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Trifecta, part deux

So, the trifecta of crying just kept getting worse. My little man hasn’t been sleeping or eating much, and just has been all around miserable.  Last night when I was talking with my mom, she suggested that he may have an ear infection. Something that I did not want to believe: we’ve gone seven months sans sickness and I wanted to keep it up. Unfortunately, she was right.

I took Paolo into his pediatrician’s office this morning and we found that he indeed has an ear infection in his left ear and a sore throat. Which definitely explains his resistance to eating. Poor baby.  He’s been started on an antibiotics regimen and his spirits already were lifted this evening.

Right now he’s asleep in his swing at the foot of our bed.  Yes, we brought the swing into our bedroom so he could sleep in it.  He is too congested to sleep comfortably on his back, so the swing is the perfect set-up for him.  I hope that we can all sleep for more than three hours tonight.  We are all running on fumes, especially Giuseppe.  Paolo has been up every night crying, and, even though we leave the room, Giuseppe still wakes up.  And then goes into work at the hospital.

So, we have hit another milestone. On Wednesday, May 19th, Paolo was diagnosed with his first (and hopefully his only) ear infection.  Poor little baby.

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Since last night, Paolo has been fussing and complaining a lot. And with good reason. His teething is in full force, and he has a runny nose and watery eyes. As Natalie puts it, this is the TRIFECTA OF CRYING. I could not have put it better. So we have treated him with the trifecta of baby medicine: teething tablets, tylenol, and lullabies.

My poor baby has never been sick before and he is really not liking it one little bit. Last night, he was so tired and uncomfortable last that he fussed WHILE he was sleeping. And then I spent a lot of time last night singing “Hush Little Baby,” which is his favorite lullaby in English.  Because he is congested, nursing is difficult. So on top of it all, he’s kind of hungry.  Luckily I just got him down for a nap, which he sorely needed after being awake all night.  I suppose that is my cue to brush my teeth and make some coffee while I can!


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Now that Paolo’s hand-eye coordination is improving, I decided to buy him the famous Sophie the Giraffe from Paris.   I have had my eye on it for awhile, but did not want to get ahead of myself with toys.  (And it is easy to go overboard with the toys, that is fo sho.) But oh. My. Goodness.  He loooves it.  When I sit the little giraffe in front of him, he immediately goes for her, usually kissing/biting/slobbering on her head.  Then he picks her up and tries to eat her legs.  As he has begun the teething process, this all involves an incredible amount of drool.

The drool, oh the drool.  There are still no teeth to be seen, but this little guy drools everywhere.  All over his clothes, all over my clothes, all over his toys, all over his activity center, all over his car seat.  And all over his tummy time mat. (I love his tummy time mat. It is a little surf board with a little “aquarium” for him to look at and play with.)  And, of course, all over his arms. (Yes, he can almost fit his whole arm in his mouth.  Okay, maybe not his whole arm, but almost his entire fist.)

So, yes, Sophie the Giraffe is a hit.  It is actually the most perfect teething toy ever to be invented.  It is nice and light for Paolo to pick up and he can chew on every part of it.  And it’s a giraffe, so Giuseppe likes it.   Anything animal-themed is G’s favorite.  Even though we live in a little apartment with our medium-sized dog, I hear daily from my hubby how we should get another dog AND a cat, and possibly some turtles.  (Cat!? No way…especially with a new baby!) Which I think is great, but good gracious. Where would we put all of these creatures?  I suppose this is normal for a veterinarian….I just tell him that I think it would be best if we waited until we have a proper house with a yard.  But it is still a daily conversation.

The only problem with Sophie the Giraffe is her name.  We cannot have two Sofi’s in the house; it will only confuse the baby. I think we will have to stick to “Giraffie.”

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