octolilly [through the years]

Warning. Lots of poo talk in this post.

I woke up to find a thick(er) blanket of snow all over the lawn. It’s really beautiful. And with the promise of a snowsuit heading our way (for Drew), I was looking forward to letting him have a grand ole time outside.

But when I went to his room about an hour ago, I knocked on the door. I do that sometimes and he knocks back and I say “hi Drew” and he says “hi Mommy, open door!”

He knocked and then I heard a little whining.

I opened the door to see diarrhea POURING out of his diaper. On the carpet in his room. It was so disgusting I thought I was going to get sick myself.

I yanked him on to the diaper changing table and shrieked for Daniel. The table was the closest thing and I knew that Daniel had just finished taking a shower and that the hot water wasn’t back yet. I took all his clothes off, determined that he’d actually stopped *going*, and tried to clean him up with wipes. It was so gross. I got nauseated quite a bit through the whole ordeal and I found that odd because ever since I got my mom license, poo and throwup and all other bodily fluids simply don’t freak me out.

But this was just wild. And overwhelming. Daniel had been eating breakfast and when I shrieked, he left his cereal to soggify (don’t you hate when that happens) and he dashed upstairs and started wiping up the carpet.

I finally decided that Drew would just have to have a cold bath. I plopped him in the tub and discovered there was as TINY bit of warm water left. I scrubbed him down and then by the time I drained the water and it was time to rinse, it was COLD. Every time I poured a cup of water over him to rinse him he gave me the most HORRID frown you can imagine.

I dried him off and put him in front of the heater to get warm and put clean pajamas on. I then took him downstairs to his high chair and started the BRATTY diet: bananas, rice, applesauce, tea, toast, and yogurt.

I cleaned a bit more in his room and Daniel took the trash out to the road because it was almost time for the truck to be at our house. That’s when we discovered our landlord out scraping our driveway for us. Very encouraging in the midst of all the stress.

I’m still not sure what’s going on with Drew. 🙁 This is the third time he’s been sick since Friday, this being the worst.

I’m really hoping that it isn’t that he’s allergic to milk. Friday night he threw up all over his bed but I think that was because he had dinner (when we had the Souder’s over) and then played for almost two hours with Zedekiah at FULL SPEED AHEAD and then drank milk before bed. Within 5 minutes of laying down he got sick.

Then on both Sunday and Monday he had extremely frightening diapers all day.

I’m thinking he just has a stomach bug. If it was milk, and there is history of Bergey men being allergic to milk, then I’d think he would have been allergic to it a long time ago and that it wouldn’t have just suddenly started.

I hope the rest of the day is better.

I still feel deathly sick. Daniel bought me some delicious medicine last night, though. It really helps with the stuffiness and the ear-popping.

We may have to wait until Daniel gets home from work this evening so he can take Drew out to play in the snow. I’m not sure if I need to be in the cold.

Well, I have carpet to clean in his room. Unless someone wants to come do it for me. 🙂

9:48pm

This will be my last update on a day of live blogging. I haz siknes. 🙁

I can’t think straight at all.

I took a nap on the couch. Daniel played some guitar (Drew is learning to strum gently). Daniel is now working again. Drew is tucked in bed but talking loudly instead of sleeping.

I’m hoping to eat a really wiggly snack in a bit while watching some Frasier. That always cheers me up. Even when I’m DYING OF THE SICKNESS.

Happy Tuesday Night. 🙂

7:18pm

Daniel came home around 6pm and found me on the couch, teary, and falling apart. I just feel sooooo sick.

He ate some weird Japanese noodles (leftover from lunch out with Sam apparently), Drew had chicken and fruit, and I had soup.

Daniel also made me laugh so hard that I had to rush to the bathroom. He started imitating Douglas from The IT Crowd. It was absolutely hilarious.

Daniel is in the recliner working on his laptop. Drew is painting with water. Hehe. He doesn’t even KNOW about the world of paint yet. *sneaky*

And I’m miserable. WHINE.

5:25pm

Oh! I just realized I didn’t tell you about my dream last night.

I was with my schoolmates from high school and we were traveling in a group of buses. With President Obama and his wife Michelle. Riiiight.

I was in the first bus with the President (of course I was). I remember it all being very matter of fact. No one was snapping pictures or oohing and ahhing over the President. We were a fully functioning team. On an important mission.

To find dresses for Malia and Sasha to wear.

And yesterday, in my REAL world, I was marveling on Facebook at all of the folks I went to high school having children (it feels like we shouldn’t be that old), I watched our neighbor’s daughter get off the school bus (I wasn’t being a creepy spy neighbor, calm down), and I got hooked into reading Mrs. O for quite awhile and there was one post that I read about Malia and Sasha.

