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That Bug

So, there's a crying bug that has hit our house over the weekend. Figzy ran a fever on Friday noon, and was cranky all day. She became settled by evening, after her fever disappeared with the medicine I gave her. She cried Saturday evening. I think that day's dinner made her colicky because she kept on waking up and crying through the night. She was cranky yesterday morning. She was definitely not rested.  I had an exam yesterday and she was with DH at his office till then. She took a nap of thirty minutes when she easily aces 2+ hours of sleep on Sunday afternoons at home. She was exhausted and had a meltdown in the evening. She cried right before bedtime.  She wants to wear everything herself with no help from either parent but is currently unable to execute her wish completely. This means that we could be crying in frustration after half an hour of failing to get into the diaper (she pushes both her legs in the same hole). When that point is reached, ju...

Don't Know Where You Are

L doesn't go away from my mind. I mean, just cut the crap, I am not singing bleeding heart here but just saying she stays on my mind off and on through out the day. Day before yesterday, one of Figzy's cousin turned 3 years old. We phoned up in the night, and Figzy wished the boy "happy birthday". Before we phoned up, DH told F that we were calling her older brother, and she was asked to address him with that title. I hated it. I told Figzy to call the kid with his name. If L would have lived, all the cousins born that year would have been younger, and my daughter would have been the elder one. She would be the one receiving the title. Now my living daughter is the younger one.  And then to turn this glitch in my mind on its head, let me say this, that I hate the fact that Figzy will be the older sister of my baby.  Figzy was meant to be the younger sibling to L. She will have to bear the burden of being the older one, when it could have been another way.  Le...

Done That

We are done with bottles. Completely.  She still rues over the thieving crow, but does not whine at nap time or night time.  I hardly believed it could be so easy.  I washed her all her bottles one last time and let them to dry to on the kitchen counter. Today evening I will pack them and keep them away, and it feels like a huge achievement unlocked.

Very Long Overdue

1. I have meant to post for a while now, but technical issues and time issues prevented me. 2. There will be ~~TMI~~ in some part of the post, so you have to be prepared for that. In the beginning of June, we made a short trip to our hometown. It was only a three-day visit, but quite a bit was accomplished in those three. We took care of some family thing at DH's side of the family, and I met SuperGyn. SuperGyn will be my doc for the last trimester and beyond in the current pregnancy as well.  That first week of June was significant also because I started 'feeling' the baby then. It was just fluttery, but I knew what that flutter was.  I had my Nuchal fold u/s in my hometown, and we saw the baby sucking his/her thumb, and then practicing for the FIFA matches. It was great to see that. My mother and Figzy were also there in the ultrasound room, and Figzy panicked. She thought the doctor was hurting me, and repeated told her grandma that the doctor was giving...