Our little angel Ivy May has a cold, which brings about all sorts of dilemmas like how on earth is she going to blow her nose. She's not even sure if that really is her nose, let alone what the green slimy stuff getting in the way of breathing is. As for us we're in a constant state of panic wondering if she is going to stop breathing in the middle of the night.
To settle our neerves I ventured to the pharmacist to get some tiny litlle nasal drops for tiny little noses. unfortunately they had runnied out of stock. No problem says the pharmacist. just put your mouth over hers and suck the snot out yourself.... You hear all sorts of funny advice as a parent
Our little angel Ivy May has a cold, which brings about all sorts of dilemmas like how on earth is she going to blow her nose. She's not even sure if that really is her nose, let alone what the green slimy stuff getting in the way of breathing is. As for us we're in a constant state of panic wondering if she is going to stop breathing in the middle of the night.
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