April 2007 Archives

That'll do pig, that'll do.

Here they be.

I received the following youtube from my bud Erich. Oh. My. God. Memories of Miami summed up perfectly here!!!!

Thanks, Er!!

OK, so Monday TOTALLY Sucked. Not with Owen, though - Ryan got really sick. REALLY sick. Pretty much what Owen had. Owen did wake up with the brown pee. Not good, right? Ryan had been puking ALL morning, but he *had* to go to work because he had missed 4 days the previous week taking care of Owen and he was really far behind. Luckily, he has his own office (no cubes), so he couldn't really pass his germs on to anyone.

I took Owen to daycare and was dreading his reaction - kid hadn't been to baby jail since Thursday, April 5th. We get there and he throws the toys he's playing with onto the floor of the car and is ready to be lifted out. We walk in and he practically runs to his room. I open the door to the room and the teacher picks him up, gives him a huge hug, and puts him down. He starts playing like he never left. Doesn't even wave goodbye, turn around, give me a hug, nothing. Hmph. I should get used to it, I suppose. :)

I give the teacher instructions to keep him hydrated and monitor his pee and let me know what color it is and all that stuff. I go to work, nervous throughout the day.

I call Ryan around 11 a.m. and he sounds like total crap. I'm praying I don't get anything.

Around 5, I call Ryan again and he doesn't sound as bad. Maybe the day is picking up. I go pick up Owen around the same time and he's sitting outside on the swings just swaying back and forth. He gives me this great smile and tells me he's ready to go home. I check the pee log (ha ha ha) and his pee has gone from yellow to clear! YEA!

Soooooo long story (not so) short, Owen's doing much better. Tuesday he woke up with no brown pee (according to Ryan), and the rest of the day it was a normal color. That's my boy! What a good pee-er! :)

Anyway, Ryan's also doing much better. Thanks for keeping up with us and sending us your good wishes.

As a BONUS - I have updated Owen's February Pics on Shutterfly. See link at right.

THANK YOU!

So I think this has possibly been the worst month this year. Yeah, not probably. It is. Aside from other personal issues I won't go into here, just having to watch your child suffer is ... just ... wow. Not cool.

I came home from my business trip on Thursday night. Ryan and Owen picked me up from the airport (of which my flight was an hour and a half late - thank God for Internet updates so Ryan didn't have to wait). I began to climb into the front seat, then changed my mind and jumped into the back, even though I knew Owen was sleeping. I got in the car and he awoke and he sort of looked at me, smiled a really weak smile, then just turned his head a little. My poor sweet baby. Ryan wasn't thinking clearly and ended up taking the wrong exit out of the airport, so our normally 15-20 minute ride home ended up taking 35 minutes. Which isn't that bad until you take into account that all I really wanted to do at that point was snatch my baby out of the carseat and hug the crap out of him (although, from what I hear, he was getting the crap out of him all on his own. Damn diarrhea.).

Owen looked so tiny in his car seat, yet at the same time, he looked like he had aged so much. His tiny frame, sitting in that car seat, limply, to me it seemed, was heartbreaking. His face, usually full of smiles and baby chubs, looked a bit empty, stoic, and ... well, as if he had seen the world in his travels and trevails and didn't like what he saw. I would ask him questions here and there - "Owen, are you tired?" and he'd nod his head in response. I'd ask him if he was doing better, and he'd give me a weak look. I know he understood what I was saying, because he nodded yes at the right times, no at the right times, and generally responded to everything I was saying.

Ryan told me that Owen had learned to communicate really well with him - he was able to tell Ryan what he needed, when he was about to puke, if he just went poop and needed a change - it was pretty astounding to Ryan. I imagine they had to be able to communicate well to survive 72 straight hours of being sick like that.

This is going to be kind of long, so I'll put it in the extended entry.

I usually don't dedicate entire blog entries to my kid, but wanted to today - for several reasons.

