Friday morning my sitter called me, she was concerned about a rash on the Peanut. I called our pedi and was told as long as the rash didn't spread, it was probably the end of her ear infection. I picked her up Friday afternoon and the rash on her chin disappeared. Her legs still had little bumps on them but for the most part it looked like it was clearing up. I drove home, got her fed, and put her pj's on for the ride to her G-dad's house where she would be spending the weekend. Still sounding pretty good?
Here's where our plan starts to unravel. For starters, when we arrive in St. Mary's my husband asks me "Where are her clothes?" Are you wondering where her suitcase was? Yep, in Baltimore. Awesome, right? I drove to Target and got a weekend's worth of undershirts. socks, pj's and outfits. When I got back to my father-in-law's I checked on her rash. This is what my poor baby's belly and legs looked like. AWFUL! I stripped her down to a onesie and crossed my fingers it would be gone in the morning.
No such luck. Back to Baltimore we went to take her to the pedi. Our Peanut has a penicillin allergy. This horrible looking rash, which got worse, couldn't be treated with any medications. It had to work itself out. I checked with the pedi and got the okay to leave her with G-dad to continue on to our mini-vacation. Despite an itchy rash covering 60% of her body, she was in a great mood.
Things started to pick up from here. We did a little shopping, for us and for her. We checked into our hotel, which was amazing (thanks to the recommendation from my co-workers, even though we had very LOUD neighbors) and headed out for a night on the town.
We made a trip to the Ocean and even though it was too cold and too rainy to put my toes in the sand it was still nice to see waves crashing while enjoying a beer in hand. We spent the night rekindling an amazing friendship we share. I forgot how much I enjoyed spending (alone) time with my husband. Our friendship is probably my favorite part of our relationship. We can talk for hours about absolutely nothing.
We packed up Sunday morning, had breakfast at a little hole in the wall and ventured back to Baltimore to reunite with the Peanut and the Tuck. Despite a chaotic start, it really was a nice weekend. And the Peanut's rash is definitely improving. The fiery rash has been replaced with hives.
On the plus side, the Peanut has figured out how to use her hands to eat finger foods. She picked up a several puff last and ate it by herself for the first time. Very cool thing to watch her figure out how this whole eating alone thing works! All in all it was a great weekend. In parenthood, there is no such thing as easy. It just took me awhile to figure that out. Onward and upwards!
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