
Bailey managed to successfully transfer her cold to little Nolan, so we're in the thick of our first baby sickness. Bailey didn't have anything more than a slight runny nose for the first year of her life, so it's a bit unnerving for us. He doesn't have a fever, though, so there's really nothing to do but suction his nose when it's full and cuddle with him. The poor little guy doesn't really seem to care that much that he's sick - he just breathes VERY loudly when he's trying to sleep (trust me - I'm sleeping near him and it keeps me awake!) and has an awful phlegm-filled cough. Yuck!
Prior to Friday night when the cold started creeping in, we had a low-key week. We went to Chuck E. Cheese with friends and then got to visit our friend Rachel in the hospital and see her new baby, Owen. Rachel and I are already laughing about the fact that Nolan/Owen is going to cause some problems. In addition to calling my son Bailey, baby girl and even Scout (yes, Rachel, I did actually call him the dog's name!), now I have another similar name to trip me up. Oh well. I think Bailey thought her name was "baby" for a very long time. They learn soon enough.
I'm going back to work in 3 weeks, so my challenge is just to enjoy my remaining time without thinking too much about how it's dwindling. I just feel like I haven't at all had enough time to do all the things I wanted to do. And, he still seems so small and fragile. I think Bailey seemed a little more "grown" when I went back to work. Of course, I did take a few more weeks with her. At least I am incredibly blessed to be able to leave him (and Bailey on the days she doesn't have MDO) with Jeanne, my mother-in-law. I know that I would be even more anxious if formal child care was another variable in the mix.
Here are some other pictures from the week:

Then comes the full-fledged amusement.
Jason thinks it's cute to make him stand up...he'll have strong legs and dislocated shoulders. :-)
Peace...
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