Total Confusion

(Typed Tuesday 12/29, 0043)

So many important decisions to make.

Dan's work schedule has changed, so we see each other very little now. I don't even know the next time we both have a day off together.

I am REALLY happy Christmas is over, maybe we can get a bit back on track.

I am finally getting over the two week plague (part II), and Evan is too, so maybe now we can all get some sleep.

I took Evan to the pedi today to try to figure out what is going on with him. Because of work, he's been getting a lot of formula. And I'm okay with that. Food is food any way you look at it. I don't judge mother's by how they feed their infant. We started Evan on rice cereal about a week or so ago. He LOVES it. I give him some for breakfast and some at dinner. I think it is his favorite parts of the day.

Long story short, he's wheezy. It doesn't surprise me...we already have 2 asthmatics. He is weighing in at 17 pounds, 15.5 ounces. Big boy! He is not even 6 months yet! He has dry skin, which is what is causing the rashes on his face. He is off of soy formula now, and on Similac Advance. The pedi thinks a lot of why he isn't sleeping is because he needs the solid food. When he wakes in the middle of the night (X2 or 3), it's to eat. That is the only reason.

So, I think we are headed in the right direction with him (I think). Babies don't come with instructions, and all six of my kids have been different, so this is a total trial and error type of thing!

Things are even more chaotic because the kids are on Christmas break. They miss seeing their friends, they miss the "normal" daily school routine. So do I.

Our personal lives right now are crazy and there is so much to figure out. I'm a little overwhelmed.

Sad Day

Today, after 7 years, we said goodbye to Ladue Early Childhood Center.

We started Jack there when he was just two and a half years old. I still remember Jack's first day there. I was the mom crying and he was the excited, social child who jumped out of the car without saying goodbye.

Today, I was again the mom crying as all of the teachers who we have gotten to know so well hugged us as we were leaving.

As I look back at our time at LECC, we grew as a family. I had four babies while we were there. My children went summer camp there. It was a constant steady in our lives. My car knows the way there without having to direct it.

Being a parent, you try to make the best decisions you can for your children. Did I expect too much from this preschool? Did I not take enough personal responsibility as a parent regarding my children's education?

So, we decided to change preschools. Somewhere where I feel as if I'm starting all over. New people, new kids, new.....everything.

So it was difficult packing up Libby's things today and driving away one last time. Another chapter closed. Sometimes it all feel like too much...

I guess it's good that I have this winter break to get used to this change. I'm not sure if I ever really will.

Fa-La-La-La-La

I do enjoy this time of year. This year, things have been particularly busy. The weeks are flying by. I don't know where the past six months have gone...

So I decided to bake the other day. I enjoy cooking, but baking, not so much. I went online to Betty Croker. I found this recipe for Peanut Butter Stuffed Brownies. Like make from scratch brownies. Took me forever to make these things. It was stressful. Nothing enjoyable about it. They turned out well, though. Thank God because they were gifts for the kids teachers.

Now, I'm in a little bit of a panic. I still have a couple of gifts to wrap. I still have to get all of the kids Santa gift from my parents house (the only safe haven where little eyes can't go peeking!), and we still have Anne's dollhouse to put together.

The issue is this, I have to work Saturday, Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Libby's Christmas break starts Monday after school and the boys are in school until Wednesday. Things are crazy.

Could be worse, My brother and sister in law are getting 18-24 inches of snow this weekend. We just got a little rain, which is good, because I refuse to drive in bad road conditions.

Evan At Five Months

The Weeks Fly By...

Happy 5 month Birthday, Evan. It still feels as if you were just born yesterday.
XOXO

What A Day

Okay, so today was a long day. I woke up feeling like utter shit, and Dan is working all weekend, so lucky me.

The Big Boys are in basketball, so that entertained them this morning.

I took the Little Amigos to my parents house to help them decorate their tree around 9:30am. Every year, my parents buy a big, beautiful Frasier Fur. It smells so good (I could actually smell it through my one nostril that wasn't stopped up). The other reason I love going over there on this particular day is because my Grandpa Louis always makes an appearance through my father. I call it his once a year visit. For those of you who were lucky enough to know my Grandfather knows exactly what I'm talking about :)

Libby enjoyed playing with the manger scene (which later she told my Mother that Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus were playing hide-n-seek. Good luck with finding them, Mom). Libby and Anne were big helpers hanging ornaments on the lowest branches. I think they hung about twelve ornaments on two branches. Poor tree :)

Libby unwrapped an ornament that was for our old dog, Winston, and yelled, "It's Cash Money!". My sister would have been so proud.

I took the easy route for dinner and went through McDonald's drive through. I couldn't bare to cook. And I couldn't put up a fight when they all asked for Happy Meals. "You win", I thought to myself. $17 later....

After dinner, Jack wanted to watch "Cops" with me. I love "Cops". I think it is so funny. Unfortunately, the entire one hour episode was about arresting prostitutes.

So Jack was quiet during the first few minutes until he just had to ask, "Mom, what is a working girl and why is she getting arrested just because she gave that guy some money to give her a ride in his car?".

OMG, change the channel. And change it fast.

What do you say to that?

So I told him you can only give money to taxi cab drivers. I suddenly took a deep breath and thought, "That was an awesome response on short notice".

I'll admit, I totally panicked. I was reading my Discover Magazine and not really paying attention to the context of "Cops". Lesson learned.

That will be the last time we watch "Cops" together. Darn, I loved that show.

Give Blood

For anyone is is able to give blood, please do so. And for all of you that are preggo, please donate your cord blood. I have donated all of my kids cord blood and this week, will be giving blood at work. This gift more precious than any present that you can buy this holiday season. You really can save another persons life.

I have the second most rare blood type. I am AB+ (universal recipient).

Do you know your blood type?

SO Excited!!

We are planning a trip to Newport, RI for our 10th Wedding Anniversary. Dan and I LoVe Newport. It holds a lot of special memories and we haven't been there for 8 years.

I have never looked forward to summer, but this makes me giddy!

Dear Santa....

Dan took Libby to see Santa today.

She told Santa, "I really want a horse. A REAL horse. You can get one at the horse farm".

Good Luck with that one, Santa.

Some Days Are Better Than Others

...And today was one of those days.

I have found over the past 9 years that parenting is not always easy. That somehow, you have to be strong even though you are exhausted after only having 4 hours of sleep. Kids don't care that their parents are tired. You don't have the luxury of taking a nap in the middle of the day. You just have to suck it up and do the best you can.

