Jackson is 16 months today! Wowee!! I swear every age is a new and fun time at our house. He is such an awesome little boy and everyone thinks it too! His laugh is TOP NOTCH! Straight from the bottom of his belly comes this laugh that makes you laugh too. His smile lifts my heart and makes me feel better. Now he is all boy and I do mean 110%! He runs everywhere he goes. He is mischievous. He loves to get into things he knows he shouldn’t, so much so that he now knows to shake his head no when you say the word. Which would be fine except now he tells us no by shaking his head when we ask for something or want him to eat his veggies! He is talking a lot more (well for him). He says Dada, mama (which is my personal favorite), Dixie (our pooch), doggie and kitty and once he actually said Jackson. I know it sounds way advance but my mom was there and when he said it we both looked at each other and said did he just say? He has learned the sign for ‘more’ which he uses only if it is something really good like banana pudding. He can also say and sign baby. All of these are dependent on his mood, but at least we know he can do it. He is a total helper. He loves to help with the dishes which means he closes the dishwasher, sometimes he is a little too fast with his help. He is learning to follow some simple directions and goes and gets his ball or picks something up and hands it to you.
When I was pregnant and not knowing anything about what being a mommy would be like. All I felt was the urge to protect, I had said that I didn’t want Jackson to play football or hockey- high impact sports for fear of him getting hurt. This was told to my Aunt M, who being a veteran mom of 3 (one of which is a Michael if you have one you know) thought this to be quite funny. Well, fast forward to a couple weeks ago.
We have had another ER visit with Jackson-man. Like I said, he runs everywhere. He was running after my mom when I called him back to the kitchen for breakfast. I was walking out of the kitchen when I heard a loud bump and knew he had run into the wall. In our house, the baseboards are decorative and where the wall pokes out in a corner, they meet at a point. This of course is where he hit -- a couple inches either way and he would have been fine. I quickly picked him up and his forehead was already covered with blood. I recently had surgery and have no vocal range, so my scream sounds like I am very mad at a talking level. My mom came back and we worked to get Jackson to calm down and stop the bleeding. After a couple minutes, a light bulb went off and I remembered the cherished pacifier. This allowed us to get the bleeding to stop so I could call the doctor. This time I was told to pass Go and head straight to the ER. Luckily no waiting there and the doctor came in and said she could either use glue or stitch it up. Glue was less likely to scar but a much higher risk of him busting it open. Yes, when my child does something he really does it- he is always right on the edge of not being something big but they are pretty sure it is. Jason and I looked at each other and knew---stitches. He was a trooper, they wrapped him up in a burrito and for the first half he didn't cry or move. Then realizing that he couldn't move, he started to get very upset. I have much the same reaction, so I can't blame him. We were able to get through and he had 4 stitches. We called him Harry Potter since he had a scar on his forehead. And if we had any doubt that we should have gone with stitches, he fell the next day and it started to bleed and the day before he was due to get stitches out he busted open 2 of them. I have no idea how except he is a tornado. My Aunt reminded me of what I said when she heard of the latest saying that I was worried about contact sports. Well, this is what I get- His life is a contact sport.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
It only takes a second
You know how people always say it only takes a second. It is true your whole day can change in one second. Thankfully these life-changing seconds don't happen every day and some times they are great like when you meet your true love and the moment when you see your baby. Sometimes they are bad. People always give you the advice when you have kids that you can't let them leave your sight for a second cause something bad could happen. Well something bad, but minor in the grand scheme of things happened and Jackson couldn't have been any closer to us.
