Poor Baby

I guess I’m naive but I thought the great thing about breastfeeding is that it prevents babies from getting sick. Well Evy’s been sick, to some degree, for the past 3-4 weeks. I thought she was over the cold she had, then symptoms started to appear all over again.

It is heartbreaking looking at her watery, itchy eyes, the snot flow out of her nose, and her lower lip pout because she is so miserable. I can hardly bear this part of parenting because I feel so sorry for her.

After reading some articles online, it looks like the baby only receives the mother’s immunity. So, the other sad part of watching my baby girl in complete agony is that I know I’ll get whatever she has in just a few short days. Wonderful.

Why didn’t anyone tell me that, prior to becoming pregnant, I should have exposed myself to every virus and bacterial infection possible because at that point I could at least take medication?? It is absolutely no fun fighting off infections without modern day arsenal to rely on. Some women go ahead and take the medication anyway, which I’m sure is fine in the end, but I can never do it. I suppose I enjoy being a martyr to some extent.

Most mothers look forward to the day they can drink alcohol or smoke without guilt. I’ll take a tall shot of Nyquil and an adult dosage of Mucinex D over a margarita and a cigarette any day.

My advice for any planning-to-someday-get-pregnant reader out there is to seek out sickness now. Build up immunity for your baby and have a field day at the drug store.

Take a swig of Robitussin for me and Evy while your at it. I’m off to shove some kleenex up my nose.


Harlem Shake

My cousins made a Harlem Shake video that inspired us to do the same. Evy’s grandparents, Jack and Cindy, were in town and they provided some extra hands so we could pull this off. Some people might think this is cruel, but if they knew Evy, they would realize the footage of her crying is really a semi-calm state for her. Okay, not really, but hey….babies cry. Don’t judge us for having fun at our child’s expense.


Wow, it’s a lot harder to keep up with posting than I thought. Evy is so much fun right now and any moment she is awake, I want to be with her. I can’t begin to communicate how much I love being a mom. It’s unbelievably challenging but also unexpectedly natural. I feel a connection with her that has surprised me. She smiles when I walk in the room in the morning. She concentrates on my mouth when I make new sounds. She attempts to talk with me in her coos and grunts and I imagine what she is trying to share. She is just a whole level of cuteness that I’ve never seen achieved in a human being before (other than in her daddy of course). She is a gift beyond measure which I praise the Lord for daily.

My Cuties