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I got up on Monday to find a whole army of family members staying home with me today.  Both Mom & Dad worked from home and  Nana was here to take care of me.  I ate and played with Nana in the morning and then took my usual nap.

After I got up, Mom took me to see Nurse Practioner Hartman for a check-up on my ear infection.  Turns out my left ear is all good and my right ear was almost there.  In fact everything was going so well, that she went ahead and gave me my 15-month check-up, which Mom had rescheduled for this Friday.

The good news is that I’m doing great!  I weigh 24 lb., 11 oz. and I am 31.5″ long with a 19-inch head circumference.  That puts me in the 75th, 75th, and 95th percentiles, respectively.  And that’s after I’ve lost a little weight in the last few days. The only thing is that I couldn’t get my vaccinations, because I’m technically still sick.  So I’m coming back on Friday for some shots.

Nana was waiting for me when I got home and we resumed our playing and reading.  After my afternoon nap, Mom and Dad were ready to play with me — though Mom wasn’t feeling even worse than she did over the weekend.  After dinner, we all cleaned out the fridge before going to bed.

Check out Dad’s first father’s day.

Saturday was one of the most pathetic things you’ll ever see.  Mom and I were completely out of it.  Dad was gone.  We just spent the day laying around doing nothing.  Nana & Grandpa brought over some much needed food, but other than that, nothing notable happened.

Sunday started out exciting when Dad got home at 7:00 AM.  Finally someone in the house who wasn’t sick!  We didn’t do much more, though we ventured out on a walk and picked up some coconut water from W Crossings Grocer, where I’d never been before.  There wasn’t much more to write about, except that I started making this face and saying “ouuuh, ouuuh” when I tried to reach out for things.

Oh the whole, though, by Sunday afternoon, things were looking up.  School on Tuesday will be easy-peasy!

Don’t mess with SuperMaggie!

I turned 15 months old today, but I sure didn’t feel like celebrating!  I was at 5:45 feeling very sad and lethargic and looking very pathetic!  I had a fever and diarrhea.  A great birthday, right?

I laid down in my bet and then sat in the bathroom rocking with Mom.  At 7:00 I gtot my antibiotics ate a bit of breakfast (I refused to touch the egg.).  After breakfast Mom was still here and she just sat with me and rocked (and cleaned up my diarrhea).  At 8:00 Nana came over and Mom left for a short day at work.

I was pretty fussy with Nana but slept in her lap for almost two hours.  I woke up sweaty and hoarse.  I got my Motrin at 12:15 before eating some O’s and milk.  I felt a bit better and was for playing a bit and reading a few books.  I got cranky just before 2:00 and kept saying “up, up” to indicate that I wanted to go to sleep — which I did.

At 4:00 Mom got home and Nana left for some much-needed rest.  I cried non-stop (which I almost never do!) for half an hour.  Mom got me comforted and then I played and read for about an hour.  Then Mom and I watched Sesame Street videos until dinner.

I got my medicine just before 7:00 and was asleep by 7:30.  We were supposed to drive to Detroit (and meet Dad there) for a wedding, but obviously that wasn’t going to happen.  Fortunately, Mom’s off tomorrow.  I hope I feel better!

Well, I didn’t feel better.  I had a really rough night, and since Dad was at Chris’s and Cate’s wedding, Mom had a rough night all by herself. My fever kept going up.  I was really  unhappy and really uncomfortable.  I got a dose of Motrin at 3:45 AM, but by 6:00 the situation had deteriorated further.  I was fussy and unable to sleep and my fever kept going up.  Mom rocked me until I stopped crying, but then she realized that only wasn’t I crying, but I really wasn’t responding to any stimuli.  My arm-pit temperature was 102.8 and I wasn’t due for more Motirn for hours.

Mom called Nana, who suggested attacking my fever with Tylenol and wet wash cloths.  Finally, they decided to take me to the emergency room at Children’s Memorial Hospital.  Apparently you don’t have to get dressed up to go to the  hospital — I went in a clean  set of pajamas!  Nana and Grandpa met us there (though they decided not to wear their PJ’s!) A resident named Dr. Choi examined me, but didn’t really have a commanding presence.  He ordered a chest X-ray, a blood test, and a urine test, but wasn’t sure whether I need an IV. So, he called in the attending physician, Dr. Abujamra (turns out, she’s one of my peeps!).  She spent about two minutes with me. She lifted up my arm and watched it limply fall back to my side.  She called in the IV.  Within three minutes I was much happier.  I cooled down, was happier, and fell into a calm, restful sleep.