Jason has now joked that afterward our scary doctor visits with our son have begun. For me it started as I got a call from Jason while I just sat down to get my nails done. Jackson was screaming in the background and all I said was what is wrong? no answer so I asked it again. Jason says Jackson was playing with one of our pillows on the floor while he put on his shoes. Jackson stood up to walk and then tripped over the pillow and hit his head on our wooden bed rail. Jackson falls all the time he isn't afraid and most of the time he gets up shakes it off and keeps going. Jason said he waited to see if Jackson reacted. When Jackson started to cry, he swooped him up and saw some blood. First instinct was he busted his lip, but luckily Jason tried to investigate and then he saw it... a flap of tongue not connected. He wasn't sure that is what he saw, but on top of that Jackson's mouth kept filling up with blood and then he would swallow it. At this time, he called me. I tell him to go to our pediatrician's office. I get off the phone and get up and tell the ladies I have to go. Even though I was further away I actually beat them to the doctor's office. The whole way there I am on the phone with the call center telling them we are on the way. I love our doctor's office! They call us right back and the doctor comes right in. She even remembers when she saw us last and knew she hadn't met Jason before. She looks at his mouth and I can see the flap and that his gum is all black around where his top tooth has been hanging out in his gum for 3 months. She says it will need to be sutured, but we have to take him the Children's ER. So away we go. We arrive and luckily they check us right in and take us to another waiting area with Disney movies playing. We had seen a sign saying the wait time was an hour so we were prepared. Jackson had luckily stopped crying before getting to his ped's office and she had given him Tylenol before we left. Course he wasn't digging being held the whole time- he is a mover and a shaker. Right at 45 minutes, a nurse comes and takes us to a room. Right away the doctor comes in and asks us how it happened. I had already felt we had told the story 20 times little did I know I would tell it 50 more. He goes on to say how the tongue heals so well that they rarely do anything unless it is in danger of it falling off. Well we had already seen it and I knew it wasn't going to fall off, I would say it was about 1/3 of the width that was separated. Then he takes a look and says "Well I think I am going to get a second opinion"..uh huh right...the second doc comes in and says "Yes I would stitch it and I have a high tolerance for tongue injuries"...Great. Then we have the anesthesiologist come in and says they were going to make him very sleepy but not under. He was saying basically they will just lay there with their eyes open. Once again great… this is what scared me the most just not knowing how he would react. You always hear these horror stories of people not waking back up or who don't do well with the medicine. And he is so little but what other choice did we have. Then the nurses come in and are trying to put in the iv, they poke around in his right hand for 5 minutes while he proceeds to scream and cry, then give up and try the left hand for 5 more minutes then switch off and they finally get it. The Plastics Doctor comes in who will be doing the stitching comes in and talks with us how the procedure will be really quick and he will have 2 stitches. Jason did joke that Jackson was too young to be having plastic surgery. They all come back and say ok are you ready and out loud I said no. I mean at this point it was all happening so fast and I wanted to cry, scream and really I wanted to pray. Luckily they got distracted cause someone I don't remember who hadn't come in and I guess timing was key, so they said "oh we will be right back". We huddled together and said a prayer for him. Then we were as ready as we were going to be. We got to be by his side while they gave him the sleepy medicine. It was horrible- seeing him just be Jackson one second and the next second motionless with his eyes open and staring straight up. The procedure was fairly quick and they kept saying we could leave the room... um no you are going to have to carry me out if you want me to leave. One time they were doing something and the machine beeped and he sounded like he was gagging- I was freaking on the inside. I am like what are you doing to my baby?? But everything was fine he got his 2 stitches and apparently he has a type a personality as he got very mad when he was coming to. The nurse said that babies who like to be in control have a hard time, because they can’t control anything- I have no idea where he gets that from :). He was flopping all over, couldn't control his head and kept failing it about, grunting and screaming. They let us leave once he was fully awake and once we got home we were able to get him down to sleep pretty easily. We had to wake up every hour to check on him something about the sedation medicine and the fact that his tongue could swell up. But Thursday morning he woke up and was playing and laughing. We kept the Motrin and Tylenol in him to make sure he had minimal pain. The antibiotic they gave us is horrible tasting and half the time he spits it out. Then they gave us a mouth rinse that he is supposed to swish and spit. So you can imagine how well that is going! Both require 2 people. I never thought that is how I would spend my night, but I feel fortunate that all in all it was very minor. I hated the feeling how helpless I felt. I seriously hope Jason is wrong and this isn't the beginning of more trips, but that Jackson just wanted to go ahead and get his one trauma drama out of the way. You think??
