Sophie scared me a little today by throwing up after her bedtime feed. It was the first time she'd ever vomitted and I think both of us were a little freaked out. I suspect it was because she'd over-eaten. She'd already had a full milk bottle and then insisted on being breast-fed and once I put her into bed she threw up over everything and started crying. Luckily the aiyi was just at the door and ready to go home, so I SOS-ed her to come back to help clean up the room (sheets, floor and bed!) whilst I calmed Sophie down with a bath and brief nursing before putting her to bed Part 2.
That little incident scared me somewhat because I realise how lucky i had been in terms of Sophie's health. Thus far, she's not experienced the discomfort of any kind of illness (touch wood - I hope I don't jinx it by typing it!) despite living in one of the world's most polluted cities, and I guess that must at least be in part due to all that breastmilk she's consumed since birth.
I'm not so lucky (wasn't a breastfed baby!).
I'm currently having a sore throat and runny nose. I went for a massage at a spa yesterday, and the room was COLD and I think I must have caught one despite asking them several times to turn up the heating. It was a pretty expensive spa by Bejing standards, so I am really quite annoyed.
The only glint of bright light now is that I finished that piece of work that I was plodding through and have just sent the invoice (and hope to be paid soon).