Saturday:
Matt and Kellen went to the used furniture shop today and Kellen tripped over a couch and landed with his upper cheek (immediately below his eye) on the corner of a coffee table. So....Matt calls and tells me that he's taking him to the ER...took him to there to get it looked at - the doctor decided to glue it instead of getting stitches. Matt said the doc told him that either way (stitches or glue) it was going to scar. All-in-all, Kellen was quite the trooper!
Let me just say, when Matt called to tell me about this, my brain went ALL KINDS OF CRAZY because he mentioned that it was right below his eye. WHEW! It was SO MUCH worse in my head than what it really is! Not that it looks wonderful or anything, but my brain went to worst-case scenario there...
Afterwards we went to McD's for a post-ER treat...(Gotta' go and get me some of that Mederma for kids to work on that scar!!)
Sunday/Monday:
Kellen went with Daddy and daddy dropped him off at MawMaw and PawPaw's...He spent the night with them, and came back today with daddy after he got off of work. Straight to school...and to the start of a new classroom - kind of. He napped (rested is more like it) in his old classroom and then spend the rest of the day in his new classroom. He's officially a jellyfish now...no more seal.
Now Tatum is sick.
I got the call from daycare this afternoon and picked her up...she's alternating between her sweet and smiley self and just miserably coughing. Poor girl! She doesn't have much of an appetite and is running a low grade fever as well. When I listen to her chest, I can hear her rasping when she's breathing.
*sigh*
We're going in tomorrow morning to the dr...not our regular doctor because we couldn't get in to see him until late in the afternoon tomorrow, but another one at UPA...
Does it ever end?
Monday, July 30, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Sunscreen Spray Scare
So last night, I sent Kellen to brush his teeth (he brushes them first, then I brush them) while I was putting some laundry in to wash. In the midst of doing that, I heard a bloodcurdling scream come from the direction of the bathroom - how it didn't wake Tatum in the next room is still a mystery to me. Anyway, I run to the bathroom to discover Kellen holding his eyes and screaming, and see the sunscreen spray laying out. After I ask what's wrong and what happened - yell really, to be heard above his screaming - Kellen tells me that he's sprayed sunscreen in his eyes.
Unfortunately, what I suspected, but OH MY!
I pick him up and carry him to our bathroom, put a towel down on the sink, flip him upside down and hold his head under the faucet in an attempt to rinse his eyes out. As I'm washing his face off, I can feel the sunscreen all over his face. I'm trying to calm him down, but what he's screaming most is that he wants a hug. (Insert breaking heart here...because I CANNOT stop trying to wash his eyes out). I'm talking him through this, "Sweetie, your eyes are burning because of the sunscreen and I have to put the water on your face and in your eyes to get the yucky sunscreen OUT of your eyes. Help Mommy and open your eyes for me under the water so we can get them rinsed out." I finally started making a dam-like contraption with one of my hands so that the water would pool around his eyes and then had him blink (as best he could and would).
After about 5 minutes of this, he begs me to get in the shower. At this point in time, I texted Matt with "Call home asap."
So we strip and hop into the shower...same kind of thing...head under the spray, blink lots and lots. Except that he wasn't really blinking much because the water and his eyes were hurting. Poor baby!
Matt calls a few minutes later, asking what's wrong. I give him the Cliff Note version. So, talking Kellen through it even more, I told him that I was going to open his eyes under the water - did he want me to do both at one time or one at a time? He opted for one at a time...I had him "hug" me with his arms and legs and then used my right hand to open up his left eye - got that under the water, and we did that for a few minutes, but it was getting painfully obvious that Kellen was so very DONE with this whole thing. He just kept begging to go to bed.
Then the door to the shower opened up. Matt had decided that enough was enough and he was so much more needed at home...and had come home from his workshop/class and went into EMT-mode. He took Kellen and had Kellen talk him through what had happened...did an informal eye exam to make sure that Kellen had full use of his vision, including peripheral, talked about whether or not Daddy looked fuzzy, etc. Then he took him into the other bathroom and had Kellen re-enact the spray (pointing down to the ground) so that we could actually see how much sunscreen Kellen had sprayed (not that much).
All told, I had been washing his eyes out for about 20 minutes by the time Matt had gotten home...Kellen told Matt that he only got it into 1 eye, and he told me that he got it into both. By looking at his eyes, I would say that he got some into both eyes - they were both red and bloodshot, but definitely the bulk was in his left eye...which was pretty swollen when we were all through.
Lots of cuddles, hugs, kisses, etc later, he went to bed.
This morning, he runs into my room, excited to tell me that his eye doesn't hurt or burn him. And that he's NOT going to do that again!
The kicker of this whole thing...it's totally OUR FAULT that this happened because the sunscreen was someplace that he was able to get it. Locked cabinets don't work, because he knows how to open them.
*Sigh*
Unfortunately, what I suspected, but OH MY!
I pick him up and carry him to our bathroom, put a towel down on the sink, flip him upside down and hold his head under the faucet in an attempt to rinse his eyes out. As I'm washing his face off, I can feel the sunscreen all over his face. I'm trying to calm him down, but what he's screaming most is that he wants a hug. (Insert breaking heart here...because I CANNOT stop trying to wash his eyes out). I'm talking him through this, "Sweetie, your eyes are burning because of the sunscreen and I have to put the water on your face and in your eyes to get the yucky sunscreen OUT of your eyes. Help Mommy and open your eyes for me under the water so we can get them rinsed out." I finally started making a dam-like contraption with one of my hands so that the water would pool around his eyes and then had him blink (as best he could and would).