Jason has now joked that afterward our scary doctor visits with our son have begun. For me it started as I got a call from Jason while I just sat down to get my nails done. Jackson was screaming in the background and all I said was what is wrong? no answer so I asked it again. Jason says Jackson was playing with one of our pillows on the floor while he put on his shoes. Jackson stood up to walk and then tripped over the pillow and hit his head on our wooden bed rail. Jackson falls all the time he isn't afraid and most of the time he gets up shakes it off and keeps going. Jason said he waited to see if Jackson reacted. When Jackson started to cry, he swooped him up and saw some blood. First instinct was he busted his lip, but luckily Jason tried to investigate and then he saw it... a flap of tongue not connected. He wasn't sure that is what he saw, but on top of that Jackson's mouth kept filling up with blood and then he would swallow it. At this time, he called me. I tell him to go to our pediatrician's office. I get off the phone and get up and tell the ladies I have to go. Even though I was further away I actually beat them to the doctor's office. The whole way there I am on the phone with the call center telling them we are on the way. I love our doctor's office! They call us right back and the doctor comes right in. She even remembers when she saw us last and knew she hadn't met Jason before. She looks at his mouth and I can see the flap and that his gum is all black around where his top tooth has been hanging out in his gum for 3 months. She says it will need to be sutured, but we have to take him the Children's ER. So away we go. We arrive and luckily they check us right in and take us to another waiting area with Disney movies playing. We had seen a sign saying the wait time was an hour so we were prepared. Jackson had luckily stopped crying before getting to his ped's office and she had given him Tylenol before we left. Course he wasn't digging being held the whole time- he is a mover and a shaker. Right at 45 minutes, a nurse comes and takes us to a room. Right away the doctor comes in and asks us how it happened. I had already felt we had told the story 20 times little did I know I would tell it 50 more. He goes on to say how the tongue heals so well that they rarely do anything unless it is in danger of it falling off. Well we had already seen it and I knew it wasn't going to fall off, I would say it was about 1/3 of the width that was separated. Then he takes a look and says "Well I think I am going to get a second opinion"..uh huh right...the second doc comes in and says "Yes I would stitch it and I have a high tolerance for tongue injuries"...Great. Then we have the anesthesiologist come in and says they were going to make him very sleepy but not under. He was saying basically they will just lay there with their eyes open. Once again great… this is what scared me the most just not knowing how he would react. You always hear these horror stories of people not waking back up or who don't do well with the medicine. And he is so little but what other choice did we have. Then the nurses come in and are trying to put in the iv, they poke around in his right hand for 5 minutes while he proceeds to scream and cry, then give up and try the left hand for 5 more minutes then switch off and they finally get it. The Plastics Doctor comes in who will be doing the stitching comes in and talks with us how the procedure will be really quick and he will have 2 stitches. Jason did joke that Jackson was too young to be having plastic surgery. They all come back and say ok are you ready and out loud I said no. I mean at this point it was all happening so fast and I wanted to cry, scream and really I wanted to pray. Luckily they got distracted cause someone I don't remember who hadn't come in and I guess timing was key, so they said "oh we will be right back". We huddled together and said a prayer for him. Then we were as ready as we were going to be. We got to be by his side while they gave him the sleepy medicine. It was horrible- seeing him just be Jackson one second and the next second motionless with his eyes open and staring straight up. The procedure was fairly quick and they kept saying we could leave the room... um no you are going to have to carry me out if you want me to leave. One time they were doing something and the machine beeped and he sounded like he was gagging- I was freaking on the inside. I am like what are you doing to my baby?? But everything was fine he got his 2 stitches and apparently he has a type a personality as he got very mad when he was coming to. The nurse said that babies who like to be in control have a hard time, because they can’t control anything- I have no idea where he gets that from :). He was flopping all over, couldn't control his head and kept failing it about, grunting and screaming. They let us leave once he was fully awake and once we got home we were able to get him down to sleep pretty easily. We had to wake up every hour to check on him something about the sedation medicine and the fact that his tongue could swell up. But Thursday morning he woke up and was playing and laughing. We kept the Motrin and Tylenol in him to make sure he had minimal pain. The antibiotic they gave us is horrible tasting and half the time he spits it out. Then they gave us a mouth rinse that he is supposed to swish and spit. So you can imagine how well that is going! Both require 2 people. I never thought that is how I would spend my night, but I feel fortunate that all in all it was very minor. I hated the feeling how helpless I felt. I seriously hope Jason is wrong and this isn't the beginning of more trips, but that Jackson just wanted to go ahead and get his one trauma drama out of the way. You think??
Monday, June 1, 2009
I think I am in for it next time. Jackson is such a good baby! He always has. Slept through the night at 8 weeks, hardly ever cries. Always smiling and I think the best laugh in the world. Lately, we and my parents have thought him how to itsy-bitsy spider. Once you say those words his face lights up and he puts his hands together to do it. Now if you say “Yay” he gets all excited and claps his hands! And he can even wave bye bye. He isn’t quite talking- we are fairly certain he will say “wa- wa” for water and maybe just maybe he said bye bye one time. I took him to my friends house so I could help with wedding invitations. He was so good. Just found different stuff to play with and enterain himself. So like I said I am in for it next time.