Now it makes sense. 😉

4:55pm

Since I woke late this morning, I snuck in a shower while Drew was sleeping. He’s still sleeping, actually. Yay. He’s much wigglier when he has his rest.

Oh. Hmm. Scratch that. I just heard him say “doo doo HI doo la la.”

So, my shower was awful. I ran out of hot water and OH MY WORD. I still had to rinse and I was shivering and only standing in the stream of water for 10 seconds and then I would scoot out of the stream. It was horrid.

I feel really sick. The glands in my neck are swollen and whenever I move my neck around, it hurts. I can’t breathe very well. And I have a headache the size of my couch.

Drew is making fussy noises so I’m off again.

3:05pm

My darling little boy finally fell sound asleep. I’ve eaten an entire sleeve of saltine crackers. And I’ve caught up on some email and NetNewsWire.

Here are some really interesting reads:

~ A video of moms discussing whether they are raising a religious child or not. You may not have the time to watch the video but please go read one of the comments. It’s powerful. Just search for “funny you should” when you are down at the comment section.

~ New Apple icons released from IconFactory. Yay.

~ An article about brain damage to football players’ brains.

~ Also, have you heard about the octuplets that were recently born? I’m just absolutely amazed by this story and of course found my way to Wikipedia where I searched for multiple births and read story after story. That’s when I found this article that was written last year about selective reduction. I cried and cried while reading it. Ugh. You can tell the author of the article is somewhat bias against it but I think she tries to explain both sides of the issue.

1:45pm

The nap didn’t happen. It’s not even currently happening. This does not bode well for the rest of the afternoon. Hopefully, at some point, I can convince him that curling up for a quick nap is NOT THE END OF THE WORLD.

For Drew’s lunch, I made a smiley sandwich.

He also had 1/2 of an apple, some cheese cubes, cheerios, and goldfish. He also asked to have some “medsun” because he saw my medicine bottle sitting on the table. Um. No.

It’s possible that I made odd beeping noises to get him to smile in this picture. And doesn’t he totally look sleepy and red-faced?

While waiting for him to finish eating lunch, I took a few pictures of items on my fridge.

Here is a piece of art I did while in high school. It’s called stippling and you just make small dots on paper. That’s all. 😛 I “stippled” a picture I had made at Olan Mills when I was a wee lass.

Oh! And I found this stack of stationary as I was going through a box last night.

I immediately wanted to write a billion letters. As I mentioned before, I’m currently writing back and forth with Granny but I’ve also recently started corresponding with my cousin-in-law, Tara. It’s so wiggly. I miss REAL letters so much in this world of technology, Twitter, e-mail, and Facebook.

So, all that to say, if you want me to send you a letter OR a post-card (there is a place to buy local postcards nearby) OR both, then please comment and let me know. I’ll get your address from you and you’ll get a little hello as soon as I can get it all together. Real mail is totally awesome.

I’m really hungry now so I’m going to try once more to convince the little monster wonderfulness that it’s NAP TIME and then eat some food.

12:30pm

Live-blogging from a stay at home mom is not that interesting. I’m just warning you.

Bath-time was rollicking as usual (which means I’m sopping wet by the end). I then decided I needed to straighten Drew’s room because he had pulled ALL the toys out last night and I’d just scooted them to the side when I tucked him in bed last night because I was so tired and plus, if I stayed and straightened while he was snuggling down to sleep, I knew he’d want to get back up and play.

We straightened his room and reorganized and fluffed all the blankets and pillows. If you ever need to entertain a small child, just fluff a pillow. It sends him into a fit of giggles.

I realized I hadn’t taken any good pictures of his room since we moved so I got my camera out.

Here’s where he sleeps. We haven’t transitioned into a toddler bed yet but he does have the side of his crib off and he loves the fact that he can scoot off the bed. I just put the bedskirt on a few minutes ago because I found it in a basket of laundry to fold. I didn’t iron it (that’s for you, Mom, because I know it probably pains your eyes to see WRINKLES, hehe – she even irons pillowcases which I think is a riot) because the wrinkles will fall out soon.

This is the kitchen and a small basket of fruit that he likes to “chew.” Don’t fuss at me because one of the electrical outlet covers is missing. Drew hasn’t tried to touch one since we moved into this house and the covers are down in the basement so I haven’t really had the urge to go find a cover and plug it in. He also doesn’t have anything in his room small enough that he could poke in there. Can you tell I’m getting all defensive about the outlet cover? LOL

Drew likes to sit in this chair and drive trucks on the arms. He also stands in it and looks out the window and asks, “wheresa topter?” ONE TIME a helicopter flew over the house right when we were looking out the window at squirrels in the tree and he was so wiggly and squeaky about it that he can’t forget about it. On nights when he’s really having trouble getting to sleep, and recites all the things in the room and says “night night” to them all, he will look over at the window and say “night night topter.” As if it’s silently hovering over our home at all times.

