Thursday, April 15, 2010

Mid April

Ok, so after starting with Maryn's birth story, I've taken a bit of a break.  While it was cathartic, it was also incredibly difficult.  I tell you, at 7:30 on March 31, I bawled like a baby.  No pun intended.  I just don't know if I can finish up the rest of her "birth" story right now.  I will some day.  I promise

On to real time.

Jaime is still as sweet as sugar.  I walked in yesterday and just bent over near him.  As soon as he saw me, he reached up and repeated "MAMA" until I picked him up.  What did I do to deserve such a sweetheart?

He's being creative.  Lots of new words and games.  Did you know that a squirrel does, in fact, make a specific sound?  I sure didn't.  But just ask J, and he'll tell you what a squirrel says!  It's some sort of weird "coo" sound, but it comes from the back of his throat.  And he just invented his new "up high" game.  I can't keep up.

Maryn is being a mini-me.  Total drama and attitude.  Two days ago, she pulls out, not only her NG, but also her trach!  Little sh!t!  She's lucky I wasn't there this time.  So of course, I'm now wondering if this is the start of something regular.  Oh joy.  God help what's left of my hair if this DOES become a habit.  Of course as I'm "chatting" with her about it, I just get this completely innocent "but I'm cute and you love me Mommy" look.  How am I supposed to compete with that?  Really?  Oh, who am I kidding?  She, and her brother, have me wrapped around those little fingers so tight I don't stand a chance.

The Princess has also cut her first tooth.  I noticed on Sunday (April 11).  She had been chomping on her fingers a whole lot recently, but she finally let me try and feel around in there Sunday.  The bottom left one hasn't just poked through, almost the entire top surface is through.  And the upper left is getting close too.  Only a little late considering she should be 9 months old today. 

We've been trying to get her to eat a little bit of baby food.  Started with squash.  Negative.  Peaches?  Nope.  Sweet potatoes?  Would you believe I think she likes them?  Just like Big Brother!  The past 2 nights she's taken about 1-2 tsps without a huge fight.

Surgery is scheduled.  Thursday, May 6.  And it's a full-plate.  Come to find out that it won't just be a g-button, fundo and upper bronch with possible dialation.  Pulmonolgy also wants a lower bronch, and neurosurg is going to take out the reservoir (pre-shunt thingy).  Fun I tell you!

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