Its 5am and I’ve been awake since 4 after finally getting to sleep at 2 and my alarm is due to go off in an hour. The reason??? This poor little bear with spots:
Chicken pox sucks. Big time.
So after the grumpiness and temperature that came on Monday afternoon and put a dampener on her birthday…. We’ve found the reason.
The first spot appeared on her birthday so what a first birthday present. By bedtime we had another 2 and since then they’ve be sprouting up everywhere. Poor little bear, you can’t explain to a 1 year old what is happening and she’s just so miserable with it.
The bad news: her first birthday party which was supposed to take place tomorrow is postponed. Not cancelled as she deserves a party to celebrate the past 12 months, so it’s just got to be picked up and moved back a few weeks once she’s feeling better.
The good news: at least it’s out of the way early when she won’t remember it and when I can hopefully hide the spots out of reach so she can’t scratch them and leave scars!!
She’s such a trooper though and although miserable 90% of the time where only mama will do; we still have flashes of that gorgeous little smile.
So it seems that Calpol and cuddles are now going to be joined by calamine!
So it’s happened, the day has arrived and I officially have a toddler.
I feel like I need a refund on the last 12 months as the time has flown by so quickly, surely I didn’t get the entire 365 days. When I think back to those early colic days (*shudders*) it felt like every minute latest an hour and it would take an age to reach that magical 6 week mark where everyone promised it would all get better.
It wasn’t quite 6 weeks but it did feel like I’ve blinked and before I know it I’m looking down at a beautiful, confident, head strong little girl that is full of love and smiles with a head full of crazy, uncontrollable hair; a little like her if I’m honest! I don’t know what we did right to get her but I feel blessed.
She she STILL doesn’t sleep well but in the grand scheme of things I’ll take that because the positives about this little monkey butt far outweigh that one single struggle we have.
We’ve had a lovely day consisting of a morning opening (far too many!) presents, and afternoon at the zoo and an early evening snuggled on the sofa. She’s still grumpy and under the weather but we’re making the most of it.
So happy birthday baby bear ; it’s been a amazing year where you have turned our world upside down but I wouldn’t change a second of it.
I’ll leave you all with this poem I came across not long after she was born which left me in post natal hormonal tears, but it also reminded me to embrace, live and cherish every moment while it lasts.
Unfortunately we have a poorly baby bear. After a lovely weekend yesterday she came down with a temperature. She still seemed in good spirits this morning though so she went to nursery as usual but was back with me by 11am (thankfully I have a flexible job!!)
We’ve had a pretty miserable girl all day and thinking is better safe to be sorry seeing as I couldn’t get her temperature below 38, a quick trip to the doctors confirmed that she has a viral infection. Pretty common and although she’ll be a unhappy bear she should be fine in a few days. Official prescription is calpol and plenty of cuddles which we were happy to oblige.
Such bad timing though as she turns 1 in the morning.
Yes, tomorrow my baby officially becomes a toddler. She’s been there for months if I’m honest, it’s me that’s not ready to let go of the newborn I met a year ago tomorrow. Although I adore the little girl she has become, I just want time to slow down.
I really enjoyed doing this summary last week so I think this will become a Sunday evening / Monday morning regular event!!
So I’ve started a new book – a real paper book too; not kindle! (It’s crazy how excited I am by that little fact!). I’ve picked up Jessie Keane’s Dangerous which is a gritty underworld book set in the 50’s and 60’s. I’m only a few hundred pages in (reading is slow work nowadays) but so far I’m really enjoying it.
The big one this week was the kick off of the rugby world cup of which England won their first game …. whoop whoop. It was a pretty bland start to the game with the team doing what they needed but nothing more, however that all fell apart in the first 20 mins of the second half and I was a little worried we’d be making a quick exist from the competition. However, the last 20 were fabulous as we shot from 18 points to 33 to storm the game and get an extra bonus point in the process for scoring 4 tries. Lets hope it’s this team that shows up on Saturday for the match against Wales!
A lot of giggles and chatter this week as we had a set of friends stay over on Friday night to watch the game with us so the bear got her first ever sleepover with her little friend T coming to stay. They seemed to enjoy it even if they haven’t quite gotten the hand of this whole sharing malarkey yet!
Flip flops!! Yes it’s starting to rain and turn cold but I am refusing to give in and concede that summer is quite over yet!
With the bears birthday party on Saturday, there have been busy makes afoot this week with a birthday board, some crochet flowers and some favour jars to name but a few. I can’t wait until next week when I can finally share everything in full without risking spoilers for the people who are coming. Here’s a sneaky preview in the meantime!
This weekend we had no plans other than the bears swimming lesson on Saturday afternoon. No where we had to be, no Saturday working, nothing.
It was bliss. We caught up with friends with a sleepover, we caught up with sport with the rugby and F1, we took a gorgeous walk and got some fresh air, did DIY in the house (hubby) and got our craft on (me with a little help from the bear).
It made a wonderful wonderful change.