Food, Glorious Food

Well after Playgroup last week Harriet came down with her first cold. Poor mite, she was pretty grizzly and had a nose like a tap. We went to the pharmacy and got her some Infant Dimetapp on Thursday. On Friday night we gave her a dose at about 11pm and since it causes drowsiness, well, it seemed like a bonus for the night.

WRONG!

Not long after she had the Dimetapp, this little munchkin started running around the house like a terror, playing with one toy then quickly discarding it for another. It was like she was on drugs, and not the kind that make you drowsy. So after reading the Dimetapp info on the web, we found out that it can cause hyperexcitability in infants if they have any number of a range of endocrinopathies or even cardiac conditions. *sigh* So off we went to Sydney Childrens' Hospital at 12am. There were two other children ahead of us and by 3am we were still there. If you ran a vet hospital like that you'd be in trouble. We went in to see the doctor and she did the grand total of performing a rudimentary physical exam (checked eyes/ears/mouth/chest), brought in the registrar who did the same. The registrar then told us this is an extremely rare reaction to the medication, not to give her any more, and sent us on our way. Hmmm...what fun. I'll be making an appointment for her to go somewhere to have blood tests performed by people that might actually consider the issue a little more.

This meant that the next day we were all feeling VERY under the weather. So what do you do when you feel like that? Go out for breakfast of course! Harriet enjoyed my baked beans and also loved receiving a big smile from Mr Tim Rogers Esq. who picked up a takeaway coffee from the cafe we were eating at. You can see Harry enjoyed sopping up her baked bean juice with some of my toast.

Her latest favourite toy is the broom. Yep, the broom. Don't know why, in fact we are surprised she knows we have one at all since it rarely comes out of its cupboard, but there you have it. The other night she managed to traipse all the way up from the kitchen to the front door. She reached the front door, paused, then turned around and headed right back down to the kitchen with it. Maybe she felt like the broom just needed to feel like it was part of the family or something.


Today we went back to Playgroup and Harriet loved playing with Evie. Poor Evie was having a bit of a bad day, she fell over and hit her head a grand total of FIVE times, which was rather unfortunate. Harriet is probably heading that way soon since she has just started to take some leaps and bound with her walking. Since Thursday she has been confident in only taking one hand from us as she hoons the hallways here, and then this afternoon I had my arms around her but not touching and she walked about two metres! The psychological importance of the hands from Mama and Papa is nearing its end we think, and she may start becoming a little more independent very soon. We're going out tomorrow to buy door safety latches in anticipation.

And even though she had some fruit today at Playgroup, Harry still wanted that cherry tomato fix, so I obliged. After Playgroup she had lunch and you can see her in the photo above enjoying it. I thought she'd like to continue her love affair with the baked bean (blergh), so she had some wholemeal pasta spirals with baked beans. YUCK! But to Harry, well, she thought it was delicious! SHe was being very cute and grinning like crazy and swinging her legs around. Since she went to the hospital she's actually been such a happy camper that Jimbo sugested we have one night a week where no-one sleeps. He was just upset that he was awake and still missed the football.

Today we also went to the library and picked up some toys which she's very excited about. One of them is this freestanding tripod thing which she is quite confident in walking all around, so maybe she'll be walking solo sooner rather than later? Only time will tell I spose!

Look at those lips!