Things are really starting to move forward quickly now. In the last week, Kenzie has gotten the stomach flu (along with the rest of us, yay!), semi-successfully learned to blow her nose after MONTHS of not letting us anywhere near her nose (she watched me do it once, thought it was awesome, and now does “PFFT” every time she sees a tissue and then lets me wipe, which is good enough for me!), she has been drinking out of a straw for awhile but she has totally resisted holding the bottle/cup herself (despite being PERFECTLY able to do it.
Since my last update, she’s learned to crawl - fast (the learning wasn’t so fast, but the crawling is crazy fast now). She can pull up to stand on anything, especially Shaggy, and has the balance to get back down even when he decides to suddenly take off. She gives kisses (especially to people on the phone on facetime, and on the phone in general since then and to me when she’s in the right mood). She can clap, she can twirl her arms for “the wheels on the bus”, she can high five, high ten, she’s not verbal other than “mamamama” “dadadadada” depending on who she likes more that day.. ok, more whoever she is with, but she is good at expressing happy with the random noise she makes every time she sees something she really wants (yogurt, cheese, puffs). She started daycare 3 weeks ago and she loves it - with two other little girls (one around her age, one 2.5, one 3.5 that only comes a couple days a week). She totally doesn’t want to be stuck with us boring mommy and daddy at the end of the day (although always happy to see us… I think she just wants us all to live there).
Anyway, that’s where we at. We officially passed the 16 pound mark and we are also officially on the charts for weight and height which is huge!
She loves every food, but especially cheese, chicken, steak, yogurt, carrots. She puts everything in her mouth (excellent!)
Oh, and she’s 27 inches long now, in case you’re wondering. It’s going by so fast!
Hey, so tired… went back to work and MAN it’s an experience. Wonderful, but new position, new jargon (SO MUCH JARGON), my brain is just fried. Plus, I’m doing a lot of writing, and exhausted by the time I get home to spend time with Kenz
The Dangers of Toast
So we had our first real trip to the children’s hospital last weekend. The culprit? Toast.
It was my first weekend after returning to work to a new position, and on Saturday, I was drained. On Sunday? We had high hopes. We were going to the home and design show. We were going to take Kenzie walking places! Maybe go to Zellers and get some cool new sippy cups. Wow, I think that last sentence was the moment I realized… I’ve really become a parent. Zellers is a destination and sippy cups is the highlight. Awesome!
Anyway, the point is we had big plans for a couple of elderly folks (as my cousin’s wife/cousin-wife Megan pointed out, I’ve “become an old lady”. And yes, I called her my cousin-wife. If you read this Megan, you know I mean it!)
So we decided, since we were up and about and seizing the day, we would go to breakfast. Kenzie being Kenzie, she wanted to eat everything we were eating. She had some scrambled eggs, even a piece of potato. At the very end, we decided to let her taste Gary’s rye toast. And guess what? She loved it.
A few minutes later, I noticed she was rubbing her eye a lot, and there was some redness in her skin around it. She was tearing up like something was in her eye.
I’ve had this happen before, with eyelashes and the like and have gotten them out pretty easily, so I took a look and noticed this distinct brown spot on her eye. It was weird, it was basically sitting on her iris, but moving as she changed the direction she looked (unlike most things you get in your eye, which float all over the place). I tried to get it out a couple of times unsuccessfully, but quickly realized that I wasn’t willing to do more than rudimentary attempts at something like this. If I hurt her eyesight, I would never get over it.
Off to the urgent care clinic we go. Why urgent care? Well, after the initial crying and irritation she got used to it, and so we would be waiting potentially a LONG time at the children’s hospital on a Sunday. Plus, we figured they just flush it out and we’d be on our way.
So we get there, take a number, I mentally calculate approximately 15 patients before us so I can start counting down to our turn. Kenzie, meanwhile, is having THE TIME OF HER LIFE. Sick people? Awesome! I want to throw myself towards them and, in the case of the woman sitting RIGHT NEXT TO ME, I am going to stare at her coughs from about 8 inches away every time she coughs. The alternative? Standing for two hours.
So after about an hour and a half everyone in the clinic is watching her, wondering why the hell we’re here, I’m sure, because our kid is having a BLAST and must not be sick, but also laughing at her and her antics, which included: giggling at the texture of the shiny posters on the wall, running her fingers against them, tearing them off and us putting them back up, making PYEW PYEW sounds like she’s shooting a gun and flying an airplane, and no, I have no idea where she learned that. My best guess is she “discovered” a sensation or sound she likes to make with her mouth, and now will make it continuously for the next 4-6 weeks. Or she’s been watching too much CSI. I digress.
