Eloise celebrated her first six months by getting really sick. She is finally on the mend, thankfully, and back to her easygoing, engaged self.
The poor thing had a cold, then a tummy bug, which gave her an infection, which gave her a scorching fever and needed antibiotics (during a weekend while Chris was gone, of course), which gave her more tummy and gut troubles, and finally a rash all over. Apparently she’s allergic to that antibiotic.
But now she’s pretty much the happiest baby you’ve ever seen. She LOVES ISAAC. His voice, antics, raspberries, attention, harassment, whatever—she wants all isaac all the time!
She also likes to babble, grab at her toys, eat mum mums, tickle her own toes, and chew on the one train isaac lets her play with. She refuses to eat any baby food at all. She loves her stuffed bear and turtle, sitting in the bumbo or walker, watching Bears with Isaac, grabbing fistfuls of Isaac hair, and getting hugs and kisses from mom and dad.
Eloise, I am sorry I didn’t know you were as sick as you were, and I’m sorry we took you to DC when you were unwell. I am so thankful for your sparkling eyes, your mischievous smile, your solid baby body sleeping soundly in the snuggly pack, and the way you kick your chubby legs when you see me.