baby-girl

My little munchkin above is capable of stressing me out to the point that Tee no longer recognises her own mother. I have metamorphosised into a flaming dragon in heat who’s just lost her King, not to another female dragon but to a….to a…..dirty pig! What does He want with a pig? She has no fire? She cannot fly?

You see the way T2 looks at the camera? At 6 months, she already knows how to tantalise the world with her charm. And being such a good girl most days, little do people know that she can herself turn into an extremely fierce baby dragon at night. When she wants to. She is fiercer than Tee ever was, but much, much sweeter. Isn’t that worse? I usually stay away from those types much preferring people whom are open book and direct.

But that isn’t what’s stressing me out. What is stressing me out is that she has started solids for a month and a half now. She loves…….her food and can eat up to 250ml worth of solids be it pureed fruit or baby cereal. Yet, she has only gained 100 grams in a month as opposed to 1000. There is clearly something wrong with her absorption of nutrients but we only see the Doctor next week so as it stands, Mommy is having sleepless nights (plus baby T2 has a flu and is coughing like crazy which gives HER sleepless nights) worrying herself silly. I am stressed out. I have tried not being stressed out. And I’m usually one who can take a lot of stress. But this time round, my hands are up. I’m surrendering to the fact that I am no longer in control of this. It is making me very, very sad.

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