Sunday, January 30, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Luke is now the proud owner of a Schwinn roadster tricycle... bright red, chrome fenders, and a wood deck off the back. Daddy couldn't be more in love with the bike, or enamored with its rider. I think he wishes that he could have one just like it.
For a while, Luke wasn't coordinated or tall enough to ride the new trike. Though he really wanted to ride, his feet couldn't reach the pedals and he would get frustrated easily. The tricycle got dusty in the garage. Luke and Nate would look sadly at the forlorn Schwinn whenever they were nearby.
Ahhh... true love. Just like Shakespeare, though, parting is such sweet sorrow... coming inside after a trike ride typically involves bribery or a temper tantrum.
Monday, January 24, 2011
If I knew who wrote these beautiful words, I would give them their incredibly deserved credit. I've read through this poem a dozen times and still cannot keep a dry eye.
Blessed are you who take time to listen to difficult speech, for you help us to know that if we persevere, we can be understood.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Me: Do we need x-rays, CT scans to rule out anything wrong?
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Ask the question. Wait for the tongue click. Wait for the smile. Take the photo.
Monday, January 17, 2011
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness...
Matthew has, apparently, been studying up his American history, and now understands the basis for the Declaration of Independence. Freedom. Fun. Independence. Scare your parents. All the things our forefathers thought about when writing the Declaration back in 1776.
For a kid who just started to crawl during the week of Christmas, he is now a happy, independent, crawling, thrill-seeking, pulling up, falling over, bump your head, do it again, freedom-finding, fearless dare-devil!
And the true exclamation point, the "where has my baby gone?," "boo-yah, Mommy, looky here what I can do" moment... totally unposed. That is brother Luke's encouraging, bad influencing hand you see in the right side of the photo.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
I am not kidding (although this photo is a reinactment of actual events). My first thought was "is he dead?"
I yelled to Oma and our certified nursing assistant to come upstairs! I needed back up. Then I rushed to Luke's side to ensure that he was breathing. He was. And I suppose I should have gotten an actual photo then, however my immediate thought was to straighten out his neck. I laid him down gently... horizontally... to sleep out the remainder of his nap. Then we all had a good long laugh. And then I woke up Will.
How on earth could he have fallen asleep like that?! I feel so bad that I don't actually know how long he was sleeping in that position! Wouldn't that hurt?
Tonight before bed, I had Luke sit on his bed in the actual location and position of his nap earlier today. I know that this afternoon's incident was not him faking sleep, because when I guided him through the reinactment, he couldn't close his eyes without squeezing them shut and couldn't close his mouth unless I reminded him to.
You can't fake this! You can just blog about it.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Will is on the front end of the cold that Luke gave him... how's that for brotherly love! He's coughing a lot (but not gagging... I guess that's a good thing!) and generally very congested. Last night, he woke up 6 times to be readjusted or have his nose sprayed with saline. He's just miserable.
Though Matthew also has a cold, we are starting to think that his underlying issue is teething. The Slavik boys are all late teethers, and almost-9-month-old Matthew still has a toothless grin. When Luke and Will turned 1, Will had JUST broken through his first tooth. Luke didn't have any. You have to keep in mind that they were preemies, and were really only 9 months "corrected age" at the time.
So... Matthew is due a tooth. Or four. He's really cranky one minute, perfectly happy the next. He is usually happy playing on the floor, but has taken to pulling on people's pant legs to pick him up all the time (so cute). He's miserable during diaper changes because his poor behind is so raw. And he's waking up a couple of times a night for no apparent reason.
Nate and I alternate waking up with each of these boys when they need attention. And poor Otis leaves our room whenever Matthew (still in the bathroom to sleep) cries. He finds a quiet, but much less comfy spot on the office rug until the crying subsides, and then we hear him click down the hall as he makes his way back to his comfy bed in our room. Otis isn't as good at Luke at sleeping through all the noise.
I used to be a say that I couldn't function on less than 8 hours of sleep each night. Then I had kids, and that number changed to about 5 hours of sleep a night. For the past week, I think my average night's rest has been about 4 hours a night, and that's with several interruptions. I usually have 5 or 6 blog post ideas floating around my head at any given time, just ideas that I have during the day.
I seriously have no blog post ideas right now. My creativity is gone with my lack of sleep! So for now, I'm just going to gripe about my lack of sleep, and hope that things look up in the kids' health department so that you have more interesting things to read in the next couple of weeks!
