Happy Mother's Day to all you moms and soon-to-be moms!
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
Birthday Celebration
We started off Todd's birthday celebration by going out to lunch to a place called Fritz's. There they have trains deliver your food to you instead of a waiter. The kids were mesmerized the whole time!
Lunch was followed by a trip to Deana Rose Children's Farmstead where Lucy rode a pony (for the first time!), the kids fed the animals, and got to see a cow being milked! The best part about this place was that it was all free! :)
It was getting close to bed time by the time we got home. We hurried and had dinner so we could have cake and open presents! Todd was surprisingly cleaner than I expected. I think he was too tired to really dig in.
Lucy trying to sneak a piece...
We celebrated Todd's birthday with just the four of us. It was low key and lots of fun. Lucy probably had the most fun out of all of us... I don't think she'd mind if we celebrated Todd's birthday all the time!
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
One Year Older and Wiser Too
Happy Birthday my sweet Todders!
I can't believe that it was only a short year ago that you joined our family. Life has been that much better because of you. You are so happy all of the time and you just have a love for life. I love rocking you in the middle of the night as you snuggle oh so close. I love chasing you up the stairs and watching you laugh as you try to get away from me as quick as you can. I love that as I am typing this, you somehow weaseled your way onto my lap to be front and center of what I'm doing.
Some things that you are up to these days;
*You are almost walking! You took your first step about 2 weeks ago and are nearly a pro. Just a little more practice and you'll soon be running!
*You love your little airplane toy. You do the cutest flying sound effect as you wave it around in the air.
*You are always on the go... it's hard for me to read a book to you or even watch a movie with you. You want to explore what's around you.
*You point to what you find interesting... which is everything.
*You are a great eater! Even if it's edible or not. :)
I love you, Todd! Happy birthday!
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Painting Hands
These two kiddos were making something special...
Something special for those special grandmas!
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Dry Spell
There are some weeks where I can hardly keep up with posts, and there are other weeks where I don't really have anything to post or don't really feel like it. This is one of those weeks.
It's been pretty low key around here.
I'm actually taking an online workshop right now.... so that is taking up a lot of my time and most of my thoughts. (I'm totally loving this class!!)
I'll be back to my normal blogging self soon :)
Friday, April 27, 2012
Just the Two of Us
Lately, Lucy has really been begging for special attention. She gets jealous so easily when we pay attention to Todd.
Her solution? Steal his binki, crawl around on the floor, and pretty much mimic everything that Todd does... including playing in the toilet.
My solution? Have a little mother-daughter morning... just the two of us.
We listened to Winnie the Pooh in the car (on tape-cassete).
made a stop at the post office
next was the library
then the park
and we finished it off with lunch at Wendy's
Not even a cute little Todd could get in the way of our special relationship. :)
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Again?
This morning I watched the sun rise as I drove Todd to the ER... again. Last time we thought he may had fractured his foot, but this time it was for a head injury. (He's not even a year old and we've already taken him to the ER twice! Goodness.)
Last night, I put Todd in his high chair and scooted him up to the table to munch on some snacks. I had my back turned to him as I was preparing a salad. I all of a sudden hear this big *thump*. I turned around and saw Todd laying on his back, still strapped in to his chair...wailing. I unbuckled him as fast as I could, swooped him up, and put a bag of frozen blueberries on the back of his head. It was hard to console him. Then he started having concussion like symptoms. He got extremely lethargic and wanted to fall asleep (even though he had just woken up from a nap about an hour an half earlier). We had to keep him from sleeping about 3 times. We did some little tests on him, and after all was said and done we figured he had had a minor concussion. About an hour after his fall, he started being his normal self again. He went to bed and all was okay.
He woke up at 3am and went back to sleep... again, just fine.
But then at 5:30am he woke up with an extremely high temperature and his little hard was beating as fast as a rabbit thumping his hind foot. He hasn't been sick at all, so of course I could only assume that his rapid jump in temperature was due to him hitting his head.
I took him to the only place I knew where at 6 in the morning... the ER. Normally I wouldn't have taken him and would have treated his fever like any other fever. But because he had just had a minor concussion 12 hours prior, I wasn't going to take any chances.
