Poked and Prodded and Catheterized…OH MY!

I’m sure Brady will appreciate the fact that I’ve put this up on the web for all to see when he’s oh say 12…

My poor, poor baby is sickly. Actually, he’s feeling much better now, but yesterday he was pretty sickly. He had a fever that kept going up and down and was getting pretty high at times, diarrehea, and general ickyness. I wasn’t very worried until I saw blood in his diaper. Then I called and we got into the pediatrician stat.

Of course we got the doctor that we have gotten every…single…time I have taken Brady in for anything other than a checkup. I swear to you she thinks I’m nutty. But this time I was justified. She wasn’t very concerned and thought the blood was just from the poor bubba’s bum problems. She figured it was a virus, but ran a blood count to be sure. Unfortunately, his white cell count was a little off so she ran some more tests to see if it could be bacterial.

This is where the fun begins. Thank GOD the husband was able to leave work early and come and meet me before this. They had to catheterize my poor baby to get a urine sample. And while this went on, I had to lie across him to keep him still as he screamed “No Mommy, no mommy, no peepee, no peepee!” Once that awful bit was over, I got to lie across him again as they stuck a needle in his arm to get blood. He made it through that fine and was actually coloring with me afterward. Not treating me like I had betrayed our wonderful loving relationship.

Then the worst came…the antibiotic shot. Apparently it hurt…a lot! He is normally pretty ok with shots and cries for a minute or two and then goes back to playing. But for this I had to lie across my screaming son once again while he cried in absolute pain. And he kept crying too. Poor poor angel.

I carried him all the way home (I still can’t believe he wanted me to touch him after I had been a co-conspirator in his torture.) Then he  passed out.

He was in good spirits in the evening and went to bed fine. But at 1am he was up and would not go back to sleep. If we left him in his room he screamed “the bed, the bed, the door, the door, Brady, Brady.” Meaning “Brady wants to be in your bed so come open this door!” When he was in our bed, he was twitching and moving and pinching and kicking to keep himself awake. After about 3 hours of this, he finally, finally fell asleep lying across me. Not a fun night by any stretch.

Today he is feeling much, much better. We are off to the doctor again this afternoon for another blood count and results of the urinalysis. Will update and add photo later.

UPDATE

White cell count is great and Brady is feeling much better! Yay! Antibiotic course to follow.

Sick baby eating Cheerios yesterday

Feeling better and striking a pose!

I love technology

If you’ve seen Napoleon Dynamite that’s funny, if not, I feel bad for you.

As I was watching another mom walk along texting while pushing a stroller, I was thinking that I wouldn’t have been able to do this before blackberries and facebook and blogging and cable and all of the things that make being a stay at home mom so much less isolating and so much more convenient.

When Brady was very small I kept in touch with everyone, including my husband, via email. It was easier to type while holding a sleeping baby than to talk on the phone and it made me feel as if I wasn’t all alone. Once I got my Blackberry I no longer had to be alone at Starbucks, or the park, or the grocery store, or anywhere else.

I started this  blog as way of keeping my brain working when the most challenging this I was doing mentally was to

Brady loves technology too… but in a more violent keyboard smashing type of way…

figure out the best way to take a walk while the baby was napping in order to maximize my errand running for the day. It made me feel halfway intelligent and useful again.

Cable television is a wonder that beats all other wonders. How else could I have gotten through days of holding and nursing a newborn on the couch. When I think that my mother had to get up to change to one of the 12 channels she had to choose from when she was home with me, it makes me shudder. Plus DVR allows me to watch whatever I want whenever I want and to record Brady’s favorite shows so that he can see them when it’s convenient to me, ie while making dinner, cleaning up, emailing for work, etc.

And Facebook has really been so wonderful. I’ve gotten back in touch with so many girls from my past – even from grade school – who are now moms. Although we can’t see each other in person, I’ve rekindled some of those friendships in a new and really meaningful way.

I just don’t think I would have been able to do this without being able to use all these technological advances to stay in touch with the outside world. I am so grateful that I had my baby in 2007 and not in 1907. Imagine that? No breastpumps, no disposable diapers, no epidurals!!! And most of all NO in-home entertainment!!!! (other than reading of course, which I love)

Happy Mother’s Day

I just wanted to say Happy Mother’s Day to all of you moms and moms-to-be. I hope you all enjoyed it.

Today was warm and sunny and I slept in, went for a run, got my nails done, and ate Two Boots pizza for dinner. Yay! Oh and the husband and Brady got me a Victoria’s Secret giftcard, flowers, and new sunglasses.

All-in-all a super wonderful Mother’s Day.

We played in the park today!

Thanks for all the views

So a link to my post on meeting Derek Jeter was put in a discussion on Derek Jeter sightings on http://thehousethatjeterbuilt.yuku.com/ and because of that I got the most views I’ve ever had – more than 3 times better than my best day so far!

Won't you guys win? For me?

So thank you House that Jeter  Built for giving me so many views by discussing how awful Jeter looks in his picture with Brady. I assure you that he looked much better in person, but he deserves to look crappy there for being so mean about taking a photo with my baby. Ha!

Brady and I are still fans nonetheless. But geez Yanks, let’s step it up ok!?

Re-twittered

So it turns out that my Twitter account was most likely not hacked and it was just some sort of bug. Very weird. But a few days later I stopped being Kevin Lowe and became myself again. I was still a little cautious so I let it go until tonight and changed my username.

So there are once again Twitter updates over there on the left. Woohoo!