Carter's Christmas Party

Carter's daycare had a Christmas party yesterday. He had so much fun!

Thank you!

I just got a very excited phone call from Carter's babysitter. I picked up the phone and she yelled, "He said thank you! Twice!" She was so excited that she had to call me to tell me. It was so funny.

Fractured Prune

Have y'all heard of this place? Holy hell. We went for breakfast on Saturday and it was unbelievable.

They make each donut to order. They fry it up, slather on whatever toppings you choose, and serve it up piping hot. I got the Black Forest which had raspberry glaze, mini chocolate chips, and coconut. It was fantastic. Carter had just a plain donut with cinnamon sugar on it and he was just delighted. Chris had the Reese Cup and Sundae donuts.

The pictures on their site don't look as good as they are in person. They are sheer perfection.

Signing time

Here's a video of Carter signing "more." He tries to say it too which is just too cute.

Happy Hanukkah!

Carter enjoyed his Hanukkah. We lit the candles and I sang what I could remember of the prayers while he danced in his seat. Then he got to open his present and loved it! We were so happy that he loved it so much.

More

Carter finally signed "more"!

I was brushing his teeth and had just finished my first go-round (I usually do two) and stopped to wipe the drool from his face and my hand. Then I noticed him putting his hands together and realized he wanted me to keep doing it!

I thought maybe it was a fluke and he was trying to clap or something, but last night he did it again. I was feeding him some pasta from my bowl and we finished it and I told him it was all done. So he put his hands together and signed for more. Of course I had to oblige!

Some new things

Carter now points to stuff. For instance, when I ask him where the tree is, he points at the Christmas tree. And then says, "tuh" which seems to mean "tree."

He also puts his hand on his mouth to do that Indian thing (sorry, Bird). You know, like he keeps hitting his mouth while he says, "Aaaahhhh." What's that called?

And, lastly, if you say "dog" or ask him what sound a dog makes, he says, "fff fff fff" which is his version of "woof woof." Way cute.

No, we didn't get a puppy

Just a 13 month old.

Oops!

I don't know if he is intentionally saying it or not, but Carter's new word? Shit.

Parents of the year, I tell ya.

It finally happened!!!!

I know, I've gone a little YouTube crazy today, but this is soooo great!

Fierce

I seriously could watch this all day long.

Riding his giraffe

Carter got this giraffe this weekend as a birthday present from Chris' Aunt Bev in Minnesota. He went to the store and picked it out himself and he's a pro at getting himself on and off. He loves it. Usually he says, "Eeeee!" which I think is him imitating my "Wheeeee!"

Still??

Now that Carter is a year old, I'm getting a lot of, "You're STILL breastfeeding??" Some, "How much longer are you going to do it?" And a lot of "Wow" said in an ew-that's-really-gross tone.

I never in a million years thought I'd be breastfeeding an almost-toddler, much less an almost-toddler with 9 teeth. I was going to try for 3 months, and then be comfortable with switching to formula. I've talked about it before, but we worked really hard in the beginning. I cried. A lot. My toes curled, my nipples bled. And then the angel lactation consultant saved us, the day after Thanksgiving last year. After all that determination and pain, I wasn't going to give it up so easily. Three months came and went, and then I set a new goal of six months. Then 9 months. And at nine months I was sure the well was running dry. Pumping at work was yielding next to nothing and it was very frustrating. But Carter seemed to be getting what he needed when he nursed directly so we kept at it.

And here we are a few months later and still going strong. He eats table food and drinks whole milk instead of formula (at daycare), but he is still a breastfed baby when I'm around. And he loves it. If you so much as mention the word "milkies" around him, he drops what he's doing and gets to me as fast as he can, whining and licking his lips.

So, yes, we are STILL breastfeeding and will continue to do so as long as we're both happy with it. And for right now, neither of us is ready to give it up.

And now, just for curiosity's sake, how long (if at all) did you nurse your child?

#9

We have tooth #9! His top left molar has halfway popped through, which would explain the horrible screaming and nursing the past two nights.

And we also have a new word...shoe! He loves to carry his shoes around and always wants to be holding them if they're not on his feet. The other day he kept saying "sh, sh" and I asked Chris if that counts as saying "shoe" and he said no because there was no vowel sound. Next thing we know, we hear a little voice say very clearly, "shoe." It was so cute.