So we finally get upgraded to the “waiting closer to the examination rooms but not quite area” fortunately with less sick people and more broken limbs (well, fortunately for the likelihood of Kenzie catching something, not so much for them), and then, eventually, in an examination room. They ask us a number of questions and then tell us that, as she is too young to understand “hold still while we flush your eye out,” she’s going to have to go to the Children’s Hospital. Awesome. He prints us up a report which, I swear to God, says “temperature 36, foreign object in eye” to BRING TO HOSPITAL, and then sends us on our way. Because that information is CRUCIAL to this process. Oh, and he casually mentions it could be a cyst. YAY!
So we get to the hospital; Kenzie is finally sleeping, which helps, but the kid in front of us is vomiting. A lot. So it wasn’t looking good.
We wait another hour or so (I don’t know - somehow it went from 11am to 4pm), at which point they see us and tell us they are going to flush her eye which should hopefully remove the object. They do. It isn’t pretty. Gary actually left the room at one point it was so bad. I held her, with at least the hope that the more still she is, the quicker it will be over. After several minutes (Gary would describe it as more like 15 minutes - it did feel like an eternity), they determine that it’s not coming out and they need a proper opthamologist. Fortunately, one is available for an appointment at 5pm at the eye institute.
As soon as the guy walks in, you can tell he knows what he is doing. He takes a look on the eye machines, gives me some tips on best ways to hold babies for procedures like these, puts a few drops in and brushes it off with a q-tip at the suggestion of the other doctor with him. He says “yep, looks like toast!”, briefly considers setting another appointment but then decides it looks so good that we should only come back if we see any issues. And that was that, our first hospital visit!
Kenzie is a fan of brushing her teeth. It’s actually hilarious, she actually gets excited when I pull out the toothbrush, and opens her mouth. I try to brush her two tiny teeth at least once a day, which results in approximately 45 minutes or so of her playing with the toothbrush, I even catch her actually “brushing” her teeth, although most of the time she just chews and sucks on the toothbrush, but she kinda gets what you’re supposed to do. As soon as I get it out she has a big smile, lets me brush them as best I can and then she takes over. Pretty sure she likes it better than most toys, I’m just hoping she still likes it when she realizes it’s an obligation, and not an awesome fun activity that mommy always seems to want to do.
I’m happy she now has two teeth and I can call it “brushing your teeth,” instead of “brushing your tooth,” which just doesn’t quite have the same ring to it.
I recently had the good fortune of winning a Lolliduo cloth diaper courtesy of the School of Cloth Twitter Party hosted by Cloth Diaper Geek. I seriously felt like the luckiest person ever… I had my eye on the Lolliduo as the prize I wanted most (despite the fact that you don’t actually get to PICK your prize, it still satisfies my shopping urge), and when my Twitter handle was called I practically danced around the block. These diapers are pricey, at $27.30 apiece, so it was a diaper I had heard was amazing (the mythological “perfect” diaper), but wasn’t willing to shell out for without actually trying it out.
- It is SO soft. Seriously, the day we got it, Kenzie and I (okay, mostly me) spent about an hour just touching it… possibly rubbing it on my face. It was crazy soft!
- The colours. We were hoping for a pale green, but ended up with purple on the outside and royal blue on the inside. It’s beautiful.
- Comfort. I can’t imagine any diaper we own being as comfortable as this one. I really can’t. Kenzie normally flips the second her diaper is dirty, but I swear, this morning she kept it on until I figured she was due for a wet change and SURPRISE!
- Absorbency. Now I didn’t get to try their inserts, but the reason I say this is because not only does it comfortably fit a lot more inserts than a normal pocket, I found when they are full it really doesn’t leak. In other words, as a nighttime diaper, this one rocks - no wet bed in the morning for a long night.
- Did I mention the softness? The elastic is so gentle, too.
- For those of you who like contributing to the livelihood of families, each one is made-to-order by a WAHM employed by Lollidoo.
- The snaps. I was disappointed to discover the snaps are metal and very difficult to snap. This is a plus if you have a baby that likes to take off diapers, but with my weak fingers it is just a pain. If this weren’t a $30 diaper, I would never complain, but for me this is a major drawback and something they really need to changr. With plastic snaps, however, I think I would be an addict, so that’s probably for the best.
- The price. $30 is a lot, although it’s still worth it if you are looking into cloth diapers and want a really, really nice stash. I did the math and even if I had bought all Lollidoo brand diapers, I’d still have saved money by now.
- Shipping time. This is really just a consequence of the fact that it is made-to-order, and also probably because it was a giveaway, but it’s not something you can really complain about. It just is.
Lolliduos are definitely worth a try, I would certainly love to review their inserts and their overnight diaper (which I imagine is to die for!). I think any disappointments I had were really because there was no way this diaper could possibly live up to the expectation of perfection I had in my mind, and I would definitely, definitely recommend trying it at least once if only to experience the softness. I’ve never felt anything like it.