The older kids don't care that the baby is teething, or hasn't slept through the night since the day he was born.

The baby doesn't care that the older kids are hungry and want lunch.

The baby also doesn't care that mom and dad both work and work terrible hours. That mom just needs a few minutes to wrap a few Christmas presents or needs to do five loads of laundry or balance the checkbook.

None of the kids understand that mom and dad would like 5 minutes to themselves.

This is parenting.

Let The Games Begin...

Dan and I have a bet going.

By Christmas, we are going to see who can lose more weight.

Who do you think is going to win?

How To End An Unwated Telephone Call Quickly

The phone rang this afternoon right as I was trying to get out of the house to take Evan to the pedi.

It was some guy calling from AG Edward wanting to talk to me about my 'long term investment plans'.

So he has his speech going....blah, blah, blah. I wanted to tell him so badly that my father works for Merrill Lynch, but even Meg couldn't get a word in edge wise.

Finally, he asks, "Do you have any long term investment plans that I can help you with today?"

I said, "As a matter of fact, I do".

I went on to tell him that my long term investment plan consisted of a boob job and a tummy tuck on my 40th birthday.

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds and then I hear a little giggle.

He said, "I'm sorry to have wasted your time" and hung up.

That was easy. I guess he didn't want to any further details of my long term investment plan.

I Love This Kiddo...

Will thinks that our minivan is a transformer. He asks me all the time if I have ever seen it change into a robot. He told me the other day that if maybe we buy a transformer symbol and put it on the car, it will for sure change.

I love him, he makes me laugh. I might just buy one and put it on the back of the van to see if he notices...

The Days Are Long...

...But the years are short. That couldn't be any more true.

Today, Jack turns NINE years old. At 8:07pm to be exact. It rained the day he was born. It was cold too.

Today, the weather is beautiful and unseasonably warm. It couldn't be a more perfect day.



Tonight, we are taking the big boys to the St. Louis City Museum. This is one of the coolest places on the planet. It's also one of Jack's favorite places to go. The three little amigos are staying home with a sitter, but tonight, we are going to have a blast with our big boys.

Family Fun...

So tomorrow, Friday, I am taking all six kids to have their pictures taken. We do not have a picture with all six monkeys together, so I am excited! I'm not really sure how this is going to go, but I'm going to keep a positive attitude and just have fun with it. But, I am secretly keeping my fingers crossed super tight that we can get at least one great photo of all of them together!

Dragon Keepers

Jack had his first session with Dragon Keepers this morning! He was so excited! He started the morning at 5am because he was worried that he would be late!

Dragon Keepers is a 'club' for (from what we are told) really smart kids who need to be challenged more, helps them with organization, study skills, etc. But, it's all targeted towards these types of kids. They meet once a week on Wednesday mornings from 8am to 9am

I can't wait to hear all about it!!

Reminisce Over You

Today would have been my Grandma Jane's birthday. She would have been.....honestly, I don't remember how old she would have been today. People like her are timeless. I miss her dearly.

Halloween

So much fun around our house!

Want To Hear Something Funny?

There are a few people who live in this house who are big Yankee fans. Jack is one of them.

So, a few weeks ago, Jack was talking to Dan about a few of the Yankee players. Jack says to Dan, "You know George Padosa?".

Dan said, "Who?".

"George Padosa".

Dan said, "Do you mean Jorge Posada?"

Jack says, "Yeah, I guess so. You know, the catcher".

ROTFLMAO! Kids are so cute....

You Have Got To Be Kidding Me

The fevers are back.

This all started exactly one week ago today.

Cut me a break, seriously.

Beer Night

Tonight, Meg is going to have a few beers. This was such a long week.

Today, there are five kiddos home. Jack is the only one that went to school. I *could* have sent Sam, Will and Libby, but really, what would have been the point? Besides, this gives them a few days to *really* get better so that we can start a normal week on Monday (what is 'normal', anyway?).

I worked the past two nights. I do like my job, but it's hard to work knowing there are kiddos at home that don't feel very well.

OH!! BUYER BEWARE! Okay, so I had a patient last night with a red, angry, rapidly spreading infection on her inner thighs. I took care of her on Tuesday also. Last night, I asked her how she thinks the infection started.

So, apparently, she went to a craft fair (first mistake). There was a vendor there selling some type of tape that is "the new hot item" for athletes to buy (it's like a tape material). She said a roll that came packaged in plastic was expensive, so the vendor offered to sell her a few strips that were already opened at a lower cost (second VERY BIG mistake). She used a strip or two (third BIGGEST mistake). Within a few days, the infection on her leg started.

Now, she has MRSA (something you totally don't want...google it if you don't believe me).

Needless to say, don't buy opened goods and then use them. Better yet, don't buy anything from a craft fair....you never know how things are treated, cooked, stored or made. YUCKY!

October 22nd

This is an ironic date.

Today was not only Anne's due date, it was also Evan's conception date.

Not that any of you needed to know this, but it's ironic.

The Ties That Bind

I've come to a crossroad that has made me sad.

I am seriously debating to wean Evan and put him on formula full time. Work hasn't been going as well as I had first expected and the added stress has killed my milk supply. He is formula fed 50% of the time anyway, so what does it matter? It's a sad thought for me though, I nursed all of my babies. Evan is the last and I wanted to enjoy nursing him for as long as possible, but it doesn't look as if things will turn out that way.

The saying, "The grass isn't greener on the other side", couldn't be more of the truth. I am seriously debating whether or not the medical field is really for me. I'm 32 years old and can't find my 'niche'. How pathetic.

It is difficult being a mother of a large family. Most of us have to work to help provide for the family. I keep telling myself that is why I am torturing myself with this job, but then there is a part of me that feels guilty and sad for leaving my kids while many of them are so little.

Tomorrow is another day. Let's hope it's better.

Still Hell..

Libby woke up this morning at 5:30am throwing up all over the living room floor.

Nice start to the week, huh?

I'm In Hell

Nothing like 3 (really) sick kids to end a nice weekend.

Will threw up all over the lower level right before bedtime.

Sam developed a fever around 6pm.

And Evan has his own funky stomach thing going on right with a (not so) low grade of 100.4.

On a better note, Libby was able to ride a horse for the first time yesterday at the pumpkin patch! Dan and his father took the four oldest and they all had a blast! We carved pumpkins yesterday afternoon and the kids loved it!

Will scored three goals at his soccer game Saturday and Sam scored one goal at his game also on Saturday morning.

