We've all had colds for the past week. Nothing awful, certainly nothing we can complain about given the various stomach bugs going around, but just at the level of annoying. Elizabeth sounded a little stuffed up, but really was mostly symptom free. No runny nose, no cough, no fever. But she had very little appetite. And DID NOT want to eat. As in, would scream like she was being hurt and arch her back to get away when I tried to nurse her. Sometimes right away, sometimes a couple minutes in. We suspected it was likely the cold or maybe an early tooth rather than something more serious given that she was in mostly good spirits as long as I didn't try to get her to eat, but on Thursday afternoon I called the doctor because it was a little worrisome and we needed to find out how little eating was the line for worrying about dehydration. They had me bring her in but couldn't find anything wrong (checked ears, throat, gums, etc) so sent us home with directions that as long as she had some wet diapers each day to just wait her out a few days. (Side note for record-keeping purposes: 13 lbs, 9oz.)
She has been doing much better the last few days, although still not eating as much as usual. But eating enough that she had the liquid to cover her sweater in drool yesterday! My cold has gone from a painfully sore throat all last week (so bad that I had them check for strep Friday--negative) to a cough and runny nose. It isn't as painful as the sore throat was, but much more annoying, especially since a cough wakes the baby and there is nowhere in the apartment to put her that is more than 10 feet from someone who has a cough. But no fevers and no throwing up so deep breaths and remembering gratitude. And knocking on wood.
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