Saturday, April 24, 2010

A fever again?!?

Matthew is sick, yet again. I feel like he is always sick. He has only been well for maybe a week! I get so frustrated with this part of being a mother. Matthew is running a temp of 103.4. No other symptoms, just a fever. I do not want to be THAT parent. You know, the one who runs their kid to the doctor every time he sneezes. I don’t feel like I take him to the doctor that often, but I have a hard time deciding when is the right time. He could running a high fever and feel horrible, I take him in and...NOTHING. Just a virus. He will get better on his own. Sometimes I take home and three days later he develops more symptoms and I have to take him BACK to the doctor. On the flip side, Matthew has a nagging cough at night for 3 weeks, nothing else, just a cough. I finally end up taking him to the doctor for dehydration because he stops eating and drinking, and guess what! He has had walking pneumonia for 3 weeks! WHAT!?! I felt like a horrible mother. I just feel like I NEVER make the correct choice. I wish there was a magic meter that said, " take him to the doctor."
Matthew is not a “sickly” child, but since he has had pneumonia, they say he is more susceptible to get it again. I am always afraid that I will wait too long and something little will have developed into something serious. Sometimes I just feel so helpless and unsure…

Saturday, April 17, 2010

All Aboard!

Today we celebrated Matthew's 4th birthday. I cannot believe that my baby is going to be 4 in a few days. It seems like just yesterday I was pregnant with him...
I was so happy to be pregnant. I will never forget the feeling. All my life I wanted to be a mother. We tried to keep the secret from our families until we went to the doctor, but I could not contain myself. My pregnancy was fairly smooth, no sickness, no pain, if I had not seen the ultrasounds and my clothes weren't getting tight, I would have not known I was pregnant. Then in February I was diagnosed with Preeclampsia and gestational hypertension. In March, the Monday after Spring Break, I was placed on bed rest. That lasted for a little over a month. The first week, bed rest was very nice. I was so tired, but after the first week, I was tired of laying in bed! Seriously, there is only so much TV one person can watch. (I watched 3 seasons of Dawson's Creek!)
After I was placed on bed rest, I became "high risk" and went to the doctor 2 times a week, every Monday for a check up and ultra-sound and then Thursday for a stress test. During one of my ultrasounds, the technician noticed an irregularity in Matthew's heartbeat. I was sent straight to the hospital for monitoring. The next morning I was sent to the ROC, which is the high risk doctor at Erlanger. My doctor told me to prepare myself for the possibility of an emergency delivery, just in case. By the the time, we got to the ROC, the irregularity had almost fixed itself. They said that we would continue to watch it for the remainder of the pregnancy. After this scare, I did not got to the doctor by myself anymore.
On Thursday, April 20 I Michael's mom took me to the doctor, just like normal. My blood pressure was extremely high when I got there. The doctor asked me if I was ready to see my baby. I said, "Definitely!" He told me to go eat a good lunch, then go to the hospital. Judy and I went and ate at O'Charley's and then went to the hospital.
Because my blood pressure was high, they were going to induce slowly. They did not start my pitocin until Friday afternoon. I was expecting labor to be much more painful. All Friday night, the nurse repeatedly came in to ask me my pain level. I kept waiting for it to get much worse, so I kept saying..."Maybe a 2." Finally, the nurse said that there was no way. My contractions were off the chart, but I was not feeling them. We figured out that I was having back labor. Still not as bad as I had anticipated.
Saturday morning Dr. Hunter came in and said, "I hope you are ready because you are going to have a baby today." She did not give me the option of not getting an epidural, because of my blood pressure. I am thankful for my sister. I do not think Michael would have made it through the epidural. Finally it was time to push. I pushed 3 times and I had a baby. :) The entire experience was much different, and easier, than I expected. I was blessed to have a wonderful doctor and terrific nurses (one of which was Courtney Brose! Thanks Courtney) by my side the entire time.
I still remember every event just like it happened yesterday. It makes me sad to think that Matthew is going to be 4. I always think, "I love this stage. I want him to stay this age forever." However, with each new stage, it only gets better.
Ok...enough reminiscing. Now for some birthday photos. Matthew is going through a Thomas stage. He got a Thomas train table for Christmas and choose to have a Thomas birthday party.

