Hello readers. It’s been a rough week. First I got a sore – and I mean really sore – bum, which made me cry every time Mum or Dad changed me. Then I got reeeeeeeally hot and Mum kept sticking this beepy thing in my ear to check exactly how hot I was. Then I got poked and prodded by the doctor, and as a result had to have special cream that felt particularly cold put on my bum every five minutes. Then I had to keep taking this sweet gloopy stuff off a spoon to make me less hot. Then after a couple of days of this, as if that wasn’t enough, I was a lot less hot but I looked like a strawberries-and-cream pudding!
Look:
Then Mum went and put this pink stuff on me to try and help, and I ended up feeling even more ridiculous. Look:
Anyway. I feel better now, I don’t look rashy any more, I’m not hot and I don’t have to take any more lotions and potions and creams. Finally all is well in Lexie-Land.
(Turns out Lex had roseola, also known as “baby measles”. It’s a very common illness in babies under 2. High fever for 3 days, very irritable and miserable baby, fever breaks then an impressive all-over rash appears for a couple of days, still an irritable miserable baby, then all is well. The sore bum was a separate, but coincidentally-timed, issue. Bet you wanted to know all that, didn’t you? Ed.)
Aside from exciting illnesses, I’ve been enjoying getting bigger. For a start, it means I can try my best to give as good as I get to that brother of mine. Quite maddeningly, I still can’t manage to get myself up again to sitting after he’s tipped me over, and I can’t shift his big bulk off me when he decides to lie on top. I keep eating my broccolli and spinach to get nice and strong, but it doesn’t seem to be working yet . . . .
Talking of which, isn’t it great? Food I mean. Here’s what I like:
* Pumpkin chips that Mum roasts in the oven. Oh my goodness these are my absolute favourite – nice and squashy, easy to hold, sweet and yummy-scrum. Mmmmmmmmmmmm.
* Broccolli. I like to pretend I’m eating a tree. A whole one.
* Banana biscotti – Mum bakes them nice and hard so they last me ages to chew on.
* Avocado – especially cold from the fridge. Apparently (Mum says), it’s been created by a benevolent God for busy Mums, as it’s instant, cheap and good for me.
* Penne pasta – preferably with a bit of sauce on it to spread around the tray and my face.
* Toast – especially nicked from Fin’s plate. His has peanut butter on it, which is soooooo much better than hummus.
* Rice pudding. Fin says it’s not fair as he wasn’t allowed this until he was much older. I say that’s the advantage of being the second kid.
Ah, food is great.
In other news, I’ve got a new playmate! Aunty Ange (Nadija’s Mum) had her baby a wee bit early and Bella arrived on 8th July. We’ve been to see her and she makes me feel like a great big grown up! She’s so tiny (6lbs something). I’m looking forward to playing with her when she’s a bit bigger :)
Over and out for now, will update again soon. Here’s a pic of me and food, just ‘cos it’s on my mind:
