the saga continues...

Lauren, Franklin, and I were supposed to go see The Sound of Music at Astronaut High School last night. We borrowed the movie from the library to watch, in advance, so we would be ready for the musical. We were so excited! Franklin asked all day, "How many hours until we leave?!" About an hour before we were supposed to leave Franklin began vomiting. I felt so bad for him. He was so disappointed that he couldn't go.
Lauren and I enjoyed the musical. It didn't start until 7:30 and it wasn't over until 10:30. As we pulled into the driveway I noticed two sets of Ian's sheets and mattress covers in the grass next to the house. I immediately knew what that meant. Either he had diarrhea, or he was vomiting. Well, he vomited at 8:00, then again at 10:15. Poor little baby. I was up with him at 12:15 because he vomited again. I don't know how many times Franklin was up in the night, but it was a lot! I am exhausted.
I kept having this feeling last night that Roger was going to get sick. Everytime he moved I was prepared for him to get out of bed to be sick. It didn't happen...not last night, at least. Today is another story! He didn't feel well this afternoon, and now he is spending his quality time in the oval office.
SICKNESS...BE GONE!!!

A wonderful surprise

Roger had to go to a meeting last Tuesday evening after I got home from the hospital with Ian. I really didn't want him to go. I was exhausted, and not feeling great, and Ian was miserable. Well, he came home with this amazing surprise he WON at the meeting! How great is that?!

So tired...of this...

Do you ever have moments that you just want to sit and cry because nothing seems to be going right? I'm there! From Ian's illness and hospital visit, and then the stomach bug that passed through Ian, me and Lauren to little things in life just adding up.
Lauren and Franklin went to help their grandma pull some weeds on Tuesday. I needed some groceries, so I packed up my three little guys and headed to Walmart. We were having fun looking at the clearance aisles, and picked up some good deals. It was lunchtime, so we went to the McDonald's inside Walmart. Miles said he didn't want anything to eat. He said, "I'm sick. I need a drink." To me, that meant, "I want some Coke." I kept saying, "You silly boy. You're not sick!" And then...halfway through lunch...as he is sharing a coke with me and Ari...he vomits all over! No, no, no!!! All I could think was, "Oh great! Now I just exposed Ari to this stuff!" I kindly left everything at the front of the store and told them I had to leave. He was sluggish the rest of the day, but he hadn't vomited...until tonight. He hasn't eaten well the past few days, but he hasn't complained about being sick.
To top it all off...Ian has somehow caught a cold, and Lauren has a really sore throat. Ian was also up from 11:15-2:30 two nights ago...I am tired...

The sick bug BITES!

Last week was a very crazy week! Ian had been running a fever for 9 days and it was going up, so I decided to take him to the doctor Monday morning. I thought that maybe he had an ear infection. Well, the doctor checked him and said his left lung sounded bad and suspected pneumonia. I was shocked! He said he wanted to admit him to the hospital and run some tests because this fever had already gone on too long and since it was getting higher it was a sign that his body was working too hard to fight it. Again...shocked! I had no expectation of going to the hospital.
They had a very difficult time getting blood and getting the IV in. They finally found a place to put it in his foot. He was very unhappy! He felt miserable! He had fluid in his lung, but it wasn't pneumonia. Everything else came back negative. His fever persisted. The doctor was confused and thought that it may be a viral infection in his blood...sort of like mono, except Ian is too young to have mono. I convinced the doctor to let us go home the next day, but his fever was still there, so they gave him an IV bag of antibiotics first. Our deductible for insurance is $10,000, so this is all going to be out of pocket! Ouch! The doctor completely understood and agreed to let us go home as long as I would bring him back to the office the next morning.
Ian's 11 day fever finally broke in the night, so we were relieved. I noticed a rash on him while we were in the doctor's office the next morning. The doctor said that was a good sign. Children will sometimes break out in a rash when their fever breaks. That's new to me! Of course, if his fever came back then that would be a bad sign! The doctor also noticed that Ian had an ear infection. He had checked his ears several times in the hospital, so I'm not sure when that happened. He had already sent us home from the hospital with an antibiotic, so we were good to go.
And then, we both got sick with a stomach virus that I think we picked up at the hospital. Niiiice! And then, Lauren got it, too!
Yeah, it was a tough week!

Ian is still sick

He is not feeling well. Cutting four teeth. A fever for almost a week. A trip to the doctor on Monday? Possibly...

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Poor little Ian

Ian has not been feeling well all week. He woke up with a lot of "gunk" in his eye last Sunday morning, then ended up with a fever that he has been fighting all week. If it doesn't clear up by Monday I think I will need to take him to the doctor. He is cutting all four of his molers, too, so he isn't a very happy guy. He hasn't eaten well all week, but he has been drinking a lot of fluids.

In Quarantine!

Everyone is sick! All seven of us have colds. Stuffy and drippy noses, scratchy and sore throats, sneezing, coughs... I can't think of a time when all of us were sick at the same time. This, too, shall pass!

Happy Birthday to Ian!

My baby is 1! It really does not seem possible. I know he is mine and I am probably biased, but he is the most precious baby in the world! He is quick to smile, quick to laugh, quick to give big open-mouth slobbery kisses, and quick to melt my heart. I am so in love with this little blessing!

I know I haven't updated in a while, so here is the one year update.

He crawls. He says, "mama," "dada," "bye-bye," and he signs "more" and " all done." He laughs at his sister and brothers often. I am weaning him off his bottle, which makes me very sad in some ways. He is completely on table food. He LOVES green beans and marshmallows! He pulls himself up to stand, and may take one or two steps while holding onto the table, but he isn't close to walking yet. He can stand on his own for a few seconds. He gets into everything and puts everything in his mouth! He is learning to climb. (Yikes!) He loves whole milk with a little bit of Ovaltine mixed in. He loves music and cannot sit still when the music begins!

He is my little love! I really can't explain how much I love my sweet Ian. It only barely puts into perspective how much God loves me. I cannot even fathom God's love for me. I think He gave me Roger and my children to give me a glimpse of His love for me.

Happy Birthday, my sweet Ian! You are precious in His sight!