Oh! And since a lot of people have been asking me how I feel about the whole Jon and Kate situation here is my answer: I could care LESS.

New Preschool!!

Libby will be starting a new preschool in January!

King of Kings is much closer to the house and has a fabulous program. She is going to love it!

I will miss the current preschool. We have been there since Jack was two and a half. We know everyone there and my children have had a good experience, but it's time for a change.

This is so super exciting!

How Could I Forget??

Yesterday, October 15th was dedicated to the awareness of pregnancy and infant loss.

I can't believe I missed it.

www.october15th.com

TeeHee!

Yep, I sent Libby to school today, runny nose and all.

I told you I was going to do it. And I did. I'm not saying it was right, and I totally don't normally do it, and I know karma is a bitch, but it felt kinda good.

The "Problem" with Having a Large Family...

...Is this...

When you send your four year old daughter to preschool and another ignorant parent also sends their very sick four year old to preschool, your four year old then comes home, gets sick, and shares it with at least two to three of the other kids at home.

I don't get why parents can't keep their kids home when they are sick. I get that preschool does cost (a lot) of money, but cut me a break.

So now, Libby, Anne and Evan aren't feeling well.

I think I'll send Libby to school on Monday, runny nose and all, to share a few germs. Take that bitches.

Anne Turns Two (Now and Then)

Wow, the years are flying by. It really doesn't feel as if she should be two years old. It feels as if it were just yesterday that she was born. We are making cupcakes now and despite the rain, we are going to have a fabulous day!

12 Weeks!

Sam took this picture of Evan the other night.

Evan finally found his thumb. Mr. Thumb and Evan have become great friends.

I'm Moving to Newport

http://www.rirealestate.com/property/3052678/75_GRAY_CRAIG_RD_Middletown_RI_02842

I just love these old homes. They are so elegant and magnificent. The Newport (RI) area is filled with them. One after another. I don't think I could ever live in one, but I love to see the beautiful craftsmanship. There isn't anything like this in St. Louis....not even close. Dan and I spent a lot of time in Newport back in the day. *Sigh*, I miss it desperately.

Stroke City

So last night Evan had, to what appeared to be, a 10-15 second seizure. I almost hit the floor. It was so scary to watch. I had laid him on my lap to nurse him and his head and left leg just started...how do I describe it.....jerking.

So Meg freaks. Big time.

When the night was said and done, The Doctor isn't sure whether he had a seizure, or if it was due to his immature neuro system.

We now have to really watch him and call the pediatrician every time this happens (or let's just pray that is doesn't because it's pretty messed up to watch).

Good god, I am going to be completely gray by the time this child is five years old.

Super Fun Day

No work today! I am off until Saturday, so it was nice to spend some time with the kids. Dan and I went to Children's Place when he got home. I LOVE children's place. Their clothing is fun and fab and wears SO well. I used to love Gap and Old Navy, but their quality sucks and their prices are high. Not to mention, there isn't anything about Gap Co clothing that makes me take a second look. We bought Anne the CUTEST outfit. I can't wait for it to be cool enough for her to wear. We also bought Libby a few things, along with a few fill-in things for all four of my fab boys. It was a fun afternoon.

I went to Scrubs and Beyond also. I bought myself the most bad-ass Littmann scope. Bp's are going to be so much easier and faster now that I will be able to hear more clearly. No more scratchy background noise! I also ordered myself a pair of black patten Dansko shoes. My feet have been killing me at work and tennis shoes just don't cut it. It was tough for me to spend $120 on one pair of shoes, but my friend Morgan swears by these and when i tried a pair on today, I see why nurses love them. They are the most comfortable shoes on the planet.

Tomorrow, I am going to Babies R Us to buy Evan a new swing and few new bottles. So it should be a fun morning with the three littlest amigos!

*Sigh*

Work was really, really, really crappy last night.

Remember I posted above about how we can see some sad situations? That was last night. I can't even go into it-I wouldn't even know where to begin.

Just so disturbing.

I threw up when I got home. Yeah, that bad.

Good Week...

Work is awesome. I love it. My father has always been right-when you have a job you love, it isn't 'work'.

I am working on the Women's Health floor. This is so my thing. I feel inspired again.

It was tough going back. I felt a little lonely at first, thinking of all of the kiddos at home. The kids always ask me what I do at the hospital and I tell them that I help people get better. I think it's important for children to see their parents helping others. And this, well, this job isn't always easy, and we see a lot of sad situations, but at the end of the day, I can come home and know that I've made a difference in someones life. That is powerful.

So, I've come to the conclusion that I have two powerful jobs. Being a mother, and being a healer.

This is Going to be a Crap Day

...I officially go back to work at the hospital today. My shift starts at 3pm. It's going to be a really long evening.

I am only working 3 days a week, so I can't complain, really. But still, this stinks.

Libby's Birthday!

We spent the afternoon at Kraus Farms. She asked just about every horse if they remembered her :) We had a great time as usual!

Busy Week!

The week started out with Evan's two month check-up. Squish is weighing in at 12 pounds, 13 ounces. He has gained over two pounds in just one month time! He had his first round of shots (3 shots, 7 immunizations total). We opted not to give him the Rotavirus vaccine, as we don't believe that children need to be vaccinated for everything under the sun. Let me be clear that we give EVERY state required immunization on schedule, but we do not give the Flu shot or Rotavirus. Although, since Anne had an Intensive Care stay in the hospital last November, I *might* give her the flu mist.

Today was a big day! Libby found a pair of scissors and cut Anne's hair. *Sigh*, I was so upset. It's not too bad, so I hope people don't really notice, but gosh, I HATE it when kids cut hair, it's so inappropriate. If you remember last year, Will and Libby cut their hair. Libby, from that haircut that Will gave her, now has really adorable long bangs. But, it took a year.

Speaking of hair, I can't understand this (really awful) trend of little boys wearing long hair. I am picky about my boy's hair. Actually, men's hair in general. I can't STAND boys and men with long hair. Or facial hair. So, while I'm alive, my boys will never have long hair or facial hair. I think it makes a little boy or man look lazy and unkempt. Hello people! Long hair belongs on ladies, period.

Libby had her hair cut today. This is only the second time in her life that her hair has been cut. I love little girls with long hair. I cut off about 4 inches and it really needed it. Four inches sounds like a lot, but her hair was almost down to her waist. It looks so much thicker and stronger, so it really needed it.

