We've been sick as dogs, my lil' girl and me. One of our doctors, a good looking intern with dubious diagnostic skills, had us down with everything from the common cold to the measles. Turned out that we both had some god-forsaken virus that broke Mia out in spots and had me unable to hold anything warm. Yep, you heard me right. Rinsing my hands with warm water felt like I was washing with razor blades. Fun stuff!
Anyway, we are back with our normal pediatrician who set us straight and we are feeling much better. And Mia, who has now been stuck with the brand of slow talker is starting to get her words out. She can be very stubborn, so it is difficult to know precisely what she is saying, but I can detect definite words here and there and the other night she dropped her toy tiger and politely asked the woman next to us to "pick it up please". Or something very very close. Still, most of the time it's just a bunch of chatter, but still quite delightful.
Also, news flash: I'm not a supermom. Working, cleaning and living with a toddler is hard. Mia is so full of energy (thank goodness!) and she go-go-goes. I'm doing my best and I'm still loving it. Just thought I'd let you know.
And no more promises. I'll write when I can. Please stay tuned.
