Had a rough night Thursday night.
Felix started intermittently throwing up around 11pm. Tony was worried it was an after effect of the massive egg he got on his forehead a week ago but I set him ease; I had only lightly washed the bottle Felix had his milk from that night. I think that he ingested some old milk and it made his stomach reject everything in it. I feel suitably guilty and have learnt my lesson. Especially after I changed his sheets twice, then decided to just sleep in his bed with him and help him sit up and spew in a bowl every time he had an episode. It was a long night.
We umm’d and ahh’d about sending him into daycare the next day. He wasn’t interested in breakfast but he was in good spirits and was excited to go, plus I was planning on taking Cali in to introduce her to Barb (the nursery carer) and find out what days were available to enroll her, so we decided to go. I told his carers the whole story and even though they have a 24hr exclusion after vomiting (which I didn’t know about), they said that they were happy for him to stay and they would keep an eye on him and inform us of any changes. He was fine.
Cali seemed to like Barb and the nursery room though there weren’t any other children in there at the time. Hopefully she can start attending within the next couple of weeks. I’m REALLY looking forward to a baby-free day ,though I am a little nervous about her being away from me for the first time. By the time Felix started daycare he had spent many hours, even overnight, away from my with his grandma. But I’ve only ever spent a few hours away from Cali at a time, mostly while she’s been sleeping, so I am a little worried about what it’ll be like for her. But Barb assured me that the parents worry far more than the children do, so as long as I keep my cool she will be fine. Barb took care of Felix for over 6 months which really helps my comfort levels. I’m sure everything will be fine.
After we left daycare Cali and I had a little mummy-daughter time and then did the grocery shopping. By the time we got home it was midday and we were both exhausted. I put Cali to bed then broke out a few presents I had bought myself. El-cheapo polishes, including UV, Mood and Crackle polishes, some nail art polishes and fake nails from the dollar shop. I’ve always loved nail polish but I don’t wear it often for some reason. Anyway, I decided, for some strange reason, to have a crack at some nail art for the first time.
5 hours later this is what I had:
I’m proud of that for a first go! After painting my pinky I realised the black crackle polish didn’t work very well so I adapted and changed my design. But even tho I was pretty happy with them I instantly wanted something new. So the next day I went over to the shops, bought a bunch more, slightly better quality, nail stuff then ripped all the nails off and started again.
Ended up with this:
Much, much happier with these ones 🙂
So I think I may have a new hobby which is so against my usual, tomboy nature that it’s quite strange. But I have so many ideas and designs I want to try! Tony has been very encouraging and the designer in him make him and awesome sounding board. We conferred for about 15 minutes before I finally decided on the design and placement of those stickers. I’m very indecisive and Tony has a knowledge of colours and aesthetics that will definitely come in handy if I keep doing this.
Maybe I’ll get so good that I can run a nail art salon in the garage!
You never know that the future may hold.