Lil’ Bruiser



Yesterday when Lucia woke up, I gasped—it looked like she’d been in a bar fight. For a day or two now her eye had been a bit watery, with some mucus-y matter in the corner, and yesterday the entire underside of her eye was a pinkish purple, like someone had punched her. Punched my baby! I took her to the pediatrician in the afternoon, and he deemed it an infection. We’re now taking Our First Antibiotic. Do they have a Hallmark card for that?

She looks almost entirely back to normal today, so I didn’t have a chance to take a picture of Lucia with her Don’t Mess With Me look. Ah well. I’m just glad we got it taken care of now, since we leave for the East Coast tomorrow.

We are looking at the flight as an adventure…and, really, we’re so excited for the trip that even if Fusskins makes an appearance, I think we’ll be able to take it in stride. Tonight I have to select her traveling outfit…and her backup traveling outfits…and my backup traveling outfit. Milk and other bodily fluids are as much a part of our wardrobes now as cute shoes once were.

I like the picture at the top of this post—she seems to be saying to her grandparents, “Ready for me?” And in the picture below, she's practicing the look she'll give the flight attendants to reassure them of an easy flight. A plane ride--yay!

Comments

PletcherFamily said…
She's going to do great!!!

Have a wonderful time. We can't wait to hear all about it when you return.
Natasha said…
Hope she gets well soon. Merry Christmas :)

Natasha