Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Huck is 6 months old!

I'm a little late posting this, but better late than never!

Huck weighed 16 pounds and 4 ounces and was 27 inches long at his 6 month check-up.

He has been sitting up on his own for about a month now. He is so close to crawling. He gets up on all fours and rocks back and forth, but just can't figure out how to get started. He is army crawling and can get pretty much wherever he wants doing that. He is a huge mama's boy. If he doesn't see me he is fine, but once he does he fusses until I pick him up. He is even worse than Finley was and I didn't think that was possible. He HATES baby food. We just started last weekend, but so far he gags when I put it in his mouth. I think I may take a break for a week and then try again. He still nurses every 2-3 hours. He is still not sleeping well. Some nights are better than others, but most nights he wakes up at least once per hour. I read something the other day that said the fun kids don't sleep a lot!

We tell him all the time he is lucky he is so cute or we would throw him away! He is getting better and if he turns out to be as happy as Finley all the fussing will be worth it. He still likes to be worn a lot so he is in the Ergo several times a day. His "witching hour" is around 5 so I just put him in the Ergo and get done what needs to be done. 

I really need to go through his stuff and put away all the newborn things, but it is so hard. Every time I think about it I want to cry! There are days when I'm ready for him to be more independent and entertain himself and then there are days where I want him to go back to that little 8 pound baby with dark hair that was so very sweet.


 Now he takes a bath in the regular tub because he is to hard to hold onto in this one!
                                      Asleep in the ERGO!
                                            Best friends!



 He looks so guilty in this picture, like I caught him doing something he is not supposed to do!
                                                 Practicing crawling
                                             Delicious foot!




Friday, October 19, 2012

Tyler is 15!

Tyler turned 15 on October 7th. His actual birthday was kind of crappy since Bella was in the hospital but we had a little family party for him on the 6th complete with pizza and a peanut butter ice cream and chocolate cake from Bruester's! I just can't believe it! It seems like yesterday he was going to preschool and now he is a freshman in high school.

We truly could not ask for a better son. He is hardworking, makes good grades and a great older brother. We are very proud of him.

I'm VERY nervous about him driving and I'm leaving the teaching up to Jason. I'm sure he will do great once he gets the hang of it if he ever gets his permit! He still hasn't read the book so I'm not sure when he will actually start driving.



 
                        15 years old and 6 months old on October 7th!
 Awesome shot of Tyler heading the ball at one of his soccer games.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Bella's trip to the ER

Bella came home from school on Thursday and wasn't feeling great, but she didn't have a fever and she thought she was just tired.

She woke up Friday morning and was ready to go to school because she was having a friend coming over to spend the night Friday night and we were going to Gardendale's homecoming game. When she got home from school on Friday she was still excited, but she said I'm cold for some reason. I took her temperature and it was 100.2. I called and cancelled her sleep over and she was so mad at me! I quarantined her to the downstairs den because I didn't want Huck or Finley around her. She went to bed Friday night around 8. Tyler went to homecoming and then went to a party so I picked him up at 12:30 and then came home and got in bed. Around 1 AM Huck woke up to eat and I heard Bella. Jason got up to check on her. She wasn't having a hard time breathing, she just sounded really horse when she was breathing so she drank some water and it got better. She slept on the couch so she could wake us up again if she needed us.

The next day her fever got a little higher, but never above 100.6. Her throat was really sore and she couldn't really talk so I was thinking she had strep throat and we would have to go to the doctor first thing Monday morning. We had a little family party for Tyler's birthday and Bella tried to stay away from everyone. She went to bed around 9. No fever, no coughing, breathing normal.

Huck was up eating Sunday morning and I looked at the clock when I heard Bella stumbling up the stairs. It was 1:58 AM. Jason got up with her again, but a few minutes later came to get me. He said you need to look at her, I don't know if she is really this sick or if she is being dramatic. I walked into the bathroom and I was trying to ask her questions, but she was looking all around and kicking stuff. When she finally looked at me I was scared to death! She looked terrible. She was gray, her eyes were sunk in, and it was almost like she wasn't there. I told Jason she had to go to the hospital. I ran to my room to put on some jeans and we were out the door. I kept looking back at her on the way and she never looked any better. I got to children's hospital in about 10 minutes. I'm still not sure how I found it because I hadn't been to the old one in years and I definitely didn't know how to get to the new one, but I found it immediately and pulled into the ER. The valet person was getting someones car and I had to wait a couple of minutes for him to get there. It seemed like a couple of hours. I decided I was going in and I would come out later and move my car, but he pulled in as I was getting Bella out of the car. I drug her into the ER and the lady at the desk asked why we were there. I told her she was having trouble breathing and when she looked up at Bella she asked if that was her normal color. I said definitely not and she told me to bring her around the desk. She checked her heart rate and oxygen levels and then grabbed a desk chair and told her to sit down and then she ran her down the hall yelling at people that she needed them in a room now. Two doctors and 5 or 6 nurses were in there starting an IV, hooking up the heart monitor, attaching the oxygen reader to her finger, starting a breathing treatment, drawing blood, taking x-rays, and talking to me. They got her breathing under control, but 20 minutes later she started having problems again so they had to do a second breathing treatment. That thought they may have to intubate her so they brought the cart to her room. They gave her steroids through her IV and called an ENT to come look at her throat. Jason called around 3:30 and Huck would not go back to sleep without me there so we decided to exchange. He drove to the hospital and I got in his car and came back home. The ENT stuck a camera in her nose and down her throat. Her throat and voice box were so swollen they could barely get it in there. They decided to send her to PICU because they wanted someone to watch her constantly so if it happened again they could treat her before she got so bad. She ended up spending the night in PICU because they were still worried about her and didn't want to risk it. They continued to give her steroids and started antibiotics just in case it was bacterial.

She was moved Monday afternoon to a regular room and spent the night there. They did a few more test on her Tuesday morning and she was discharged around lunch time. I took her to the doctor today for a recheck and the test results showed she tested positive for the flu! No one ever mentioned that and the doctor was a little surprised that she had it. She just had a really bad case. Yesterday was the first day that she was noticeably better. Today she is almost back to normal, but still tired. Hopefully by Monday she will be 100% better and back to her old self. That was definitely the scariest night of our life. I've never had to take any of my kids to the emergency room and I hope I never have to again! I'm so glad that Finley and Huck didn't get it because as bad as it was on Bella, it would have been worse on them. The nurses and doctors at Children's were great and when she was in PICU and there were all those extremely sick kids around her it made me realize even more what I already knew, we are so lucky to have healthy kids!
                                              Sunday afternoon in PICU
                       Monday afternoon in her regular room eating a happy meal!