Archive for 2006

Our first small trauma

Xander slipped and fell on the concrete, at the park. I saw him fall and it seemed he caught himself with his hands. He must have made contact with his face to the ground for a split second, and it was enough to fracture one of his front teeth in three places!

After telling me his tooth was broken, I saw what looked like two teeth. Like a second tooth was pushed out over his baby tooth. But it was his one tooth broken and rearranged with the impact (::::::shudder:::::::).

Here he is with his fractured tooth, too damaged for repair:

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He was sedated and the broken tooth was pulled. He will have a gap, right in the front, for the next 3-4 years. My little guy. Its so weird to see this broken smile.

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Have you had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Dewey?

A new search engine msdewey.com. She gets really impatient with your search request, and gives out some nice stingers for various search words. Jason and I got a kick out of her response to our “windows xp” search.

Chicks are one week old, and I am down to 10

I was hoping to be loving my four chickies by now, but had some fallout with my orders and still have six extras. They are running around the brooder box in our living room, having a great time. They love to kick all of the bedding into the water dish, the moment I clean it out.

Here’s one little fella. My goal is to get some light in those beedy black eyes some day. But, this one is in a mini-studio on the kitchen table (aka, piece of paper with chicken on it). I should take a pic every week to share the progression from cute chick, to awkward “teenager,” to full sized chicken.

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A session today: RJ

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“School” pics 2006

Isaac is five! The big kindergardener…

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Xander is two and 3/4…

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Jason and I with our “mini-me.” What will the the third baby look like??

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17 week belly…

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Alright, an update was requested, and we do have a little something new.

For some reason, I got it in my head that we needed some chickens. We still have to build a coop in the backyard but the baby chicks will be here next week! They stay inside, in their brooder box for the first 8 weeks, so we have plenty of time.

I think I will be spending entire days staring at these chicks. Ducks and geese have always fascinated me, in an old Farside comic way. I can just see them gossiping about the goings-on. And the bossy way the geese try and dominate a bridge or park bench at the park, cracks me up.

Although I would love to have my own flock of ducks in the backyard, I thought chickens might be a better start. I’m getting a couple Buff Orpingtons and a couple Red Star hens. Both breeds are fat birds with brown eggs.

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Nothing much else going on. I think we finally completed all the enrollment requirements for the kindergarten at home. Being October now, I was beginning to think we were skipping K altogether!

Xander in his pre-curly days

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15 week prenatal appointment

The nurse practitioner I saw, instead of the doctor, was chalk full of personality (not). She barely made eye contact, ran through the lab work…abnormal pap (great), anemic (what’s new?), than failed an attempt to find the heartbeat, the only thing I cared about, really. Since I have bad experience with not finding a heartbeat, I was not taking it as lightly as the NP. Road rage was welling inside, as she declared it was no big deal and said she’ll see me in four weeks.

I didn’t say a word as I raced out the door, to unleash all of my fears to Jason over the cell phone.

When I got home I snapped at Jason, then at the kids and went to bed. But the next day, still certain the baby was dead, I realized it wasn’t fair to feel slighted by the NP, when I didn’t communicate my concern very well and she did not know my history.

I called them back, expressed my fears, and they had me come back in. The heartbeat was found and all is good again.

October 27th will be the ultrasound, when we can make sure the organs are not growing on the outside, a brain is present, and the spine is not poking out the bottom. Is it being a nurse or being a mother that makes me so paranoid?

Blazed through the Jenna Jameson biography…

And it was quite entertaining!

Not a read-aloud for the kiddies, but fun for this mom-of-suburbia to peek into another world. Several times I was laughing out, and re-reading some lines to Jason:)

Wednesday will be my first OB appointment, and heartbeat check, and it can’t come soon enough. I’ve had this fear the baby is dead inside me. It’s amazing how ignorant I was the first time around, when I thought nothing of never feeling the baby all the way up to 25 weeks. I didn’t know enough to be worried, and blissfully thought nothing could ever go wrong…until it did.

Searching iTunes for a Bob Dylan version of his “Knockin on Heaven’s Door,”

I ended up with this Avril Lavigne rendition instead. The shame of it! You like?

Blazed through the Jenna Jameson biography…

And it was quite entertaining!

Not a read-aloud for the kiddies, but fun for this mom-of-suburbia to peek into another world. Several times I was laughing out, and re-reading some lines to Jason:)

Wednesday will be my first OB appointment, and heartbeat check, and it can’t come soon enough. I’ve had this fear the baby is dead inside me. It’s amazing how ignorant I was the first time around, when I thought nothing of never feeling the baby all the way up to 25 weeks. I didn’t know enough to be worried, and blissfully thought nothing could ever go wrong…until it did.

Searching iTunes for a Bob Dylan version of his “Knockin on Heaven’s Door,”

I ended up with this Avril Lavigne rendition instead. The shame of it! You like?