Wednesday, 25 February 2009

First Cold

From staying with the twins I think, Erbie has his first cold, green snot, and his voice sounds different, like he has a sore throat. He snuffled his way through his bedtime feed and then wouldn’t go to sleep. We lay him on the sofa in the room with us for a while and he looked so sorry for himself. He kept waking and crying in the night and would only snatch forty winks in my arms. I think he got through the worst of it over night though as he seemed much better in the morning. I fed him mashed carrot with freshly squeezed orange juice, for vitamin C.

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Anon - after Larkin

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