Hannah now has seven medications: two inhaled and five in her milk (not all at the same time). I suppose the formula we add to the milk to fortify it might count as an eighth. In any case, one corner of the kitchen now looks like an evil scientist's lab, with vials, bottles, syringes, and graduated mixing containers. I spend a half hour each night preparing the next 24 hours of milk and dosing the overnight feeds so we don't have to wake up and do math in the middle of the night. Distinguishing between 1.1 ml and .1 ml can seem like advanced calculus at 3am.
Hannah got a bath tonight, and unlike last time, seemed to enjoy it. Perhaps she enjoyed it a little too much, since we had to do a quick water change mid-bath after noticing a sudden marked degradation in water purity. I suppose there will be time later to teach Hannah that it is counter-productive to poop in one's bath water. And a significant social blunder if one happens to be in a friend's hot-tub.
Ahh . . . the joys of parenthood.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Chemistry Set
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YES! You are experiencing the joys. :-) Both of our boys did that, but at the time, we assumed they were the minority. Clearly not. Now they are kindred spirits with little miss Hannah! :-)
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