Oh, and his favorite song now? Happy Birthday. My mom kept singing it to him this weekend and he looooves it. He gets a big grin and flaps his arms and sometimes even blows at the end (to blow out his candles).

MIA

I know, I've been MIA for a week. Sorry bout that.

Thanksgiving was nice. Thursday morning I woke up with diarrhea, which is always pleasant. And then dry heaved in the shower and felt like I was going to pass out. So I spent a few minutes sitting in the shower until I felt okay enough to stand up. I felt really light-headed and nauseated and all around yucky. I was seconds away from telling Chris to go to Delaware without me. But I went, and the drive was awful. I had grocery bags in my hand in case I needed to puke which I was trying desperately not to do so it wouldn't make Chris all gaggy and pukey while he was driving. Every time I moved or talked it made me nauseous. It was a long 2 hours.

Once we got to Delaware I was feeling a little bit better but still not great. I wound up eating just a few bites of Thanksgiving dinner, but Carter made up for it by eating a LOT. He had mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey, sweet potato biscuit, and sweet potato casserole. He was in heaven. We just filled the tray on his chair and let him go to it.

Later that evening we had another Thanksgiving dinner at Chris' grandmother's house. I just ate some fruit but all the food looked so good. But I still wasn't feeling 100%. I was maybe at 80% at this point, which was a vast improvement from the morning.

The next morning I woke up actually feeling pretty good. I was ready to eat, and thank goodness breakfast was waiting for us when we got to MomMom's house! We had eggs and pancakes. Carter had blackberry pancakes, with blackberries grown in their backyard. He loved them.

We left Delaware around lunchtime on Friday and headed out to my mom's to celebrate with her. This time I was actually able to drive and life was good again. I was really bummed about missing out on all that good food, though. Really bummed.

Dinner at my mom's was good, and again, Carter loved everything he ate. Little piggy. We spent the night and came back home late Saturday afternoon.

So Thanksgiving is sort of a blur of being sick, being in a car, and being surrounded by food. I wish I could have enjoyed it more, but there's always Christmas!

One year stats

Our little munchkin is still a little munchkin.

Weight 20lb 3oz (14th percentile)
Length 29" (26th percentile)
Head circumference 47cm (69th percentile)

His height went down from 52nd percentile to 26th, so I'm hoping next time we go to the doc, he'll have grown a little taller. The doctor said she wasn't concerned at this point, but of course I am. I can't help it.

Carter's Birthday Party

Carter had a lot of fun at his party. He had a jungle theme and gave out animal mugs with animal crackers in them as "goody bags." The older girls got a jungle print journal to write in.

His cakes turned out really great. We got them at Graul's, which is pretty much guaranteed to be delicious.

My grandparents flew in from Florida to be there, so it was nice for Carter to have them and my other set of grandparents at his party. He doesn't get to see either of them too often so it was nice for him to spend time with them.

After everyone sang to him, we waited for him to go crazy and dig in to his cake. Yeah, not so much. He wasn't that into it. He was more interested in Chris or me feeding it to him than feeding it to himself. I was really looking forward to cake all in his hair, up his nose, in his ears. Oh well.






He even really enjoyed everyone singing to him. Lots of kids and babies get upset at the loudness and everyone looking at him, but Carter was really into it. Little sweetheart.

So, thanks to everyone that came, and to those that were there in spirit.

First Haircut

Carter had his first haircut yesterday. He actually didn't do too bad. He was a little cranky about the whole thing, but no serious meltdowns like I expected. And no meltdowns from me, either. :-)

He looks even cuter (if that's possible) with his shorter hair. I love it. The back is a little crooked and screwy, but there's only so much you can do with a squirmy child.

One year pics

We finally found a picture place we love. Portrait Innovations rocks. Hard. Here are just a few of the 45 pictures we have.

Yes, he got his hair cut. That's the next post. And then I swear I'm gonna do a birthday party post.

Comfy

This is how Chris found Carter when he went in to wake him from his nap last night. Look at his right leg. Weird.

Before I forget...

Tooth #8 is in, on the bottom. Also, Carter does Peek-a-Boo but instead of putting his hands over his eyes, he puts them over his ears. Crazy kid.

