As you might have gathered from my last apologetic post it’s been a bit of an odd week in the Only Little household. It was last Thursday when we noticed that Emily had a bit of a runny nose and sure enough, she was not a happy bunny on Thursday night, waking up with the sniffles constantly.
On Friday she seemed a lot better – at least well enough to go to my mother’s for the day while I went to work as usual – but by the evening it was clear that all was not well, culminating in a rising temperature and one very grumpy baby.
We eventually managed to get her to sleep thanks to the twin miracles of Calpol and milk, and were fully expecting a disturbed night, so were amazed when she slept right through until 4am, woke up demanding a feed (not something she normally does but let’s bear in mind she had eaten almost nothing all day) and went straight back to sleep again.
Saturday saw her well enough to take a trip to the supermarket and various relatives, but she started feeling poorly again in the early hours of Sunday morning . By the evening, however, she seemed to have made a miraculous recovery and although her appetite still wasn’t what it should be, she was back to her lively, energetic self. Two days on, she appears to be almost back to normal, although is still coughing and sneezing just a little.
We, meanwhile, have been left wondering whether she simply had a bad cold or whether teething had something to do with it. Because after all the discomfort, teething gel, disturbed sleep and Calpol she is still sporting a gummy, toothless grin. There are definitely teeth visible underneath her gums now, but when they’ll actually make an appearance remains to be seen. In the mean time the waiting game continues.