The dreaded chicken pox has entered my home, my eldest daughter Amelia came home from school with a small collection of annoying spots on Thursday and they’ve slowly got worse over the course of the weekend, she doesn’t seem to bothered about them and only has 4 at the minute.. I used Dr Google and she has none of the symptoms that the NHS claims she should have, just those horrid itchy spots.
My soon to be 8 week old shouldn’t catch them as she has my immunity and my eldest baby Kai had them when he was a baby while I was expecting Amelia so we are all fine.
As Robin is 8 weeks this week its almost time for her 8 week immunisations but we are still waiting for her birth certificate to come back from the taxman as I had to add her to my child benefit claim. all my information arrived but not her birth certificate and she isn’t fully registered at the doctors yet.
I cannot fully believe she is 8 weeks now.. my babies are growing far to quickly.
Went for a lovely walk today with my husband and baby, certainly glad we all went out then as its now a stormy afternoon.
Both children are back at school today, so besides the nice walk we haven’t done much else.
I think we just enjoyed the peace.
This morning I decided to sit down and organise through my baby’s newborn clothes, she’s not been in them for about a week now but they sat in a bag waiting to be sorted and a part of me doesn’t want to get rid of them, I know I probably have to or should do as they are taking up space but I am almost scared to get rid of them or donate them.
Robin, my youngest was born at 38 weeks exactly and weighing 5lbs 8oz, she’s smaller than my other two who while arrived into the world at 38 weeks as well, weighed 8lbs each, give or take a few ounces between them. I didn’t experience this sort of feeling with them, I kept their going home outfits and that was it, but with Robin I don’t want to get rid of anything. I do wonder if perhaps it’s just because she’s my third, there is a 4 year gap between my oldest daughter and her, or because she was born so tiny, she still isn’t long (but having two short parents probably doesn’t help that hah) i am sure I’ll be able to donate her newborn clothes at some point, but for now I think I need to invest in some of those vacuum pack bags!
All back to normal on Monday 🙂
Busy day today!
The health visitor visited today to check Robin over and weigh her, she is a wonderful 8lbs 11oz now after being born at 5lbs 8, she wasn’t to early only two weeks early but is my smallest of the three, while she’s gaining weight she’s still on the small side and will need to be measured again in a few months to make sure she’s growing properly.
Also today was mine and hers 6 week check up with the GP, we are both fine but Robin has a Umbilical hernia – I did a quick google when I got home to learn that it’s common in premature babies and likely to go away on its own, worst case is surgery but I don’t expect it to come to that but once again I am meant to go back and have it checked in a few months.
After the little adventure we made some Just Roll Cinnamon rolls (YUM) which I plan to enjoy later and settled down for the weekend!
Thank goodness it’s Friday!
We finally got out, I had to to get Robin registered at my doctors, I have been putting it off for about two weeks (or forgetting to take the forms with me more like!!) Blame it on the baby brain I guess. But it turns out you need a birth certificate and mine has been sent off with the child benefit forms which should’ve been in the post a few weeks ago but once again they didn’t get there until yesterday so I have to wait again, my own fault I know!
But still we got a walk out of it and it inspired me to cook burgers for dinner as well.. I bought buns!!
On the slimming world note I very much enjoyed being back there, while I don’t plan to sign up until next week I am glad I went and everyone met Robin.
Half term is almost over thank goodness!
…. I don’t know how much more Dinotrux I can take!!