August 2005 Archives

Em is sick.

She's had a really high temperature for the last 2.5 days, and won't eat a thing for us (which really does stress you out after a while).

On Sunday night she was quite hysterical around 3am - either with a bad nightmare or hallucinations. I went in, and she just kept saying "TIGER! TIGER! TIGER! SCARY! AWAY!" and pointing at her dolly, while crying hysterically. I took her out and calmed her down, but when I tried to put her back, she was scrambling to the other end of the cot from her dolly and pointing and saying it all again. I was very upsetting to see her so distressed. So she came into our bed for a while, but wouldn't settle.

We are very tired.

We took her up to the out-of-hours clinic last night, as we didn't want to overlook anything serious. The Doc checked her out and felt that everything seemed OK, but wanted us to drop a sample into her GP today if possible.

Considering Em has so far refused to go anywhere near her potty when she is on good form, getting her to use it when she's grizzly and poorly will be quite a task. Poor Max is trying today - I'm sure she will report any success.

The Doc told us not to worry about the eating thing, so long as she's drinking (which she is). I guess the ol' "they'll eat when they are hungry" does apply. She was having some Cheerios as I left for work today, so I guess that's something.

Calpol has helped us through this, as ever. When we ask Em does she want some medicine, she always says "yesh", and after her dose, says "More! More!" - so no trouble getting her to take that.

Hurrah for Calpol and it's pinky temperature-controlling goodness.

Yep that's our Em. Although in fairness she is not really that bad - just a bit contrary sometimes and most of the comments I get from other people are something like 'Isn't she good!' or 'She seems like a really content little girl'. So I can't really complain. I know I do have to vent sometimes but it usually coincides with me feeling really tired or run down.

Well last week Emily and I deserted poor Daddy and went to stay in a friends house in Donegal for the week. It was completely last minute as she was up there with her kids and called on Tuesday morning to see if I wanted to join them - so I did! Em just loves having company and had so much fun with Cameron (5) and Ellie (almost 2). She got into the swing of things right away and hardly remembered I was there! Which was great for me of course as it meant I could relax and leave her to play.

But it was the longest we had been away from Warren and we did miss him a lot, especially when touring round the beautiful beaches and countryside. It was weird for me too cause I normally am the passenger in these situations and I get to take in the scenery!

It was later on in the week when Em proved to be the most adorable yet and almost had me in tears I was that moved. We were walking up the stairs and she stopped half way, turned round and put her hand on my face and said 'Miss. Daddy'! I'm welling up just thinking of it! She then said 'Daddy hug. Kiss'! How much more adorable can she possibly get?