Heath Bars, Reese's Cups, & Oh Henry!

 

Happy 1st Birthday Mags!

AR is very impatient and always has been!! She would fish for a little while and then she and Poppy would go ride around on the golf cart for a little while and then they would come back and fish...and so on. As I was leaned back in the chair getting the last bit of "caterpillar hair" removed from my eye brows, we heard Poppy come running of the front porch stairs. He barged in the front door in frantic mode and completely out of breath. Of course, I immidiately thought something was wrong but Poppy finally was able to spit out, "Get the camera, Little Bit caught her first fish!"

What a fun and special moment! AR is one special little girl!!

AR has had what Dr. Goldblatt calls chronic sinus infections. She has had a runny green nose almost every day since January. After confirmation from an xray of her adenoids and an ENT, we made her an appointment to have an adenoidectomy on April 28th. Even though it is a minor surgery, I knew she would be put to sleep which made me nervous. I planned on taking the entire day off to spend it with my recovering toddler! Little did I know what the night before her surgery had in store. As everyone knows, tornadoes hit Alabama over and over again well in to the night. Heath and I felt comfortable driving our little family home around 9:30 that night. Both babies fell asleep on the way home and never even knew we carried them to their beds. Going to bed was not so easy for me. I had to keep the news on to hear the latest updates and was still waiting for word on what hospital Jennifer had been sent to. Around midnight, I heard Westin stirring which would soon turn into inconsolable screaming. Heath and I bounced and rocked and patted all night long but nothing we did worked. From midnight until 4:00 am he fell asleep twice for only 30 minutes. At 4:00 am I gave him another dose of Tylenol I put him back in his crib to let him cry it out. I knew this behavior had to be because he had an ear infection and once the Tylenol kicked in he fell back to sleep quickly. However, after zero hours of sleep it was now time for us to start getting ready to make AR's 6:30 appointment that was an hour away. Aunt Sa-Sa gladly came over at 5:30 to keep Westin so we could focus on AR. AR slept the whole way to the out patient clinic and was barely awake when they called us back. They gave her some happy juice which turned her into a giggle box and took her away for her 30 minutes procedure.

Heath and I were glued to the news playing on the TV in the lobby. By this time, daylight had shown on all of the devastation and that is when we realized how awful it really was. All we could do was shake our heads in disbelief. During that 30 minute waiting time, we also got a phone call from Aunt Sa-Sa letting us know that Westin had woken up and was still inconsolable. I immediately called and made him a doctor's appointment for that afternoon. Dr. Davis came out while I was on the phone with the pediatrician to let us know all went well and she was in recovery. About 10 minutes later we were taken back to a screaming mad two year old who was doing everything in her power to rip her IV out of her hand. It took Heath and I both to hold her down but she finally gave up and fell back to sleep.

After an hour in recovery we were given the OK to take her home. She was in and out the whole way home but by the time we pulled in the driveway she was ready to run. By 9:00 she was hungry and bouncing off the walls. She spent the rest of the afternoon riding around in "Daddy's Truck" and spending time with the boys while Mommy took Westin to the pediatrician. To have been so upset for the the past 12 hours, Westin did an amazing job at the doctor's office. He let Dr. Goldblatt check both ears, his nose, and his throat without having to be held down or even crying. Dr. G confirmed that he did have an ear infection and told us that this was the last one before tubes.

We were given a antibiotic prescription and a smiley face tongue depressor and sent on our way. On my home from the pediatricians office I received the news that Jennifer had in fact been killed but it was still considered unconfirmed. Finally arriving home, I left the babies in the care of PawPaw and Daddy and went to bed.

Spending the entire day in 2 different doctors offices is rough enough. Add no sleep and an emotional 24 hours on top of that and I was done. Thankfully the days that followed would prove to be much better.

You are now 10 months old and in to everything!

You are weighing in these days around 21 lbs and 30 inches long which is a little above average. You have slimmed up so much these past 2 months. You are currently in a size 5 diaper {you have your Daddy's butt and legs} and 12-18 month clothes.

Mommy hasn't done a very good job trying to get you off the bottle so you still drink about 30 ounces of formula along with 4 jars of baby food and a sippy cup of water in between. You just decided that you don't mind eating stage 3 {chunky} baby food but you would much rather feed yourself. One day I will get brave and let you eat real food.

As of now you have 4 teeth, 2 on bottom and 2 on top. Teething symptoms haven't been bad because we have dealt with bronchitis and ear infections this months which meant 2 rounds of antibiotics, 1 round of steriods, and breathing treatments every 4 hours for 2 weeks. Why can't we keep you heathy?

You are crawling around everywhere and have gotten quit fast. I find you in your sister's room often rustling around in her wooden blocks and Mrs. Potato Head pieces and other "do not touch" items your sister has verbally labled. EVERYTHING goes in your mouth. We literally pull some kind of something out of your mouth EVERY. SINGLE. DAY! I'm not quit sure where you find half the stuff you get ahold of. A little vaccum cleaner is what you are. You are so proud of yourself because you can pull up on anything and have begun to get a little brave and attempt to couch surf. You crack me up by falling hard on your bottom everytime you're ready to sit down and then smiling real big when you get over the sudden jolt of it.

I am celebrating being a mother of two today! I can't get over that these two perfect babies are mine! They are such a blessing and are loved so much!

Happy Mother's Day!