That would actually be cool.

I keep a soft blanket on the floor beside Drew’s bed for the inevitable crashing or thumping I might here in the night. Surprisingly, I haven’t heard that or found him in the floor for about three weeks now.

This bookcase holds the board books that Drew can’t tear apart as easily as the huge collection of nice children’s books that we have. It’s also a good place for him to drive cars and trucks on. All little boys and girls need driving space besides the floor. 😉

Here’s his changing table and boxes of toys and Dr. Seuss books. His heater sits in front of the changing table at night only, after he’s in bed. His rocking horse is tucked back behind the arm of the couch. We pull it out when he wants to ride. Which is rare because he’s still a bit horse-shy. You can also see a bit of our office supplies on a black shelf. This room used to be our office and we just haven’t moved that shelf out of his room yet. He can’t get back there so we are taking our time. Well, actually, he can. He’s managed to do it twice. But we just found him driving a car on top of file folder boxes. 🙂

And here’s the cozy couch in Drew’s room. It’s THE MOST COMFORTABLE COUCH IN THE WORLD. And we’ll just pretend like he’s never left a poo wad on one of the couch cushions. We read books here after bath-time and before he goes to sleep at night (unless we are all too tired and then it’s just “drewgetinthebedgoodnightiloveyou”).

Here’s the cute lion rug that Mom and Dad bought Drew for Christmas.

By the time I was through taking pictures, Drew was ready for a nap. On most days he just takes one nap now but sometimes he will take two. Here he is after tucking him in bed. 🙂

But as I’ve written this, and uploaded the pictures to Flickr, he has laughed and played and is currently banging on his door saying, “OPEN DOOR.”

Soooo. I will head upstairs now. I am being summoned.

10:30am

I really like hard-boiled eggs. But they ended up not cooking long enough. I followed the “egg plan” that I’ve always done (I got this from my dad who boils an egg for my mom every single morning): place the hard boiled egg in cold water, sit it on the stove, turn it on medium, leave for 22 minutes.

But when I finished peeling them, they were just a tad runny on the inside. Fuss. I think this might be the first time I’ve boiled eggs since we’ve been using this stove. I’ve done scrambled eggs and Daniel has done fried eggs but no one has hard boiled until now. Perhaps my stove is just weird?

But I really wanted eggs. So I scrambled some more for me and Daniel. He ate his quickly and flew out the door. Drew woke up (finally) and he and I ate breakfast.

We both split this:

By the way, it snowed last night. It’s just a dusting though.

I went out on the porch to see what it looked like and I found evidence of something tiny nosying around on our porch.

Yes, that’s our Christmas tree. Don’t laugh. I put it out there the other day (and got sap ALL OVER ME) and Daniel is planning on taking it to the Christmas Tree Heaven place either tonight or tomorrow night. We missed the day wherein our borough came by and picked the trees up for folks.

Drew is watching “boo boo” right now. It’s shapes and colors and he’s shouting RED BLUE LELLOW.

But when this is over it will be bath-time for Bonzo and we’ll be off for scrubbing and splashing!

9:30am

We woke up a bit late this morning. At 9am, Daniel and I both rolled over and said, “ughaheflbkeck.” Which in awake-land means “oh, drat, we must have turned the alarm off instead of hitting snooze.”

Daniel was up late last night, working and blogging, so he probably needed the rest so he can function at his other job today. I was up intermittently through the night as well due to I can’t breathe, I have a headache, and I have to pee every hour (I’m drinking Cranberry juice so you can imagine what other stupid problem I have right now).

Also, Drew woke up around 3am and announced loudly through the baby monitor on my nightstand “HI MOMMY. BED. TIGGER. BLAMBLET. TWO BLAMBLETS. HEATER. WATAH WATAH WATAH!”

Daniel just bought him a very large stuffed Tigger that had apparently fallen off of his bed. He calls his two blankets that he sleeps with “blamblets” and he likes to talk about the heater I keep in his room at night on very cold nights where the heat vent in his room doesn’t work very well. And, he was apparently thirsty. So I got up and took care of him and tucked him back in bed and then crashed again.

Only to have the weirdest dream ever.

Seriously. I dreamt about Barack and Michelle Obama.

I’ll tell you about it in a bit but I have to go check on the eggs that are boiling on the stove.