All my tests came back normal and the doctor gave me new a new antibiotic, Augmentin.  Mom and I went home while Nana and Grandpa went to pick up my prescription and some groceries.  The rest of the day was a blur for both me and Mom, made worse by the fact that she was getting sick, too, and Dad still wasn’t home!

A year ago I could lift my head!

Yesterday ended just fine, so Dad left for work as planned in the morning and Mom had planned to take me to Nana’s during her breakfast meeting and then head into pre-school a bit later than usual.  That was the plan.  Ha!

I woke up in a terrible mood — maybe as unhappy as I’ve ever been.  So bad, in fact, that Mom couldn’t take me to Nana’s and go to her breakfast meeting.  Instead, she had to cancel her meeting and stay home.  I was almost inconsolable.  Mom held me, rocked me, and sang to me — anything that might possibly calm and comfort me.  I refused to eat much of anything (except strawberries, of course).

Nana came over in the afternoon to help take care of me and to offer her expert opinion.  Around 2:30, Mom & Nana decided I should see my doctor.  The earliest appointment wasn’t until 7:30, so I spent the afternoon and evening just as unhappy as I was before.

When I finally saw Dr. Kazdin, she diagnosed me with infections in both ears, with hemorrhaging in one.  Well, it was good to get a diagnosis — and better to get medicine!  To make the day worse, we got stuck in the parking garage (I think Mom wanted to cry!) and then the pharmacy took 30 minutes to make my amoxicillan.  Along with the antibiotics, I also got motrin for my fever, which was cool (ha!).

Finally, the unhappy day ended with me falling asleep in my crib at 9:00.

I woke up Wednesday morning still sick, but feeling a bit better despite the discomfort of the amoxicillan-induced diarrhea.  Nana pretty much held me and gave me plenty of TLC today.

Mom gave me a bath, but my diarrhea didn’t really cooperate (feel free to provide your own imagery).   I hope this ends soon…I don’t think I’m going to make it to pre-school tomorrow.

Last year I was celebrating the end of a poop watch.

I got in a relatively good mood given how bad my weekend was.  It was a Monday and Dad was working from home, so I knew there wasn’t going to be any pre-school today (and I probably wasn’t really up for it).  I ate breakfast with Dad and I ate pretty well.  We played together and then I was getting really excited for Nana to come over, so I went to the door and said “Nana!”

Dad opened the door for me and I did some yoga waiting for her to come.  We played all morning, with the usual reading and other fun.  The day was pretty uneventful except that one of the times Dad came upstairs to play with me during the day, I had a “diaper malfunction” that resulted in my poop leaking through:

• My diaper
• My pants
• Dad’s shirt
• Dad’s shorts
• Dad’s underwear

And all the way to his skin!  You can imagine the process that went into cleaning that up.  Dad ended up taking a shower.

By the time the day ended I wasn’t feeling great, but I wasn’t feeling terrible, either.

Last year I learned how to shriek!

I didn’t have the best night, waking up a few times.  I started to run a fever and I woke up in a really bad mood.  I read with Mom while Dad was having breakfast with Conor’s dad.  I took a pretty short nap but wasn’t in much of a mood to do anything when I got up, so I hung out with Mom in her bed until 10:30.  When Dad got home I played with him until we all went to Nana’s and Grandpa’s for lunch.  As always, I loved the food that Nana made for me!

We left a bit early so that we could go shoe shopping for me.  Nana recommended that I get better shoes now that I’m roaming about more.  Apparently these shoes are hard to find, so we went all the way up to this little boutique, where, unfortunately, I had a total meltdown.  I felt like terrible!

I fell asleep in the car on the ride home and then continued my nap at home.  When I woke up me fever hadn’t really subsided and I  was pretty fussy.  I ate well and slept early, hoping to start the week feeling better.

A year ago I was on my longest poop-watch ever!

I got up with Mom (Dad was on his way back from his college reunion) and we played downstairs.  I even got to help make a pie for Dad (which she owed him for a bet that she lost).  We were waiting for Dad when he got home around 8:45.

We got our stuff ready and Dad and I went on our weekly trip to the grocer store.  We got back home, picked up Mom, and went to Target, where I got to buy a swimsuit and a pair of sunglasses.  Fancy that!  It was 12:15 before we made it back home and I was hungry.  I had lunch and took a good 2-hour nap.

I woke up not feeling too well (and neither was Mom for that matter).  As usual, everyone decided that I was teething.  The rest of the day was pretty uneventful.  I got a bath and went to bed, hoping to feel better in the morning.

A year ago I showed tremendous coordination!