The three big boys all have soccer games this weekend. It will be Sam and Will's first games and Jack's second. Jack played goalie in the second half last weekend. I was amazed at his natural ability to play goal. It's rare to find children at this age who can naturally play goalie. Sam is super excited and is pretty darn good himself, but I am interested in watching Will play. Woody has endless running energy....I hope they play him at midfield.

Libby's birthday is Saturday too, and I am going to take her out to Kraus Farms. I have known the family that owns it for a long time and always welcome us to bring Libby out to see the over one hundred horses out there. We'll bring a bag of small apples and a handful of carrots and make an afternoon of it. I enjoy it as much as she does. As soon as she turns seven, she's totally going to take riding lessons :)

Life, as always, keeps us busy.

Libby Turns Four

Libby actually turns four on the 19th, but we had a party today for her and my sister, Katie. Aunt Katie's birthday is on the 11th, so it's always been fun to have a party for both of them. Libby was super excited over the new bike that my parents gave to her. This little girl couldn't be any more girlie!

(Not So) Wordless Wednesday

The New Stroller

I have never owned a double stroller (until now). This will make life a lot easier! Isn't nice and new and not dirty?! We just got it yesterday, so tomorrow we will take it to the park! So exciting!

The Girls and Squish

Libby Goes to Preschool

This year, Libby is in the Panda class! She will be going to preschool Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings-a big change from just 2 mornings last year! She had a fabulous morning making new friends!

Evan Has a New Nickname

Pinchy McFinnegan

Six Weeks and Still Sweet as Sugar..

Snuggling in bed with Mommy this morning. This is one of my favorite times of the day. He would sleep all day curled up next to me if I let him...

Sleeping in the bouncer this afternoon. The amazing thing about being the 6th child is that you have the amazing ability to sleep through anything. When I took this picture, Libby was jumping on the couch singing at the top of her lungs and Anne was crying. Evan didn't move a muscle. This child is truly one of a kind....

First Day of School (Will's First Day of Kindergarten!)

...The years are flying by way too quickly!

One Month!

...And he still has cool hair :) Today, we had his one month check up. He is weighing in at 10lbs 7oz. Evan is doing beautifully. I could hold him all day long. He is sweeter than sugar.

This Kiddo Makes Me Laugh...

For those of you who don't know, Anne is obsessed with her feet. And shoes. On this day, she decided to put on a pair of Dan's socks and Libby's pink sparkle shoes.

Best Week of the Year...

...Is going on now. Can you guess what it is? It's educational and has to do with the most fabulous animal on the planet.

SHARK WEEK!!!

It started last night and it was awesome!! Shark Week never fails to amaze me.

www.sharkweek.com

I have the last 9 seasons on DVD. Yes, the kids and I love it that much.

Evan's Two Week Weight Check..

...Was today, his official due date!

By two weeks, babies should be back to their birth weight. Evan weighed 7lbs 15oz when he was born. He left the hospital weighing 7lbs 8oz. Today, he weighed in at 8lbs 8oz.

!!!!!

I make super milk apparently.

He received a perfect bill of health, so we are super happy. Our pediatrician said he is a sweetheart with really cool hair (both totally true, so see, I am not biased!)

Aunt Katie + Zoo = Libby In Heaven

Aunt Katie took Libby to the St. Louis Zoo yesterday. We, by far, have the best Zoo in the country and Libby and Katie were there almost all day. Libby was so excited she could hardly stand herself. Here is a before pic (below because I am obviously not good with computers) and a picture of the beautiful butterfly my sister returned to us at the end of the day!!

Ohhh Aunt Kathleen.....

This is one of the super cute outfits that Aunt Kathleen, Uncle Mark, Matt, Chris, and Abby sent for Evan. Aunt Kathleen was worried that he would grow out of it quickly, but we are happy to report that he has plenty of room and will be able to wear it many more times (he swims in the 3 month outfit)! He wore this outfit yesterday like a champ!

Brand Spankin' New

Meet Evan. He was born July 13th at 2:17pm weighing 7lbs 15oz and 20 1/2 inches long. He is an angel-such a good baby. We are in love.

The Call Came...

...At 5:20am this morning.

We have to be at the hospital at 7:30am.

Wish us luck for a happy, healthy baby.

Last Day of Being Pregnant..

Tomorrow, our 6th baby arrives.

My nerves are shot. I haven't slept much in the past 2 days.

We dropped the kiddos off at my parents house this afternoon, and while I know they are having a fabulous time, our house is now too quiet for me to handle. I miss them a lot.

Dan and I are going out to dinner tonight. It's going to be a lot of fun. The next time I post, it will be all about Evan.

Oh! And let me add that I'm not sad about not being pregnant anymore. I am so ready to start a new chapter!

Lots of new things to look forward to. A new baby...what could be more wonderful?

In Just A Few Days...

...Our new baby will be here. And, I am very proud to say that we are all ready for his arrival!

The house is going to get a hard core scrub down and I have to do my normal weekly grocery shopping, but other than that, we are in really good shape.

OH! And how could I forget that I am going to get my nails done on Saturday afternoon and I am so excited!! I am going to my favorite spa and it's been a while, so I am looking forward to a little peace and quiet!

My 37 week appointment was this afternoon and all is well. We are all set for Monday and my Doctor is confident that everything will go smoothly *fingers crossed*.

I can't believe we are getting ready to meet our new baby. The weeks have flown by!

Headed In The Right Direction...

Today was a big day for us!

First, let me be the first to welcome the van home after its two week long 'hospital' stay. It has a brand new engine, so I am guessing it is fixed. It started and drove home. Like I said, step in the right direction.

Second, *I think* the a/c is actually finally fixed. I could try to explain to you all what was wrong with it, but I have found over the past few years that these units are a lot more complicated than they should be.

The baby arrives in just seven days. So much to do around the house. But, at least now I don't have to stress....the big things are behind us.

Exciting News!

Baby's birthday will be July 13th! That is just 11 days away! So much to do, so little time!

36 Week Ultrasound and Appointment

Lots of change!! Remember my post from a few weeks ago about baby being not so big? I am eating my words. Baby is weighing in at 6lbs 10oz (74%). Not too long ago, he was weighing in around the 42%. I really need to cut back on the ice cream.

Baby was not having any part of the ultrasound today. He was curled into a tight little ball, laying on his back. We couldn't even get a picture of his sweet little face. Apparently, he's had enough of all of this too!

I am dilated to 1 (it's a start, at least!). He is head down. Fluid level is 11.

I also had the GBS test done. That is such an awesome test. I've been negative 5 times, so it will be interesting to see how that comes back tomorrow.

