7 weeks

He's 7 weeks old today, and I haven't been able to get him weighed as we were all struck with illness on clinic day. He still seems to be putting on weight, and was doing much better in terms of his reflux the last few days. Had a bad morning this morning though, being sick several times quite a lot. He's sleeping it off now though.

Elizabeth, magically, seems a lot better today. She slept most of yesterday and was her most lethargic yet, and barely ate a thing, despite me cooking muffins in front of her eyes to try and tempt her (sod reinforcing picky eating, am doing whatever it takes to get through this!).

Today she had half a bowl of porridge and a banana for breakfast, and although she started slowly at lunch-time with yoghurt and apple to dip into it, she then asked for cheese on toast, went back and finished the apple, then had a muffin, then finished the yoghurt. I also managed to coax some weak Ribena into her by 'hiding' it in her monkey cup. (Here the decision to give her water alone to drink comes back to bite me as she has refused to drink the Ribena or Lucozade that the doctor suggested might help her!). She's reluctantly gone down for a nap now, and I'm sitting here with the nappies whirling around in the machine, and husband asleep in the bedroom in the early stages of this stomach bug. He's off work, and has been feeling 'off' all day, but no symptoms at present.

Grandad is still in hospital. He's been falling badly and was admitted at the beginning of the Easter holidays, and there have been meetings about what to do with him, but everything is still up in the air. One thing is for sure, Nan can't cope with him at home. Am off to get myself a drink - one exhausted Mum signing off at the end of a very trying period.