sniff...sniff...cough...cough...

The state of suffering continued in our household over the weekend.  We awoke on Saturday morning to Jenny coughing her heart out!  I know I might sound weird, but it sounds so 'awwww' to hear a 6 month old baby cough...and the heart-breaking part is that she was trying to smile at us between coughs!  She had a running nose, too.  Hence, in order to make best use of the weekend time in order to get her back to normal, we rushed her to the doctor, who assured us that we didn't have anything to worry about.  He just prescribed some cough syrup and nasal drops.

Now, those of you who do are not aware how a baby takes medicines, let me explain it.  Most medicines prescribed for babies are in liquid form.  One uses a 'dropper' to feed the medicine to the baby (or to put the nasal drops into the baby's nose).  Now, imagine an active baby which is already irritated by her cough and sore nose (from all the nose cleaning!) having to lie still for her parents to bring the 'dropper' to her and squeeze the medicine into her mouth/nose, as per the requirement.  If you have seen Terminator 2, where the mental hospital interns try to administer medicines to Sarah Connor, then you might have an idea how the baby fights during medication time!!!  And usually, half of it lands up on the person administering the medicine and the whole process needs to be repeated....this must be one of the few instances where I wish the baby would be old enough to swallow her medicines!

Anyway, a good part of the weekend was spent nursing.  Feeding the baby, carrying the baby, putting the baby to sleep: everything was a two-parent job!  It seems weird how a baby that is weakened by ailments requires twice the attention of a healthy baby!!!

To cut a long story short: today is Monday.  Jenny woke up by quarter past six and seems to be her usual self...almost.  We still forced some medicine down her throat, but I am positive that the worst is over.  I hope she will be back to normal by tomorrow. :)