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Luke loves wearing Nate's lacrosse gear, especially his arm pads and helmet. So I took some photos of him today with Nate's hat on... cracks me up that I always seem to take pictures of Luke when he has no pants on. He reminded me of a bobble head doll bopping around with the helmet on!
I am not exactly sure when pee-wee lacrosse starts, but I have a feeling that whenever that time is, Luke is going to be the first one on the field!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Over the past week, Will has really been having a tough time. He had a day's worth of vomit about a week ago. Because we thought it might be shunt-related, General Patton took him to the ER. They did a shunt tap and determined that Will's shunt was working fine. They sent Will home with anti-nausea medication and he seemed to do better for about a day or two. For the next couple of days, he started to become more irritable. He only wanted to be held and nothing we could do was right.
On New Years Eve, Will had a seizure. It wasn't like his typical seizure - it lasted a lot longer and seemed to affect him more. We were on the phone with the pediatric neurologist for a long time and going back and forth on whether to take him in to the ER. Ultimately we all decided that Will seemed fine (yet tired) and we would let him sleep and re-evaluate in the morning.
Well on New Years Day, Will was inconsolable. We tried everything we could - singing, eating, napping, playing, riding in the car. For a few minutes Will would be ok, but the next second, he was screaming. He seemed altered, which (along with the seizure) pointed us back in the direction of a shunt malfunction.
General Patton packed up the car and he and Will were back to the ER. After a couple of hours, the doctors were able to determine that it wasn't a shunt malfunction... Will was backed up. Like in the #2 kind of backed up. As far as the x-ray could see backed up. Ouch.
So it appears as though he had a stomach virus (which caused the vomiting), which lowered his seizure threshold (causing the seizure) and caused his innards to run amok (backing up his bowels). After a healthy dose of laxative jet fuel, General Patton opted to stay the night with Will in the hospital in the case that pain management was necessary.
So General MacArthur stayed home with Luke and Matt. Luke has had a cough since Wednesday, which isn't too unusual for him in the winter time (due to his lasting lung damage from being on oxygen for so long in the NICU). We have a nebulizer for him when he gets sick, which he gets twice per day during the winter and is usually ok. But yesterday afternoon, it definitely started to get worse.
Matt has been a little congested over the past day or so as well. Didn't seem like a big deal until he woke up in the middle of the night last night with a fever of 102. I gave him Tylenol and finally he fell off to sleep, but his breathing seemed labored. I watched over him for a few hours until Luke woke up hacking like he had a hairball.
Our pediatrician isn't open on Sunday. Most aren't. I hunted around for a Sunday urgent care facility that would see kids as young as 8 months. Let's just say that they are few and far between. But we finally did find one in Wake Forest with an appointment in 30 minutes, and we were off to see them.
They gave Luke 2 more nebulizer treatments when we arrived because his pulse-ox was low. Matt got one as well, because he had started to wheeze. After about an hour in the office, the boys were breathing better. They were both diagnosed as having "the crud" and we had a prescription for antibiotics. We are also on a strict nebulizer schedule for the next couple of days with both Matt and Luke. Let's hope things continue to stay quiet here on the western front (yes, I know that General MacArthur wasn't on the western front... heck, he wasn't on the eastern front either ... but "all quiet in the Pacific theater" just didn't have the same ring to it).
General Patton is still at the hospital with Will. He's going through diapers hourly. That's a good sign (unless you're the one who has to change them...). The pediatricians are trying to make sure that Will is truly on the up and up before they send him home, which means a lot of visits from a lot of different -ologists. We have good luck with some specialties, and want to slap some others. Hence the Patton reference.
The hope is that Will is healthy and regulated today and can be released. But if he has to stay in the hospital for another night just to be sure, we're ready for that too. It is a good thing that Nate and I both have a high tolerance for stress and that we're both highly capable parents! It is tough to try to deal with all these things separately, but we seem to be doing ok.
When we thought we were going to have the weekend as we planned it, we had grand plans of going hiking yesterday, doing tons of laundry, going grocery shopping, putting away Christmas stuff (I know, exciting stuff... I feel an Old School reference would be appropriate here). Since all has quieted down at home, I've been able to get through the laundry. The other stuff is going to have to wait... thankfully we aren't eating MREs just yet.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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We hope that you had a wonderful New Years celebration! Happy 2011!