I keep telling myself that I need to finish getting ready for the baby's arrival...maybe I need to take myself seriously!

My next visit is on the 9th. The weeks are flying by.

Oh! And the van you ask? Nope...it's still being worked on.

So This Was A Tough Week

Okay, so you all know about the van. *Sigh*, the news on the van is worse than we thought. We thought it 'just' needed a new transmition. Wrong. The dealership has the replace the engine. No joke. The service manager told Dan that if the van weren't still under the extended warranty that they would tell us to 'buy a new car'. I guess the bright side is that it's getting a new engine. A four year old minivan getting a new engine. What an absolute joke. The van will be ready Wednesday or Thursday of this week. That can't come soon enough.

And our air conditioner that is four years old itself stopped working in the hottest weather of the year (so far). It was a quick fix, but it was stressful. Thank goodness it is fixed-tomorrow is going to be 98 with a heat index of......well it doesn't matter....it is going to be hotter than three shades of hell.

I am officially finished with work until after the baby is born. I have worked my rear off since December 1st, so this is a much needed break, but it will take me some time to get used to being at home again. The kids will love it and at least I get to enjoy my summer with the kids. Today, I went to Dan's Home Depot and bought some new flowers and then after picking the kids up from camp, we went over to my parents house to swim with my sister. We had such a good time! It's days like these that I am reminded how nice it is to be home.

The End Is Near

Oh I am so excited! I only have three more shifts to work until I am on maternity leave! It's hard to believe we are in the home stretch and I am nervous and excited at the same time.

There is still so much to do to get ready for the baby's arrival. I have to figure out how to use the new car seat, we have lots of little baby clothes to wash, the porta crib to set up and supplies to buy.

This will also give me a couple of weeks at home with the kids, which will be wonderful. The weeks are flying by and before we know it, we will be welcoming our 6th child.

Any guesses on who he will look most like? Jack is our only kiddo with my dark brown hair and I would love it if the baby would too, but I have a feeling he is going to look like our oh-so-adorable Will.

Why I Will Never Buy An American Made Car

As I sit here looking out the window at our Dodge Grand Caravan, which is DEAD in the driveway, I am reminded why I will never again buy an American made car. They are pieces of crap. The car is 4 years old, we bought it brand new with just 36 miles on it and in 4 years, it's been in the shop with MAJOR problems...ohhh....5 times.

My 2000 Honda Accord, which I bought brand new with just 19 miles on it, did not buy an extended warranty, and now has 113,000 miles on it, has been in the shop for NOTHING but oil changes and tune ups.

When the "American" (and I say "American" because Ford gets it's car parts from Mexico) car companies make a car that is worth a damn, I may consider buying another one. Until that day comes, I'm sticking with Honda and Toyota.

Oppps!!

So I totally forgot to blog that yesterday, Dan and I celebrated NINE years of marriage. Where have the years gone?

"The best love is the kind that weakens the soul and makes
us reach for more. That plants a fire in our hearts and brings
peace to our minds. And that is what you have given to me.
That is what I hope to give to you forever".
-The Notebook

Who Would Have Thought?

For all of the past many months, I was so sure that this baby would end up being a hippo just like Anne. I've worried a lot, lost some sleep and pretty much prepared myself for the fact that my uterus has just given up and would let this baby grow to be 10lbs.

So you can imagine my surprise when I went in for my 33 week appointment the baby is now measuring just *a bit* over 32 weeks (and i turned 33 weeks today).

Silly me, all of this time I was worried about a big baby, and watch, this baby will end up being a tiny little thing just like the Wood-man.

I'm not allowed to work past the 30th of June, so that will be a nice few week break before Evan arrives. My next ultrasound is at my 36 week visit. My blood pressure was good today (122/84), my swelling sucks, I forgot to pee in the cup, and I think I'm just a few pounds shy of Shamu. All in all, good visit.

Just about 5 weeks left. This is so exciting.

I Have A Problem

I buy a ton of flip flops. I wonder if there is a medical condition applying to this matter.

What is it with flip flops you ask?

I hate summer. I hate heat. If you have never been to St. Louis during the summer months, you have no idea what I am talking about. We have humidity. St. Louis was just ranked the worst place to live if you suffer from Asthma or Allergies.

So Meg doesn't do heat. Nor do I like the feeling of sunscreen on my skin. Or sand. I hate the feeling of sand sticking to skin. I hate flying bugs and spray on bug repellent.

I dislike swimming in bodies of water (pools included). It's dangerous. People of all ages die from swimming. There is no such thing as being water safe.

Okay, so with all that being said, there are two things that get me through the summer. One: air conditioning. Two: flip flops.

I have no idea what it is about flip flops that I love, but they make me happy so Dan doesn't care how many pairs I buy. I just bought two more pairs from Old Navy. Dan brought me home two pairs from Florida.

My total number of flip flops this summer (so far) equals......8.

Fabulous Day!

...Anne's cast was taken off at 9:46am. Her break has healed and she is free from her club!

Her skin is red, irritated, itchy, and still she still has some bruising around her wrist, but that should all go away within a few days.

Her elbow isn't stiff, though she still walks around as if her arm is still in a cast.

She HATED the noise of the hand saw that they used to cut it off, but that didn't take too long. She didn't appreciate another xray either. It was an emotional morning, but I am so happy the haunting of the cast is behind us *knock on wood*.

Happy Birthday, Sam!

His birthday was actually yesterday, but it was a busy day, so I didn't have time to post.

Sam turned 7. It's so hard for us to believe. I guess a mother never forgets the series of events the day a child is born. I remember the day Sam was born as if it were yesterday. A beautiful May day. How perfect for him as he is the sunshine of our lives.

When I was pregnant with Sam, we thought for sure he would look just like Jack and have the same personality. The two boys are just 18 months apart.

We couldn't have been more wrong. Sam was such a good baby right from the start. He was my cuddly baby. He loved to he held. He didn't cry very much.

This sweet baby is now a lovable, sensitive, polite young man that everyone wants to be around. He has many friends. His laugh is contagious.

If I were ever to be stranded on an island with someone, I would hope it would be Sam. I just love being around him.

Happy Birthday, Sammy-B.

30 week Appointment

...And this baby boy is still growing right on target. I'm shocked, actually. I thought for sure he'd end up being a moose like Anne. There is still plenty of time for him to pack on the pounds, so we'll see what happens with his growth in 3 weeks.

The plan is at least in motion. I won't go past 38 weeks. One, because of my blood clotting disorder, and two because of Anne's *fabulous* delivery.

