Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Snot and Tears and Drool

Miss Em has a cold.

It all began Sunday night at church when she gave the two nursery workers a run for their money. Sorry Beka and Heather! You thought you were going to play with a happy baby, but a bug came along and ruined Eme's mood.

Then, I presume, that bug woke up my baby every few hours Sunday night/Monday morning (but she put herself back to sleep! Hooray!). Now I know I've told you I practice the For Now principle, but this waking every few hours was odd for her. As a parent you have the pleasure of solving little mysteries every week, sometimes every day. Expertly, I file little nuances away like a spinster librarian hunched over an old card catalog drawer.

As for the restless night, I didn't have to wait long for the reason. On Monday morning--you know, because Monday mornings are so special anyway--a little drip began to make its way down from her nose. Being the new mom who is a little wet behind the ears I thought this was cute. Just a little bit! This is the first time she's ever had a runny nose! Just be thankful I didn't take a picture and share it with you here!

Which reminds me. Does every single kid in the universe hate to have her nose wiped? I don't think I've ever seen one enjoy it. Emeline is fine when I wash her face during bath time. She even allows me to wipe her face after eating without much of a protest. But the nose. Forget it. She hates it. And she's so fast--already! This is her first full-blown cold and she dodges a Kleenex like a veteran toddler.

And so my life currently consists of snot and tears and drool.

I've explained the snot.

The tears gush anytime I am not holding her and Dad isn't in the room. She even refused to take her afternoon nap today because she went ballistic every time I left her in her crib. Instead, we pulled up a chair next to the window and sat and watched the trees blow in the wind. I have to say, it was wonderful not crossing anything off my To Do List this afternoon.

The drool is profuse. It leaks out when she has her pacifier. It leaks out while she eats because she keeps pulling away from her bottle every few gulps or so to help herself to some oxygen, on account of the nostrils being plugged up. At one point today, her face was completely slicked over, the top of her onesie was sopping wet, and she had green beans smeared all over her sleeves. I had to laugh. What a mess!

Of course, she's cranky. She coughs these little pathetic coughs. She doesn't feel good and she doesn't understand why, but she takes it like a champ. On our walk today, she looked up at me and smiled as if to say, "Thanks Mom!" And even though her eyes were puffy from all the crying and visibly tired from all the not-sleeping, she sat up straight and tall in her stroller so as not to miss a thing while we rambled about (I had hoped I could trick her into sleeping. Silly Mom.).

Snot and drool and tears. Who cares?

1 comment:

  1. Oh no! I hope she feels better soon. Yes, the nose wiping is terrible. Jacinda screams so loud one would think terrible things, but it's just a kleenex. Kuddos to Eme's immune system :)