Baby diary: Week 25

Lots to report this week.

Firstly Little I had her first trip on a train up to The passport office at Victoria with Husband. She was very well behaved on their first solo outing together. She didn't have any milk but they had lunch together on the way home - noodles for Daddy, purée for Little I!

First train ride

The rush appointment was because Husband booked a day trip to France forgetting the littlest member of the family was passportless. So we had to get passport photos pretty quick. This was my job and we went to the ever reliable Snappy Snaps who print them instantly while you wait. The pictures are great, classic 'what the hell is going on here?!?' face.

Huh?!

Little I is obsessed with food! She seems to always be hungry and will eat anything. This week we have begun some finger foods and she loves sucking and chewing on pear, peeled grapes and bread.

Gumming bread

The highchair is becoming a very fun place. The 'dropping a toy off the edge then stare at it on the floor until Mummy picks it up and I repeat immediately' game has started. Joy. Another fun highchair game has been playing with water on the tray. Mostly this is spilt from her water bottle and she loves running her fingers through it and spreading it around the tray.

Water fun

On Sunday we had the much anticipated baptism (more to follow about that in a separate post). The night before Husband and I had no sleep because she seemed very out of sorts but she seemed ok during the service and even had a little snooze towards the end.

Snoozing baptised baby

But during the reception she seemed to go downhill. By the time we arrived home she had developed a hacking cough which was making her breathing laboured. After a particularly bad attack we decided to get her checked out at A&E but as we were putting her in the car she had a coughing fit and couldn't get her breath. Purple faced and eyes bulging she stopped breathing for what felt like an eternity but in reality was probably only a minute. We called an ambulance and were rushed in for investigation.

Feeling sorry for herself in the hospital cot

After being admitted to the children's ward overnight we got to see a consultant and it turns out Little I has Laryngomalacia, which is known as a floppy larynx. The soft cartilage in the upper larynx collapses into the airway as the baby inhales partially blocking the airway. This is causing the raspy, heavy breathing noise she has made since birth. On top of this she has developed a cough which is exacerbating the problem and making the airway obstruction more troublesome. It was all very scary but at least now we know exactly what is going on. I am little disappointed the paediatrician we saw earlier in the week didn't pick up on it as it would have saved a lot of worry. She suspected a Hiatus hernia (Husband had one when he was a baby) so we are still going to have a barium X-ray next week to see if she has that too. The treatment for both is simply waiting for their muscles to strengthen as they grow up and in the meantime keeping the proped up to sleep and avoiding too much time laying flat. The floppy larynx should be gone by the time she is 2yrs old and hopefully will only cause her significant problems when she is unwell.

That is our 4th visit to A&E this year. Husband and I are considering a season ticket for the car park...

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