Poorly Daisy

I wouldn't be a true mum or a true blogger if i didn't sneakily take a pic of Daisy being all poorly and then sneakily post it up here.

I say sneakily because it really isn't going to be long before she's on here herself posting pics of me looking horrid.

This was taken during the CBeebies marathon, where the magical medicinal effects of children's television were being administered.

Tis the season to be merry and have runny noses.

Grandparents, you will be glad that you live miles away from us at the moment cos we all have colds and coughs.
French Granddad, you do realise you probably gave it to us don't you?
You are forgiven though.

I'm not that bad really, not that bad at all if i'm honest, but i'm bored of wiping noses and feeding cough medicine into Daisy.

Iris is also very keen in sitting on her potty, i am wondering if she has a tummy upset cos she just wants to sit on it all the time at the minute and she doesn't seem to do that much in it, but i guess we have to let her, you know encourage her as much as we can.
Blimey we will be out of nappies soon.

Here is a random pic of the girls.

Uncle Emma & Auntie Paul...

...as Iris likes to name them, live in Laverton which is near Bath.
We went to stay with them this weekend and we went for a little walk in some woods nearby.

We couldn't walk too far cos Emma is a bit poorly and i was feeling a bit strange too, i thought i'd caught some kind of bug but in actual fact i think it was the G&T and a couple of glasses of wine i had the night before.
I'm not used to boozing you see, and i'm easily confused.


More pics coming soon from our visit with Floss.

Daisy poorly, but all better now.

Daisy was poorly on Monday and Tuesday night, she must have caught a tummy bug, she woke up in the night needing to be sick, poor sausage.
But now she is all better.
Thankfully 'touch wood' Iris hasn't caught it yet.

phew...
can't cope with any more washing.

Iris poorly again

In a nutshell
she has a cough and cold again, she was breathing quite heavily for her nap, so i phoned the docs and he said to come down to the surgery at 6pm, and he then sent me up to A&E, and Marc met us up there.
The docs at the hospital thought that she was struggling and so they gave her Salbutamol inhaler (which she obviously hated) and then they made us stay in all night again, oh joy, another night on an uncomfortable bed in a noisy ward.

Personally i think she was fine, she was struggling a little bit with her breathing but not that much, she is just chesty cos she's got a cough, but obvioulsy i had to go along with it, i'd have looked like a very bad mother refusing to stay and going home.

In the middle of the night they decided to put an oxygen mask in the cot with her so that it pumped out oxygen in her general direction, but again i couldn't tell any difference in her breathing, but then i guess I haven't gone through 5+ years of medical training.

She is now on a routine of inhaler every 4/6 hours for four days which she is getting used to.
poor sausage.

spots, spots and more spots

Any keen astronomers out there might find the plough within these spots.

This was taken last night in her bath of Bicarbonate of Soda.

Honestly the poor thing is covered in them front and back, there are lots under her hair as well, the ones on the back of her head must have been rubbing on the sheet last night as this was where she kept trying to itch.

No spots appeared yet on Daisy.

Chicken Pox!!!

Arggg will it never end?
We believe Iris has chicken pox! We haven't seen a doctor or anything but it sure looks like it.

This morning i thought Iris had caught Daisy's Molluscum Contagiosum as she had around 15 little spots with what looked like heads coming, but when i've taken her clothes off tonight for a bath she has over 30 with heads/blisters!

Daisy's molluscum never escalated like that, and they were in clusters on her torso or you could see how it had spread to another part of her body from scratching and it spreading. Iris's spots are all over her torso front and back, a couple on her neck, face, in her hair and she doesn't scratch them so i don't think it's molluscum.

Also the molluscum's have a dip in the centre which holds the core (it is this core touching other skin that spreads it) These spots don't seem to have the dip in the centre so i'm pretty sure it must be Chicken Pox.

Poor Iris honestly if it's not one thing it's another.

They say that the second child usually catches everything, well this second child is living up to that one.

Both photos were taken today, the first at 9.40am, the second at 6.20pm.

Iris poorly still...

Poor old Iris, after her temperature kept shooting up past 39c, we phoned NHS direct, who 'surprise surprise' advised us to take her somewhere to be checked out. They then booked an appointment for us up at the walk in doc clinic up at homerton hospital.
Don't get me wrong, I think the NHS direct is a really good service, but, sometimes it seems like you might as well just go straight to A&E or a walk in doctors service if it's out of hours.
I tend to think of NHS direct as someone to call to give you a reason to take your child to A&E.

