish gunk that pours from his nose. Ewww. He's also a little more snuggly which is a good side effect of him being sick. I'd much rather have him well though!!
Excited to be Eleven Months!!
Harry passed the 11 month milestone last Saturday on St. Patrick's Day. I can remember exactly what Travis and I did St. Patty's Day 2006...Ben Folds concert, lots of fun. Little did I know what was in store for me exactly one month later! Travis also returned late that night from his business trip, and I was glad to kiss my single mom days goodbye for a while. Time to start thinking about that first birthday party!! Anyone have any magicians or ponies we can borrow??
Harry has only recently begun to be interested in books. I was getting a little worried...he just was not interested in sitting still long enough to hear a story. I guess he was very into being mobile. Anyway, I didn't press the issue too hard and now he has decided that he likes them. His top two favorites are probably "What Does Baby Say?" and "That's Not My Tractor". I swear sometimes he can say what the baby says before I lift the flap. Pure genius!! This morning while I was getting him changed and dressed he was getting fussy and non-compliant, so I said, Hey Harry, what does the happy baby say? Goo, he replied, to my amazement (the happy baby in the book says goo-goo)! He also usually tells me what the busy baby says before I lift the flap (uh-oh, in case you were wondering!). Such a little smartie.
Books are cool, I guess.
I have forgotten to mention the past few posts that Harry is developing a bit of separation anxiety. He doesn't totally lose it by any means, but he gets that crumpled up, bottom lip stuck out face whenever we leave him at Katrina's or the church's nursery. Strangely enough, he doesn't do it at Mom and Dad's house when I leave him there, because he's at Katrina's more than he is at Mom's. She says he is fine within minutes of us leaving. It's probably Harry's way of boosting our egos...he really does love us and miss us when we are gone!!
C'mon Harry...Teddy Grahams, goldfish crackers, I'll take anything!!
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