Our Little Girl’s Eczema is Getting Worse
Two weeks ago when we took her for her 6 month well-check (at 7.5 months, bad mama) there were these rough, dry patches on her elbow and back of her arm. They weren’t red at the time. The doctor said it was eczema, the she was probably a dermatologically sensitive baby and to keep her skin moisturized. Since then, it has gotten much worse spreading to her chest, back and all over her arms. Quinn is so happy all the time and it didn’t seem to be bothering her. However, this past week, I had her in a short-sleeve shirt and that day she scratched her arm so much it began to bleed. At that point, I realized this is getting serious and I need to do something.
Today is my last day consuming dairy. It is possible that the dairy (getting to her through my breastmilk) is causing her skin sensitivity. I will see if cutting milk (not eggs yet) out of my diet has any effect. If not, I may include eggs and wheat. I also bought a skin creme for babies with Calendula which should be healing and moisturizing for her skin. The lotion could help or make it worse – I have to just try it for a week and see. Her skin just looks terrible and it makes me so sad to her skin so irritated. I will keep you guys updated.
Somber Thoughts
One of the Moms on the main list woke up in the middle of the night to find her baby girl floppy and unresponsive and stopping breathing every few seconds. She took her into the light and the baby was grey and her lips blue. So far she in intensive care at the hospital, but doing better. It sounded like it might be the RSV virus. The little girl is one of triplets, so her immune system may still not be very strong. It freaks me out thinking how Tyler caught that when he was only 4.5 months old and then looking at my baby girl – my heart tightens to think what that Mom must be going through. I plan on being in bed early and snuggling with my little girl.
I kind of wish I could just sleep with Tyler tonight – the poor kid fell backwards off a picnic bench this evening and smacked the back of his head real good. He had a huge knot. Chris is putting him down now. There are days I am sad that I can’t be with him at night. He and I go all day long, so snuggling with him peacefully in bed is just so sweet. But Quinn will wake up and will need me, so I can’t. Makes me sad. See, the kids will get older and not need me as much and then it will be me wanting to sleep with them all the time!
Pregnant In America
I cannot wait until this documentary comes out. This is the stuff that I worried about with my babies. And looking back, one of my dear friends had her breech baby naturally with no surgery. I wish I had been more educated and maybe I could have had both my kids that way. I can tell you now that it is a truly different experience. I personally think that one huge reason I am so much more attached to my daughter is my birth experience with her. There are a lot of other variables there obviously (he was my first, I have been home with her full-time, etc.), but the birth was so powerful and really brought the two of us together. Also, because I could actually move my body, I could focus on her and not the pain I was in.
Doctors have their place no doubt. But I think we have taken a very natural experience and industrialized it to a point where it is damanging to the mother and baby. We have made great headway from the days where the Dad’s weren’t even allowed in and the women were strapped down during labor, but we still have great strides to make. Birth should be an empowering experience, not one of submission through the fear of “what if”. I was told by someone that I should be proud that I had a “natural VBAC”. Apparently that is an option that not many people even get these days. I have a friend having to switch OB’s to preserve that option.
It is crazy. Check out the trailer at Pregnant In America
Chocolate Smells
Yesterday, before going to lay down with Tyler, I went and snuck a piece of chocolate from a box Chris had gotten me for Valentine’s Day. I lay down with Tyler and we are face to face. He looks at me and says, “I smell chocolate”. He then tries to get me to open my mouth, but thankfully, by then the candy was gone. My son could smell the chocolate – is there no safe place for comfort food on a rough day, people?? That one blew me away….
Playdough Fun!
I gave Tyler some playdough and cookie cutters to play with. I didn’t show him what to do with the cookie cutters, so he figured it out on his own! he used to playdough to hold the cookie cutters in place. I just love the Christmas tree!