CONGRATULATIONS!! IT'S A ......................

kidney stone..........

yep................

all that labor and it was nothing more than a 3mm kidney stone...........

Ever had one? I hadn't. until yesterday.

here's how it went down....................

I woke up about 5am feeling a little crampy.....My first thought was another damn bladder infection.........however, by 6am, as I am on all fours in my bathroom, I realized this was no damn bladder infection...........

I called the hubby, moaned and groaned, and tried to convince him that I did NOT need to go to the emergency room. I mean, come on, I am OVER the ER!! (that post comes later)

He, the smart man he is, called my dad for reinforcement. by 7:30 I am checking into the ER and explaining to everyone that would listen that I was in LABOR!! Yes, I know I am not pregnant but that is exactly what it felt like..........which for a brief second, reminded me of my first borns delivery and my hero plans of natural childbirth..........I ended up having natural childbirth, but I just changed what the definition was of NATURAL............Lots of drugs, Lots of drugs and the use of my vagina...........VOILA!! Aaalll Naturaaaal!!

Anywhoooooo................

Back to the ER story...........and my poor dad..............See, he had the pleasure of staying with me while the hubby took emme to daycare and figured out a plan for brayden...........

Did I mention the pain??? It truly was awful............so awful that I almost didn't even notice the HOT McDreamy Doctor, bow tie and all, that quickly agreed to my need for medication! HOT, I tell you HOT! And after an IV full of Demerol, I actually forgot my lack of shower, dirty clothes and unshaven legs.....I think I was hot! or not...........didn't care..........He was beautiful and I was in NOOOOOO pain......................

And thankfully after an ultrasound to check my ovaries, a CAT scan to check out my little baby kidney stone, I was pain free and congratulated on my delivery..........or partial delivery..........of this sweet bundle of joy.....apparently, my little stone is in my bladder waiting for round two.........Thank heavens for the prescription drugs with my little name written all over them!!

Well.....I may not be getting any younger...........

But my son is definitely taking off years of my life.........................

And yes, this is another ER visit post............I promise we actually have very boring and very normal things occur here almost all the time........however, last night was not one of them!

The hubby was working late and it was past bedtime.......Jammies were on and books were being gathered to read............

And I heard the fall.

I ran the four steps to my room and my son is on the floor and my daughter is just saying sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry...........I scooped him up, I think he was crying, I can't remember........but he immediately convulsed, eyes rolled back in his head and turned from pink to blue to purple.......

I started yelling his name, checked his mouth, tried to blow in his face to get him to catch a breath and then began administiring CPR...........Well, I say I.........It must have been Someone much more powerful than me. I could have never blown breaths into my own son.........

I grabbed my cell phone and called 911, spewing out nothing but my address while I held him and prayed and consoled emme who was sitting next to us, princess nightgown and all, calmly crying.

Together with the operator I did a few more breaths and finally saw his color start to change back to pink............although he still wasn't conscious............I was able to shift from crazy mama to get it together, handle situation and take care of business mama.

And then my sweet son came to and began crying.............As did I.............As did emme............And I finally took a breath.

The 911 operator gave me a second by second location of the emergency vehicles and I sent baby girl to the door to unlock it and I want you to know, that baby girl marched herself down the hall, turned on all the lights, including the front porch and unlocked that door!

The firetruck was here in less than four minutes...............Four very long minutes.............

The 911 operator hung up with me once the fireman got there........They checked him out, calmed me down and gave big sis very high props (And don't worry, brayden wasn't quite well enough to announce to them all that his big sister had pushed him off the bed!!) Ambulance arrived and it was time to get dressed and get to Scottish Rite.

Oh yeh, and it was time to call the hubby and grandaddy since I completely forgot about the home phone and I was on my cell phone with the operator.................Got grandaddy on his way to watch emme and the hubby on his way to meet us at the ER.

Now, back to the ambulance..............The one I sent away..............Because I was very confident I could get us their faster in the old mini van........Remember my other ambulance ride?? Well, I remembered. And it was hell...............So, damn it, I was doing it myself. I strapped my finally pink but very quiet and tired little boy into his car seat and waved goodbye to grandaddy and emme, in the pouring rain, and off we went.

I turned on the lights inside the van and just sang and chatted to him trying to keep him awake while I maneuvered onto 285. Did I mention it was pouring??? oh yeh, POURING! But onward we went............And then he vomitted..........And I screamed...........tripled my speed...........was completely incoherent on the phone with the hubby and pulled into the ER on two wheels............

NEVER AGAIN, NEVER AGAIN, WILL I TURN DOWN AN AMBULANCE RIDE!!

I scooped him and his FROW UP up and ran inside..........

Again, I will say, there are Angels that work at that hospital.....We got sweet boy cleaned up and checked in and back to a room very quick. And finally heard the hubby's voice coming down the hall...............We moved to yet another room and met the doctor.............As I went over the events, I think the hubby got a clearer picture of just how scary it all really was.........he grew a bit paler..........I know, shocking, cause he's already pretty pale!

They quickly did a CAT scan.........while we waited for the results, Brayden snacked on gatorade and crackers and played cars with his very relieved daddy..........I sat in the chair trying not to vomit myself from the smell that was all over me and pray that all the results came back good. And they did. We were home by midnight............where he slept peacefully..........unlike his daddy and myself.........

After a nice conversation with my pediatrician this morning, we have an appointment with a pediatric neurologist and even a very probable answer to what the hell this is!