Odds and Ends

I have stuff to talk about (birthday party, etc.) but now I'm all out of whack because Carter and I were in a minor car accident this morning. We were stopped in traffic about 10 cars back from a light when I got rear-ended, and then rear-ended a second time. Guess one time wasn't good enough. :-)

Anyway, everyone was okay, just a little shaken up. After we got hit, Carter started crying because the jolts scared him. I've never moved so fast to get in that backseat and make sure he was okay (he's just fine).

My bumper will need to be replaced so now it's the waiting game to see what happens with the insurance companies. Thankfully I was the front car so I don't really need to worry too much about it. Just a pain.

So I'll post about his birthday a little later, after I stop obsessing over my baby being in an accident.

Happy Birthday, Carter!

It's official. My little baby is one year old. He's very excited for his party today...he even learned how to clap yesterday in honor of the occasion.

I have so much to say but just can't collect my thoughts. Later.

Ball

Baby Beethoven

I think he's got natural talent.

Caption this photo

I don't have a prize for you, but thought it would be fun to see what you come up with.

A new word

Carter has a new word to add to his repertoire. He says "book" pretty consistently. Except he doesn't pronounce the "k" sound.

Molar

Chris told me today that he thought maybe he saw the beginning of a new bottom tooth. I looked and felt and didn't see anything, but I mentioned that he will probably be getting his one year molars soon and, from what I hear, they're a real doozy.

A little while later I remembered that when Carter was laughing the other day, I thought I saw some white in the molar area but he was eating a cracker so I chalked it up to that. I stuck my finger back there and...whaddya know! He's got a molar! Well, three points of one at least. That explains why his jaw has been clenched so much recently. I just thought it was a phase because sometimes he does weird things for a while.

So, we have tooth #7. Woot!

Nice hair

Check out the bedhead.

Tongue

He's smart.

You know it's gonna be a good day when...

...your kid wakes up in this kind of mood.

JDRF Walk

From my friend Kris:

Hello everyone!

Since we recently moved from AZ to TX, we missed our regular JDRF Walk in Phoenix this year. We did manage to raise some money for that walk, though and to those who donated we are EXTREMELY grateful.

We have decided last minute to take part in the JDRF Walk with the Houston Chapter. So, since it is very last minute (the walk is on Saturday) we need to do some fundraising. And FAST. Please once again watch Hayleigh's video (below) to see what she deals with every day. After watching it, you will understand why we are working so hard to help find a cure.

Any amount will help us. $1, $5, $10 or more. No amount is too small and we appreciate each and every donation.

Please use this link (instead of the one on the video) to donate. We need all the help we can get. Thank you!!!

http://walk.jdrf.org/index.cfm?fuseaction=extranet.personalpage&confirmid=87270978

Link for the video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8GC5zzIqTw

Overwhelmed

I've been in tears all morning, trying to grasp the magnitude of what happened yesterday. To know that Carter will be reading about this day in his history books one day, and to be able to tell him that he was a part of it, is just so moving and amazing to me. To see the people who had never in their lives voted before, get out there and cast their ballot...well, that just makes me swell with pride and patriotism. People waited in line for HOURS to vote. That kind of tenacity and motivation is huge.

I'm just very, very moved.

Success!!

I watched the news this morning and saw the insanely long lines. I heard Chris tell me how bad it was at 6:00 a.m. However, I thought I'd just swing by my polling place on the way in to work just to see what the parking lot looked like.

I got a spot right in front. I walked right up to the "A-C" line and got checked in. I stood behind 4 people in the voting line. I took Carter out of his stroller so he could see what I was doing. And when the big red VOTE button came up, I took his hand and let him press it. 10 minutes, in and out.

My boy helped make history and I'm feeling very proud and patriotic.

Sort of bummed

I really wanted to take Carter with me when I go vote, but Chris told me the line was insane at 5:55 this morning. There's no way he'd make it through a long line like that. So, I'm just gonna go mid-morning and let him stay in daycare. I really wanted a picture of him helping me vote. It would have been so cool to show him that picture years from now and say, "You were there for that historical election."

Learning how to bite

I'm trying to teach Carter how to bite things, and not shove the entire thing in his mouth. This morning I handed him half a banana to see what happened. I think he did pretty well!

Getting there

Carter's making strides (no pun intended) on walking soon. Today, he stood on his own for 30 whole seconds. The only reason he fell was because he got so excited that he threw his arms up in the air and it knocked him off balance.

