Poor baby

It had to happen eventually. Eowyn is sick for the first time. She had the sniffles when we had a season change, which seemed to be from the change of humidity at night, because she'd wake up stuffy but it went away during the day, no fever or anything. Well, today she has it all. The poor thing is throwing up, has a fever and is visibly sick. She's been a trooper, but I feel so bad for her. She just lays in our arms letting out a fussy whimper. She gets a bit of energy for about 1 hour when the Tylenol has kicked in and before it starts to wear off, but overall she's just a sad little girl. She was particularly sad when despite using all the signs and words she knows to procure a beverage or some food, were met with explanations of how her tummy was too sad to put anything in it.

I guess this is what it feels like to be a mom. Being willing to do whatever it takes to make it all better, and being unable to do anything.

Here is the sweet sick baby girl cuddled on my shoulder.

We wish you a Merry Christmas...

Enjoy!!

What did you expect?

When a man names his daughter Ewoyn, what else would you expect to see on the top of his tree?

Christopher affixes our Galadriel doll to the top of our tree. Since Elves represent Angels in Tolkien's Middle Earth, it just makes sense...

Snow Baby

Eowyn played in the snow today. She and daddy went out played, went for a walk in the woods in Ewoyn's new little sled, to Grammy and Grampa's house. She really seems to like it and really likes riding in her little sled. She's so darned cute sitting in it. It makes me laugh just watching her.

Eowyn is coming into her own lately. A bit more sassy, a bit more mischievous, and a bit more naughty. We have been giving her timeouts, since she is supposedly old enough to understand the concept. I'm sure she understands, I'm also pretty sure she doesn't care. She and Maggie are not doing very well together right now either. Eowyn enjoys chasing Maggie, who really wants nothing to do with that, yet won't just go in another room, where Eowyn isn't, instead she circles Eowyn until Eowyn goes after her. It's an exhausting dance to keep on top of...for me, and evidently for Maggie as well...



I'm sure all these little stages will pass, Maggie will move onto a new form of neurotic, and Eowyn will grow into a new stage as well...I'm sure that will happen, right? That will happen. Please tell me that will happen!

Chai Latte, please, oh and hold the sugar...

Eowyn asked for my tea today, so we mixed it in her bottle with milk. It's a fabulous Chai blend with a Rooibos base, so no caffeine. I acquire my tea type beverages from The Portsmouth Tea Company. They sell high quality teas, and tea accessories. They were recently featured in the Big Gift Edition of Real Simple Magazine. Way to go PTC!

This is what the Portsmouth Tea Company site says about Rooibos, in relation to babies, "The soothing effect of Rooibos, the delicious South African "red-bush," on babies was first discovered by Annekie Theron, and it is now widely used as a milk substitute for infants who are prone to colic. Rooibos is rich in flavonoids and the anti-spasmodic and anti-allergic effects have been ascribed to quercetin, one of the main flavonoids in Rooibos. It is possible that some or other phenolic substances may contribute to the reported benefits."

Eowyn agrees:

Ironic

My friend Ellen has a blog and she found a website that scans your blog to determine the appropriate reading level necessary to enjoy the musings. I decided to run this one through, and was rather amused to find that the blog, about the baby, suggests it's best read by someone with a post graduate degree! I'm still giggling.