Parker

This is Parker, she is my cousin Trista's daughter. Isn't she CUTE! She'll be 1 in May

What a F#%*ed up day!

Sorry for the language, but my gosh, what a day I've had! Of course, I"ll write in semi-Cliff's notes so you don't get zombie eyes from staring at the computer screen too long reading my post...

8:00am: I'm at work, one hour into my shift, I'm stocking the coffee bar area. A gentleman comes up to me "excuse me, Miss, there is a lady out by the end entrance and shes bleeding, she needs help!" So we both run down the hall and I see this lady slumped against the building outside. As I walked toward the door, I see blood smeared on the glass, I open the door and see lots of blood. I bent down and asked her what happened, she says she fell and really hurt her arm. Her coat and glove are soaked in blood. I told the guy to dial 911. She said she was in room blah blah blah and her sister was in that room so I should go get her. So I did while the guy stayed with her. I was gone 2 minutes and when I got back, the guy was gone... whatever. The lady's sister came out in her nighty and bare feet. She sees her sister, realizes how serious it is, and goes back to the room to put clothes on so she can go with her to the hospital. So this woman (who is a RN) is staying remarkably calm...while she says "I'm losing too much blood, I feel like I'm going to pass out" So I keep talking to her as I rubbed her back, and she leaned against me and I'm thinking this ambulance is taking too long (even though it was only like 3-5 minutes it felt longer) so they come, cut off the sleeve of her coat... and I couldn't see everything but she had a compound fracture, her bone obviously broke through her skin. I stepped away, because, I'm can take blood okay, but not that much and not when my heart was already beating a million miles a minute and I was already shaking cause it was scary. Anyway, she got to the hospital, had to have surgery, and Jan talked to her and she was doing okay. She was really really lucky, the artery didn't break, it just stretched, otherwise she could have been A LOT worse off... and her nerves are okay I guess. Phew. And as far as we can tell, its not the hotels fault or anything, it looks like she just tripped up the curb and fell way wrong.

Okay... so I go back to breakfast and by this time, its time to start cleaning up. This lady comes down and asks if its okay is she can make a waffle. This usually makes me mad because, c'mon people... anyway, I'm okay with it because she's really nice. She sits in the corner and answers her cell phone while she's eating. As she's talking (kind of loud actually) I hear that her voice is starting to quiver, and then it turns into sobbing "I just miss home! I'm feel like crap, I look like crap...." more and more and more. She's crying all a lone. I'm thinking "what the hell do I do" So I ignored her and kept wiping tables like nothing was going on. Just me and a crying woman in the corner. Hm...but then she left, and I've never felt so cold hearted. I mean, its only human to reach out to people and comfort them when they're crying, but a total stranger I overheard on her cell?

THEN.... after I was done cleaning I was doing stuff at the desk, and this guy came in. He told me he was just waiting for someone. Then, of course, he had to tell me who, and why.... him and his buddy, who got totally wasted last night and are hungover today, are being deployed back to Iraq for the 3rd time and they leave today to get there tomorrow evening. He's leaving his 4 year old twins, who he was away from for the first year of their life because he was in Italy. He is a Col. in the Army. ALthough he was interesting, and I enjoyed his stories, he kept talkiing, and talking, and talking... about eveything WAR.... and man, this guy is all about blowing up the entire middle east to just end it all. he's all about the war and he is US military to the core... great, but I have a till to count, laundry to do, papers to do, things to email and fax.... then he gets on his phone and on the top of his lungs starts screaming at the poor PFC on the other side. "DO YOU KNOW WHO THE F*$! I AM!! YOU NAME DROP MY NAME RIGHT NOW TO THE Mother F*$!er SITTING ACROSS FROM YOU SO SHIT GETS DONE AROUND THERE" He went off for at least 3 minutes and then he called someone else and did the same thing for another 5... by that time he was screaming into the phone and so then I said "excuse me, Sir" and gave him a "shhh... " look like I didn't want to SAY anything because pfew... I didn't want to be his next victim. So he lowered his voice and went into the entrance. I mean how rude, I was on the phone for part of his ranting, and I'm sure the guest anywhere in the hotel could hear him!

Anyway, I left work and though "thats enough crazy day for me" I picked up Aiden and went to his PT appointment. His head is getting less flat on his right side, and his facial palsy looks better. She said he is doing very well and probably won't even need a helmet. YAY!!!

Then we got home, and Blake and Amber came over and we watched American Idol. Sanjaya sucked, even if Paula said it was "nice" and Simon said "Im going to regret this, but you weren't bad" he better not win. I'll never watch AI again!

now I'm going to bed. Tomorrow is my day off. GOOD!

Doug and Jas, Tab and Derek went to the Type O Negative concert tonight in Minneapolis. Hope they had fun! Can't wait to hear about it.

Sorry, that wasn' t so much Cliff's notes, hope you got through the whole thing okay!!!

Oh, and Aiden went to the doc. yesterday, he weighs 11lbs, 7.6oz!

Little Mr. McScreamer

Aiden definately has found his voice... and knows how to use it. He found that his voice can get him instant attention if he shreeeeeeks as loud as he possibly can. Its actually pretty funny because you can tell when he's about to do it because he'll make little fists, close his eyes, take a deep breath and let it all out with all his little lungs can handle. then he opens his eyes wide to see if you're listening to him, and then he repeats. He usually only does it when he's hungry, or when he wakes up and no one is around. He's starting to make some sort of sleeping pattern. He takes a nap at Karissa's from about 1-3 or 4. I'm sure she's happy about that because that's Isabella's nap time, so she gets a break! Then he'll sleep from about 5-6ish at home and then he's zonked out at about 8 or 9.... and then the night goes okay... by okay, I mean he isn't really fussy, but he doesn't sleep for more than 1 hour increments. To make a long story short, we're working on the whole sleep thing.

So this whole Sanjaya thing has my panties all up in a bunch. I almost don't even want to watch American Idol because of the idiots that are throwing the competition out the window and vote for Sanjaya, knowing damn well that he sucks. Gina went home, so now my two favorites are gone, and I'm sure they feel like they got ripped off, they have to watch as Sanjaya is making a mockery of what they DESERVE... and thats my little rant. Freakin' idiot. I wouldn't be surprised if, when he DOES get voted off, he gets stoned to death by an angry mob.

My mom and Dad are in town for Easter (just another excuse to see Aiden) but I'm excited because they're taking him tomorrow night and staying at the hotel. My mom said that gives us time to work on a little sister for Aiden... first of all, NO ONE should have to hear their mom say that, its creepy. Second of all... It'll be a while before Aiden gets a puppy, let a lone a little sister. Then for Easter we're eatin' ham and all the fixins. I work this weekend too... yucky. I feel like I see my co-workers more than I see my son... I guess thats just the way it goes though.

Anyway, I've been trying to take pics of Aiden, but my camera isn't saving new pictures. I have no clue why. I spent an hour today trying to figure it out, I guess I'm just gonna have to get a new camera!

SERIOUSLY!!! NOOOO!

3 MONTHS OLD!!

Taking tummy time like a big boy! Look at how strong that neck is.... and we're still waiting for his body to grow into his head, poor kid got his daddys ENORMOUS head!. Thats okay, more room for brain

This pic was taken with my mom's camera phone, but LOOK AT THAT SMILE!

Sniffles and snuffles

Thats what Aiden has... a horrible case of the sniffles. I would even call it a full blown cold. Runny nose, watery eyes, sneezing, and the snorty type breathing.

Good thing we still have the nebulizer machine, that seemed to help a little.

But anyway, I have to make a quick comment about the picture below... how can anyone say that his hair is NOT a little red? I mean look at it, and I didn't do anything to that picture in photoshop except brighten it a little.

Anyone up for a game of Red Rover?

I always liked that game because its the only game where you call out the person you think is the weakest so they don't rip your arm off when they try to run through the chain of arms.... I liked it because its the only game I was ever "picked" to do something.... pathetic I'm sure... but we all have our childhood memories. The only thing is that I WASN'T the weakest, and I almost ALWAYS broke through the chain, and THAT made me the star of my team when I got to bring back one of my team members from the other side. Anyway, that was a totally random thought for the day. Back to 2007 when April is a well adjusted young women with a husband and a son....