So we are looking at a birthday around July 17th. Just eight more weeks. It's time to start getting ready.

Cheer, Cheer for 'Ol Notre Dame

I saw this whole thing with Notre Dame and the 'President' on the news over the weekend.

And, honestly, I am trying to figure out why this was such a big ordeal.

The President has his abortion views and while I understand that Notre Dame is a Roman Catholic University, (as sad as it is) the President is still the President.

He could have gone to another prestigious school-Harvard, Yale, etc, but he went to Notre Dame.

I have a lot of respect for Notre Dame. I think it is an excellent school that few are able to experience being a student.

So who did people want to speak at graduation? Even if you don't support the President or agree with his views, I think it was immature for some people who attended the graduation to yell out comments during the ceremony.

Grow up, people. If you want your opinions to be heard, start a blog or something. Seriously.

The Haunting of the Cast (Part II)

So the pedi ortho called us back around 1pm and told us to come in for a 2pm appointment.

At 1:30pm, off we went.

I like the Doctor a lot. He's a really nice guy. They re-xrayed her arm and the really good news is that it has already started to heal.

I'm not sure if I mentioned that her first cast came just up to her elbow. According to the Ortho Dr, it's easy for little kids to pull their casts off, so that made me feel a little better.

The way to "fix" the pulling-off-the-cast problem is to put a cast on up to the shoulder.

....*awesome*.....

Anne now has a cast back on that is up to her shoulder. They gave her a pretty shade of purple which is cute.

The even better news, the break is healing so fast that she only has to have it on for two more weeks. It comes off May 29th.

The Haunting of the Cast

This morning while Will and Libby were at preschool, Anne and I had a few errands to run. We went to the grocery store for a few things and after dropping everything off at home, we went to Walmart.

Have I ever mentioned that I hate Walmart? It's really a love/hate situation. I love their prices, but hate the way the store is set up. It's just not my favorite place, but will tolerate it to save a little money.

While we were there, standing in the laundry detergent isle, I was busy talking to my sister on the cell and the next thing I know, Anne is yelling "MOM!". When I turned to her sitting in the cart, she handed me her cast.

Yep, she slipped it off. I guess the swelling had gone down enough, because it took her little to no effort to pull it off.

Now, we are "patiently" waiting for the pedi ortho to call back to tell us what to do (like this is brain surgery or something).

My father is right.....It's always something.

Bath Night

Have you ever tried bathing a nineteen month old with a cast? It's not as easy as you may think.

First, forget the bathtub. You lose all control over the injured limb. So, the only option you have is the kitchen sink.

Which, isn't too bad.

But first, you have to take (at least) two trash bags and wrap them around the smallest cast known to man, then tape the hell out of it with medical tape and pray to god you didn't miss a spot where water can leak through and get the cast wet.

But, she had to have a bath. The last bath Anne had was Sunday morning and she was so dirty there could have been no way I could take her out in public tomorrow.

Needless to say, the bath wasn't *too* bad. it just takes some time, some patience, and a ton of tape.

It's going to be a long six to eight weeks.

Happy Mother's Day

...We had a wonderful morning/early afternoon at my parent's gold club. Dan and the kiddos made some awesome things for me and, well, it was just a really nice day.

...And the day ended with Anne getting a cast on her wrist. Yes, she broke her wrist falling off of the couch late last night.

The thing that kills me about it is that in eight and a half years, we have never had a broken bone here. Three wild and crazy boys who climb trees, fly down the sidewalk on the bikes and it's the couch that gets Anne. Go figure.

It is a clean break that they didn't even have to set and she has the cutest little cast which the other kids will love to color and decorate for her. She has to have it on for six to eight weeks and we have to see a Pedi Ortho seven days from now.

See, I told you....our house is like a goodie bag full of surprises.

Twilight

Okay, don't laugh.

A month or so ago, I could care less about the book or the movie. And then, I took care of a patient at the hospital who was obsessed with it. So, I thought to myself, "I'll give the book a try.".

I read the (first) book in two days. I couldn't put it down. It is fabulously written, a love story that somehow won't allow you to put it down.

I then decided to rent the movie. Now, the movie isn't as good. Movies are never as good as the books. The acting is less to be desired, but let's be honest with one another, Robert Stewart is yummy.

So yes, I'm obsessed. Add me to the group of tweens that have fallen in love.

Happy Birthday...

...To me. Today, I turned 32 and while that is depressing all in itself, the we had a wonderful day! This is the first year in three years that it hasn't rained on my birthday. In fact, today was sunny, beautiful and 92 degrees! And, as most of you know, I HATE hot weather with a passion, but it was an added gift to turn on the air conditioning!!

We went to Dan's Home Depot store this morning. We were there yesterday morning buying colorful flowers for our bucket in the front yard and last year, Dan made a flower garden for me on the side of the house and we couldn't remember how long it was, so I didn't buy anything for that yesterday. Hence, our trip back to the Depot today.

We bought three beautiful rose bushes. They will bloom these big, wonderful white roses, known as the JFK roses. Dan teased me about buying "democratic roses", but then reassured me that JFK was a "different kind of democrat" - LOL! Regardless, the are perfect and while they were a pain to plant, I can't wait for them to bloom!

We went to my parents house for a bbq tonight. Dan bought me a BlackBerry Curve for me. I was so excited. I have wanted one for a while, but had a hard time justifying it. I'm an organized person (for the most part), so I love the organizing aspect of it. It will take me a while to learn to use, but I can't wait (it's charging now).

My parents gave me my favorite lotion (and we're not talking anything you can buy at Walgreens...I hate that cheap stuff...they don't work and they break my skin out.). They also bought me a pedicure to a fav place of mine, that will be wonderful right before the baby is born. Ginger Bay's pedicure last EIGHT weeks and, yes, I will spend money to pamper myself in that way every once in a while. They also bought me an super cute maternity top. I guess you gotta attempt to look cute when you look like a hippo :)

The boys were off of school today, so it was nice to spend the day together. A lot of work for me, but worth it. The kids love birthdays and would celebrate the dogs' birthday if we let them. They will even ask us why they can't go to their cousin's birthday parties (and that would be because my brother and sister-in-law live 800 miles away in Baltimore - lol!).

Anywho, that was the day. Awesome in every aspect.

100 Days

...Left in this pregnancy.

Well, technically. I haven't made it to a due date since Jack was born.

My maternal guess is that this baby will arrive around the 13th.

And right now, he's moving around like crazy. One thing I do know for sure is this...he's a night owl just like me. We are going to get along beautifully...i just know it.