After about 5 minutes of this, he begs me to get in the shower. At this point in time, I texted Matt with "Call home asap."
So we strip and hop into the shower...same kind of thing...head under the spray, blink lots and lots. Except that he wasn't really blinking much because the water and his eyes were hurting. Poor baby!
Matt calls a few minutes later, asking what's wrong. I give him the Cliff Note version. So, talking Kellen through it even more, I told him that I was going to open his eyes under the water - did he want me to do both at one time or one at a time? He opted for one at a time...I had him "hug" me with his arms and legs and then used my right hand to open up his left eye - got that under the water, and we did that for a few minutes, but it was getting painfully obvious that Kellen was so very DONE with this whole thing. He just kept begging to go to bed.
Then the door to the shower opened up. Matt had decided that enough was enough and he was so much more needed at home...and had come home from his workshop/class and went into EMT-mode. He took Kellen and had Kellen talk him through what had happened...did an informal eye exam to make sure that Kellen had full use of his vision, including peripheral, talked about whether or not Daddy looked fuzzy, etc. Then he took him into the other bathroom and had Kellen re-enact the spray (pointing down to the ground) so that we could actually see how much sunscreen Kellen had sprayed (not that much).
All told, I had been washing his eyes out for about 20 minutes by the time Matt had gotten home...Kellen told Matt that he only got it into 1 eye, and he told me that he got it into both. By looking at his eyes, I would say that he got some into both eyes - they were both red and bloodshot, but definitely the bulk was in his left eye...which was pretty swollen when we were all through.
Lots of cuddles, hugs, kisses, etc later, he went to bed.
This morning, he runs into my room, excited to tell me that his eye doesn't hurt or burn him. And that he's NOT going to do that again!
The kicker of this whole thing...it's totally OUR FAULT that this happened because the sunscreen was someplace that he was able to get it. Locked cabinets don't work, because he knows how to open them.
*Sigh*
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
The volcano erupted
So this morning as I was feeding Tatum, I noticed that she was doing her business. I stopped feeding her, sat her up, and started burping her...thinking that I would let her finish, change her diaper, then proceed with her breakfast.
Well, a minute or so passed when I felt something seeping through my jeans onto my leg...let me indicate now that I was already fully dressed for work at this point in time. I looked down, and see a volcano of poop seeping out of her clothes. Yes ladies and gentlemen, her poop was defying gravity -- going up her diaper back, halfway up her back, over the top of her cute little shorts, and then running over the top, and down onto my leg and onto our recliner, looking remarkably similar in consistency and texture to the oatmeal mixture that she has decided she loves and has been eating.
Oh my, oh my. How DOES poop defy gravity?
Well, a minute or so passed when I felt something seeping through my jeans onto my leg...let me indicate now that I was already fully dressed for work at this point in time. I looked down, and see a volcano of poop seeping out of her clothes. Yes ladies and gentlemen, her poop was defying gravity -- going up her diaper back, halfway up her back, over the top of her cute little shorts, and then running over the top, and down onto my leg and onto our recliner, looking remarkably similar in consistency and texture to the oatmeal mixture that she has decided she loves and has been eating.
Oh my, oh my. How DOES poop defy gravity?
Monday, July 02, 2007
Weekend madness!!
My goodness!!!!
So.........
Matt went on Thursday and picked up our new (not brand new, but new to us) TV...a 55" one...According to Kellen, it's, "A big FAT TV!" It stayed in the back of my van for a few days until he and I were able to get it out and into the house yesterday (ok, mostly him...but I DID help some). TV is now a completely new experience over here!!
We traded in Matt's truck for an '03 Chevy Trailblazer on Saturday, then get back to Conroe to find out that Tatum had finally mastered rolling over from her back to her belly. She hasn't finished cutting the two teeth that she's working on, but I think she's getting pretty close!
Weighed her on Maw Maw and Paw Paw's scales this weekend and she's a whopping 16 pounds. We'll see what her "official" weight is tomorrow morning when I take her in for her 4 month check-up. Wow! She blew past Kellen's growth curve already...I think she's almost gained a full 2 pounds JUST in the month of JUNE!!! Amazing! Someone asked me what she was eating, and when I replied, "Nothing, she's just nursing," asked me what I was eating! LOL - My reply, "Anything I want!"
Kellen's asking for more swim lessons, and for a turtle (he got that from HigglyTown Heroes...but he's not letting it go). Swim lessons we can do...not to sure about the turtle.
So.........
Matt went on Thursday and picked up our new (not brand new, but new to us) TV...a 55" one...According to Kellen, it's, "A big FAT TV!" It stayed in the back of my van for a few days until he and I were able to get it out and into the house yesterday (ok, mostly him...but I DID help some). TV is now a completely new experience over here!!
We traded in Matt's truck for an '03 Chevy Trailblazer on Saturday, then get back to Conroe to find out that Tatum had finally mastered rolling over from her back to her belly. She hasn't finished cutting the two teeth that she's working on, but I think she's getting pretty close!
Weighed her on Maw Maw and Paw Paw's scales this weekend and she's a whopping 16 pounds. We'll see what her "official" weight is tomorrow morning when I take her in for her 4 month check-up. Wow! She blew past Kellen's growth curve already...I think she's almost gained a full 2 pounds JUST in the month of JUNE!!! Amazing! Someone asked me what she was eating, and when I replied, "Nothing, she's just nursing," asked me what I was eating! LOL - My reply, "Anything I want!"
Kellen's asking for more swim lessons, and for a turtle (he got that from HigglyTown Heroes...but he's not letting it go). Swim lessons we can do...not to sure about the turtle.
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