Today, I was awoken at 7.30 am in the most terrible of ways--to the sound of Gabriel gasping for air from his bassinet. Specifically, it sounded like he had spit up and was drowning in it. Luckily, Michael jumped up to find what appeared to be a perfectly fine, though panicking, Gabriel. Since his nose started running profusely the moment he was in my arms, I am thinking it was drainage that had gotten backed up in his nose and throat, and so will follow the pediatrician's advice from days past--if we elevate the side of his bassinet his head lies on with a pillow underneath, there is no risk of suffocation, and the excess mucus will merely drain down his throat.
That being said, I have nervously watched him all day, spoiling him more than a child ought be and have scarcely let him leave my sight. It was very frightening, to be sure, but I believe Michael is right, and that I am just overreacting.
Emerald, on the other hand, has been in quite the darling mood all day. She has cheerfully done as she is told, and is exploring more than ever before. The picture above is of the little darling intent on reaching her colors, and crawling on top of the table to do so. She thinks it is just the funniest thing ever. While Gabriel and I did some light grocery shopping, Michael took her to pick out some little toys--she picked out a little Batman figure and a Joker figure. She is becoming more and more like her father every day. Thus far, she has enjoyed making the figures kiss, then later fight one another. She is a bit all over the place.
As a reward for such good behavior lately (and getting 15 stickers for being good), we bought her a Happy Meal dinner and hot fudge sundae dessert. She was ecstatic--nothing makes that child happier than golden crispy nuggets. And she is the only child I know that shows less interest in the prize than in the dinner itself. Afterwards, she was a bit giddy, twirling all around the living room, bumping into things, laughing hysterically, and hugging anyone or anything that came too close to her. I am starting to think Mr. Remy LaBeau (the ginger tabby we own) lives and dies for that girl, as he will let her cuddle him like a teddy bear while she naps on the couch, carry him all over the house, and shower him with kisses. The cutest part is that he looks like he was made for Emerald--they both have the exact same shade of hair.
All in all, a very good day for Michael's day off of work, with the occasional hiccup. Hopefully, we don't have trouble with Gabriel tonight, though I am sure I will jump at every sound and not sleep a wink. Luckily, Emerald is finally sleeping through the night and in her own big girl bed, so hopefully I will get a little rest.
It's just about that bath and bedtime, so have a good night all =)
--Andie—
That being said, I have nervously watched him all day, spoiling him more than a child ought be and have scarcely let him leave my sight. It was very frightening, to be sure, but I believe Michael is right, and that I am just overreacting.
Emerald, on the other hand, has been in quite the darling mood all day. She has cheerfully done as she is told, and is exploring more than ever before. The picture above is of the little darling intent on reaching her colors, and crawling on top of the table to do so. She thinks it is just the funniest thing ever. While Gabriel and I did some light grocery shopping, Michael took her to pick out some little toys--she picked out a little Batman figure and a Joker figure. She is becoming more and more like her father every day. Thus far, she has enjoyed making the figures kiss, then later fight one another. She is a bit all over the place.
As a reward for such good behavior lately (and getting 15 stickers for being good), we bought her a Happy Meal dinner and hot fudge sundae dessert. She was ecstatic--nothing makes that child happier than golden crispy nuggets. And she is the only child I know that shows less interest in the prize than in the dinner itself. Afterwards, she was a bit giddy, twirling all around the living room, bumping into things, laughing hysterically, and hugging anyone or anything that came too close to her. I am starting to think Mr. Remy LaBeau (the ginger tabby we own) lives and dies for that girl, as he will let her cuddle him like a teddy bear while she naps on the couch, carry him all over the house, and shower him with kisses. The cutest part is that he looks like he was made for Emerald--they both have the exact same shade of hair.
All in all, a very good day for Michael's day off of work, with the occasional hiccup. Hopefully, we don't have trouble with Gabriel tonight, though I am sure I will jump at every sound and not sleep a wink. Luckily, Emerald is finally sleeping through the night and in her own big girl bed, so hopefully I will get a little rest.
It's just about that bath and bedtime, so have a good night all =)
--Andie—
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