We got to the hospital and his temperature was 103. One hundred and three! I was really concerned... but despite my concerns, they all got pushed aside as I was told over an over again that the fever had no correlation to Todd's head injury. I was getting really upset because I just didn't believe them. I couldn't understand how Todd could go from being perfectly fine to having a temp of 103 within an hour and a half. I especially couldn't understand it when they'd tell me he looks "just fine" and his fever is due to his runny nose. Really? A runny nose?
We hung around the ER for a couple of hours and his temperature finally went down, but not much. They let us go home and we have an appointment to go back on Friday.
The thing that upset me the most was that the 5 people who told me that his temp had nothing to do with his head injury made me feel so dumb... like I didn't know anything. All I needed and wanted was a little validation for my motherly concerns. I didn't get any. I just got "his fever had nothing to do with his head injury" repeated to me in a slow and concise manner as if I didn't speak English.
There was nothing for me to do about it anymore. I had told them that their answer didn't satisfy me, and so in response they asked me if I wanted them to call my husband for me for support. Oh sheesh. NO...I'M FINE. Thanks for your concern though. (....was that sarcastic?)
I'm sorry... doctors get such a bad rap (my husband is going to be a doctor!). They're doing their job the best they can. There are just so many emotions involved that make things stressful, and doctors are an easy target to unload that stress on.
We've got to keep an extra eye on that boy.... I don't want to be going to the hospital again any time soon.
Last night, I put Todd in his high chair and scooted him up to the table to munch on some snacks. I had my back turned to him as I was preparing a salad. I all of a sudden hear this big *thump*. I turned around and saw Todd laying on his back, still strapped in to his chair...wailing. I unbuckled him as fast as I could, swooped him up, and put a bag of frozen blueberries on the back of his head. It was hard to console him. Then he started having concussion like symptoms. He got extremely lethargic and wanted to fall asleep (even though he had just woken up from a nap about an hour an half earlier). We had to keep him from sleeping about 3 times. We did some little tests on him, and after all was said and done we figured he had had a minor concussion. About an hour after his fall, he started being his normal self again. He went to bed and all was okay.
He woke up at 3am and went back to sleep... again, just fine.
But then at 5:30am he woke up with an extremely high temperature and his little hard was beating as fast as a rabbit thumping his hind foot. He hasn't been sick at all, so of course I could only assume that his rapid jump in temperature was due to him hitting his head.
I took him to the only place I knew where at 6 in the morning... the ER. Normally I wouldn't have taken him and would have treated his fever like any other fever. But because he had just had a minor concussion 12 hours prior, I wasn't going to take any chances.
We got to the hospital and his temperature was 103. One hundred and three! I was really concerned... but despite my concerns, they all got pushed aside as I was told over an over again that the fever had no correlation to Todd's head injury. I was getting really upset because I just didn't believe them. I couldn't understand how Todd could go from being perfectly fine to having a temp of 103 within an hour and a half. I especially couldn't understand it when they'd tell me he looks "just fine" and his fever is due to his runny nose. Really? A runny nose?
We hung around the ER for a couple of hours and his temperature finally went down, but not much. They let us go home and we have an appointment to go back on Friday.
The thing that upset me the most was that the 5 people who told me that his temp had nothing to do with his head injury made me feel so dumb... like I didn't know anything. All I needed and wanted was a little validation for my motherly concerns. I didn't get any. I just got "his fever had nothing to do with his head injury" repeated to me in a slow and concise manner as if I didn't speak English.
There was nothing for me to do about it anymore. I had told them that their answer didn't satisfy me, and so in response they asked me if I wanted them to call my husband for me for support. Oh sheesh. NO...I'M FINE. Thanks for your concern though. (....was that sarcastic?)
I'm sorry... doctors get such a bad rap (my husband is going to be a doctor!). They're doing their job the best they can. There are just so many emotions involved that make things stressful, and doctors are an easy target to unload that stress on.
We've got to keep an extra eye on that boy.... I don't want to be going to the hospital again any time soon.
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