Daily life again

Tilda and I have been virtually confined to the walls of our house for a week by now. We have both caught a bad cold, but this time it was much easier for Tilda to cope with everything. For me too, because her breathing was not nearly as bad as the first time. We were told to slacken off  and so we did, with a few short trips to get fresh air. :) The worst of this infection is over and the real problem for us was more like that we were (are) not allowed to visit granny under any circumstances. Her immune system is too weak at the moment due to the chemo. She is strong and has even managed two calls this week and we are happy about it. There will be better times for us to spend time together.But the hugs are missing. :( I know I am greedy. But at the moment things are actually getting much much better for her, so we feel like everything goes the way we hoped it would. 

Tilda is 20 weeks and 2 days old today. :) Imagine that, it almost feels like she has been here with us forever, almost. I wouldn't want to miss any moment with her and when you have time to think about these things ... wow. We are grateful and happy.

We definitely have been kept busy here. :) For the last week our honeybee has also started chewing like mad on her hand or any toy she could grab. I thought she might be getting closer to having her first tooth, but I am not sure as there are no other signs yet and at the moment I think her slightly uneasy nights are due to the infection. Well, besides, I could wait much longer for her first tooth, because of nursing (and because nip-torture is supposed to be hubby's department). 

We are talking and singing an awful lot throughout the day, and I do not mean that I am the only one talking then! Tilda replies and tells her own stories in her own style of chatter. She even comments when I do some of the dishes in the kitchen. It is a kind of ritual for us and I do that simply because she loves it at the moment. Our dishwasher would usually hold more, but that would spoil the fun for Tilda. :) I put her into the baby carrier so that we face the same direction (kitchen sink), and I can smell her all the time because her hair is right at my nose. :) And when I do the dishes, we talk. She is always pretty excited about plates. She is ok with cups or glasses, spoons are fine,  but for some reason she enjoys plates, anything round and big. Maybe because she can put them into her mouth and chew them? Maybe it is that I have praised the advantages of plates too much? Dunno, but she wants them in her hands, no, in her mouth. Tasty! ;)
She cannot even really chew, because we have not started solid food yet, but she munches away on a good old plate, chewing, savouring the delicate flavor of clean pottery. Yummy.

I hope you all have a wonderful second half of the week!