He's also started using this walker we got him a few weeks ago. I got it at a consignment sale for $2 and he had absolutely no interest in it until a few days ago. Now he loves to go back and forth across our living room. He's almost able to turn it around himself, but he gets frustrated and gives up.

Carter's First Halloween

What a fun day! He had a costume party at daycare. The kids were so cute all dressed up. They were so excited when I got there. They were all running around like crazy, touching each other's costumes, and running to the mirror to see themselves. It was hilarious.

After he left daycare, we went over to Chris' parents' house for dinner and trick or treating. I was so excited to finally be able to trick or treat after 15 years! We brought Carter's new wagon, and he did really well in it. I think it helped that he was tired, so he just sort of chilled out.

Here are some pics of our night:






And, finally, the pumpkins my MIL carved. Isn't she so talented??

Next time you're at the grocery store...

You have to see if this is true.

http://bread-and-honey.blogspot.com/2008/10/wtf-broccoli.html

A sneak peek

A sneak peek at Carter's Halloween costume. Cutest turkey EVER.

So weird

My husband got out of bed at 2:00 this morning, went to the bathroom, and took a shower before he realized it wasn't time for work yet. How weird is that?!

#6

Tooth #6 popped through yesterday. It's funny because the dentist didn't count it on Monday because it was still below the surface, but on Tuesday it was a full-fledged tooth. I'm hoping now that it's out, Carter will sleep a little better. He's been nursing 2 or 3 times a night recently. He now has 4 on top, and 2 on the bottom.

Apple picking

We went out to Crooked Run Orchard this past weekend with Chris' parents to pick some apples. The Braeburns were picked pretty clean, except at the very top of the trees. And of course there weren't any of those tall sticks around to help us get them. So....my in-laws climbed the trees! I tried but I just don't have any upper arm strength to pull myself up there.



Here's a pretty one Chris picked. It's tiny but cute.

Our bucket of apples. We wound up getting a bunch of Mutsu's also. They are really good! A tiny bit of tartness with the sweet, and very crisp. A perfect apple for eating raw.

And now I have to find the time to cut them all up and make some applesauce for the little guy...

Uh oh!

We have word #3! Granted, he hasn't said Hi or ByeBye too much in a while, but he has before, so I'm counting them. Last night, he kept dropping his "credit card" that we give him to play with. Every time he dropped it, I said, "Uh oh!" After a few times, we realized he was repeating what I was saying, but it was in Carterspeak so that's why we didn't realize it at first. But, every time, he said it right after I did. Chris and I got such a kick out of that! I'll try to catch it on video.

He's also gotten really good at high fiving in the past few days. He does his Touchdown whenever he hears us say that word, even if it's not in the right tone or singsong voice. And if we say "high five" and hold up our hand, he presses his hand right into it. So cool. He actually understands what we're saying!

Yesterday, my mom got him to shake her hand. She says, "Carter, do you want to shake my hand" and holds her hand out for him. He grabs it and she shakes it while saying, "How do you dooooo" in a funny voice. He loves it.

Watching him imitate us and learn things is so amazing.

You're not gonna believe this

So, you know how we were wondering what to do with Chris' walker and toilet thing? I had contacted a bunch of places and finally found a nursing home that would take it off our hands. Maybe.

But tonight, I got a Freecycle email from someone looking for a walker and toilet thing! It went to the large group, so it's not like they sent it just to me because they knew I had one. I emailed her right away and she was so happy. Her dad's coming for a visit and they wanted to have stuff for him at her house. She's coming by tomorrow to pick it up.

How great is that??!!

First dentist visit

Carter had his first dentist appointment this morning. He, um, hated it. LOL. I really think it was all about how the hygienist approached him, with both hands coming at him. But he screamed and squirmed and didn't do so well. But, he recovered quickly and the dentist gave him a clean bill of health. Said his teeth look perfect and to keep him coming every 6 months.

I'll cry if I want to...

It's my birthday today. I used to really look forward to my birthday every year. Presents, cake, everyone singling you out for one special day. Now it just feels not very special. It's just Sunday. It's a day to get a haircut, go to the grocery store, lounge around the house.

I'm feeling very blah. I think it's lack of sleep. I'm being terrorized by a mouse. More on that later.

