We seem to be having a sickly week this week. Wiggles and I appear to have gotten ourselves a cold. Who knows from where? I tried blaming my mother, but highly doubt it could have happened over the phone as we were only graced with her weekly pressence today. I think I will still blame her though :-) I know she will tell me it's because we don't eat enough vegetables... What is it with mothers always thinking we are incapable of looking after ourselves, even when we are rapidly approaching 30?
On top of having the sniffs, poor Wiggles is cutting his very first molar. The poor baby is in so much pain that he won't even let me rub Teejel on the affected area. I can only imagine how painful it must be for him... I remember cutting my wisdom teeth, and that hurt lik hell! And I have a high pain threshold! Imagine how it must feel to have all this pain, and not be able to say anything about it, AND not to understand why it is happening.
Angotull seems to have aggrevated his gout in a big way. It has been troubling him for close on 3 weeks now, reaching breaking point at 2 this morning when the pain woke him up. He took a little trip to the doctor this morning, and was given an injection and some meds. He says it has improved vastly already, so I hope that by tomorrow he is feeling alot better too.
In other news... I sent out the invitations for Wiggles' birthday this morning. The reality of my little monster growing up is really starting to hit home! I am going to have to learn to let go and start treating him like a little boy! This morning he mastered his own "technique" for climbing down steps. It basically just involves flinging his body over the edge and hoping for the best... my heart just about stops every time he does it. This evening he proudly sports a scratch down the side of his face as a mark of his achievements. Promise I will post pictures soon :-)
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