Well, I haven’t quite figured out my schedule yet, that’s for sure.  I woke up at 5:20 and hung out in the bathroom while Mom showered and played in her bedroom while she got dressed for work.  We took lots of breaks to read books.  I really like this quality time with Mom in the mornings!  We left around 6:30 and took of for pre-school.  I wasn’t quite as patient, especially at the end after we got off the highway.

Shockingly, Mom was worried that I’d have a harder time the second day at pre-school, because I’d know that Mom was leaving for the day.  Mom, you misunderestime me!  As soon as we  walked in the door I went to say to hi to my friends and when Mom said bye, I just waved and said “bye bye.”

Probably the most shocking thing about today is that I ate Cheez-its for my morning snack.   Cheez-its?  Really? Does Dad know?  I needed a bit more TLC than Tuesday and Miss Mimi gave me plenty of hugs and cuddles, which was great.  I also discovered that pre-school has a whole lot of kitchen toys to play with — just like the ones I keep in my cabinet at home.  I also had a really good time playing on the outdoor climber.  Mom didn’t come by at lunch, but Dad called in the afternoon to make sure that I was doing okay.  Guys, really, I’m a big girl now!

I was exhausted and irritable on the  ride home but was much happier once we got home.  I ate really well, read books with Mom, and got a bath.  I barely made it through Goodnight Gorilla and was asleep the instant my head hit the crib.

So, if my pattern-recognition skills are worth anything I’ve noticed that I go to pre-school every other day, so Friday should be a day with Nana — and sure enough, it was!  I woke up in a great mood to match the great weather outside.  I ate really well and then Nana and I spent an hour outside in the yard and then on a walk across Division.  I played until 11:30, had lunch, and then napped — which is not my usual home schedule.  I think Mom, Dad, and Nana are still figuring out what’s up.

I slept until 3:15 (!) and was so excited to see Grandpa Yagan!  He hasn’t been over to our house in so long.  Mom was here, too (she gets early dismissal on Fridays during the summer!) which made it even better.  I had a great time playing with Grandpa’s head and hat.  He also really likes feeding me, so he gave me my snack.

After he left, I played with Mom until dinner, which I ate pretty well except for the fish.  Then we played, read, cleaned up, and I was asleep by 7:15.  What a week!

Last year, I decided to wake up really early!

So, I woke up today figuring I’d be going back to pre-school, right?  Wrong!  Nana was waiting for me downstairs!  I was a bit more tired than usual when I got up (remember that I skipped a nap yesterday).   I was also hungrier than  usual and devoured a huge breakfast. Nana tried to keep my up until 10:00, but I didn’t quite make it.  I took a really long nap and woke up rested, with a huge poop, and with a huge appetite.

I ate and then I got to play with my new markers (which reminded me of the painting I did at pre-school yesterday)!  I had a good snack and then Nana put me down for my nap, but my schedule was a bit messed up, so I didn’t fall asleep for over an hour!  I was confused when Rachel woke me up at 5:30, but I finally perked up.  I’m still not sure why anyone would wake up a sleeping baby!  Maybe I’m not a baby anymore?

I gave Rachel a hard time at dinner (spitting and throwing food on the floor) but fell asleep very easily at 7:45.

Last year I lifted my head!

Today started out like any other Tuesday, with Mom getting me out of my crib when I woke up, but it would turn out to be a whole new chapter in my life.  Instead of getting me ready for a day with Nana, Mom got me dressed and we got in the car around 6:00!  We sang all the way to … pre-school!  We got there at 6:30 and Mom met Miss Mimi (Mimi and I are already friends).  Mom and I played until about 6:50 when Mom left!  (Dad never left the two times he brought me to pre-school!)  I could tell Mom was worried when she said goodbye, but I had no idea why.

I went into the infant room until breakfast at 7:30.  I ate breakfast and then had fun painting (which I had never done at home!).  My morning snack was pretzels (another new experience!) and then before I knew it Mom came to check on me (and take my picture).  She was so proud that I was doing so well on my own (but could tell I was getting sleepy).  Lunch was cheese ravioli, pears, green beans, and milk.  It’s not as good as the food I eat at home, but I ate most of it anyway.

By nap time (12:20) I was soooooo tired!  I don’t get a morning nap at pre-school, so I have to get used to this new schedule.  After I woke up we got to go outside for play time, which was fun.  Mom came to pick me up at 4:30 and we headed back home, singing all the way.

We got home, read books, ate dinner, took a bath, and finally fell asleep, exhausted.

Last year it was cool to be cooing.