Report card

Carter just received a report from his daycare supervisor. She comes by once a month to check on things at his provider's house. Here's what she wrote. I couldn't be more proud. :-)

Just wanted to let you know how much I enjoy visiting at Shaista’s. Can’t believe Carter will be 1 year old soon! Seems like we met yesterday in the office. Carter is such a smart little guy. He amazes me as to how he thinks (and acts) like he is one of the older children at Shaista’s. At snack time, he gets up and down from the table and engages totally with the group. If I may be of any further assistance, please, feel free to contact me. Happy Birthday! I was just at Shaista’s this afternoon.

Real Estate

Many of you know that I work in real estate. I don't buy or sell properties; I work for a title company. For the past few years, the real estate market has really slowed down in a big way. We used to do 100 closings a month. Now? We're lucky if we break double digits. It's pretty scary.

But things may be looking up! Many people I've spoken to seem to think the dam is about to burst and we'll be really busy doing refinances and purchases for all those people who are waiting for the banks to start lending again. People have high interest rates and want to bring them down, it's just a matter of timing. There is a huge backlog of loan applications, and once the government is able to help the banks accept new loans, the tide will turn. And I can't wait to be busy again!

It will be so great to see the number of foreclosures go down, and the number of purchasers with good, solid loans come up. I want people (um, including myself) to be able to get out of loans that probably weren’t a good idea to begin with. And it’s looking that’s going to happen very soon!

Touchdown!

This is his new touchdown thing. He does it constantly when he's eating.

Chris' back

This is what it looks like inside. Crazy.

11 Months

Our little dude turned 11 months old yesterday. It's hard to believe it's been almost a year.

He's been so much fun lately. He likes to imitate noises and funny faces. He understands when we say "no" and doesn't like it so much. He's so curious about every sound he hears...that boy will get whiplash one day from all the head straining he does to find the source of the sound. He pries my fingers away one by one if I'm holding something he wants. He kisses with a big wet open mouth. He nibbles my nose and laughs. He loves laying his head down on my chest with his thumb in his mouth. Chris melts when he does it to him. He loves to carry one sock in each hand and gets upset when we take them away. He begs for food, even when he's not hungry. He'll stand right on top of you, put his head down, make his cute little "aahh" sound, and give you puppy dog eyes. And then he'll lick his lips repeatedly. It's ridiculously cute. His favorite toy right now are these little Tonka trains that he can carry around everywhere.

He's decided to stop waving and saying hi and bye for now. But he does do this new thing where he'll put his fists in the air, clench his jaw, and get all red-faced. We call it his Touchdown pose. It's hilarious.

Invitations to his birthday party went out yesterday. Please don't be offended if you weren't invited, and you expected or wanted to be. It's at my mom's house and there's just not enough room for everyone that loves him. We'd have to rent out a banquet hall for that!

Baby dreams

I wonder what Carter dreams about. Last night he slept in our room so I wouldn't have to cross paths with THAT THING when he woke up to nurse. I bolted up at 5:00 thinking I heard IT moving around and a few minutes later, Carter laughed in his sleep! Made me giggle. I wonder what he was dreaming about.

Idiot parents

Along the lines of what Skippy's been talking about recently, Chris and I had an interesting experience yesterday.

We were leaving Linens N Things and headed over to Old Navy. There was a car in the parking lot with the alarm going off. I headed to our car to drop off our purchases so we didn't have to schlep them, and saw a kid in the backseat of the car with the alarm. He was moving all around like, "Oh shit, what do I do now??" He was about 7 or 8 and he probably opened the car door to get his mom and the alarm went off, he freaked out so he shut the door and now he was inside with the alarm going off. A second later, he bolted from the car and ran across the parking lot into the store (and, yes, at least he looked both ways before crossing).

As he went in the store I realized that she may come out and see him missing and freak. We stood where we were for a minute or two pondering the situation when she came out and headed right for her car. I saw her peek in the backseat and called her son's name, as I was running across the parking lot to tell her that he ran inside to find her. I saw the panic set in for a second until I told her and she ran back into the store.

Imagine if we hadn't been there to tell her that. If she'd gone out to her car and her son was missing. He could have been taken easily; the windows were wide open. Who leaves their little kid in a car anymore?? Seriously. I just hope she learned her lesson and it never happens again.

A mouse!!

There's a mouse in our house!

