Clingy Koala

Poor Noey has been down with a fever the past 2 days, as an after-effect of the pneumoccocal vax shot he had on Wednesday evening. As a result, he’s been very clingy to me, crying at every slightest thing. On top of that, his already poor appetite which had shown some signs of improving after another of his teeth finally emerged (the bottom right lateral incisor) has nosedived, to this Mummy’s despair. He ate half his usual breakfast, none of his lunch, and just a few spoonfuls for dinner on both days. My attempts to entice him with his favourite foods – yoghurt, bread, banana – have been met with only moderate success. He was only very enthusiastic about Baby Bites. I wonder what they put in that thing — the kids loves it so much! Instead of eating, all he’s wanted to do is NURSE. On the one hand I’m glad I’m able to give that to him, but on the other hand, it’s been really tiring. I was in fact planning on weaning him off the breast, not having him spend more time on it.

Thankfully the fever finally broke yesterday evening and he ate some porridge, though not a whole lot.

Otherwise, it was a straight-forward visit to the Paed for him. On his last routine check-up at 6 months, she had jokingly told Noey that she wanted to see him walking into the clinic for his 12-month checkup, so he did just that. We had a good chat about him meeting his milestones — no problems there, by and large — and his milk intake (or lack thereof). Our friend is supposed to be taking at minimum 500ml a day and sometimes I wonder if he’s getting anywhere close to that, especially when I’m at work. Guess we’ll all have to work harder at getting him to take the bottle. I take comfort in the fact that he’s actually growing well, weighing in at 9.85kg (between 50-75th percentile) and is 79cm tall (90th percentile). He definitely didn’t get the tall genes from me!

Now that Noey’s better, I’m down with a runny nose that’s really irritating me, so I guess I’ll call it a night. Tah!