The day pretty much flew by. Christian’s mom ended up calling him this morning, not only to update on Olivia, but to also vent some frustration. It seems she’s pretty much at the end of her rope with Olivia’s aggressiveness and the way she is towards Amelia. Let me tell you, I don’t blamer her. In just the few hours we’re with them in the evening it’s hard on us! So, I don’t know where things are going to go from here. She ended up making us all some dinner tonight, and we decided to talk to her about it a little bit. I’m obviously most comfortable with the girls being with her, somebody we can trust, but in the end, if it’s not the best fit for everybody involved, it’s not going to work out.
We basically told her that if she feels like she can’t handle it, she needs to just be honest about it, and we can move forward. My ideal plan in that situation would be my mom and I continue watching them on Friday’s, she could watch them one day a week, and then we’d do daycare 3 days a week. At least it would only be part-time then, and she would still get some time with them. She said she wants to give it a little more time, especially now that it’s getting nicer out. She’s hoping that getting them out and about for a while during the day will help keep Olivia more entertained, and less obsessed with Amelia. So, we’ll see what the future holds here.
After dinner, we were on our way home. We gave the girls their baths, and went about our evening as usual. I was feeding Amelia, and she stopped eating pretty quickly. It usually takes her forever to eat, so this made me a little nervous. Her head started rocking back and forth, and I noticed some milk dripping down her cheek. She hadn’t spit up for so long, this really made me worry. Next thing you know, I could hear her tummy rolling, and her throat gurgling and I knew something was going on….and yup, up came her entire dinner. I yelled for Christian and I was scared to death! She quickly recovered, but required another bath at this point. So, we got her cleaned up and relaxed, and I went back to feeding her. And up, same thing happened (but much less this time). So, we cleaned her up again, and just rocked her to sleep…she was pretty exhausted at this point, so that didn’t take long. After I put her down in the crib, we watched the video monitor for a while to see what she did. Just a few minutes later I saw her head start rolling again, and knew it was about to happen again…Christian went running in just as she threw up…again.
At this point I was very worried, and in tears. Watching my 2 year old go through this was torture enough, I couldn’t sit there and watch my 8 month go through it too! We were fairly certain she’d just had too much to eat at dinner, and was too active too soon after eating, but you just never know. We decided to keep her in bed with us so we could keep a good eye on her. NO FUN!
I did manage to snap a picture of her ONE tooth. It’s finally all the way out, and she looks very goofy with one little loner tooth.
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