Wednesday, December 31, 2008

They got me

The cold germs that is. I've been hanging in there pretty well until today when I couldn't fight them off anymore. Now, I know why lying on the couch for three days was all Chase wanted to do when he had this bug. So, here are the promised pictures from Christmas uploaded for your viewing pleasure before the new year. Please note as you are looking at the bags under my eyes that that was jolly as I could get after spending the previous two nights in the hospital with Amaya. "Dead woman walking" is the phrase that springs to mind...

Friday, December 26, 2008

Christmas recap coming in a day or so...

As you can see, my daughter doubts my proclamation of an upcoming blog post, but I promise to at least try. The girl does have some interesting facial expressions though, doesn't she?

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

What are you doing Chase?

Those cookies are for Santa! Just because you're wearing a santa hat, it doesn't mean that you get to eat the cookies!

Day Two: Christmas Eve

I think that Amaya is finely starting to kick this RSV goop's butt. Her stats stayed at 94 during a brief oxygen tent free nap this morning. We're still waiting to see the doctor to find out if we get to go home sometime today or if we'll be spending Christmas at the hospital. Cross your fingers for us--and if you have a direct line to the big guy in red, we'd appreciate it if you would see if he has any miracles up his sleeve to get us home for Christmas.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Hospital baby

Amaya is doing better today. While she is awake, her oxygen levels are around 96/97 which is good, but she still needs the tent when she's asleep because he levels drop to the low nineties. We'll be here at least through the rest of today and possibly tonight as well. She is such a happy baby though. Everyone always comments on how beautiful her eyes, smile and name are. I'm sure they say that to everyone, but that doesn't make it any less true, now does it? Little bug never fusses for the nurses or even puts up too many complaints about being trapped in this room all day. Of course the room that we are in is very nice--it's in a brand new wing of the hospital and has two tvs, a futon, two footstools, three chairs, a desk and a dvd/playstation 3 setup. They even brought me breakfast. If it weren't for all of the beeping and the wires attached to Amaya, I might think I was in a swank hotel or something. Now if only someone would show me to the pool...

Here's the little monkey kicking up a storm last night. Apparently the steroids and nebulizer treatments can make a baby hyper.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Shel Hanukkah

I am pretty sure that Chase is still fighting his cold germs. The evidence that supports this theory is as follows:

A) He has a major snot river flowing his nasal cavity
B) He still coughs and hacks throughout the day
C) He actually slept for the past four days worth of naps

Today he slept so long that we had to wake him up to light the menorah. He was pretty cranky, but he quickly perked up when daddy helped him put his new Thomas track together. Although the grumpiness did return for a brief visit when he noticed a picture of Diesel on the box, but no Diesel could be found inside the box. He wasn't completely consoled by the possibility or receiving that particular train on another night of Hanukkah, but it did distract him enough to cease the whining. Anyway, cross your fingers that Diesel is in fact one of the 8 trains Drew bought for him this year. In the meantime, please feel free to join me in my campaign of sternly written letters to the toy company for teasing children about the actual contents of the box.

Amaya is still under the weather. She has lost her voice so when she tries to cry, it just breaks your heart. She is very stuffy and wheezes when she breathes. She tried to be a trooper and be jolly for her Hanukkah present, but she quickly returned to sleep soon after we got the snail out of the box. I think Drew is going to take her to the doctor tomorrow if she is still not well since when I took Chase last week the doctor mentioned that there have been a few cases of pneumonia this year. Better safe than sorry and all that jazz.

Is it time for the Hanukkah donuts yet??

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Last minute holiday shoppers...this one is for you.

I want this:

And if for some insane reason you're all done with your holiday shopping, there is always Andy's birthday that is coming up in January. Yes of course he wants this CD too--why would you think I'd suggest you buy him a gift that he doesn't actually want or even know exists?? And if you do end up getting it for him, I'm sure he'd share it with me, and then everyone's happy, right? And really, since the man is so impossibly hard to buy for, isn't it easiest for everyone involved to just give him the gift of a happy wife? My reasoning skills astound you, do they not?

Friday, December 19, 2008

Sickies the Sequel

Now this one is stuffy and sick.

