Friday, November 25, 2011

Y3W: Poor Sick Baby

I was hoping yesterday was a fluke and that Gavin would feel better today, but it was worse. The silver lining is that Robert and I are off work anyway so we don't have to burn up any sick time, plus we get to battle it together, which always makes things easier.

Robert and I have been unbelievably lucky. I mean, stupid lucky. Gavin has never had colic or crying fits. Ever. So this is our first time dealing with hours upon hours of hysterics. Honestly, I'm so worn out from today that it's hard to even write this blog post. Gavin cried himself into 15 hours of sleep last night and he walked to his crib tonight.

We are going to the pediatrician tomorrow, the doctor on call said it sounds like it can wait until then. Just for the record, this is the 6th time I have been to the doctor or hospital in 8 days. That's just insane.

So here's to Gavin and I feeling better soon.

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Thursday, November 24, 2011

Thanksgiving Thankful Thursday

Theres nothing like a swift kick of perspective in your ass on Thanksgving morning. I mean really, it's like a script. I kind of feel like I'm in a corny movie.

Gavin had a fever that spiked to 103.1 last night which he's never had before (thankfully) so we took him to the pediatrician to be sure it was just a cold and nothing more serious. Luckily, our pediatrician's office is open until 8 for just this scenario (thankfully). She did a strep test and the rapid was a negative (thankfully). She said he probably was just battling a nasty cold and to just keep up the Tylenol (thankfully).

About halfway through the morning, the poor little guy started screaming in pain for no reason and then he'd stop for 5 minutes and then scream for 10 and stop for 7. You get the idea. This went on for a few hours and we were starting to worry. Mostly because he stopped eating, which, well, my child has NEVER refused food. I called my mom and told her we would be latest best and tht we might not be able to make it at all. My poor guy was struggling to break a fever and was obviously unhappy. Right after I hung up the phone with her, he crawled out of his daddy's lap and walked right to me with a huge smile on his face (thankfully). Hmmmmm. He has been out of it for hours. All of a sudden, he's fine (thankfully). And just like that, he was all better (repeat thankfully).

We made it to dinner (thankfully on so many levels) and he didn't have another episode all day (a lot of people are thankful for this one). We had to leave a little early because he was exhausted after such a tiring day, but we made it and had a great time (thankfully).

I've never had a Thanksgiving where my blessings have been shoved in my face so blatantly. We have a healthy child. This was the first time this has ever happened. We have a wonderful family to spend Thanksgiving with. These things are forgotten when money gets tight or you start thing about all the things you would like to have and don't, but it's important to remember the basic things. health and family are easy to take for granted, but they are so very important.

I hope everyone had a wonderful day, however you chose to spend it.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

When Baking Goes Wrong

I guess I should save this for tomorrow's Wordless Wednesday, but I couldn't resist.

See, what had happened was...I tried to bake pumpkin bread loaves for Robert's pot luck tomorrow. He wanted mini loaves and not 2 regular loaves. The recipe said it could make 6 loaves. We had 5 mini loaf tins. I tried to make the batter fit into the 5. No one ever informed me that you're only supposed to fill them up to the 3/4 mark. I was so proud that I made it work with 5. I did not make it work with 5, as you can see. I was sorely mistaken. I'm not even going to post a picture of what the oven looks like..yikes.

Monday, November 21, 2011

I Tripped...

And I fell. Now I'm getting help to get back to the me I know is there, deep down inside. I'm so thankful for those close to me that support me and love me no matter what.

Today I took the first dramatic steps towards treatment. I'm scared, but also excited to see all the vivid colors and laugh with my whole body. I'm so looking forward to those moments again.

This will never beat me. Never has. Never will.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Day of Fail

It started okay. Plans for a family brunch at my favorite restaurant. Then my step-dad couldn't make it. Then my husband didn't want to come because it would be all girls. Then an argument with the hubs. Rough start, but not a fail yet.

Brunch with mom and Gavin was awesome. Check one in the win column.

My mom and I took Gavin to get a haircut because we had a family photo session this afternoon. The last haircut at home didn't go well at all. Gavin had developed a fear of the clippers. So I warned the stylist and he predictably had a meltdown. So we ditched the clippers and went for the scissors. Still had a meltdown. It took my mom and I to hold him still and he still only got half a haircut because I couldn't take it anymore. This led to a huge tip because I felt so bad for the stylist. She obviously takes pride in her job and wanted to finish, which I understand, but it just wasn't happening. Yep, that would be a fail.

We get home after a little light shopping and I put Gavin down for a nap before the photo shoot. He's overtired so he fights it tooth and nail, but he finally goes down. Ten we have to wake him up to get ready for the photo shoot (he got over an hour of sleep. I didn't expect him to sleep so long). So then he's cranky. Great. At this point, I don't have much faith in the photo shoot going well, but hey, it's happening.

We show up to the studio and Gavin refuses to smile. Huge surprise there. So we decide to go outside. We've taken about 5 minutes worth of pictures when Gavin trips and slams his head into a rock. When he gets up (wailing, of course) there's a small bump on his head. We decide to go inside to get some ice on his head. By the time we get inside, the small bump has transformed into a HUGE knot. I've never seen anything like it. When we try to ice it, he flips. So we call it a wash and go home. I will be shocked if we get 2 good pictures out of the deal between him not smiling and it only lasting 5 minutes.

So, to recap, I come home with my poor baby boy with a huge knot on his head and a crooked, half done haircut and nothing to show for it.

I'd call that a fail day.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Eve Carson 5K

Today, two lovely ladies and I participated in walking the Eve Carson 5K. It was a chilly morning, but a really great time. I felt so proud to participate in such a great event. Eve was an incredible young woman and while I am saddened by her very tragic death, it was really moving to see so many people there supporting the things that she cared about so much. I was truly honored to be a part of it.

Right before the finish line, there were students holding up signs that read out a quote from Eve about staying strong to the end. It was such a great way to end the walk. See the three shadows?

Our completion time. Not last place, but damn close!