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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

15 month Plunket check-up

We just got back and our new Plunket nurse in Clevedon is lovely and she thinks Caelan's amazing. Thought he was so clever with all his talking and stuff - of course he is. He is 13.7kg and 85cm tall - right along the 97% line. He sure is a biggun - even with all the weight he's lost with the lack of eating while being sick over the last month! Thank goodness he had extra to lose and hasn't suffered at all with it, even if he looks skinny to Chris and I now. Well that's all - just wanted to put the update and had to post this photo. It's absolutely classic!!!

Dior on the floor?!?!
What everyone (man, woman or baby) must do should you come across an unwatched Christian Dior handbag on the floor, ah it was a proud moment - 'That's my boy!' hahaha

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Nurses are nasty

Caelan now hates the nurse he used to love. He got his 15 month immunisations yesterday and he really doesn't like her, she tried to give him a jellybean (I know!!!! You're shocked huh? I was going to let him have a lolly!! hehe But I thought he deserved it, so the first one was going to be yesterday) - he threw it at her angrily saying "No, no, no, no!". She tried again and it got the same treatment. My poor, poor little boy. But the good news is, one ear is only slightly infected still and the other one has completely cleared up. HURRAH! He opened his hand and said "Ouch" to show her his ouch hand (before she horribly jabbed him) and she just about died, she asked what happened and how he got it. I'll just go back to Friday... Caelan and I were hanging outside, I was tidying up the deck and he was on the lawn. There was this horrible scream, when I got to him he was holding the top of the solar light crying, I asked him what happened and he turned and pointed to the rest of the light, still in the garden, and told me all about what had happened. The problem was, it was in his language, not mine. So I gathered that it must have bitten him. I gave him a cuddle, he stopped crying, I took the top of the light off him and all was happy again. He was next to the car and screamed in pain again, I went up to him and noticed his hand had blood dripping all down the fingers onto the ground. I turned it over and just about screamed in shock and then had to calmly tell him that it was ok and we'd better clean it, that it looked ouchy though. I took him inside and my god there was some blood! The light sure had bitten him - it looked like some sharp plastic had scraped a whole lot of skin off the palm of his hand. It looked hideously sore! I cleaned it, savloned and bandaged it, the whole while he was pointing at it saying ouch.

Anyway, when I saw the doctor yesterday I didn't even think to show him the hand, I thought it was fine, it wasn't infected, I'd kept cleaning it with Savlon liquid and had it covered for the first couple of days and it was now scabbing over. All good, or so I thought. Well, obviously not! It needed special cream and it needed it now, it needed to be bandaged, what did the doctor say?!? She was horrified when I told her I thought it was ok and didn't even show the doctor. Opsy. Anyway we now have special cream to be applied twice daily and it is bandaged. Whewf! So aside from having a rather relaxed mother he's doing well now! hehe

My god he's a boy. It astounds me how boys really are boys, without seeing anyone else do grotty boy things, they just do them. Last Wednesday morning after his breakfast, I was wiping his table and he did the funniest thing. He pretended to pick a scab on his knuckle and feed it to me. WTF!??! He was laughing his head off while holding it right infront of my mouth offering it to me. What a grot!!! He's never seen anyone do anything like this, but the boy brain looked at his scab and thought it would be really funny to pretend to pick it and feed it to Mama. He loved my "Eeeewwwwwww!!! Nnnoooooo! YUCK!!!" response of course and did it throughout the day numerous times. Then he offered it to Daddy when he got home and upon Chris' disgusted response he proceded to pretend to eat it himself, laughing the whole time. Funny, funny little boy!

Me and Mama on her birthday.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Some photos

Having lunch with George.

Looking super cute in my awesome cardie Grandma knitted.

Patting Maddy.

Wow! What's this? I can see myself in it.

How messy can a little boy and a bowl of yoghurt get? Pretty damned messy!!

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Playin in da mud!

This was taken on Tuesday while we were outside stomping in the puddles and getting VERY muddy. Ah it's good to be a kid!

Oh and took him to the doctor again today, he now has a nasty ear infection in both ears. Bugger it. Ah well, that's what you get when you're a baby in winter though right? Will post more pics sometime soon when I have more time and patience to deal with this damned dial-up speed and constantly getting kicked offline. Bye!

Monday, July 02, 2007

Running, talking little boy

He really is just that - he runs just about everywhere and is constantly talking and he's such a little kid. His real words now consist of Daddy, Mummy/Mama (still calls me Mummy sometimes even though I'm Mama dammit!! Hehe I think he hears other people say it and picks up on it), plane, ear, ouch, hot, dog, Toa, bye-bye, ta-ta, yummy, yucky, says ta when he wants something or is giving something to you and meows like a cat, neighs like a horse, moos, baas and barks like a dog (well kinda - the barking is still a funny closed mouth bark!).

He's been sick for a while - a couple of weeks now. This horrible cold has gone from a blocked up, runny-nose normal cold to a chest infection. Yep he has bronchiolitis again - look the poor little guy to the doctor on Friday as he'd gotten my horrible wheezy cough and he was given some medication to clear up the blockages to ensure that it doesn't turn into an ear infection again. My ears had been blocked and sore for days so I was worried that as he'd gotten the horrid cough his ears could feel like mine and then get infected and lord knows we don't want another freakin' ear infection! Had to go back today for the checkup and he's been put on some ventolin as he's very, very wheezy. We're hoping like hell it's just due to the bronchiolitis and doesn't turn into fulltime asthma like Chris'.

So aside from normal winter illnesses he's doing so well and always astounds us with his gorgeousness and intelligence! The other night he sang along to an ad in tune - Chris and I just about shat ourselves! He's a genius!!! hehe As I'm sure all parents say.