Ramble On

We went to the beach.

My youngest daughter went into respitaory distress and was admited to the hopsital. At the beach.

She got out on Monday just in time for her 2nd birthday which was on the 21st.

We had a nice time after all that drama. I don't like to dwell on just how sick she was, she has not be officially diagnosed with anything yet but I'm thinking it's asthma. I have a strong family history of it, and listening to her breath, the sound of her rattling chest, it all just clicked into place for me. We'll see how long the medical establishment takes to get to that point. We are now the owners of a nebulizer, and she has an appointment for her 2 year check up on the 30th. I will also be getting my flu shot that day, and so will she.

She's going to love me, and then I will take her to McDonalds because that's what we do after shots. For babies that is. I am still on a very restricted diet to my Crohn's.

I've been thinking a lot about Christmas lately. I'm not sure that it helps that it's the 25th and that means it's "Christmas in September" on QVC and they keep saying that it's only 3 months until xmas which is enough to put my into a panic. I have done some shopping a already but I'm not near done, and I don't even want to talk about all the knitting I should probably be doing right now. So much to do. I need to prioritize because I'm never going to get it all done at this rate.

To be perfectly honest, I have not been feeling well. I went off my steroid and since there I've felt "off". The sad thing is, if I don't eat, I feel fine, as soon as I do I feel like I have to run to the bathroom (and for a few hours after that). I'm having pain, cramps, I have no idea what this all means. My doctor is not worried at this point, but I am. I have no idea what "normal" means. I have no idea how long I've been sick. My doctor mentioned that I maybe have never been lactose intolerant it was most like a "simmering Crohn's" so apparently, it has gotten worse. Is this disease progressive? I've find mixed information on this and I'm seriously freaking out just from sheer lack of information. There is no set diet, so set drug therapies, no set anything for this. It's just all trial and error and I think that is what freaks me the most: the lack of control. I have no idea what is going to happen to me and that scares me.

We ended up having a small "party" for Baby Girl over the weekend. I wanted to share the most successful gifts since I was having so many problems picking things out for her.

Her absolute favorite thing was a complete impulse buy I made on Friday and paid the extra 3.99 for the over night shipping via Amazon prime. A snow white play hut tent.



I knitted her a monster
 


and my mom ended up getting her the Elmo Potty Time dvd, which is adorable. We've watched it at least 7 times.

She also got a Hanny Manny Fix It TV (both my girls love this)












and of course, I made her a cake.

On Saturday we buried my uncle. It was so sad. He passed away suddenly on Monday.  A few hours after we found out about that we had to rush Baby Girl to the ER. Needless to say that last Monday was not a very good day for us. It seems strange that it was only a week ago it feels so much futher away than that.

Saturday was a beautiful day in the middle of so many cold and damp ones. It was a blessing to have that good weather to lay him to rest. I'm not sure I can talk about this much more, I'm tearing up again.

On Monday we had to take Baby Girl to the ER. She was breathing very rapidly and with her stomach muscles, which completely freaked me out. She wasn't turning colors, but I didn't want to take the chance. She screamed through her entire examination (which is a good thing) and she was diagnosed with bronchitis. We were given an antibotic, and an albuterol treatment and sent home. We got there about 11:30PM and we didn't get back home until 2AM. Sent hubby to bed, and fully expected Baby Girl to fall asleep shortly after.

Not the case.

She was feeling a lot better and the albuterol made her hyper. She was literally running around in circles until 5:30 in the morning. Ugh. I laid down on the couch and after she ran a couple more laps and dumped an entire bowl of M&M's on the floor she laid down and fell asleep. She got up at 7AM when the older kiddos came down for school. Needless to say Mama was dragging all day long, Baby Girl was fine though. Go figure, kids bounce back so fast.

I'm so thankful that she's okay. Thank God for that.

I love holidays, picnics, days off, everything like that, however, I always get messed up on my days. I keep thinking today is Sunday.

Tomorrow Middle Girlie goes to school for a full day, and ballet, Eldest has soccer practice, and my Baby has a cold.

We got some incredible news, I keep thinking it's a mistake, so I'm going to wait for official conformation to announce it here.