With work, master's classes, VBS planning, EHT training, Special Olympics, IEP's...I did not have time to make an elaborate cake, so I settled for cupcakes.

I was pleased with the way they turned out. I think they looked really cute.

Matthew received so many wonderful gifts. Mimi and Pop Pop gave him tickets to go see Thomas at the TN Valley Railroad (pictures to follow) and Mamaw and Papaw gave him tickets to the aquarium!

Every time I asked Matthew what he wanted for his birthday his response was a new basketball and soccer ball, so that is exactly what he got. Aunt Terrie, Uncle Mark, Drew, and Bryce gave him a new soccer ball and shin guards for the upcoming soccer season. We gave him a new basketball. He was so excited!

Happy Birthday to my Big Boy!
Life is Good.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

We have been blessed with two extremely good sleepers. We we convinced that since Matthew was such as good sleeper, there was no way Miles would be. Boy were we WRONG! Miles loves his bed even more that Matthew. When Miles is ready for bed, he lets you know. We are actually a little worried about vacation this year because Miles will only sleep in his bed. I don't know how we got so blessed.
Life is Good.

Monday, April 5, 2010

Hoppy Easter!

Easter was so fun this year! Matthew was excited about everything and was able to fully participate and realize what was going on this year. He enjoyed dying eggs and was able to do a lot of it on his own. Both of my boys love stickers, so after we colored the eggs, we decorated them with stickers galore!

I had to help Miles just a little, but he had just as much fun.

We hosted an Egg Hunt for Michael's family. We hid a total of 124 eggs for 5 kids (two of which are 1 year olds and could care less!) They all had a blast!

Miles was not interested in hunting eggs. He only wanted to swing. I did trick him into picking up an egg so I could get a picture. (Right after this was taken, he threw the egg across the drive way! Good thing it was plastic!!!)

I am in LOVE with the boys Easter outfits. They are so me. I kinda pushed Michael to his limit with them though. He is not a huge fan of dressing up shorts, or the Chuck Taylors, but I thought he was going to have an aneurysm when I pulled out the hats! He had to admit that the boys looked pretty darn cute. (Uncle Kenny nicknamed Matthew "Matty'O Brien").
I was unable to get a good picture of the boys together wearing their hats.

The boys with their Easter Baskets!

These are a few of my favorites!

Candy Monsters!

Life is Good.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Swiper, No Swiping!

Matthew was a perfect baby: slept good, not too demanding or whiny, and didn't get into anything. Then...along came Miles. Miles is into EVERYTHING! Matthew has had a small step stool in his bedroom since he was about 14 months old. We put it by his door so he could turn the lights on and off. That is exactly where is stayed, never moved once, until Miles came along. Miles drags the stool all over the house and uses it to reach things he should not have. One day we were all in Matthew's bedroom playing. I noticed that Miles had wandered off and was very quiet. I walked into the kitchen to find him sitting in the middle of the dining room table playing with my flowers. You get the picture...INTO EVERYTHING! Miles also picks up anything you lay down. From the time he could crawl, Miles would take anything Matthew laid down, from a sippy cup to food. If Matthew noticed, Miles would take off running. Anyway, Matthew has given Miles a new nickname...Swiper. Matthew loves Dora and has started saying, "Swiper no swiping! Swiper no swiping! Swiper no swiping!" whenever Miles is around. It is the funniest thing. Michael and I have even started to call him that when he takes things like the phone or the remote. We are even thinking of dressing them up as Diego and Swiper for Halloween. He may be a handful, but I would not trade him for the world.