mothers day...

yeah, so my first mothers day was hopefully the worst one I will ever have!!!! I got to spend the first 1/2 of it in the ER. Yeah, Lexie was fine on saturday, we had went to a scrapbooking party and she had played with jordan and rhyann (2 teenagers that love to baby-sit her, they spoil her like crazy) and that evening she was cranky, but I thought it was because she hadn't taken a nap and had played hard with the girls, so anyway she woke up crying at 5:30 AM sunday which is so strange because she always sleeps all night. Anyways I got her out of bed and she was burning up, so i figured it was because of the teething thing and gave her some tylenol and rocked her back to sleep, well 8:00 she woke up again, i went to check on her and she was so hot, then she started throwing up and i took her temp and it was over 102. So I called my mom and hubby called my sister and asked both of them to come to the house and finish the food (because we were hosting mothers day and were expecting more than 30 people that afternoon) and off to the ER we went. Of course we get there and they happened to have a new doctor that day I was freiking out, as it was clear he knew nothing about babies. First he runs this thing over her forehead and says she doesn't have a fever. I was TICKED! I know my child, I had never seen her so limp, or pale, or felt her skin so hot! So I argued with him and said I just took it 20m minutes ago and it was high. So after 10 minutes of arguing, he takes it rectally, and wouldn't you know, SHE HAS A FEVER "AGAIN", (and the way he acted you would have thought it was up, went down on the way to the hospital, then spiked back up in that 10 minutes, I mean please, I am not a doctor, but come on that is a no brainer!) He kept insisting it was her teeth. NO!! So then he ordered blood tests, she had elevated WBC's, but he didn't see a need for any abx. SO hubby and I INSISTED he get her pediatrician on the phone, (which he finally does after acting all offended) then when he does, he says YES GIVE HER AN ANTIBIOTIC!! So he does, then they insist that she needs pedialyte and so I get a little down her and 5 minutes later they decide to swab her throat, so what happens? Of Course she vommits all the pedialyte!! DUH! Which by this time she has developed enough of a taste for that she decides she doesn't like it one bit and refuses to drink more. AAAHHHH!!! They call our local hospital "dead"-lawn for a reason! After a few more incidences we were finally able to go home. Lexie was really sick for 2 more days. She did go back to her pediatrician and nobody knows for sure what was wrong or why. It was hopefully the worst mothers day I will ever have. I have to back track on my statement, teething is no longer the worst or hardest part of motherhood! A sick child is! I have NEVER been more scared in my whole life! I Thank God that she is fine! Needless to say I was not a good host that day! But I think everyone understood.

decisions...

sorry about that last blog if it seemed i was complaining, well, i was, but i was also just venting, afterall, isn't that what these blogs are for? Anyways, I have a new frustration, well this is more of a "scared to death" thing, but hubby started physical therapy and his back is worse than it has EVER been, he now has pains down in his lower back as well as down both legs clear down to his feet. His doctor said to stop therapy immediately and have the MRI re-done, and then schedule...yes the dreaded word...surgery! I am scared but I can't admit that to him. The doctor also said the way they do the surgery is through the abdoman and said there is a risk that we will not be able to have more children. I am really scared. Due to previous medical reasons he was told he was at high risk not being able to have kids before Lexie was born, and it did take a long time to get pregnant with her, but this will make strike 2. I wonder are we being sent a message? I wasn't sure if I was done having kids or not, if we did have another one it would be only 1 more. It was suggested that if we want another one to try and get pregnant before the surgery, but I am not ready for that, even though Lexie is already 9 months old, I still feel like I was just pregnant, and I wanted a few years between my kids. I was thinking 3 years was a good amount. Besides, what if it took a long time again, then what, is he just supposed to wait and stay in pain just so we can have another child? I DON'T THINK SO!! I have been thinking and praying and talking to hubby and we have decided to leave it in God's hands, afterall he does know best! If we are meant to have another one we will, if not, we may adopt. There are so many kids out there that need good homes, we were planning to do that if we couldn't get pregnat with Lexie. There are just so many hard times and hard decisions coming up I'm afraid. We must just keep our heads held high, even though sometimes I feel like there is nothing else to do but break down. I have to be strong for him, I Love him so much and I don't want him to think anything else and I don't want him to get discouraged! I know he would do the same for me!

a glimpse into the future!?!...I hope NOT!!

so hubby and I had a very interesting experience for the last 4 days. We baby-sat for 2 extra kids while their parents went out of town and let me tell ya, I have had a reality check in cherishing the "baby" years. So, the girl is 7, and her brother is 8. The boy was absolutely PERFECT! The girl on the other hand, not so much. It was like having a teenager. She wouldn't eat much of anything because, "it was the wrong kind of cheese" or her smokey link touched the mac and cheese sauce, (so that ruins the whole link), or it may be distantly related to a vegetable of any kind. Or she didn't like that brand or that flavor or that size. I was so frustrated! She firmly told me her mom would make her a seperate supper if she didn't like what was made that night. (Well, call me mean and rude, but I didn't make her anything seperate)--and I am not playing that song and dance with Lexie. Anyways, she almost refused to take a shower because there is a mild rust ring on the bath mat, that doesn't come off, and she "doesn't take showers in a dirty shower" I was TICKED, that bath tub is NOT dirty, it is the tub I bathe Lexie in. I would not leave it dirty, I personally clean it! It isn't even a big stain, it is only a small ring. And the rest of the tub is WHITE! I was so mad, I told her that she had to take one or I was going to put her in the car and take her to her grandmas. Because I was fed up. Getting her ready for school was a trip too. She sat at the top of the stairs pouting. "Do I have to go to school?" "I don't wanna go to school" don't make me go to school!! I was so frustrated, but still made it on time, in fact I had them there one minute early. Yeah me! Getting her ready for church was another trip. They had sent her pants..."I don't want pants, I Want to wear a dress. TOO BAD!! This is what you got!! Making her brush her teeth was a battle as well. AAHH!!And sleep in sleeping bags? Never! That is like laying on the floor, so I had to put one in our bed and the other in the spare bed, and Hubby and I had to sleep in the living room...me on the couch and him in the chair (which wasn't too great for his back). Among these episodes were others, but there were also some good times too, just as long as I didn't need her to do anything. If that is what all 7 year old girls are like, then I dread those years! Hopefully they aren't all that bad!! Anyways, I was glad to see their parents were home on sunday. Hubby, Lexie and I came home from church and took naps. We all were so tired and glad to see them go!!