Friday, May 29, 2009
The Good the Bad and the Ugly:
Starting with the Bad and the Ugly: For almost two years, I have been a part of a group of fabulous ladies online. We all came looking for one thing- to have a healthy baby. Many of them also blog like I do and many read others’ blogs. One person posted a link to a blog that I have not been able to get out of my head. This family had a complicated pregnancy which resulted in the little girl being born pre-term, then at 17 months this past April she passed away from complications due to being born pre-term. The mother and father both write blogs about their struggle to cope (which doesn’t seem like the right word but I am going with it) with this tragedy. I can’t stop reading the posts over and over. And has bad as it is even though I have only been a mother for a year I feel like it is a kick in the face (not even butt - it is worse) to remind me to not take my time with Jackson for granted. Not to take my time with anyone for granted but especially this little person I prayed for, dreamed of and love before I knew him. He is my gift that keeps giving. Life will always try to get in the way and tell you these little things are important and the important things are little and can wait. I am guilty of those thoughts from time to time. Well they can’t wait! There will come a day when Jackson won’t let us hold him for his bottle, a day when it will be uncool to be so excited to see us when we get home, and a day when he doesn’t live in our house and we don’t see him everyday. As much as we hate to think of those days, we want our kids to reach those milestones as well. I want Jackson to make it to college and move out on his own- I want him, Jason and I to experience what my parents and I did – Crying at the lunch table the day they dropped me off for college. I feel the job I am called to do is not the job I receive a bi-weekly deposit from, but the one that doesn’t pay me in dollars. My job is to be the wife and mother I dream of!
Now to the Good: Our Jackson Tyler is 1 year old! I can’t believe it. The time has flown by. We had a great birthday party and he got covered and I mean COVERED! Then on his actual birthday we went to the zoo! What a great time! I recently watched video from when he was 3 months and it is so hard to believe that little baby is the same big boy who is walking around the house, so full of personality. I am so excited to see what this year holds for us!
Now to the Good: Our Jackson Tyler is 1 year old! I can’t believe it. The time has flown by. We had a great birthday party and he got covered and I mean COVERED! Then on his actual birthday we went to the zoo! What a great time! I recently watched video from when he was 3 months and it is so hard to believe that little baby is the same big boy who is walking around the house, so full of personality. I am so excited to see what this year holds for us!
Monday, April 6, 2009
11 months
So I didnt even mention it in the last post which was on 10 month birthday. Now he is 11 months old! 11 months?? Where did the time go?
So his one night sickness turned into a week of the same... not fun.
He is such a neat funny little guy! Last night we were laying in the floor and he was crawling over to me like he was going to get me and then he got so tickled about this that he burst out laughing! He can really crawl now not army crawl. And he is walking if he holds onto something. For a couple seconds at a time he can let go and stand. He is amazing in our book.
Also this past weekend, we took pictures of him with a real live bunny. It was very hard to find one to rent as we did not want to own a bunny.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Calling all doctors, oh there aren't any around? Ok Mommy and Daddy will do
Last night was the first time Jackson ever had any sickness. Something made his belly very not happy. Jason went to check on him and called me in there. We acted very quickly to get him clean and wash him up. We held him, rocked him and loved him as he continued to get sick. The poor guy was so tired he just kept rubbing his eyes. Course this got him a one way ticket to sleep with Daddy and Mommy. Once more in the night, he was sick. This got him a late pass to school (also known as Mimi's house). But Tuesday brought a new morning and a happy baby. He played and laughed.
It is so hard to watch them be sick and not be able to do anything. It reminds me of my friend's son. How heartrenching it must be for his parents. Our couple hour stint is nothing compared to what they have gone through and what lies ahead.
It is so hard to watch them be sick and not be able to do anything. It reminds me of my friend's son. How heartrenching it must be for his parents. Our couple hour stint is nothing compared to what they have gone through and what lies ahead.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Reminders of the good
This past week has been reminders of how blessed I am with my family. I have found out that one friend's son has childhood cancer, a father has diabetes, another father has inoperable lung cancer. And to add to all that the economy is not doing so hot. It is a scary world out there. I so wish I protect everyone I care about from pain and sickness. But I can't. So I pray for health and happiness. Oh and I check on Jackson all the time at night and stop getting so frustrated all the time. I have an awesome kid and a wonderful husband. Both I love more than words can say and am so lucky that they love me back.
In Jackson-land, we are still working on getting those 2 teeth all the way up. He can hold onto the couch and walk from side to side!! Georgia had its first snow of the season yesterday but our area hardly got any. No fear! We are going to Snow Mountain this weekend!!
In Jackson-land, we are still working on getting those 2 teeth all the way up. He can hold onto the couch and walk from side to side!! Georgia had its first snow of the season yesterday but our area hardly got any. No fear! We are going to Snow Mountain this weekend!!
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