***Fade back to reality with a classic "made for TV" dreamland sound effect... like from Wayne's World****

Going to bed at 9:30 is for old people. Waking up at 2 am, when most people my age are just beginning their REM sleep..... thats just for the birds. You see, I go to bed at 9:30, and start my "BABY SHIFT" at 2am sharp every night. That ensures me about 4 hours of sleep, if you don't count the tossing and turning for an hour, and waking up 20 minutes before Kevin comes to wake me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. in fact, I'm surprised how well my body is adjusting. I like routine, I'm a schedules type of person, so I welcome ANY type of schedule that Aiden is ready make. Not that you all want to know, but here's my morning....

From 2-3am Aiden eats, digests, and get a diaper change... then we play the "Is Aiden a sleepy baby" game until about 3:30-4am... then he falls "asleep" which is really just a half awake-don't- move- me- or -I'll -wake -up ...kind of state. Then my alarm goes off at 5 and I put Aiden in his car seat and he sits there, contently staring at the bathroom lights and steam while I take my shower and get ready for work. Aiden gets a new outfit for the day and if I'm lucky, this is where I get my "its all worth it mommy" smiles for the day. We leave the house at 6:15, make it to Karissa's by 6:30 and then I'm off to work and clock in at 7am....and thats when my day "begins".

This is my routine almost everyday. But I'm getting to like it because Aiden is starting to show some sort of sleeping schedule... not ideal by any means, but its a step in the right direction.

Anyway, so I'm SOOOO ready for Sanjaya (if thats how you spell it, I never bothered to learn because he sucks) to go home... and he didn't tonght, America voted, and he stays another week. But I have faith that he'll be going home next week. I don't care much for Dianna Ross, she's too old, she should be sitting on a beach somewhere not bothering anyone. And thats that.

BATH TIME! AHH yes, one of the funnest (ahem... I mean most fun... grammer april, grammer) times of the week.... no really Aiden likes bathtime, and so do we because he gets sleepy.

Getting better!

Aiden is doing better today. We left the hospital about noon. Karissa came over to help watch Aiden while we did some much needed cleaning. THANK YOU!

He's eating well now, and isn't coughing as much, although he is still coughing. So we're on the road to recovery. He has to still get Nebulizer treatments every 4-6 hours. He likes them though, he knows it helps him breathe better, i think. The treatments make him a little more hyper though, and his little hands and feet spastically move around, its kind of funny, like a baby on a sugar rush. But we get smiles out of him a lot after his treatments because he is so alert.

So there's your update. Adien is doing better, thanks for all your thoughts and prayers!

Pics from my mom.

aunt Alicia and Aiden

Bravest little baby boy in the world.

Well, we brought Aiden to the doctor yesterday because he was coughing so hard that he was throwing up his entire feedings, and he hadn't kept a single feeding down all day, and I was worried he would get dehydrated. Good thing we brought him in because he was diognosed with RSV.

So here's a bitch slap to the idiot doctor I saw two weeks ago when Aiden STARTED having symptoms and he told me I was being "overly cautious" because I was a new mom. Screw you Dr. Idiot. I waited a little longer to bring him in to the doctor because I was worried they were going to think I was being paranoid and bringing him in for a little cold. Dr. Idiot made me feel like I was reading too much into it and here I was right all along, he WAS sick, and it got serious.... so serious that Aiden is in the hospital now.

He was admitted yesterday afternoon, and will hopefully be getting out tomorrow. They have him hooked up to all the nasty monitoring thingies and he has an IV. He doesn't HAVE to eat with the IV in, but he still gets hungry so we have been feeding him, but he has been throwing up every feeding. We switched to pedialyte and the last feeding stayed down. He gets Nebulizer treatments from a respratory therapist every 4 hours, and his cough is getting looser and his breathing is getting less stressed. He was having such a hard time breathing, that he was sucking in his tummy to help him breathe. He wasn't put on oxygen like they were first thinking, so thats a good thing, hopefully he can stay off the oxygen.

He seems to be doing a little better tonight. I stayed with him last night in the hospital and Kevin is with him tonight. I have a feeling they're going to keep him another day just because he is still sucking in his tummy and having a little trouble keeping formula down, but I guess we'll see. He's behaving okay though, all the nurses are getting smiles when they come in, so he's keeping his spirits up for the most part (between crying fits that is...) So much to go through in his 2 months of life so far.