25 Week Ultrasound

...And baby weighs a whole 1lb, 12oz (43%).

Everything looks great. Baby was sucking on his fist, yawning and kicking. It's so amazing to watch.

GTT test is next week, followed by ultrasounds every 3 weeks. The Superman said this baby could come as early as the 2nd week of July, so suddenly, it doesn't seem as if there is much time left. I guess it's time to think about getting ready....

Large Families + Tax Refund = Pure Joy

I am so happy. We received our tax refund. It pays to have a large family. Our savings account just had a stroke and it feels good!

A Day To Remember

Today, I remember my Grandmother, with much love.

Glorious Day

Because today, the 2nd of April, Will officially started his Growth Hormones! I gave him his first shot this morning. The needle is tiny....just 1/4" long. He did really well! We know there is a 50% chance this may not do much for him, but after 3 years and 2 months worth of testing and waiting, he deserves this opportunity!

I Need The Help Of Creative Minds...

The kiddos are super excited about the new baby. We are involving them as much as we can. In the past, we have signed them up for the siblings class at the hospital where I deliver, but because there is now an age range, I would have to go to two different classes, which won't really work because of my work schedule, baseball, end of the school year, and summer camps.

So, I was thinking that something we could do in the next few months would be to have a onsie making party. A onsie is an outfit in my house, and I thought it would be special if each kiddo made one for their new brother.

So, if you were doing this, would you just buy a ton of fun supplies and let them do whatever they want, or try to make it more organized?

Also, Danielle....
Do you have a recipe for red velvet cake? I can't find a good one that is totally from scratch.

Down To Four...

Names, that is.

Evan
Chase
Cian (prn key-in)
Aidan

Naming Rights

Go to me, the mother that is growing this little human being.

So, naming advice = No thank you. We've done pretty well so far, so don't anyone worry about this little guy :) We won't name him Ralph.

And yes, Dan does have a say in it, his opinion is the only one that matters <3

I Guess Medical Science Can't Tell Us Everything..

Will had an appointment with his Endo Doctor yesterday. This appointment was actually part of the whole 'starting Growth Hormones' process. It's a very long process....it's exhausting to be honest with you.

Anyway, we've been coping with a child who hasn't been able to grow at an appropriate rate. Will turned 5 in January, and weighs just 32 pounds. He's been this way since before birth, so it has been a mystery to us of why he can't grow.

Yesterday, he had to be weighed and measured. This can be a little nerve-wracking for most parents, but for parents like this, it is very nerve-wracking. We usually hear, 'no growth'. It is stressful.

But to my utter surprise, Will had grown an inch in height and a pound in weight in just three months.

*Blink, Blink*!

We haven't seen that amount of growth out of him for.....well, I don't think we ever have.

Don't get me wrong, he is still tiny. He's only in the 2% for height and he is not even on the chart for weight.

My point is, we've always been told by his Endo that he'll never be able to grow at a 'normal rate' and that he will always been tiny.

Maybe yesterday, he proved his Endo wrong.

Oh! But we are still doing Growth Hormones :)

The Thing About Maternity Clothes

They suck. It's probably the only thing about pregnancy that I hate. And what I think is funny is when companies try to make maternity clothes fashionable. Seriously? Oh! And to top it off, those maternity shirts with sayings on the front are the stupidest thing I have ever seen. Who exactly needs to wear a maternity shirt that says "Baby Bump", or, "Due in July". Good god, what are we 5?

So, here's the thing, i am just about 22 weeks and I am not wearing maternity clothes yet. I am still wearing "normal people" jeans and shirts. But, I know in the next three weeks, I will have to start wearing them, so I went to Motherhood. I found a few (plain) tank tops and that's about it. I couldn't even find plain white panties. Everything has to have immature prints all over it *rolling eyes*.

I had luck at Old Navy (thank god), so I feel set. Oh! And let me just add that the only good thing about summer are Old Navy flip-flops (and air conditioning). I buy like a dozen pairs.

AIG

Seriously?

It's Time....

To announce to everyone who may not know already that we are expecting a baby boy due July 29th.

This is super exciting and the kids can't wait!!!

I Love Eli Lilly

Because yesterday afternoon, FedEx delivered Will's first month of Growth Hormones (over $3000 worth). We will be starting them the week of the 23rd.

This is exciting.

Please Explain This To Me

Okay, here's the thing about some mother's that really get to me. I'm the type of mother that will tell you exactly how things are around my house. I don't sugar-coat things, I don't make my kids out to be more than they are. I have my opinions on a lot, and I totally get that what works in my house, doesn't work for everyone. And that's okay, I don't judge others because I may do things differently.

I do however, have a problem with parents who are hypocrites.

For example, the other day, Jack invited a friend over after school. They watched "Tom and Jerry" and went to play outside.

The next day, the mother of this little boy told me that they don't allow their children to watch "Tom and Jerry" because it is too violent.

"Okay", I thought to myself. To each their own.

UNTIL, this SAME mother asked if Jack (our eight year old) could come over and watch "Lord of the Rings" with them. WhAt??!!

Was she serious???!!!!

"Tom and Jerry" is too violent, but "Lord of the Rings" is just fine.

Please explain to me the difference.....

Like I said, I can't stand hypocrites....

The Stock Market and Obama

If you know anything about the stock market and from the little *I care* to know about Obama, this is not a love affair and the stock market is telling us A LOT.

Are you listening to what the market has to say?

Feel free to discuss.

Slow Down and Enjoy Life

Things have been busy around here. There is a lot going on. I've been under a lot of stress. And I hate that. Meg cannot function under stress.

So this past Tuesday morning when the other kiddos were in school, I took Anne to the park. Sure it was chilly, but the sun was out, and it was just the two of us.

I took her to this park not far from our house that also has horses. It has a small nature trail and a nice playground. I could go there everyday, it's so pretty and relaxing.

Anne took one look at the swings and took off running as fast as her short, chunky little legs would carry her.

I put her in one of the swings for little people and started to push her.

She suddenly had a smile from ear to ear and let out so many huge belly laughs that I had to laugh with her. She would throw her head back, clapping her hands and letting the cold air hit her in the face.

I just stopped for a minute and watch her. And I realized that life doesn't get any better than those few minutes. The way the swing brought her utter joy, the way we had a morning to spent together, the way we didn't notice how chilly that cold air really was. Pure innocence. Pure happiness.

We have so many moments like this with our children. We are lucky parents to have them in our lives.