Breath Holding spells..............A completely involuntary response to being frightened or scared and he will grow out of it..............Thank heavens.................I have suggested a helmet wearing option until he grows out of it because I am absolutely positive I do not want to do that again. EVER. We'll know more after our appointment but atleast I have something I can spend lots of time googling and researching, haha!!

And don't worry, not only is he back to normal..........I have caught him no less than 10 times attempting to jump on or off of something!! The only things not back to normal? The carseat and myself................God is good...........(But God? I am pretty sure that I believe you are good without all of these ER visits, I'm just sayin......)

Here's a picture from thanksgiving.........

And a special thank you to CiCi for the CPR class she offered at our daycare..........Please learn it.

The good, the bad & the ugly..................

A little weekend update, a few days late................. Here goes!!

THE GOOD..........
We had a very special little girl, Audrey, visit us this weekend while her Mom and Dad went to a wedding.......The kids play great and it's always fun....This weekend was no exception as we had 2 birthday parties to go to.............

Starting with Amelia's 4th Birthday..............Princess themed, of course!!

The Queen had everything looking so nice....................Right down to the INDIVIDUAL princess cakes that each little girl got to inhale!!


Here's the Birthday Girl, Princess Tiana, looking very princessy!!

And of course, no princess party is complete without Cinderella!!

There were lots of presents to open......................

Plenty of smiles........................

And curtsy's too!

Plenty of directing.............

And a little movie time, too...............


And as quick as we could, we changed out of our princess dresses and into our jumpy clothes, perfect for another party at Kangazoom!!

Where the boys got to join us and have some fun, too!

I would love to say that our crew of 4 girls and 2 boys went straight home and took wonderfully long naps.......but that would be a lie..............
More playing it was.....................

Now,

THE BAD................

My day actually started around 6am when the phone rang...........never a good sign..........It's my Mom on the other end telling me to come over right away.........So as quick as I could I ran out the door, leaving the hubby behind confused but awake...........I was pretty emotional by the time I made the 2 mile trek to my parents.........House was dark, so I let myself in, called out and walked to Mom's room.........

She uttered some noise so I am definitely in panic mode. Apparently, when she tried to get up she was so dizzy and nauseas that she couldn't get out of bed...........Honestly, I was relived. NOT what she wanted me to feel, obviously, but I had come up with some pretty bad possibilities on that two mile drive. None of which, I was going to handle very well. So, when I realize that everybody was ok (well, other than the fact that she couldn't get up) I felt like I could get in TAKE CHARGE mode alot better.

The first thing that came to mind was Vertigo.........Well, with Dad being out of the country and him having his lap top with him, I call the hubby to do a little internet diagnosis.........You know the Dr's love that!! Anyway, Mom wanted to call her sister who had had Vertigo before and Aunt Leola strongly suggested I take her to the hospital...............STRONGLY...............Now, just so you know, my Mom does NOT sleep in clothes. Yep, that's right. Naked. Dizzy. Nauseas. And it's just her and me..................

So, time to get dressed.........This took awhile but got done pretty efficiently. But once she was up, and her world kept spinning, out came the cookies............uggghhhh.............I hate vomit.......

And I realized I was NOT going to be able to get her down the steps, to my car, alone.......Fortunately, our friends had just moved into the neighborhood. So, WELCOME TO THE NEIGHBORHOOD, nothing like a phone call at 7:30 in the morning.....And even though Jason hung up on me the first time I called, I eventually got through, Laura went to my house so the hubby could come help me.........Bless this man..........Bless him!!

And bless the fine nurse who brought out the wheel chair and got us settled into the Emergency Room..............I'll spare you the details but after MANY hours, many viles of blood, some fluids, and a CAT scan.........We don't really know what it is. The nausea medicine seems to be helping but looks like it's going to take another visit to a Primary Health Physician before it's completely diagnosed.

I got her settled at home all the while the hubby is playing superDAD!! He has gotten a sitter for Big papa, two princesses dressed, taken to Ms. Laura for fancy hairdos, delivered to the birthday party only a few minutes behind schedule and is waiting on me with open arms when I fly into the party on two wheels after finally getting a shower and dressing myself!

SHEW.....................

Ready for THE UGLY??

here goes............

THE UGLY............

Welcome to Emergency Room visit number 2!!
That's right.............

While at the jumpy place, the boys decide that the party must continue, the hubby hasn't seen the friends new house since they moved in and why not tonight?? Just because it's been a long day, doesn't mean the fun should stop, right? RIGHT!!

Kids are in the play room, adults are in the kitchen.........Everyone is having a great time, kids are playing great............And then it happens...............A thud, a scream, and the tears.............Off we go to see what has happened.......Usually it's a push or a shove or someone has grabbed a toy, or won't share.......But this time, it involved a metal firetruck!! Right between her eyes............We think there was some climbing going on and Emme happened to fall off and land square on the edge.................

So, the hubby stayed behind to get baths, pjs and books read since my experience in the Emergency Rooms have been pretty lengthy............

However, we were in and out in an hour! Dr. Garrett was fantastic.......I mean fantastic!! I had decided that if they mentioned stitches, I would leave and go to Children's but if it was just gonna be glue, that we would be fine at the local hospital! And fine we were!

She didn't complain, she sat perfectly still and he couldn't have been more gentle. He did everything to him before he did it to her, INCLUDING the glue! He was great!

And man was I ready for Saturday to be done.......Girls slept great, and Sunday not only didn't bring any Emergency Room visits, it brought my Daddy home.................