Hanukkah starts on Sunday night and Christmas is less than a week away-what do you suppose the chances of illness free holidays are? Wait. Don't answer that. I prefer to live in a constant state of denial.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

We're on the mend

Chase has been quite ill the last few days. I've never seen the kid so lethargic--even when he had those endless ear aches, the strep, the vomiting from food allergies, or the surgery recovery from the tubes. Seriously, all he did on Tuesday and Wednesday was lay on the couch with his blanket, take 3-4 hour long naps, and put himself to bed at 6pm. He didn't eat or play at all those two days. What possible disease could have caused such listlessness you may be wondering. The common cold apparently. I didn't believe the doctor, so I made her run a strep test anyway--but it was negative. So, I guess she was right. Blows my mind that a simple cold could knock him on his bahootie like that, but I guess it did.

Today, he's feeling better. I heard him banging around in his room this morning, so that was a good sign. I sent him to school, and haven't gotten a phone call yet, so I assume that he's doing well. Anyway,the picture above is of him playing at the discovery museum where Nate's birthday party was held last weekend. There were also cute pictures taken of Chase, Nate and Amaya, but I can't include them because someone whose name rhymes with Cavid hasn't sent me those pictures nor the ones from Thanksgiving. I'll be sending the lynching mob to his house any day now.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

O'Christmas Tree

Here's a picture of my tree for my Mama since she won't be coming here for Christmas this year. I did eventually find the box with the ornaments, but I never found my tree skirt--so I had to buy a new one at Target. I actually like it maybe a tiny bit better than my old one, so I guess it all worked out for the best.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

One potato, two potato...

Sweet Potato More!

First there was big brother Chase:

And now there's little sister Amaya:

It seems that both of my children are sweet potato lovers. It could be worse I suppose.

Monday, December 08, 2008

And the little one said: Roll over, roll over

So Amaya did. She rolled over once about a month ago, and then hadn't done it since. But within the last week, flipping over from her back to her belly is all she does. Then of course, she gets mad and starts screaming because she can't roll over onto her back again. Her screams are paired with so much drool production that it is to the point where it's sometimes hard to find a dry spot to lie her back down on when I come to flip her back over.
Her other physical gymnastics include doing crunches to try to sit up, working on her breast stroke in the bathtub and clapping her hands to "The Ants Go Marching".

She continues to grow at an unapproved rate. Her appointment on the 2nd found her weighing 15 lbs 2.8 oz and measuring 25.5" in height. That puts her in the 90th and 80th percentile respectively. If she keeps his up, she'll be bigger than her brother by July.

In other Amaya related news, she has become a very violent eater. While she's sucking down her grub, she digs her little claws into your hand and grips it with such force as to be sure that you have no intention of taking the bottle away from her greedy little mouth. Once the formula has been completely drained, she lets loose a wail of such rage at the loss of the food that you'd think she hadn't had anything to eat for days instead of just three hours. She can present a quite angry disposition when she wants to which concerns me for how her teenage years are going to go if this is what we are already dealing with at four months. Boarding school might become an option...

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Tree Trimming

Today was a very festive day for the little guy. First we went to see Santa, and then we decorated the Christmas tree. Well, we started decorating the tree, but we couldn't finish it because I can not find the box that has the rest of the ornaments and the tree skirt in it. I was pregnant at the time I packed the box last year, so who can know what I did with it. I'll continue the search for it tomorrow.

Here's Chase doing his happy Christmas tree dance after he was done hanging his ornaments. He danced all around the room for at least ten minutes singing some kind of song that I couldn't name or even decipher the lyrics of.

Chase said this was a sad Santa. He is kinda, isn't he?

In some not so sad news, Chase successfully used the potty the other night. All mama wants for Christmas is one less set of diapers hanging around the house.

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Monday, December 01, 2008

I yearn for this...

Aren't these the cutest little composition notebooks you've ever seen? I {heart} them. And, since I'm an official coughauthorcough now, they would be most useful for me in case you're looking for gifts to buy me or something. Really any kind of pretty, funky stationery that sells is number one in my book. Target also has cute things. Ho, ho, ho!