Wow, that was quite a break between posts! Life has been hectic and I was busy enjoying my baby girl while I had time at home with her. I am in Canada, and am very fortunate that new mother's are allowed to take a full year off with the guarantee of our jobs back at the end of the leave. There is also employment insurance from the government that pays a small amount each month that does help with the finances. For some lucky women, their companies even top up their EI so that they get full salaries for the entire year. My company does not fall into that category.
It was tight, but we made ends meet for the year that I had off. I am so incredibly happy that I was able to spend that year with Little G. It was such an awesome experience to see her grow, change and learn in front of my eyes.
When the end of my maternity was approaching we enrolled LG in daycare. She started transitioning from being home all day to attending daycare part time, 3 weeks before I went back to work.
3 days in she was sick... runny nose, explosive diarrhea, fever. I felt so bad for her and pretty helpless at the same time. She had a tooth coming in and I had just started introducing Homogenized Milk into her diet so I thought that perhaps some of her symptoms could be explained by those things. But, by the weekend her fever just kept climbing and climbing despite the infant tylenol/advil and sponge baths I was giving her. When it hit 104 we went to the walk in clinic. She had her first ear infection. She was given 10 days of antibiotics to clear it up. 12 days later we found out that she still had her ear infection and now her temp was 105. Round two of 10 days of antibiotics now seems to have finally done the trick. Oh, and I think teething was playing a role in the fever because when I checked her mouth yesterday, not only had the bottom right side incisor come through, all 4 of her 1 year molars were poking through as well. Poor kid.
So, that was the start of daycare, she is there full-time now and loves it. I've been back to work for a week and a half and feel like I have never left. The first day of dropping LG at daycare was tough for me, but I have to admit it's nice being back at work surrounded by adults, having adult conversations. I really missed that. But, at 3pm everyday I look at the picture of her on my desk and start to count down the minutes until I can go pick her up.
I seriously love that kid.