First and foremost, I miss him. I'm 1,000 miles away from him right now on a business trip. Yesterday was my first night away from him since he's been born. I knew the time would come eventually when he'd want to do sleepovers at his friends, or at his grandparents' houses. As a matter of fact, I had even been pushing welllll early on in his life for his local grandparents to take him overnight since they had been talking about it. Things didn't quite turn out well, so those plans have been shelved indefinitely. And now, I can't imagine him doing that. Not that I don't want him to; I just really enjoy putting him to bed at night. And even if someone else gets him ready for bed, and I get home past his bedtime, at least I can sleep well knowing that his face will be one of the first I see in the morning, and it just makes my heart smile. Again, I'm not averse to the idea of him having a sleepover somewhere else (as long as he's safe and sound) - actually, I think I'm gonna ask the in-laws to watch him overnight soon. Wish me luck with that. He'll be a full year and a half by then.

Second, the kid is damn cute. And IMO, very smart. :) I am a biased mom. I know this. But seriously, this kid astounds me with every little thing he does. In the month of March, he became such a little parrot, repeating everything you asked him to. The cutest thing of all is when you say to him, "Owen, say 'Owen.'" And then he says "Oh-weeeeee!" Or when I was sitting on the porch swing w/him outside and said "wheeee" to show approval for the fun swing ride and the next time he was on, he was all "Wheeeee!" Or (ok, one more story) how cute it is when you say "Owen - What does a dog say?" and he says "Dawg!" He used to say "Oof. Oof." But somewhere along the line, that changed to "Dawg!" He does a bunch of animal imitations. Dog, cat, cow, duck. The best are lion ("Raaawr!" complete with a hand claw coming toward you) and monkey (we just taught him that one - totally didn't expect him to pick it up - hands under the arms and ooo ooo ooo).

And I want to dedicate this post to him for one more reason (that I'll expound on here - there are limitless, abundant reasons for me to talk him up) - my baby is sick. :( I feel so bad for him. He's been sick before, but he has been throwing up NON-STOP since 7:30 a.m. I didn't find out til about 1 p.m. and have been worried ever since. Ryan's doing AN AWESOME job with the baby, but my heart is totally breaking since I am so. far. away. :( I won't be home til Thursday night, and I know (well, hope) he'll be better anyway. I know he's probably caught the awful bug that's going around. Amelia had it when she was down this weekend; I got an e-mail from Charity earlier - Justin had it; I e-mailed my neighbor to assist Ryan if he needed anything, and it turns out she and her daughter had it yesterday. To top it off - one lady at the conference I'm at (who also traveled from our homebase) had to leave at 2 p.m. today because she could not stop throwing up after lunch. We don't know if it's because of something she ate, but I have a feeling it's this bug. Well, hopefully we brought it up North and everyone gets sick. Sorta like in 28 Days Later.

Anyway, peace out.

I love you, Oh-weeeeee! Mama misses you. Very much.

1. go to www.google.com

2. click on "maps"

3. click on "get directions"

4. type "New York" in the first box (the "from" box)

5. type "London" in the second box (the "to" box) (hit get directions)

6. scroll down to step #23

Congrats to the Gator Basketball Team - two national championships in a row!

(and I gotta say, it's pretty cool that we showed our dominance over OSU in both Football and Basketball in a timespan of less than 3 months)

So give a cheer for the orange and blue
Waving forever, for-ev-er
Pride of Old Florida
May She droop never!
We'll sing a song for the flag today
Cheer for the team at play
On to the goal we'll fight our way for FLORRRR-IIII-DAAAA!

So, I've already told close family and friends ... but thought I'd share the news online, too ...

I know I said I wasn't ready for a second ... but I guess I will have to be - beeecause ...

I'M WITH CHILD!!!!!!!!!

I'm on cloud nine. Today is such a great day.

Have a good day! Hope yours is as good as mine!

Oh, and Goooooo Gators! Good luck tomorrow in the finals.