Five for Friday (sickness edition)

• I took Felicity to the doctor on Monday, not her regular ped but the pediatric ENT.  He gave us a prescription for Cefdinir, which is also known as Omnicef and which I just read was a Warner Lambert drug.  I and about a million members of my family worked for Warner Lambert years ago before they were bought by evil Pfizer, so whoo, Warner Lambert, yay!  She is supposed to take it for TWENTY days - FORTY doses, which, ugh.  But he said we'll try this for her sinus infection/adenoid trouble and then if it doesn't work or make her better maybe she'll have her adenoids out.  
• Ugh.  I hate to think about it, so I'm not.  After June 7, when I take her to the doctor, I'll worry, depending on what he says.  
• She has been MISERABLE this week.  MISERABLE.  Up early, extremely clingy, unable to sleep, MISERABLE.  And sadly, as Felicity goes, so goes her mother so I've been horrible too.  
• She was horrible today at Ballet, she took every lego block on the table and chucked it to the floor, five times over.  She has discovered the button to open the door and she ran outside 100 times.  I hurt my shoulder and it's been painful to pick her up, so every time of the 1,000 times that I had to do it, it hurt.  
• She is extremely lovable and sweet, even when she's sick and unhappy.  Also, she is SMART!  We pulled up to the bakery today, the bakery where she has been maybe six times in her life?  We pulled up and she said MMMMMM!  MMMMMMMM!  Genius.  

Five Things About Felicity on Friday

I stole the Five Things thing from my friend Hannah, I never write anymore and I have to so I am think of everything I can to make me do it.  I am never ever EVER left alone but maybe five things?  Maybe I can do that?  Let's try:

1.  She weighed almost 26 pounds at 18 months.  Ugh, I forget how long she was but I'll update it later.  If I check on Facebook, I'll never come back.

2.  My parents came home from FL on Saturday and came over here on Sunday and she was a tiny bit strange with them, but not for long.  And that's probably the last time she'll be even a little bit strange, right?  By the time they come home next year, assuming they don't just move there year found (that's a potshot), she'll be 2.5.

3.  I am thinking of sending her one day a week to preschool.  Right now I don't have her signed up but I just feel like she is ahead of everyone else, and maybe she'll want to go.  We'll see, I'm in no rush to decide.

4.  She has more hair, for sure!  It's not exactly long but she is not a baldy anymore.

5.  She has been waking up early.  She woke up at 5:00 on Wednesday, 6:00 yesterday and 6:45 today.  She is moving in the right direction, I guess.  She cries almost every time I lay her down now but it's really just a protest cry, it never lasts for long.

6.  (BONUS!)  She is talking more and more, she does a thing that Maria did, which is to say the second part of a word - like she'll say Pah! for Up!, it's super cute.  So's she.

Cute Things

Felicity says "mmmm!" when she tastes something she likes.  Today I gave her shells and cheese and she took some and her little eyebrows went up and she said MMMMMMM!  MMMMMMMMMMM! Then she ate an entire package of them, and this was after she already had lunch.  She would eat her weight in cheese if I let her, but as Marta and I discussed today, she doesn't have milk, hardly ever, so she can have cheese and yogurt til she busts, as far as I'm concerned.

She also says "noooo!" when you say "are you ready to take a nap?". I don't mean to ASK her anything, I should know better than that, but it's so cute I can't stand it.

Not cute:  she tears down the dvd's from the shelf all the time.  She will not stop climbing on the table.  She is getting very particular about what she wants to do, which is everything the bigger kids get to do.

But she is more fun outside, we found out last Saturday, she can be trusted a little better climbing on the playset, etc.  She is doing just fine.  Mmmmmmmm!, she is delicious!  Ha!

Isn't she something?  How we love our little Felicity, everyone does!  Maria in particular has gotten very cute with her lately, showing her how to do stuff, etc.  I wouldn't say she's the most patient teacher ever, and sometimes she is a little intense:

But overall she is nice and loves her so much, as do we all.  Felicity will be 18 months old on April 10 and she is right where she should be, I'm guessing.  She has some words, maybe 10?  They asked on her 18 Month Old Evaluation thing I am supposed to fill out for her appointment with the pediatrician.  She says Mama and Daddy, Water, Banana, Bread, Cookie, Me, No, Bee (for Max and Ruby), maybe that's it.  She points at everything, her receptive language is really good.  

God knows she climbs on stuff.  She is always, always climbing on the table, the chairs, the stairs, the beds, the furniture, everywhere.  She is everywhere all the time.  She wants to walk down the stairs like a regular person and she wants to do it while she is carrying stuff in both hands.  She terrifies me.  I don't want to hold her back but I can't have her falling down the stairs, which were built in 1963 I think maybe expressly to kill small children.  When I think about those soft, cute stairs I had in my old house I want to cry.  I should have appreciated them more!  

