Friday, March 4, 2011

Side effects

“The fundamental job of a toddler is to rule the universe.” Lawrence Kutner, child psychologist.

What, then, should be said of a toddler on Prednisone?! I’m not sure if you’ve ever had the joy of experiencing high doses of the steroid, but I have, many times, and the side effects are nasty. (Difficulty sleeping; feeling of a whirling motion; increased appetite; increased sweating; indigestion; mood changes; nervousness, hyperactivity). I hate having to give it to my son, but even more I hate listening to him cough and cough and cough until he gags, day and night. So I do it, and wait not-so-patiently for the last day of his dosage, and pray fervently that maybe this time we’ll have a longer spell in between his ‘pre-asthma attacks’ as his doctor refers to them. 

Yes, he ate his dinner. Apparently it does take four spoons.
While I write this, I can hear BigMan outside playing with his Aunty E. It is wonderful having her up here. She is a nurse (an exceptional one in fact, but she is even better at being an Aunty) and she knows how to care for her nephew and niece and their parents! She even swapped hats with him this afternoon...

And what of LittleLady? She is so precious! She continues to astound us with how beautifully peaceful and calm she is. Despite having had her four month jabs yesterday, LittleLady has been charming us all day with her gorgeous smile, helping me forget (even momentarily) how exhausting this vocation can be! Turns out she’s also in the 90th percentile for height and weight. No wonder she’s already wearing 6-12 month clothes! LittleLady is also mobile now. No matter where I put her, she ends up metres away in no time, keen to play with whatever may be nearby – BigMan’s toys, BigMan’s Tiny Teddies, hats, shoes…

Oh, and on Wednesday BigMan assisted the Townsville sun in destroying our plastic peg basket. Rather than be annoyed, I saw it as an opportunity to sit down at my sewing machine and make something pretty for myself! It does make me smile now, when I hang out those cute little clothes that my precious ones wear.



  1. You should be so proud that you are able to deal with a sick kid and also repair / replace broken equipment.

  2. :) I needed to sew because I've been looking after a sick kid! And that sick kid has a pretty amazing father who does lots to help as well.

  3. Nawwwww, the comments are almost as cute as the photos :-)

    Just in case you are wondering about my little comment frenzy tonight, my Reader has selected a handful of blogs that it has decided I don't want to read anymore. Stupid Reader. Now I need to figure out why it thinks this and how to change it's mind. It still knows I am following you... it just isn't updating with your posts :-(

  4. Hahaha! I just checked my email and saw a comment... then another... then another and got excited! I'm not worried - I'm enjoying this and I know my mum's reading and loves it - she just can't figure out how to comment! :) Gotta give her lessons one of these days... But thank you for the comments!