Impossible Things Before Breakfast

A blog about having a baby, writing a book, and other impossible things.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Nine weeks and five days

Have just returned from the doctors, where Alice had her first immunisations in the form of a giant needle in each thigh :(

But they're confounding creatures, babies. The nurse advised me that she might be grumpy from the pain and have a temperature later on, so I stocked up with Calpol and braced myself for a crying jag. But although she screamed for all of two minutes when she had the jabs, she then fell immediately and peacefully asleep in her buggy and shows no sign of stirring yet. Whereas for the past two days, when she's had no particular reason to cry - at least not one that translates well into adult language - she's been constantly grouchy and clingy and waking for an extra bottle in the night. Sometimes I wish so much that she could just tell us what's wrong, for all our sakes...

Mind you, given that her face is only about three inches in diameter she can certainly convey a lot of expressions with it: surprised, delighted, suspicious, entranced, blissed out, miserable, cross, shocked, concentrating (ie. pooing), interested, indifferent, yawning, coughing, sneezing, hiccups, dreamy, excited, worried...

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