She is sleeping well, she has a permanent runny nose which could be there because of a cold or because she's been getting teeth.  It could also be because we've had the heat blaring in our house for the last six months or whenever this horrible winter started.  

She still drinks a little bit of water from a bottle before she takes her one nap or goes to bed.  I can't see that being a problem, so I'm not worried.  I bought her some new cloth diapers and I really like them.  For some reason, the Fuzzi Bunz weren't working for her so I bought some Bum Genius and they are great.  Also, they are SUPER cute, I'll put up some pictures.  This one is my favorite, mostly because I love  black clothes on a baby.  

So - almost 18 months, sweet as ever, perfect in every way, looking forward to spring.  

Bye!

Felicity is so funny.  Lately when I am rocking her before a nap or better, she'll stop drinking her pre-sleep water and wave at me.  "Bye!", she'll say, waving, then she shakes her head "no" over and over.  I have less than no idea what in the hell she is talking about.  I think by "bye" she means "hi" but I don't have any idea why she's shaking her head no.  Sometimes she puts her hands over her eyes and says "pah-boo!", while she's lying there.

She's great, although this week, she is really annoying me with her sleep.  She woke up two nights this week and was up from 1-5 and then from 1-4 a.m.  That, as my sister would say, is super no bueno but what can you do?  Veronica did it too, I just pray it doesn't last.

I didn't take her for her 15 month appointment, I think at this stage I'm going to skip it and catch up by her 18 month appointment.  She is doing just fine, really coming into her own and I'm bullish for the future.

Sixteen months

Felicity is 16 months old, can you believe it?  Little baby Felicity, 16 months old.  She is great, although right now she has an ear infection and what is probably Fifth's Disease.  Today is Day 21 of the work on our house, and Felicity and I are SICK OF IT!  She is the most affected, the poor thing, she can't take a nap at all, ugh, it's awful.  Today we came home after dropping off the girls and we hung out for a while while they tore up the floor and then they starting using this saw and Oh My LORD, she was like, WHAT IS THAT? So we bugged out of here, we went to Target to buy Valentine's for the kids and then we went to Mike's office and got him and went to IHOP for pancakes for Fat Tuesday.  She ate so well, sausage, eggs, pancakes, she went to TOWN on that food.  She is a good eater, although she won't drink milk anymore.  I try to make it up with cheese and yogurt, we'll see.  I haven't taken her for her fifteen month appointment yet, I have been busy and then she was sick, so we'll go soon.  I'm not worried, she seems fine.  She is pretty clingy lately, but who can tell why?  She is pretty much always tired because she can never take a damned nap.

Why are contractors such jerks, I'd like to know?  Why must they torture me and take so much longer than they say they will?  I guess if they could have a real job, where they had to show up every day and work for EIGHT HOURS in a row, they would.  But they can't, so instead they come to my house and make a mess and a lot of noise for four or five hours and then call it a day.  BIG JERKS.  Felicity and I DON'T LIKE THEM.

Magical Age

This is the worst age.  I mean, I don't even know what the worst age is but this one is pretty bad.  Felicity is 15.5 months and the climbing!  The teething!  The not great sleeping!  The SHRIEKING.  OH LORD THE SHRIEKING.  Just today I feel like it's started in earnest - like before she was shrieking sometimes, in the way that babies do when they are just discovering their voices, but now, today, she is shrieking in a very demanding and very LOUD way.  It's 8:29 and I put her to bed at around 7:40 and my ears are still kind of ringing.

I was telling her tonight when I was rocking her, I'm sorry.  I mean it, I am really sorry.  I am MUCH more wrung out by her than I was with the others.  I'm older, there are so many more of them, it's just - I am awful with her, sometimes.  We're having some work done on the kitchen so Felicity and I have had to be out of the house for the last two days and it has been ROUGH.  I feel like I've taken her in and out of that car seat 200 times in the last two days.

I took the girls out to lunch today and she was hungry, starving, like a crazy person.  I couldn't SHOVEL that applesauce in her face fast enough to stop her from screaming.  We are in public!, I kept telling her!  CUT IT OUT!

She is hilarious and adorable and also she is driving me crazy.  By the end of the day, I am so sick of her and then she is VERY cute, which helps.  She is cute in the bath and cute when I put lotion on her. Mmmmmmm, she says, which is just adorable.  She was jamming her bottle in my mouth tonight - it just has water in it, she doesn't get milk bottles anymore, which is another thing that is making her mad.  Anyways, she was jamming the bottle in my mouth, offering it to me and I said "mmmmm thank you!" and she was laughing in this super cute, barely amused way.  She kills me and she also kills me.  And she is probably killing me.  Ha!

Waaaah!