It worked fairly well, since I didn't have to get up except for the time when I dreamed that I checked her diaper and it was wet, but in reality I got up and took her to the changer table and took her diaper off before I realised that it was still dry. That was irritating. Stupid realistic dreams.
I woke up at 0900 and made a doctor appointment for 1015 and my dad changed her diaper and dressed her, while I got ready. I fed her and then we left. Of course, while we were there, she was totally fine and not sneezy or fussy or screaming and flailing like she had been. Dr. E said it looked like allergies and that there's "nothing" to do about her not sleeping. I am inclined to think she just doesn't know enough. I miss my old S&W doctor, whose name I cannot remember for the life of me right now... oh! Dr. Hall! He knew everything.
Anyway, as soon as we got home, she was screaming and fussy as all get out. She did not want to be put down for any reason and was content to just sit in my lap while I sat. So, I know she must not have felt good because she normally hates when I sit still. She even took two naps in my arms, one of them being like this:
It was sweet. Mildly uncomfortable, but sweet. Luckily, I have rehab tomorrow, so I should hopefully get all straightened out. I feel very out-of-what and like everything needs to pop or something. Hopefully Eis will sleep well enough to where I can make it to Zumba.
After the doctor, I went to CVS to pick up my thyroid Rx, which was good, since I only had one pill left. I also grabbed some saline nose drops for Eisley. Then we went to Great Harvest and I tried a slice of their garlic cheddar bread, which was phenom, and I got a smoothie, which was too sweet. It is rough when I think something's too sweet cause that never happens.
The rest of the day was holding Eis and her napping. I did brush Puck for a bit, outside, which he enjoyed, as it got up to 78º today. I need to brush him more often, I don't think my parents ever do.
Eisley did do a bit of tummy time, thought it's quickly becoming "roll over time" because she won't stay on her tummy. She immediately rolls over. I wonder how you get them to try to roll onto their tummies or what's next. I don't see how she can learn to crawl if she won't stay on her tummy. I suppose I have some reading to do to figure out the next steps.
Tonight, Eis did eat her cereal, which was good, but while she was in her BebePod, she kept lifting her arms up. It was so strange and funny. I have pics on my good camera -- I'll have to upload them tomorrow. I guess she's recently learned she has arms that connect those hands to her body, which help her roll over. She used to have just hands that floated conveniently close to her body, or occasionally attached to limp spaghetti noodles. Thus, since finding her arms, she's been holding them straight out... often. It's really funny.
I was looking at my flickr pics and I remembered that Bran took some, too. However, I never got to see them, so I don't know what they look like or anything. I would offer to let him upload to my flickr site, but I try not to post too many awful pics of me and it's quite possible I was making some grim faces!
I really want to buy the remote for my NEX 5 because I'd like to be in more pics with Eisley and it's too hard to have other people take pictures. I'll see if my mom will buy it for me. She did eat my last piece of chocolate that I was saving...
[They brought me some chocolate when they came back from Italy and Switzerland this summer. I ate four of the pieces, but was saving my last one. I put it in a container in my closet so I wouldn't be tempted and so my mom wouldn't find it. However, when she cleaned and organised my room while I was in DC, she found it and ate it. I was sitting here this evening and thought about it and went to go check to see if it was still there. I checked both containers and went to ask her. She tried to lie, but I could see straight through her. She said it wasn't even that good, but I loved it, which is why I was saving it. I was so mad. She's all fat and full of glutton and has zero self-control, then stumbles upon my only piece of chocolate and eats it without even thinking twice. I don't know if she thought I didn't know it was there or if she thought she could get away with it, but I'm mad. That was rude and selfish and now I don't have my chocolate. She said she'd make it up to me, but she can't buy another piece of chocolate directly from the Swiss chocolate factory! All she can do is buy some other crap and think it's ok that she pigged out on my savings.]
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