"I love Daddy."

I went into Iris's room the other morning when she announced that she was awake with a cry/wail. I got right up next to her and said, "Did you have a good sleep?" She stretched and looked at me with a big smile and said, "I love Daddy." 

The feeling is pretty mutual. Evan is happy to tell people that playing with Iris is the highligh of his day and the other evening Iris was showing Evan her favorite book. Evan said, "Is that your favorite book? Well, do you know what my favorite thing is, Iris? My favorite thing is you!" 

Iris is one of the most affectionate little people I've ever met - she loves to hug the kids and adults in her daycare classroom and at the church nursery. And when we leave for work she does multiple hugs and kisses with both of us. We certainly encourage it, while also trying to get her to understand that sometimes people don't want hugs or kisses. 

Tomorrow morning (check-in at 6:30am!) she has her second brain MRI, the first having been in January of this year. I bought a couple gas masks that smell like buble gum for us to practice with. I expect the putting her to sleep part of it to be fully awful, as it was last time. 

For every procedure that requires anesthesia I wonder if she'll have a stroke while she's under. It is clear that the likelihood of her experiencing a stroke increases as she gets older and there's almost not a day that goes by that the thought doesn't cross my mind and I wish, "please don't let it be today." I think about it more in the summer when it's hot because being dehydrated can increase the risk of stroke, too. 

We will get the results of the MRI on Tuesday of next week when we meet with the neurologist again. 

twenty-one months

New words come out of this girl's mouth every day. She is making jokes, lying, and constantly surprising us with the things she remembers. Lately, she has been saying people's names and then saying, "Come!" I ask her if she wants that person to come over and she says, "Yeah!" 

It's such a privilege to get to watch this little human grow up. We have been working on having more family fun and mostly succeeding at it. Iris loves backpack walks, though if she's hungry they don't work so well. 

Playing with Mama's keys

Backpack walk

Today I was playing Raffi for her and the song "Thanks a Lot," came on. She said, "Hug..."  and then, "Kiss..." in the direction of the music. I asked her if she wanted to hug and kiss the song and she said "Yeah!"

Here are the lyrics: 

Thanks a lot,

Thanks for the clouds so high.

Thanks a lot,

Thanks for the whispering wind.

Thanks a lot,

Thanks for the birds in the spring. 

Thanks a lot,

Thanks for the moonlit night.

Thanks a lot, 

Thanks for the stars so bright. 

Thanks a lot, 

Thanks for the wonder in me.

Thanks a lot, 

Thanks for the way I feel. 

Thanks for the animals, 

Thanks for the land,

Thanks for the people everywhere. 

Thanks a lot,

Thanks for all I've got.

Thanks for all I've got. 

twenty months old

The last month has been mostly full of vomit. Iris is down almost a full pound but has lately been eating a lot. I have her on hemp milk now, and I think that will help a bit. I have also abandoned my vegetarian intentions for her and have been giving her (organic, allergy-friendly) chicken nuggets. Anything to get her to put on some weight in a non-dairy and non-egg and mostly non-soy way. It's not that she's allergic to those things, but they don't do good things for her belly. And eggs make her vomit.  

She had her RSV shot last Thursday and vomited that night. So the pediatrician and I agreed today that we would be creative in thinking about future RSV shots. She is supposed to have five over the course of five months. She's had two and I have no intention of letting her get another one in January. It's incredibly painful and traumatic for her to have to be held down and to get two big, huge shots in her legs. It makes regular vaccinations seem like a walk in the park. 

So we still haven't made it a full seven days without vomit since this whole thing started on November 14. I am hopeful that we'll get there this week... keep your fingers crossed. I started her on Losartan again this past weekend since it seems clear that the medication is not the thing that was causing the vomiting. She seems to be tolerating it well. 

Iris has started taking off her oxygen by herself in the morning after we put oil on the tape. Her face is red on both temples because of the tape and she hates to have us touch either temple. It definitely hurts her even though we try to be very gentle. This is a serious downside to having the oxygen off during the day but keeping it on for sleeping. 

Iris loves her morning smoothie.

Really loves it.

Iris's favorite things are playing in the park (especially swinging), reading her nursery rhymes (over, and over, and over), spinning around till she gets dizzy, looking for school buses, testing her limits with her parents, and painting with our nanny.

She has become very affectionate lately, thanks to a book called Hug Machine that she got as a present. She wants to hug and kiss everything. We went outside the other day and she said she wanted to hug and kiss the sun.

What did you say, Gama?

In the park