Anyway though the doctor examined her and said she has a very sore throat and a nasty virus, so she has to be given paracetomol and ibuprofen at regular intervals until her temperature stays down.

She woke up this morning with one of her eyes stuck together.

Poor little Iris.

Iris is a bit poorly

Oh dear, she has a cold again, she started off with a cough and a cold last week, then it seemed to clear up and now her nose is all bunged up again and she has a high temperture of 38.8c.
Hopefully the calpol will bring her temp down again.


Here are some photos of the girls earlier today.

If you look closely you can see Iris has runny eyes, she always gets runny eyes when she's a bit poorly.

Even though these photo's do not show it, she is actually still her usual happy self, still smiling away, bless her.

Hospitals are hot, noisy and smelly

Oh my, Iris and me have now had our first ever overnight stay in hospital, and i can report that it was hot, noisy and smelly all night.

Firstly let me say she is absolutely fine.
In a nutshell it was an unexplained virus that gave her some dodgy looking spots under her left nipple which caused concern for a nurse who thought they weren't blanching and could therefore be a sign of meningitis.

We went in on Sunday early evening because she seemed really floppy, it was only when they stripped her off that the spots became apparent and the nurse who saw us first, was worried they weren't blanching. Suddenly two doctors appeared and examined Iris but the spots were in fact blanching, the docs just pressed harder with their glass.
They sent us home on the Sunday night, but the next day Marc noticed that her lips and hands were a bit blue so we got an emergency appointment at the doctorx and then the doc in turn saw the spots and she thought we should again go and get them checked out at A&E, so we did.
The docs at the hospital said that the spots were fine, but seeing as this was our second visit we should get some blood tests done and stay in so that Iris could be monitored overnight.
That night her temperature did keep peeking suddenly to 38+ and she slept (of sorts) in just a nappy but she's fine now, and we've come home with antibiotics.

I have to say Homerton hospital were fab.

Here are some photos taken on my phone of the very poorly baby, laughing and giggling at her feet mostly.




























Here is a photograph of Iris that i took when she went a little bit floppy at Karen's and Luthers house just before i took her to the hospital for the first time. I feel a bit embarrassed that she actually looks quite poorly in this photo and it was only when we went to go home and took her out to the car that we realised she was perhaps a bit too floppy and we should take her to the hospital.

Poor Iris, what bad parents we are.

Happy New Year

It's 2007 and we are entering this year as a family of four, which is one more than last year.
Here are some random photographs taken during our Christmas / New Year excursion to Devon.

Grandad Tony and Grandma Helena in Rousden (near Lyme Regis)
















Daisy, Iris, Nana & I went to see Cinderella Panto at Torquay's Princess Theatre. Daddy, Grandad Nick, Auntie Vicky and Auntie Polly & Anne were supposed to come too, but a particularly nasty virus spread like something 'very runny' at my mums birthday party two nights before and everyone was too poorly to come. Mum invited her old school friend Pam and her daughter Tracey and Tracey's son Mathew to come along instead.
Whilst i ran to get the car in the pooring rain, Tracey held Iris and Kamal (the fairy diva) apparently gave Iris a quick cuddle and commented on her lovely outfit which was a brown bear snow suit.
**My daughter has been held by Kamal!, i could auction her on Ebay for literally tens of pounds perhaps**


Festive shots of the little one's and Nana:


























Here we are trying to get a self portrait of all of us squeezed into the bed, it kind of worked but Marc only just has his eyes open and Daisy insisted on getting Chicken in on the action too.

stuff and stuff

Not much to report really, both Daisy and Iris have been ill over the past month, both had coughs and colds, unfortunately Iris's cough and cold developed into Bronchiolitis which was a bit nasty, she was basically sick after every feed and lost a little bit of weight, but i'm sure she's put it all back on again now, she's huge.

Daisy is now much better but Iris after getting better, now seems to have another cough and cold and is beginning to be a bit sick again, oh dear.

Roll on the summer.

