The Girl has been sick-ish. Lots of saline nose drops and bulb syringe work as a result. Lots of crying. And least significantly: a beautiful weekend spent inside.

L is at the age now where she’s starting to recognize things — including bulb syringes. Which means she sometimes starts before the whole process starts. Then, the degree of difficulty increases significantly as she jerks her head from side to side, crying, snorting, and being generally miserable.

And so now that we’re at the point of L’s life we were all sort of looking forward to (the time when she’s not so fragile as when she was first born), we’re looking forward to when she’s able to communicate her needs, and, more importantly, we’re able to communicate with her.

“I know this hurts, but I need to do it so you’ll be able to breathe better.”