Get Your Tubes Tied, Seriously.

I have a problem with the mother who just had 8 babies. At first, she didn't bother me. I figured that if she could 'handle' 14 children, then it wasn't my place to judge.

And then, come to find out, she doesn't have a job, she has 6 other children at home, she does not have a spouse and her poor parents are having to shelter and help 'provide' for them.

While I support large families and I am fully against abortion, I think what this mother has done is irresponsible and unfair to these children.

On top of it, she's a liar.

I don't know how she can sit on national television and say she doesn't want anything for free and doesn't accept money to support her children. She does, in fact, receive money in food stamps and disability for a few of her children. You can't feed 14 children on $490/month. That is impossible.

Today, on the news, it is fact that a family website has been made for her and her children, and a link to where people can 'donate' money to them.

IS SHE KIDDING?

I have an idea for this mother....GET A JOB.

I don't work my ass off working 40 hours a week for the fun of it. I do this so that my children can live comfortably. I CAN'T STAND mothers who feel as if it is their RIGHT to stay at home, even though they struggle to pay bills and put food on the table. Don't complain about money if you aren't 'willing' to work.

Maybe she should have thought about adoption. There are so many childless families in in our country that would give their kidney for a baby.

She gives large families a bad name and I wish she would just go away.

The Happiest I Have Ever Seen My Husband...

...Was yesterday when the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit issue arrived in our mailbox. Bless his heart, you would have thought that he had never seen a woman in a bikini before. It was really cute. I'm not the type of wife to be bothered by this issue, I figure, if it brings him a few days of pure bliss, then rock on..

...Now, I just need to order myself that calendar filled with really hot fire fighters :)

See, it's a win-win situation.

After Three Long Years...

Will has finally been approved to start Growth Hormones. His MRI came back clean (meaning free of brain tumors and abnormalities). We are meeting with the Endo on Thursday for Growth Hormone education. It's been a long, emotional road, and we are just thrilled to be at this point. Even if Will doesn't gain much height out of this, at least we can say we tried. He really deserves this opportunity.

We Survived

Will did well with his MRi this past Friday. The Endo gets the report today, so you know sure as hell I'm going to start calling the office right before lunch for the results :)

On a side note, work is okay. I'm going to transfer out of Rehab after my six months are up. Patient care of adults totally sucks and I'm tired of cry babies who can't seem to wipe their own rears, even though both arms work. Male patients are by far the worst, followed by the needy old ladies. Oh! And CDIF is going around, so yeah, awesome.

Loads of Fun

Will's brain MRI is scheduled for February 6th at 8am.

The Good Old Days...

I miss them. A lot. I miss being home as much as I was. I feel terrible for leaving them. I'm rethinking all of this. Is it all worth it?

I question all of this for a few reasons. Two of our kids had check ups over the weekend. Both are dropping on the charts. I'm not home to watch what they eat. I'm not doubting Dan, I'm just......I'm just a control freak that is having a difficult time with all of this.

Both asthmatics are sick again. And I'm not home in the evening to care for them.

I thought this whole working thing would be good for me and now my nerves and guilt are questioning all of that. They are only little once, and I am missing out on a lot already. I see Jack and Sam for just about 2 hours a day. How pathetic is that?

It's just a lot of stress to be the parent to pay the bills, care for the kids half of the day, be the parent to carry the medical insurance......this is shit to be perfectly honest with you.

This to shall pass, I guess.

Happy Birthday, Will

Today, he turned five years old at 10:37am.

He was our smallest baby and just 5 pounds, 10 ounces. He was our most beautiful newborn. He was my fastest labor and delivery, taking just 1 hour 37 minutes.

He was so small that we had to wrap him in three blankets just to get him to fit into his car seat the day we brought him home from the hospital. He wore preemie clothes for three weeks. You could hold him easily in one arm. He was our baby that cuddled the most.

But, today, with a weight of just 30 pounds, he amazes us. His size never stops him. He keeps up easily with his older brothers. He has many, many friends. His sense of humor is awesome. He has a heart the size of ten giants.

It feels as if it were just yesterday that he was born, and now, we have a sweet, lovable five year old getting ready to go to kindergarten. Time flies by way too quickly.

Back To Normal...

...Well, as normal as we get around here. I am off of working days, which I am totally thrilled about. I took the kids to school this morning. I haven't been able to do that for five weeks and I missed it a lot. And this morning I thought for sure it would be chaotic since I haven't been on their morning routine for weeks, but it was unusually calm and organized as it always has been.

The weather was beautiful today. It was close to 60. I am so happy I had the day off. The girls and I had a wonderful morning outside. I figured I had better enjoy it, tomorrow high is only going to be 29. Gotta love the midwest.

So, I was able to catch up on some of my message boards.

Hey, DD, I thought of you and your post about message board ladies. You are right, they can be CrAzY. I started a little fight on one of mine today. I mean, god forbid someone actually has their own opinion. Well, they didn't like mine.

Laura, it's post 43 (you'll get a kick out of it) - I'll email you details about it.

And let me just say that while I support large families and the philosophies of large families, I do not support those who have more than they can financially handle. If you can't afford proper medical insurance, and the basic living needs and expect the government and tax payers to help support you and your dozen kids, then maybe it's time to think about getting your tubes tied. Seriously. I'm sure the tax payers would be more than happy to pay for that 'elective' surgery (<--that was part of my debate today on the board).

This may be Land of the Free, but this is not Land-of-the-free-handouts.

Crying Over Perfect Strangers...

So, I'm thinking maybe now I'm not cut out for this.

Today, I was down in Brain Injury.

I took care of a 28 year old patient involved in a head on MVA while 8 months pregnant. Baby lived, she lived, but she will never be the same.

They teach you early on not to get emotionally attached. Not to take work home with you.

But, how do you not get upset over a mother who will never live a normal life, or able to hold her babies again.

The thought turns my stomach and makes for a good cry home.

Take my advice, wear a seat belt.

Smart As Hell...

Jack is obsessed with anything that has to do with science. Right now, He's into sharks. Which, I love as I loved sharks growing up also.

After another long day shift, I walked into the house and there was Jack all excited, waving his arms in the air, ready to tell me something....

And then came his big chance and he yelled out...

"Mom, Mom...did you know the average Great White Shark is sixteen feet long, eight feet deep and six feet wide??!!!!".

"No way, Jack! I didn't know that". (Yes, I did, but shhhh).

This weekend, I just have to take him to the Science Center to see the movie on sharks that will only be showing for another few days. It will be worth every penny.