Back to the Hospital

Well, Hazel was admitted to the hospital last night because she was having difficulty breathing.  It looks like the has croup and a bronchial infection.  The cold air to treat the croup was irritating her bronchial infection.  So, we stayed there last night and will be there again tonight.  She is doing well, and is getting steroid treatment and nebulizers every two hours.  I think she has started to improve, and she is finally eating again.  I have just been too wrapped up in her health to do much posting here, since she has been very sick for a week now.  When she is all put back together, I will update the blog with all the good pictures we have been taking.  Have a good Thanksgiving!

What Hazel Has to Say

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I guess thats all she had on her mind. Hazel has been super sick with a fever and stomach bug lately. She might be starting to pull out of it, but this is day three of a fever and long, long naps. On Tuesday I was delighted to experience projectile vomit for the first time. Blueberries, too! Poor thing has just been sleeping on my chest all day, every day. We went to the doctor today and she has perked up a little bit tonight, and has been torturing Flossie for about half an hour, so I'm thinking she is feeling better. I'm hoping that tomorrow she will be back to her usual self, and will have more to say to her readers. Anyway, for those who were wondering, thats where we have been. We have pictures and videos to post, so I hope things will be back to normal around here soon!

Daughter

Everything she sees,
she says she wants.
Everything she wants,
I see she gets.

That's my daughter in the water.
Everything she owns I bought her.
Everything she owns.
That's my daughter in the water,
everything she knows I taught her.
Everything she knows.

Everything I say,
she takes to heart.
Everything she takes,
she takes apart.

That's my daughter in the water,
every time she fell I caught her.
Every time she fell.
That's my daughter in the water,
I lost every time I fought her.
I lost every time.

Every time she blinks
she strikes somebody blind.
Everything she thinks
blows her tiny mind.
That's my daughter in the water,
who'd have ever thought her?
Who'd have ever thought?
That's my daughter in the water,
I lost everytime I fought her
Yea, I lost every time.

Lauden Wainwright III

Hazel Does the Aquarium

Hazel went to the New England Aquarium with her grandparents and her dad the other day.  Hazel and Jamie took the train down to Boston from Ipswich (and we already know how much Hazel loves trains) and they had lunch in the North End.  She loved it.  She passed out cold on the way home, and slept like a champ that night.  Jamie took three quick little videos of her ooo-ing and ahhh-ing and licking the tanks.  I can't wait to bring her back..

No pictures!

Trains!

I don't know where I'm going, but it's pretty exciting!

Lunch with Grandma and Grandpa Donovan

Jellyfish

We need a jellyfish tank in Hazel's room.

Photos from the Week

I'm just posting some pictures that I've been collecting from the past week or so.

Hazel's belly has been looking particularly chunky lately, so we had to get about a dozen pictures of its glorious round-ness.

I love when it hangs over her pants.

Chunky belly, chunky face, wonky eye.  Yum!

Our old friend Steve was in town for the weekend from his home in Portland Oregon.  I have known Steve for EIGHTEEN YEARS.  He had his daughter, Sofia just three months after Hazel was born.  I have no idea why this picture is so yellow...

Hazel is really, really good at playing maracas.

She loves to shake it, shake it, shake it.

We went into Cambridge to have lunch with Jamie one afternoon.  Hazel even put in her adorable felt owl hair clip to show off at the office.  She was a big hit.

But she really just sat in front of the elevators and ate her dads keys.

Hazel Laughing

Long Overdue Zoo Pictures

I know these pictures are a bit overdue. A couple of weeks ago, Hazel went to the Franklin Park Zoo in Boston with her dad, Uncle Patrick and Cousin Oliver who is 18 months old.

Hazel and Oliver under the table at Uncle Pat and Aunt Nini's house.

Looking for something cool. See they both have the same hair color?

Pat and Oliver

Pat and Oliver

Jamie and Hazel

Hazel is more interested in her hands.

And Oliver is interested in Hazel.

The kiddos looking at some animal together.

Dancing Together to The Cure

You're so gorgeous I'll do anything! I'll kiss you from your feet to where your head begins! You're so perfect! You're so right as rain! You make me make me hungry again! Everything you do is irresistible! Everything you do is simply kissable! Why can't I be you? I'll run around in circles 'til I run out of breath! I'll eat you all up or I'll just hug you to death! You're so wonderful, too good to be true! You make me make me hungry for you! Everything you do is simply delicate! Everything you do is quite angelicate! Why can't I be you? You turn my head when you turn around, you turn the whole world upside down! I'm smitten! I'm bitten, I'm hooked, I'm cooked, I'm stuck like glue! You make me make me hungry for you! Everything you do is simply dreamy! Everything you do is quite delicious! Why can't I be you? Why can't I be you? Why can't I be you? You're simply elegant!

Still Glowing

It's all we can talk about. There are a thousand angels singing in our heads. It is a very happy time! This picture says it all.

Signed Sealed Delivered

Baby, I'm watching history and you are sleeping upstairs on your belly. In an amazing moment for our country, we have just elected the first black President of the United States, Barack Obama. He will be sworn in before your first birthday, and you will have already lived through a complete transformation in your country and in the world. We did this for you, baby. I have never been so proud of my fellow Americans before. I have hope again, and it feels amazing. Your generation will grow up in a different world. This is even better than when the Sox won the 2004 World Series, and you have no idea what that was like! This is a night of Thanksgiving, a beautiful evening full of promise and optimism. I love you.

Crushing Anxiety

I will be taking a break from blogging until the presidential election is decided. This is an incredibly emotional election for me, my first as a mother. I feel as if more is at stake now than there ever has been before in my lifetime. I am scared, anxious and excited to see what the next couple of days have in store for my country. This is the end of a very long and trying struggle. As far as my family is concerned, there is only one choice for us. I know that Barack Obama is going to be the best president for me as a mother, as a social worker, as someone with a chronic illness, as a survivor of institutional child abuse. I have faith that my fellow Americans will make the right choice. I hope and pray that when I return to this blog, it will be to announce that my country has elected it's first black president, and that my daughter will grow up in a country in which truly anything is possible.