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The Weekly Peanut, Issue 14

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 14

After all the drama of last week, this one was comparatively quiet.  Our BIG event was that Daphne FINALLY got her eye operation.  We were definitely nervous about the whole thing (I was more nervous about upsetting her routine than the operation, honestly).  We weren't allowed to feed Daphne from around 8pm the night before.  We waiting until the last possible minute to get her out of bed, then dashed her straight out to the car seat hoping she'd stay asleep/fall back to sleep since it was (5am) so much earlier than she usually wakes up.  No such luck.  BUT she did stay calm for the ride.  We got to the surgery center, they checked us in and took us back to her room very quickly. She proceeded to charm the pants off every nurse in the building.  We got her changed into her hospital gown, gave her the paci bear (thank GAWD I remembered it) and waited.  And waited.  We got there at 6:30, we probably ended up waiting close to 2 hours before the surgery actually happened.  THAT was challenging.  Daphne would NOT let me put her down, so those 2 hours were spent pacing the hall, the room, playing peekaboo with daddy.  Somehow she managed to stay within the reasonable limits of crankiness.  Then the nurse took her back and we waited in the lobby.  From that moment to when we were brought back to the doctor's to confirm the success of the surgery was less than 30 minutes (I checked).  They took us back to her recovery room, one of the nurses was rocking Daphne in her arms and she said, "Awww, can't I just keep her?" "YES!" Hmm... maybe I said that too quickly, because the nurses eyes got really big, so I followed up with "Oh man, my back is so sore from carrying her around all morning." The nurse looked relieved at that.  Heh.  So I finally got to nurse Daphne.  We were warned she might be too nauseous, she might not keep stuff down, but nothing keeps my daughter from the boob.  

WERQ

WERQ

She was doing great, mostly just sleepy, so I dropped her off at day care (with explicit instructions of what the doc said to look out for as bad) so I could get some stuff done at day care.  I came back for her about 4 hours later to find that she had slept pretty much the whole time I was gone, only waking up to have her bottle.  UNHEARD OF.  Drowsy after anesthesia indeed.  When we got home she was pretty cranky and had a low grade fever (we were warned) so we took a little tylenol and then she went to bed early and slept right on through the night.  

hooraaaay booger-free!

hooraaaay booger-free!

Saturday morning was incredible.  I went into Daphne's room to get her and NOT A BOOGER TO BE SEEN ON HER EYES.  This has not happened ONCE since Daphne was around 2 weeks old.  She's had a little swelling, a tiny bit of blood out of her right eye and right nostril, but otherwise nothing.  More nose boogers, but that's how that's supposed to work.  Ian had to work, so we did what girls do when left to our own devices.  SHOP.  

fashion, dahhling

fashion, dahhling

Daphne and the new pooch are getting to be pretty friendly.  He's really adjusted well to her.  I've watched her steal toys out of his mouth and whack him in the head with them with no reaction from him.  Other than to smother her face in kisses.  

buddies

buddies

Daphne is definitely showing some great leaps in problem-solving.  It used to be she would grab the walker and push it around until she ran into something.  Then she'd stop and crawl away.  Now, she's got this figured out. 

We took a family outing to our favorite bar (we've already established, WE'RE THOSE PEOPLE) and got sushi delivered to our table so we could have a family meal.  Daphne has finally learned how to feed herself with the food pouches which is GREAT!!   

Redlight Redlight

Redlight Redlight

Sunday I had to work in the afternoon, but we had our usual Sunday breakfast together first.  Then Daphne got to spend the day with Daddy! I got lots of updates throughout the day.  Mostly, she napped (champion naps this weekend as she bounced back from Friday).  Daddy got her a balloon at Costco.  We did some experimenting with utensils.  She'll get them for about the first minute or so, then she seems to be over it and goes back to her hands.  

On Monday when I picked Daphne up from day care, she walked ACROSS THE ROOM to me.  The people there said she was walking EVERYWHERE now.  Sure enough, when we got home, this happened: 

That'll do, peanut.  That'll do. 

The Trepidatious Trekkie (or Why I Haven't Seen Into Darkness...)

The Trepidatious Trekkie (or Why I Haven't Seen Into Darkness...)

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 13

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 13