Damn Flu

I think we were struck with the flu. I'm keeping things down today, but I'm achey all over and extremely tired. My stomach is still feeling queasy, too. Brian is now sick, so I had to suck it up and take care of Margaret today. She's mostly happy, but she's still having the occasional episode of diarrhea - one definite down side to using cloth diapers.

Somewhere in the mess of this past weekend, Margaret's first tooth popped through! I noticed it this morning when I gave her a bottle. It looks like it just came through, so it was probably within the last 12-24 hours that it happened (expert that I am ;) ). She took it so well, all things considered! Nothing like being hit with the flu and getting your first tooth in, all at the same time!

My baby is growing up... She's 7 months old today. Trying to crawl (definitely mobile, although not in any sort of formal way) and wanting to do everything for herself. Today was the first time that she really tried to take control of her feedings, too. She held the bottles so well. We tried a sippy cup, but she seems to want to play with it more than drink out of it. She'd rather sit straight up, which doesn't work too well when you don't understand that you need to knock your head back to drink out of a cup. But it was cute to watch.