Monday, November 14, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Reid...and the constant getting into what he shouldn’t
Last year, while at Julie’s, Reid told Julie there was a bead in his poop, as he was sitting on the potty. I’m sure Julie was puzzled because first of all, why would a two year old think there was a bead in his poop (even if he swallowed one, why would he think there would be one in his poop??). But sure enough, there was something there. Julie, God love her, dug it out and kept it for me so I could see what it was. It wasn’t a bead. It was actually one of those decorative pebbles that people use to put in vases and such. So after some probing, I found out that he must have gotten into something at Dad & Beth’s that had those pebbles in it (which actually turned out to be a magnetic pebble). “Bead” out. Crisis averted.
Earlier this year Reid told me he had a hanger in his ear. I looked at him and said “Hanger, what do you mean by hanger?” He just stood there looking at me and said “Hanger in my ear”. I thought he was pretty full of it because obviously, he didn’t have a hanger in his ear. So I asked him which ear, he pointed to his left, I bent his head over sideways and there was a screw, perfectly placed sideways far enough down that there was no way I could pull it out with my fingers. I looked up at Rod, he ran and got the tweezers, and Reid just stood there calm as can be. Rod pulled the screw out, with no objections from Reid. After it was all over, I thought “Wow what a photo that would have made.” I mean it was placed perfectly sideways, just laying there waiting for the right moment to slip down in and be lost. “Hanger” out. Crisis averted.
So yesterday, as we were sitting in the dining room, Reid was playing with Gauge’s magnetix. One of those toys that a three year old shouldn't have (and an eleven year old brother should know to not leave laying around). Small pieces, small balls. So I heard something in Reid’s mouth (I have this weird sense of hearing that I can hear something even in the next room and know exactly what the kids have gotten into. I know...weird) and as I asked him what he had in his mouth, he said “I choke”. I freaked. I could tell there was something in his throat. He could breathe. He could talk, but it looked like he was trying to swallow a pill that was stuck in his throat. In just a few seconds, he swallowed it completely. Then I freaked more. He told me what he had swallowed, a small metal ball. I already pretty much knew that’s what it was by the sound it made in his mouth. I think this time, Rod freaked too (which isn’t good because I am the one who freaks out, he is the one who keeps us calm). He was about to grab him and run to the emergency room. Since Reid was no longer choking I asked Rod to wait and I called the nurse at our doctor’s office. After I talked to her, I was relieved. She said it would probably pass through him in the next three days, but I would need to make sure he had no abdominal pain or vomiting. And the ball would need to make it’s way out in the next three days or I would have to call the doctor. So, for the next three days I have poop duty. Yippee for me!
Earlier this year Reid told me he had a hanger in his ear. I looked at him and said “Hanger, what do you mean by hanger?” He just stood there looking at me and said “Hanger in my ear”. I thought he was pretty full of it because obviously, he didn’t have a hanger in his ear. So I asked him which ear, he pointed to his left, I bent his head over sideways and there was a screw, perfectly placed sideways far enough down that there was no way I could pull it out with my fingers. I looked up at Rod, he ran and got the tweezers, and Reid just stood there calm as can be. Rod pulled the screw out, with no objections from Reid. After it was all over, I thought “Wow what a photo that would have made.” I mean it was placed perfectly sideways, just laying there waiting for the right moment to slip down in and be lost. “Hanger” out. Crisis averted.
So yesterday, as we were sitting in the dining room, Reid was playing with Gauge’s magnetix. One of those toys that a three year old shouldn't have (and an eleven year old brother should know to not leave laying around). Small pieces, small balls. So I heard something in Reid’s mouth (I have this weird sense of hearing that I can hear something even in the next room and know exactly what the kids have gotten into. I know...weird) and as I asked him what he had in his mouth, he said “I choke”. I freaked. I could tell there was something in his throat. He could breathe. He could talk, but it looked like he was trying to swallow a pill that was stuck in his throat. In just a few seconds, he swallowed it completely. Then I freaked more. He told me what he had swallowed, a small metal ball. I already pretty much knew that’s what it was by the sound it made in his mouth. I think this time, Rod freaked too (which isn’t good because I am the one who freaks out, he is the one who keeps us calm). He was about to grab him and run to the emergency room. Since Reid was no longer choking I asked Rod to wait and I called the nurse at our doctor’s office. After I talked to her, I was relieved. She said it would probably pass through him in the next three days, but I would need to make sure he had no abdominal pain or vomiting. And the ball would need to make it’s way out in the next three days or I would have to call the doctor. So, for the next three days I have poop duty. Yippee for me!
Here's to Another New Beginning...