For two nights, I've heard something in our vent that sort of sounded like a squirrel dropping acorns or something. Then, this morning after nursing Carter, I was laying in bed and heard something in the bathroom. A few minutes later, I heard paper rustling in our bedroom. I shot up, which woke Chris up, and he asked what was wrong. I told him what I heard, and next thing we know, there's a mouse running across our dresser! Oh. My. God.

Can you imagine if I'd run into him while going to get Carter?? I don't turn on any lights to do that.

I am so grossed out. Blech. I keep getting the heeby jeebies.

(Chris just went into the bathroom and found droppings in our tub. I KNEW I heard him in there!)

The cheese stands alone

Finally, Carter stood by himself for 3 full seconds last night. I had to get him balanced and let go, but he did it and we clapped and cheered and he was very proud of himself. We'll keep practicing and I'm sure by next week he'll be a pro.

Another thing we've noticed him doing is that he pushes a ball, toy, whatever in front of him so he can chase it. He'll take the back of his hand and push it. He's like a kitten.

Progress!

Chris is doing so great. He hasn't taken any of his Vicodin in 2 days. He's able to get himself into and out of bed, and today he even put on his own shoes and socks! We went to the farmer's market to get him out of the house for a little bit and he did great getting into and out of the car. He even took the steps upstairs with one foot on each, instead of doing it with both feet on each step like a little kid. He's using his walker just as a backup, just in case he loses his balance or needs something to lean on.

The incisions are healing well. He's able to shower by himself. His mom rigged up a contraption using yarn and a hanger so he can pull the thing to make the water go from the faucet to the shower head. It's pretty impressive.

It's been great having his mom's help. And the yummy food she brings and cooks ain't so bad either! :-)

He's home!

Chris is finally home!! He's in bed and fairly comfortable. I can't wait for Carter to see him again. He keeps looking for him.

Chris brought a walker home with him to use for a while. Anybody know what we should do with it when we're done with it? Can it be donated to a nursing home, do you think?

Oy

I have 458 unread posts on my Google Reader. And two day's worth of work to catch up on. Oy.

Surgery story

I'm home after being away from Carter pretty much for 30 hours. It was a little tough as I was getting ready to fall asleep. I started thinking about him and got a little weepy. But thankfully the exhaustion overcame me pretty quickly.

Anyway, enough about me. Here's where we've been the past two days.

Chris was called back to the surgical holding area around 1:00 on Monday and they did all the usual questioning, poking, etc. The nurses were all great and friendly. They asked him what procedure he was having done. Normal people would have answered "back surgery", but Chris said the whole procedure name (see a few posts ago for what it's called) and they were all very impressed. He just grinned. He was so proud of himself.

They took him back about an hour later and then began the long wait. His doctor said he'd try to do the minimally invasive version of the procedure, but wouldn't know if he could do it until he started cutting. He said if it was the minimal one, it would take 1.5 to 2 hours. If he had to do a more extensive surgery, it could take up to four hours. I braced myself for the long haul.

The hospital didn't have wireless internet, so I was pretty bummed about that. Chris' mom was good company though. After what felt like days of waiting, the doctor came out and told us he did do the minimally invasive version but some of Chris' nerves were all bundled up in scar tissue from his last back surgery, so that's what took so long. He had to unwind them and cut out the scar tissue. He said it would be another little while in recovery before we could see him so we headed to the cafeteria to grab some dinner (it was around 6:00 at this point). After we ate we headed back to Surgical Waiting and the nurse came out and told us he was still very sleepy and in and out of consciousness so they were gonna let him sleep a while longer. Then she basically called him a lightweight and that made me giggle. But she gave us his room number and said we could go wait up there. I was happy about that because a) there would be a tv, and b) I needed to pump again.

When we got off the elevator and saw his room, we were shocked. His doctor had told us that he got the VIP room, but we thought he was joking. (The head nurse in that unit is the mother of Chris' friend that died last year. The one we did the race for the other day.) Apparently, Mrs. S hooked us up with an enormous room with an awesome tv.



You can't see all of it, but it had 3 comfy chairs, plus 2 dining room type chairs, a round table, a dresser (you can see that in the pic), and a flat panel tv. It was way bigger than it looks in the pic. It wasn't until later that night, when we looked at the remote control (it was lost for a while), that we realized it really was the VIP room. The remote said so! (click the picture to make it bigger)

At around 7:30, they finally brought Chris upstairs to us. He was really pale. It's always scary seeing him like that. It took about 45 minutes but he finally started to come around and got some color back in his face. He was a little slow and out of it at first too.

