Last week I took Erin to the doctor’s for her pre-school appointment. I didn’t even really know that this was a thing. We got a letter through saying it was time for her injections and the receptionist on the phone said we needed a 20 minute pre-school appointment. I had no idea what to expect apart from the obvious injections. The appointment was more useful than I thought it was going to be though and I got to have a really good chat with the nurse about anything I was worried about. One of the
For the longest time Erin has been a fussy eater… or so I thought. I remember it all starting when Erin was maybe just over 1 and she had a bad case of tonsillitis that resulted in a hospital visit. It might have just been a coincidence but this is the time when I remember Erin’s eating habits changing. She seemed to go from being the child who would eat and enjoy absolutely anything to being the child who would pretty much only eat some form of bread. Erin is now 3 and a half
Erin used to be such a good eater. While we were in the weaning stages I made sure I got her to try all different kinds of foods and cooked up loads of different meals for her. I meal planned religiously, although that sort of doesn’t really work for her anymore. I am such a fussy eater myself and I never wanted Erin to be the same, which is why I put so much effort and thought into what she eats. Sometimes, certain things have gotten in the way of how well Erin has eaten.
You may have seen a few weeks ago some awful pictures of Erin. You see, she took a bit of a tumble and hit her head on our very hard, stone fireplace. She ended up with a pretty big hole in her forehead, blood everywhere and a very panicked and scared Mummy! I stupidly didn’t really research enough about safety options for this when it came to toddler proofing the house. I think I pretty much covered everything else with safety locks and having furniture attached to the wall etc. but I didn’t sort out
Earlier this month Erin took a nasty fall and really hurt her head, resulting in a call to 999 and me being extremely scared. After I posted a couple of pictures to Facebook I had one pretty crappy comment, which I honestly wasn’t expecting. I didn’t post the photos to ask for sympathy but instead to show what Erin had done and how. Anyway, the comment said ‘I thought ambulances were for life-threatening emergencies?‘ I thought I would write a post about calling 999 and why other parents had done in the past. The comment