I can’t believe I started, kept up on (somewhat), and then just pretty much gave up on keeping up with my blog. So today as I was reading another blog, I came across a website that could turn your blog into a book, Blog2Print. Cool, huh? So now I am totally inspired to start blogging again. I plan on printing the book up to as much of 2010 that I have completed and starting a new book for 2011. Maybe once I have the book in my hand, it will keep me on track for this year.
I'll be keeping my fingers crossed that I stay on track, but a few small reminders here and there couldn't hurt. Hint, hint :)
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Ten Tales from Ten Years Ago
I know this is technically 2011, but I found this that I had typed up and planned on posting in 2010. So this is my official
final 2010 post (four months late, lol) I guess that with Gauge’s birthday being two days ago, it made me want to post this even more...
Ten years ago it was the year 2000, and I 22 was years old and...
1. We had survived the Y2K scare, which obviously I wasn’t too worried about because I feel asleep before 10 p.m. on New Years Eve and woke up after midnight to see that the world hadn’t come to an end. I truly think it was a huge hoax to make money.
2. Gauge was born in April. My first pregnancy, my first child, my first boy.
3. I was in my first year of my new job at the Courthouse and knew then how lucky I was to have that job.
4. I thought that 30 was old and I guess somehow thought that my life would end at that point. I wanted to be married, done having children, and comfortable with exactly what I had, so I could be done making any accomplishments...because after all, I would be too old to accomplish anything. Haha! How naive I was. I had no idea how little I knew.
5. I also naively thought that there was no way I could ever love another child as much as I loved my sweet baby Gauge at that time. Although that love for Gauge has never ceased, it’s actually increased by the tons, it’s amazing the room you have in your heart for all the children that call you mom.
6. Less than a mile from my house lived the soon-to-be love of my life (and now husband) and his daughter, Alyssa. We had never met even though we lived in the same small town.
7. George W. Bush won the presidential nomination against Al Gore. I wasn’t too involved at politics at that time, but having a political job sparked my interest, so I was quite disappointed because I, as most of the rest of the Democrats in the county...felt like it was all 'fixed' since he didn't win the most popular votes in the country.
8. I started going to church again more regularly, and I feel that my personal relationship with Jesus Christ was renewed and the seed was planted to make it grow.
9. My Godson Nathaniel passed away the day he was born, on July 11. Michelle & Kris (his parents) lived in Bowling Green at the time, and Nathaniel was born in a hospital up there by emergency c-section, so I never got to see him until at his funeral. He and Gauge would have been a mere 3 months apart in age had Nathaniel lived, and there are still times that I think of what great friends they would have been throughout their lives.
10. I learned that I was much stronger than I knew and that I could make it raising Gauge on my own. We all know it didn’t turn out that way, but for that amount of time, I even surprised myself at how much I was able to do on my own.
final 2010 post (four months late, lol) I guess that with Gauge’s birthday being two days ago, it made me want to post this even more...
Ten years ago it was the year 2000, and I 22 was years old and...
1. We had survived the Y2K scare, which obviously I wasn’t too worried about because I feel asleep before 10 p.m. on New Years Eve and woke up after midnight to see that the world hadn’t come to an end. I truly think it was a huge hoax to make money.
2. Gauge was born in April. My first pregnancy, my first child, my first boy.
3. I was in my first year of my new job at the Courthouse and knew then how lucky I was to have that job.
4. I thought that 30 was old and I guess somehow thought that my life would end at that point. I wanted to be married, done having children, and comfortable with exactly what I had, so I could be done making any accomplishments...because after all, I would be too old to accomplish anything. Haha! How naive I was. I had no idea how little I knew.
5. I also naively thought that there was no way I could ever love another child as much as I loved my sweet baby Gauge at that time. Although that love for Gauge has never ceased, it’s actually increased by the tons, it’s amazing the room you have in your heart for all the children that call you mom.
6. Less than a mile from my house lived the soon-to-be love of my life (and now husband) and his daughter, Alyssa. We had never met even though we lived in the same small town.
7. George W. Bush won the presidential nomination against Al Gore. I wasn’t too involved at politics at that time, but having a political job sparked my interest, so I was quite disappointed because I, as most of the rest of the Democrats in the county...felt like it was all 'fixed' since he didn't win the most popular votes in the country.
8. I started going to church again more regularly, and I feel that my personal relationship with Jesus Christ was renewed and the seed was planted to make it grow.
9. My Godson Nathaniel passed away the day he was born, on July 11. Michelle & Kris (his parents) lived in Bowling Green at the time, and Nathaniel was born in a hospital up there by emergency c-section, so I never got to see him until at his funeral. He and Gauge would have been a mere 3 months apart in age had Nathaniel lived, and there are still times that I think of what great friends they would have been throughout their lives.
10. I learned that I was much stronger than I knew and that I could make it raising Gauge on my own. We all know it didn’t turn out that way, but for that amount of time, I even surprised myself at how much I was able to do on my own.
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