Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Laid out

This morning, Kale missed out on watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse cartoons because he threw multiple fits.  Oh, the drama.  Oh, the withdrawal.  He survived.  

And I didn't tell him, but I recorded the two shows that he missed so that he would have something to watch tonight when he made his nightly request for Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.  Yep, sneaky momma!

So, after greeting daddy and requesting a chocolate (or two), this is where he settled when I told him that I was turning on a brand new show for him!  I am pretty sure he was comfortable...
Oh...and he is not sick...just worn out from school and all the dancing around that he did when he got home.  He comes to life to ask for juice, cheese, and chocolate from time to time.  He has been up out of the chair twice since I took that picture a few minutes ago...and has resumed a pretty relaxed position back in "daddy's chair" pretty quickly. 

Thursday, November 18, 2010

....all night long

Ahem.  Let it be known that Kale slept ALL NIGHT LONG in HIS BED last night.  I laid down with him last night because it was thundering at bed time.  He doesn't like thunder and hates lightning even more.  I ended up falling asleep and stayed there until around 9pm or so.  I was shocked that he wasn't in our bed already around 2am when I made the "I'm pregnant and can't go all night without visiting the restroom" run. 

Oh the praise that went on in our house this morning (silently to God, very vocally to Kale)! 

Side note and totally unrelated:  I purchased a favorite for Kale on Tuesday.  I bought peppermint chocolate kisses.  He saw the bag when I got home and immediately grabbed it off of the counter.  He asked twice for someone to open it and I delayed him with the comment "in a minute".  Turns out, he is pretty much a clone of me when it come to patience and a clone of both of us when it comes to persistence/independence.  I found him a few minutes later on the couch with an open bag of peppermint chocolate kisses.  He had already devoured two of them and was working on number 3....and had plenty more out of the bag as well.  He wasn't happen when his stash was returned to the kitchen and put out of his reach (read: inside the upper cabinets).  I asked Ep if he had opened the bag.  Nope.  Kale did it himself.  So, if you have candy...keep it out of his reach or its fair game, even if the entire package is not yet opened!

Wednesday, November 17, 2010


*Edited to add...this was written a few days ago...just now getting around to publishing...the irony of that the the topic of this post is not lost.

Remember that post about knowing that I was going to blink and it would be the middle of November?  Yeah, well, here we are.  I feel kind of dizzy.  Thanksgiving and my mom's birthday are a little more than a week away....and then it will be just Christmas just like *that*. 

With the help of medicine, a loving husband, a great mom, and many supportive friends and family....I have nearly survived the combination of work chaos combined with my first trimester.  Holy smokes, its just crazy how different that each pregnancy can be.  Poor Kale is quite perplexed when he sees my head hanging into the toilet...and has learned to ask "mommy, are you sick?".  Poor kid.  I wish I could tell him I was just thoroughly inspecting the inside of the toilet bowl, but then he would want to see it too.  He is a very inquisitive kid. 

My boss is also pregnant and is about 8 weeks ahead of me.  She had her ultrasound today and found out what she is having...and so now I have ultrasound envy.  Have I told you I am old?  Yes, I am old, according to my OB doc.  Or, rather, I will be by the time this baby arrives (35).  Thus, I get to have a "level 2" ultrasound sometime around 18 weeks...which happens to fall smack on Christmas.  Not sure if it will be scheduled before xmas or after...but I guess I should start having conversations with the baby about cooperating and not being shy on ultrasound day. 

Kale still doesn't know he is having a brother/sister.  We just haven't told him yet.  So, he is still blissfully ignorant to the fact that his world will be quite altered by next summer.  He will be a good and loving big brother, but he may not be very accepting of the situation at first.  I am ready to tell him soon...just waiting on my husband to be ready.  I can understand why he wants to delay...because the questions will be never ceasing and I am sure we will be told many times that the baby needs to come out now by our very impatient little man. 

In case you are wondering how tired I have been?  Here are some good examples.  My couponing has nearly become non-existent.  I haven't gone chasing Target or Walgreen deals in...a long time.  I passed up going out to eat with Kale and Ep on Friday night...as the couch was my best friend at the end of a long and tiring week.  And the ultimate proof came yesterday when I had the chance to sneek in a Target run with my mom and decided to just go home instead. 

There...whew...thats the extent of what you have been missing in my life lately.  I know, call the paper...important stuff.  Or not.  I hope you are all doing well and that the holiday madness hasn't already sent you into a tizzy. 

Friday, November 5, 2010

Three years ago today

Three years ago today we learned the depth of Kale George Fletcher's strength.  Three years ago today, he fought to live.  Three years ago today, we came face to face with one of the most comforting and frightening lessons that a parent has to learn...having complete trust in God and the people He empowers to care for your sick child while all you can do to help the situation is sit there and pray. 

Three years ago today, some very skill blessed and dedicated nurses and doctors saved Kale's life.  Three years ago today, God was active in an emergency room at Arkansas Children's Hospital.  Three years ago today, we found out our child had been born with an undetected heart condition. 

Today, we have a happy, onery, stubborn, loving, persistent, tractor infatuated three year old son who brings joy and love our lives daily.  Oh, and he also happens to have a heart condition.  Today, we are thankful for the fact that he is so stubborn and persistent and that he probably has more fight in him than both of us combined.  For each time he makes us want to go nuts because he is so stubborn and persistent, there is a small part of us that smiles because we know its that same stubborness and persistence that fueled his fight three years ago today.