A week of sleeping all day. A week of spewing. A week of temperatures. A week of getting nothing done because he has to be carried. A week of having a newborn again. A newborn that spews often. A newborn that weighs over 10kgs.
Munchkin is very affectionate normally so I don't need the cuddles. Not the type where if I lie in bed with him and move he wakes up.
|More sick cuddles|
While laying in bed with munchkin I reluctantly sent the volunteer organiser an email apologising for any inconvenience caused. Munchkin then decided that he felt fine and wanted something to eat.
He got out of bed and we watched a movie about dragons. We pointed out colours on the movie and I talked to him about dragons. He then drew some dragons and was so proud. It's more than he's done in days.
In a week he's eaten two pieces of bread, a slice of pizza, an apple, and a handful of chips. Tonight, however, he has eaten a slice of bread, ten olives, some pasta, and some yoghurt.
How is it that children know that's it time to perk up after you have cancelled your daily duties? Is it a sixth sense they have?
I know he isn't still 100%. He's back asleep for the night and his eyes, mouth and nose are still bright red.
(He woke up twice while I typed this. Frustration maxed.)