Long haul

 

We’re currently on holiday in Canada, where friends of ours got married this weekend (congrats again Sarah and Jon!).

This of course means that C has been on her first aeroplane. Two, in fact. Although given she slept right the way through the first one I’m not entirely sure it counts?

The prospect of entertaining two little ones for upwards of 12 hours wasn’t one that I was overly excited about, but needs must and we packed accordingly with two Trunki suitcases (genius products, for what its worth!) full of everything I could think of.

It turned out that whilst G was more than happy to be occupied by the in flight entertainment (she now has a new found love of My Lttle Pony), the main thing to entertain C was being allowed to sit and stand on my seat.

  

This in turn meant that much of the journey for me was spent sitting on the floor or standing up. Well, they do say you should keep mobile when flying long haul, and I’m sure C was only thinking about my health.

Despite everything we made it to Toronto in one piece, albeit tired and minus a couple of bags. The latter was, at least, an excuse to hang out in our Airbnb apartment for most of the following day, waiting for the bags aka slobbing about in yesterday’s clothes.

Although the girls have coped with the jet lag admirably, poor C has come down with some kind of stomach bug which meant I got back from the wedding on Saturday night to find a small child not only awake but vomiting all over the apartment. 

Cue another day in the apartment nursing her / recovering from the festivities.  Whilst there’s never a good time to be ill I guess it’s better this way than being on a day when we had to travel or had things booked.

She’s much better today, and although she’s not quite herself still she did polish off a pizza this evening and managed some smiles at the Toronto Aquarium we visited earlier.

I’ll save that for another day though as it definitely deserves a post of its own!

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Little Sniffles

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C has always been partial to a good old fashioned cold. She got her first one at just five weeks old and since then we’ve been happily passing them back and forwards between each other, each seemingly getting more and more extreme as we get closer to winter.

Oh yeah, and the so called ‘cold season’ has barely even begun, hasn’t it? Somebody save us!

Much as I enjoy rating my youngest daughter’s snot bubbles on size, colour and durability (although I’m disappointed that I’m yet to catch one on camera for her much vaunted 18th birthday album), I definitely don’t enjoy the impact on her already fragile sleep pattern, especially as I’m heading back to work soon. And believe me, I don’t function very well without my sleep!

I remember only too clearly the night that I dumped a poor sleepless snotty C in her Daddy’s arms and announced I was going to the 24 hour Tesco to try and buy something to help her sleep.  I came back not with a bottle of brandy as Daddy feared (though it would probably have helped me if not her) but with a saline nasal spray and a plug in inhaler, having discovered that there’s very little you can actually give to a poorly baby.  I then discovered that the plug in was not a great match for a summer mini heatwave, given it relies on having doors and windows firmly shut.

It’s fair to say it wasn’t exactly my most successful shopping trip.

So I was chuffed to bits when Dentinox asked me to try out some of their products to help deal with the sniffles. We’ve used their sticky eye wipes in the past to help with C’s blocked tear duct, and our parcel from them included an inhaler dummy, vapour oil, medicine dispenser and nasal aspirator.  After I got over the ‘ew’ factor of sucking baby snot directly out of her nose USING MY MOUTH (!!!), I realised that it was either that or continue spending inordinate amounts of time wrestling a tissue around her face, spreading more snot over her than on the tissue thanks to her protests.

First up, the inhaler dummy.  Compared with the plug ins, this seems a geniously simple idea. You place a few drops of the vapour oil on a pad on the front of the dummy, close it up and pop the dummy in baby’s mouth. The vapour is exactly where it’s most needed, and safely enclosed so you don’t need to worry about baby ingesting the oils.  And you don’t have to seal the room shut to keep the vapours in.

C took to this like a pro. Despite the fact that she’ll only accept a dummy for the first five minutes of going to bed, it was long enough for her to settle off to sleep, and even when she was asleep it was still near enough to have the desired effect.  I was also pleased to find that the oil didn’t have that eye watering kick to it that some others do.

We had less success with the medicine dispenser unfortunately, thanks to C’s new found dummy aversion.  But having managed to spray Calpol all over Daddy’s T-shirt (missing C’s mouth by a mere, but vital, inch), I can see how this would be a godsend for babies who haven’t developed C’s fussy tastes.

And so on to the aspirator.  I have to admit I was never convinced by the efficacy of these, but I was impressed, particularly when I realised there was little to no risk of ingesting snot through it.  It seems to work best after using a saline spray (as opposed to the drops which seem next to useless on a wriggly baby), as this loosens the mucous enough to suck it right out of there without having to contemplate the logistics of sticking things up there (not a good idea on any account).  And with her nose a little clearer it made C’s feeding both easier and a hell of a lot quieter, reducing the risk of her waking her sleeping sister with her rather impressive snorts and snores.

All in all the Dentinox products do the job and really do help.  And despite C’s cold we have succeeded this week in achieving the mythical Sleeping Through The Night (TM).  On more than one night.  In a row.

If that’s not a ringing endorsement I don’t know what is.

 

I’ve worked with BritMums on this project with Dentinox and Snufflebabe to test their products during cold season. All opinions are my own. To find out more about the products visit http://www.dentinox.co.uk and http://www.snufflebabe.co.uk.

 

Bunged up

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As parents we tend to blame ourselves for a lot of things. It’s one of those things that comes with the job, but which nobody really warns you about. Or they do, but you tell yourself ‘I won’t be like that’.

But I really can’t blame anyone else on this one.

C has her first ever cold.

And I gave it to her.

I don’t know where I got it from, but I guess once I did it was inevitable that she’d get it too. And in fairness she’s been a little star with it. A bunged up, fussing, snoring, grunting and occasionally wailing little star, but a star nonetheless.

The most frustrating thing is not being able to give her anything other than the odd saline nose drop to ease it. A frustration she apparently shares, given the amount of my hair she’s managed to pull out (grabbing is a new skill she’s developed this week!).

But, importantly, she’s still sleeping! At 5 weeks old I can’t really complain about the one, occasionally two wake ups in the night (quickly finds something wood to touch so as not to break the pattern!). And she’s still pretty bright and perky despite struggling to feed and breathe at the same time.

That said, she’s had it for nearly two weeks now so I’d really quite like it to disappear now, please.

And if someone could take mine away at the same time that would be fine and dandy too, thank you very much!