From Quiet to Crazy

Last night Mr. Stannix and I were able to enjoy a good half hour together after we put the girly to bed.  I don't know why, but both of us plopped down on the couch side by side and stared at a movie-less TV.  We just sat there, in silence, enjoying each others company. It was much needed with all the things we've been busy doing lately.  Mr. Stannix hasn't been getting home until late every night as he has 4 upcoming midterms to study for.  It felt good to just sit side by side and hold hands and listen to the silence of the house.  We were both so tired, we went to bed pretty early.

Today, is a complete opposite of that.  Just when I thought I kicked morning sickness in the butt it came back to get me.  It started out as a pretty good morning. I got to lay in bed and listen to Camilla chat to her stuffies in her crib for a good half an hour.  Then I got up and thought I would make myself a hardy breakfast of porridge.  So I did, and my empty stomach was excited to eat it.  I smothered it in brown sugar and poured on a little bit of milk and sat on the couch to eat it.  I took the first bit, something tasted funny, and it smelled a little weird.  Oh well, maybe it's just me I thought and kept truckin' along.  I think I ate about 1/4 of it before I gave up!! I decided fresh strawberries and sugar sounded better.  I ate a lot of those.  Then I went to making some bread, but my stomach really didn't feel well, and then, well, I got that kick in the butt I was talking about earlier.  Not a fan of re-tasting strawberries.  I personally blame it on the sour milk (which doesn't expire until the 17th, so it's weird to me that it smells/tastes funny already).

Camilla has also been locking herself in the bedrooms all day today, and I was just waiting for her to jam her fingers or something, and sure enough, she did.  Ouch.  The poor kid has been so accident prone lately. I think she may be going through a growth spurt.  Her walking is pretty uncoordinated....

Then I went out to pick up more milk and some veggie dip because the ranch dressing I had just wasn't cutting it.  On the way into the house from the car after, Camilla had a nice fall on the sidewalk.  It probably would have been okay had she not had her sippy in her mouth at the time.

You can't really tell in the picture, but the one side of her top lip is totally swollen.  She started crying outside, so I dropped the groceries to give her a hug, and when I looked at her mouth, there was blood everywhere! Not one of my favorite things to see.  I've never had to deal with an accident like this with my own child before.  I had no idea what to do.  So I snuggled her and ran inside and kept snuggling until she stopped crying.  I even  called my mum I was so worried.  She eventually got over it, but I still didn't like how red her mouth was.  Cold glass of water to rinse it down? I think so.  I then tried to examine the damage, but she wouldn't let me lift up her lip, and wouldn't open her mouth wide enough for me to see anything.  Did she break a tooth? Is her tooth going to fall out? Did she cut her lip? etc. etc.  No idea, and still no idea.... But she's happy now.  I'll examine her teeth tonight when we brush them.  At least they're baby teeth...  She kept making funny smiles and playing with the inside of her mouth with her tongue.  Kind of funny.  I imagine her lip was a little numb after and that probably felt weird to her. The shoulder of my sweater is all covered in blood from snuggling my crying babe.  Part of being a Mum I guess! :)  I'm just glad she's feeling better.  Now let's hope the rest of my day is uneventful!!