My brave brave girl

Yesterday (Sunday) was Marc's birthday but the girls were poorly so we couldn't really do anything to celebrate. Both girls were/are snotty and have a chesty cough, they sound like they've been smoking Lambert & Butler's for 40 years.
So anyway seeing as they seemed a bit better today, we went down to The Tate Modern this morning to look at Carsten Höller's slides.
I had to give Iris a feed so Marc took Daisy off to look at the slides and he discovered that children could go down as long as they were over .9 of a meter and Daisy is 95cms so she could go on.
Marc went down first leaving the safety lady at the top to help Daisy down, she had to get into a bag and lie down and then be launched off by this lady, and Marc said she looked a bit surprised at the bottom.
There are two identical smaller slides on the first floor and this is one of them, Daisy actually went down the other one.


Once Iris was finished i had a go down one of the these smaller slides and the drop is very steep, you shoot down very quickly so i'd say pretty scary for a two and a half year old. However Daisy said she wanted another go, so Marc went down first and then i lauched her down and her little face looked terrified as she went down, Marc said she did look a bit scared when she came out at the bottom.
She's such a brave little thing, i think she wanted to go because she loves slides but she'd never encountered big slides like these before.


What with all that excitement she decided she wanted to do a wee, so here she is eating a box of raisins and pulling a lovely face sitting on her travel potty of which she didn't actually do a wee at all.
In the background you can see the tallest slide which apparently takes 90 sec's to come down.
We didn't go on the bigger ones because the queue was too long.

I'm a bit poorly today.

Daisy has a cold
and a husky voice
and maybe a headache

She woke up in the night and was all bunged up and her voice was all husky and she was crying and crying.

She is very tired today so she's taken herself off to bed.

I am poorly today

Daisy is poorly today
and yesterday,
very grizzly, very tired, very hot.

everything is a problem.

on top of that I'm trying to potty train her.


or maybe she's grizzly because of the potty training!

Playing Play-Doh with nana

Daisy is still feeling a bit poorly, but perhaps not quite as bad as yesterday, she's only been sick once this morning and she's managed to keep some plain rice and dry bread down so far.
Here she is playing with nana, they are doing play-doh, Nana is making things and she is squishing them.
Nana made a purple penguin and Daisy guessed correctly what it was, but she squished it too quickly for me to take a photograph though.

Chat's Music

Here is Daisy at her penultimate music class at Chat's Palace, the last one next week, is apparently puppets which should be excellent. Alison who runs it, has then got to get funding to start it all up again.

Today was Salsa, which was very noisy, there were lots of drums and lots of wooden instruments being banged and bashed and it was all kind of fun but very very noisy.

This first photo is of Daisy with Nana in the music class, Nana is playing some wooden instrument that makes a kind of clacking sound, not quite as good as drum.

The next photo is of Daisy playing with her friend Ruby (not the same Ruby from before), this Ruby is 3 so she is a bit bigger, in fact a whole year older than Daisy, but they get on quite well.

After all this excitement we stopped off in the cafe next door cos Daisy was a bit grizzly and I thought she was hungry. Unfortunately she just started grizzling more and when we got up to leave Daisy was sick on the floor of the cafe.
We obviously left then and Daisy immediately fell asleep in her buggy, and woke up in her cot two and a half hours later.
She was then sick three more times cos it seems she's poorly.
YUK!

Mummy burnt her hand

Sorry i changed my mind on not showing the photo's and decided i would put them up, apologies if your squeamish.

Mummy burnt her hand at Doubletake last Sunday 8th Jan, she was getting hot soup out of the microwave in one of those Covent Garden cartons and she squeezed it as she lifted it out and the soup spilled all over her hand.
The soup was still cooking so it was all pretty nasty.

The next day 9th, a big blister formed and stayed around for a couple of days, then the blister went back down and it looked like she'd gotten away with it not popping.

Then yesterday 13th, when we were at Kate's house whilst we were visiting Otto and Liberty, the skin came away from the blister and it is now red raw, yuk.

16th, now it is starting to heal, it's not too bad.

I call it mummies poorly, and i tell her it's broken.

My Dog Bite

Here is a photograph of Daisy's poorly nose from when Barney bit it, sorry that it's not very clear but I took it on my camera phone.

To be honest Daisy isn't all that bothered about it now, she's not scared of dogs at all, but she has been waking up a bit in the night with nightmares.

I think she might be more scared of her friend Winnie who keeps wanting to bite her too, Winnie bit her on the leg today, which i'd say hurt a little bit, but she's a brave soldier.