My baby is shrinking

Reagan has had a diahrrea thing on and off for three weeks by our calculations and last night was probably the worst of it. She had gone through her diaper by 11pm. We cleaned that up. She woke up screaming at 4am. We cleaned that up. She did it again two more times between 4am and 430am. We cleaned those up. I put her back in bed about 7am (since I made her sleep on me to calm her down at 5am) and by 8am, she had gone through another diaper! UGH!!!

The other that goes with excessive diahrrea is dehydration - yea! And since she won't eat or drink (or hasn't in several days), we called the doctor. She had cried for about 15 minutes (at 4am) straight at 4am with not one tear in sight and her mouth was really tacky. The doctor said when he called back to watch her and bring her in tomorrow. Nice.

So I did. Jim and I both stayed home incase the dehydration was bad enough she might need an IV (great huh). Good thing is she didn't. But the bad thing is that she has lost weight for the second time in her life (the first during her first week of life). She had gone from 23 lb 9 oz to 22 lb 4 oz in under two weeks. I'm guessing it's because she's so active and not eating (and what she does eat goes right out the other end).

So now we get the pleasant job of collecting her "stuff" and taking it to Childrens!

Say a prayer for Ms Reagan!

Mama's Girl or Jordan's Girl?

My little girl is a mama's girl when she is sick. She really wants to be "on" me the whole time. But tonight, Jim was holding and she was kinda fussy so he put her down on the floor next to him and Jordan. Guess who she crawled to... Yep - Jordan! She pulled up on Jordan and wanted her to pick her up. Awwwww.

Today was a very slow day. I knew I wasn’t back to a state that I could drive into work and be around people, but I was hoping to get some work done from home in between naps. That just wasn’t in the cards at all today. Reagan was very clingy and wanted to be with me the entire day. She would play for bits of time here and there, but pretty much stayed right with me. If I sat on the couch, she wanted to be on top of me. I think we watched all three episodes of Clifford that we recorded. She’d lie on top of me and I would just hold her while she watched. Twice she fell asleep and as soon as I realized that she had fallen asleep, I did too. So while I did get some needed rest myself, it wasn’t pure rest since I was really taking care of her. Ah well. Reagan was happy as long as she was with me. What a mama’s girl (tee heeee) :)

By the time Jim got home, I was pretty tired and worn out. I just could not do anymore. I handed the baby off to Jim and closed the bedroom door to take a bath. Yes a bath folks. I thought it would relax me. Hmmm. That is when I figured out that my entire trunk was covered in a rash. Ugh. That’s probably why I felt so run down. While my stomach troubles were minor, I was really run down. I am guessing the rash (or what caused it) was part of the reason. Oh well. At least the bath was relaxing until I kept hearing Reagan cry. Despite my desires to go figure out what was wrong with her, I stayed in the tub and made myself relax some. I got out, at least a little cleaner than I was, ready to face the evening despite the fact that I was ready to go to bed. I really hope that I feel better tomorrow.

putting letters on the side of the tub
watery poop

Today Reagan was sick again. She's had a intestinal bug for a couple weeks (on and off) and today she started the day with a watery diaper. So we decided to keep her home. The bad thing was that I was still sick myself. So Jim took off to work and there I was with a little one that was sick. Ugh. The funny thing about Reagan is that unless you know her you would never know she was sick. She doesn't really ever seem to lose energy. I know because she's very clingy, snuggly and whinny - three things that just ain't normal. :)

Anyway, she would play very hard while she was up. When she was tired, she would make her way over to me on the floor or couch and crawl on top of my chest. That was my clue that I needed to lay down with her and take a nap. That was always fine with me since I was tired most the day anyway.

Tonight in the tub she started putting letters up on the side of the tub. Instead of just knocking them off, she would pick a letter and figure out which was she wanted it up there and place it ever so gently. So cute and dainty. Ha!

sick sick sick

Ugh, I was sick all day today. I stayed in bed all day except to vote. Jim drove me up to the polling place and the "crowd" let me sit in the car until it was my turn. Thank goodness. I don't think I could have stood in line to vote.

Ugh

Click and smack

Now she clicks her tongue and smacks her lips. She started doing this some last week, but she is doing it much more often now. She doesn't do her open mouth kiss any more, she will actually make the "smack" sound (by putting her lips together and pulling them apart - with suction). So she's learning that. The clicking thing is so cute. She'll be playing with a toy and just start doing it. She'll look over every once in a while just to make sure you are noticing it. Of course I am.

Peek-a-boo

Today was the first time I saw Reagan start a game of peek-a-boo with anyone. I was sitting on the couch watching her play with Jim during the Bengals game today. She was sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table around the corner from Jim. She was doing what I thought was squats. What she was really doing is playing peek-a-boo with JIm. She was squatting down and waiting for Jim to say "Where's Reagan?". As soon as he did, she'd jump up and squeal with delight. She laughed so hard one time she fell on her butt, but that did not deter her from playing with Jim.

She started the process all over again, but this time she would peek around the corner of the coffee table at him and wait for him to spy her and start all over again.