G is learning new words every day, and is currently driving us insane by permanently asking 'who's that' to every person, noise and object. But what we really want her to learn is how to tell us whether it's teeth or her belly hurting her.....
After finding umpteen excuses over the past two months for not starting G's dairy trial, I finally plucked up the courage this week. Starting off at the lowest level (butter in a baked product), I made a wheat/soya/gluten free carrot cake. Well as we all know, baby love d'cake, but did the cake love her??
This week, coincidently (or not), G has had the worst sleep in a while, awful reflux, major screaming tantrums, and lots of general unhappiness.
The milk? Possibly....
Teeth? Probably.....
Reflux due to the teeth or the milk? More than likely....
So you see our dilemma! That is until I made a discovery. As I was tickling her tummy earlier, she flashed a big grin and I spied one shiny new molar, and another one waiting to erupt. WHERE ARE THESE MOLARS COMING FROM?! She's on her third. Usually they don't tend to show up until 14-24 months. Eeeek. She'll have a full set of nashers by 18 months at this rate.
So the first leg of the dairy trial was a complete failure. I need to wait until these two molars have finished causing chaos before I try again.
In other news we had the early years Portage team visit G at home last week. I had never heard of Portage until our health visitor referred us. I'd presumed it was an acronym for some fancy name (it's actually a town in America where they first sent help in to the homes of children with additional needs), and to be quite honest I was a little nervous. Turns out I didn't need to be. Two lovely ladies arrived armed with books and toys and were here to help G in her development. After ten minutes of taking notes, they told me we'd almost certainly be signed off as G was (in her own words) 'WOW'!! When I mentioned my worry of not walking yet, they seemed surprised and said they wouldn't even bat an eyelid until at least 18 months. They also said that she's evidently concentrating more on talking than walking.
I must admit, with all of the appointments, the knowns, and the unknowns, I'm relieved to be told she's actually ahead of her peers in some areas. I guess I always worried she'd be behind. Not sure if that's the teacher in me, or the mother!
What's next for us?
We are taking G for her first ever swim this weekend, along with her first ever visit to a country fayre. I can't quite believe she's not been swimming yet, but with all of the ear infections she'd had we didn't dare until they had fully cleared up.
On the not so nice list of things to do is to visit the hospital and have a blood test for her immunity levels. Let's hope G doesn't shatter any windows with her ear piercing scream!
Happy Easter everyone, this year I'm thankful for Jesus's life and Grace's xx