The rest of the night is kind of a blur. There were lots of nurses coming in doing all sorts of stuff. It scared me every time he got up to the go to the bathroom because it was so hard for him, and he was shaky and grimacing and grunting trying to get out of bed and stand up. I felt really helpless. All that exertion made him hot so he had them turn the AC down to 65. The rest of the night is a haze of shivering, runny nose, and drifting in and out of consciousness. I think I helped him go to the bathroom while I was still asleep. We did get a good 4 hour chunk of sleep at one point which was great.

Today the physical therapist came in to help him get out of bed more easily and to help him walk around a bit. She brought a walker and told us she'd order one for us to take home. Before he got out of bed, I had to get a pic of his sexy knee-highs.

Good stuff, right?

Here he is walking down the hall with the physical therapist.


I stayed with him until around 10:30 this morning when his mom showed up, then headed home for a bit to shower and hang out with Carter. I hugged and squeezed that boy like crazy. I missed him so much. I went back around 1:00 and stayed until 5:30 and then left him with his mom. I hate having to leave him to spend the night by himself, but my mom had already been down here for two days helping out.

And now I'm exhausted and ready for sleep. Thanks for all your prayers, well wishes, and all that good stuff!

All done! He did great!

Oh, and finding a place to pump...not so easy. Finally begged and got a conference room.

Still waiting on the doc. Once he comes out to report to us Chris will be in recovery for an hour or so. This waiting sucks.

Chris just went back for his surgery. It could take anywhere from 1.5 to 4 hours!

Preparing myself

Monday will be the first time I won't be home to put my baby to sleep. I'll be at the hospital with Chris, and while I know he's in good hands with my mom, it makes me so sad that I won't be able to kiss and cuddle with him. I won't see him for almost 24 hours. I'm gonna miss that fuzzy-headed kid.

Chris' surgery

This is the surgery he's having. It's called transforaminal lumbar interbody fusion at L4-5. That's a mouthful!

When it rains, it pours

Bad couple of days.

We found out on Wednesday that Chris will need to have back surgery. On Monday! He hurt his back at his company picnic a few months ago and since then has had two injections, neither of which has worked. An MRI on Wednesday showed a larger herniation than before and he has decreased strength in one of his legs. This surgery is way more extensive than his last one (he walked out of the hospital a few hours later). He'll be admitted for two days and it could take him anywhere from one week to two months (!!) to recover. They'll be removing a disk completely and putting all sorts of metal shit in his back so the bones grow together. It sounds awful and painful and I hate that he has to have it done. I am, however, looking forward to him being healed and able to do the things he used to do before he hurt himself.

On top of that, the cold I caught from my coworker has snuck its way into Carter's nose and the poor boy was sneezing ALL DAY yesterday. Then, last night he woke up four times crying like someone had just punched him in the face. He usually only wakes up once between 4:00 and 6:00 and then goes right back to sleep after I nurse him.

At one point as I sat down with him he let out a bunch of toots in succession and then seemed to settle down a little bit (notice I said "a little bit"). And then this morning he was fussing and as I was about to open his door I heard him grunt and then shake the house with a huge fart. And then he was quiet. Don't know what he or I ate that caused that. In addition to the gas, he also can't breathe out of his nose. Poor kid has snot flowing from his nose, watery eyes, and puffiness all over his face. He's so miserable. And so am I. I forgot what it was like to be up all night with a baby. No newborns for me anytime soon! I'm beat.

The one shining moment in the last two days? Grandpa Don came into town again and got to hang with us and Carter for dinner last night. Will post pics when I can.

In memory

This weekend we are participating in the Brain Aneurysm Race for Awareness 8K in memory of Chris' friend, Tim Susco. Tim suddenly died last August of a brain aneurysm and it was a huge blow to everyone that knew him. He had such a good heart that he was an organ donor, and his amazing family made sure his organs would be used to help others. If you read this article you'll see what a blessing that organ donation has been to several families.

For those of you that know me in real life, you know I don't exercise. At all. Don't worry...we're not doing the actual race. We're doing the 2K Fun Run with Carter in his new jogging stroller. Except we'll be walking, not jogging. I don't jog. And Chris is still having back problems so he's not jogging either. But we will be there to honor Tim and help raise money and awareness.