Newbies

Ughh... Someone hand me a cup of coffee with hazelnut creamer and a roll of cookie dough.  It's been a rough one.  Being newbies to this whole, parents of a baby gig, we panic at the slightest thing.  I know it comes with the newbie territory, but gosh, nothing makes a newbie feel more dumb than when you're called out on it.

Our darling, spunky, and down right cute daughter has been struggling with a diaper rash that even I have trouble not wanting to itch it.  She tosses and turns in her sleep constantly wanting to scratch it and drags her little body on the floor for relief.  So after we tried almost everything under the sun, we gave in and called the doctor.

Our ever so wonderful Kenyan doctor does not work weekends.  In fact, the clinic that we go to directs all panicking parents and ill ridden children to Extended Care.  Because we don't have medical insurance and our little one is covered under Medical, we take what we can get.  So we lugged ourselves the 30 minute drive to a low income family clinic and waited our turn.

After watching Family Game Night in the tiny lobby and seeing patient after patient go in and out of office, Yosselyn, as every single one of our nurses call her, was escorted by her daddy to the weighing station.  Joss wasn't having it, so the nurse gave up and guesstimated {seriously}.  We were situated in our room and waiting again for the doctor.

In walks an older gentleman who so proudly exclaims he's from India.  He takes a look at the rash, slumps into his chair and says "this must be your first child."  Uh, how can you tell?

I pretended it was no big deal and gave an annoying giggle then continued to ask questions as if I was so interested in what he was saying, but at this point all I could think about is how stupid I felt.  He said it was a basic diaper rash and most treatments take 5-7 days.  He suggests a homemade remedy, but hands us a prescription just in case to avoid us coming back.

Leaving the clinic, I did a little palm-to-the-forehead and slumped my shoulders down.  We were newbies and it was obvious.

So we're trying things out and hoping her little rash gets better.

To finish off our day, we went for a walk.

Mandy over at A Sorta Fairytale posted her trip to the park, and I had an itching to go too.  Seeing her little guy get on the swing was so exciting and I so badly wanted Joss to swing.  So we walked to our community park in our little housing track in hopes to take Joss swinging.  Well, our city budget cuts must have affected Parks and Recreation (LOVE THAT SHOW, btw) because our play area didn't have swings!

{She's a pointer.  She loves loves loves to point at anyone and anything she sees.}

So we did our usual walk around, picked up some trash with our "trash claw" and headed back home.

*Bummer.  Her rash isn't gone yet, but the remedy must have relieved the itching 'cause she's been passed out sleeping since 5pm.