Well. the back molars sure are taking their time to come through. Nora meanwhile is suffering from dodgy digestion, and that terrible thing where she will burst in to tears very easily about almost anything at all - not to mention putting up with it stoicly, then every so often simply bursting in to tears and saying that her teeth hurt.
Lovely, lovely girl. She's getting a LOT of hugs at the moment.
Not to mention that oh, what a bloody surprise. The cough she inevitably got with the cold not only survived the prescription cough medicine she had left over from the last time, but has now become worse and woke her up horribly from her afternoon nap today (queue more crying). AAAAARGH. not only is this not bloody fair, but we simply cannot keep loading the girl with bloody antibiotics! It's insane.
We've had a weird winter over here, in which there have been many, many illnesses and sicknesses. One cold snap lasted about 10 days, but the rest of the time it's been slightly warmer than you'd think, and also dry as a bone. Today it rained, mind you, but that's the first time it properly rained since Christmas. Drought and standpipes are predicted for the summer.
So anyway, today we managed to get her out of the house despite the rain by wrapping up super warm and going out in her plastic mac and wellies (mac having been worn now in total *3* times since we bought it last autumn, that's how rainy it hasn't been)... and walking half way to the groovy local cafe where all the waiting staff and the young energetic owner love Nora to bits. She *loved* the walk, and splashed everywhere she could. So she got fresh air, and exercise, but didn't get wet herself, despite a thorough plastic coated dousing. Not too bad for a rainny Sunday.
Oh God, yes - and the other "teeth" thing.
The horrible accident (more horrible for Mackay than for Nora, ultimately) when Nory went bomping down the steps and ... hate saying this, went head first in to the pavement (dear God) seems to have cracked Nora's front tooth. Here's the thing. Mackay thought there was a tinge of brown on it a couple of weeks ago and asked if I'd brushed her teeth.. since then, I really noticed that it looks slightly misshaped at the front then all of a sudden the brownness thing became really obvious. there is clearly something wrong with that tooth at a deep level. My guess is that the enamel cracked when she hit the pavement (all the scraping was centred round 2 fat lips and a graunched chin). Of course McK is beside himself with shame, and even worse, it's the same tooth that he had terrible trouble with when he was young, lost half of, and had to have a crown.
So I just looked up "Milk teeth advice" and it doesn't look good. Nora may lose the tooth.
I'm just going to say that again.
NORA MAY LOSE HER FRONT TOOTH.
I think Mck may need some serious counselling if that happens.
Posted by cait at February 12, 2006 08:54 PM