So it wasn't such a bad day after all... but poor Roman, he's been a trooper through it all.
Even though Roman busted his forehead and had to get stitches, I was able to get most of school done with the girls while the boys napped, I finished cleaning the bathroom that I was in the middle of when Roman crashed, I got Ella to the gym on time tonight and we had a nice time at McAllister's then church.
Praise God!!
A funny thing at McAllister's: A woman sitting at the table next to me started talking to Kolby and after telling me about her family and asking about ours, she asked if she could hold Kolby. She said, "He looks nothing like your other son." I laughed and told her that many people have asked if Kolby is mixed, Hispanic or Asian. But he's not, he just looks like his Daddy, who is also none of those. She told me her daughter (who she was waiting on) was trying to have children... funny how much information you get from strangers sometimes!
Anyhow, I told her that Kolby was a surprise blessing from Heaven and to be careful what you pray for. When her daughter arrived, the lady was holding Kolby and told her about the kids. The daughter asked me, "Where is this one from-- is he adopted?"
Again, I had to laugh and explain to this lady the same thing I've told people over and over again since Kolby's birth. I love it that he is so different and that he looks so much like Brian!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
It's not even lunchtime!
What was I just saying last night about my little Roman? That he's into everything, yet pretty laid back. And that he recovers quickly from things.
We just got back in the door from the doctor, and my little angel just got 3 stitches right between his eyes. While I was cleaning my bathroom this morning, Roman was playing on my bed-- which is not allowed, and for good reason. Somehow, he managed to end up on the floor between my bed and the side table, screaming his head off. I heard the thud, so I went to pick him up, saying, "I'm sure that hurt!" But I wasn't prepared for his face to be covered in blood!
When he removed his hands and I wiped away some blood, I could see that he had split his forehead between his eyebrows. I was able to get him to lay down and slow the blood, but it wouldn't stop completely. So I called the doctor and off we went... after turning off the stove (preparing soup for lunch guests), waking Kolby and nursing him (he was napping), and getting my cleaning clothes off and putting on something that was at least a little presentable. (I still smelled like bleach, though!)
The split was just over an inch long and the doctor didn't think glue would close it completely without leaving a big scar, so she suggested stitches and said she'd call Kosair to let them know we were coming. Cancel the lunch plans, take a deep breath and get it together... then call mom to see if she would be able to meet me to take the 3 other kids so I could stay with Roman.
All's well that ends well.... we were able to get the necessary treatment at the pediatrician's office instead of heading to Kosair's, but it wasn't pleasant. As I was heading out the door, the doctor caught me and said she could stitch him there. I had to hold my baby down, along with another nurse holding his head while the doctor gave his numbing shots and stitched him.
And Roman? Well, after screaming the entire time we were holding him down, "I all done, Mommy. I don't want anymore!", he promptly sat up when the doctor finished and asked for a sucker. We wiped away the remaining tears, he opened his goody bag, and began playing with his cars.
Almost like nothing ever even happened. Just like I described him last night. Thank goodness for my kids and their unique personalities! :-)
We just got back in the door from the doctor, and my little angel just got 3 stitches right between his eyes. While I was cleaning my bathroom this morning, Roman was playing on my bed-- which is not allowed, and for good reason. Somehow, he managed to end up on the floor between my bed and the side table, screaming his head off. I heard the thud, so I went to pick him up, saying, "I'm sure that hurt!" But I wasn't prepared for his face to be covered in blood!
When he removed his hands and I wiped away some blood, I could see that he had split his forehead between his eyebrows. I was able to get him to lay down and slow the blood, but it wouldn't stop completely. So I called the doctor and off we went... after turning off the stove (preparing soup for lunch guests), waking Kolby and nursing him (he was napping), and getting my cleaning clothes off and putting on something that was at least a little presentable. (I still smelled like bleach, though!)
The split was just over an inch long and the doctor didn't think glue would close it completely without leaving a big scar, so she suggested stitches and said she'd call Kosair to let them know we were coming. Cancel the lunch plans, take a deep breath and get it together... then call mom to see if she would be able to meet me to take the 3 other kids so I could stay with Roman.
All's well that ends well.... we were able to get the necessary treatment at the pediatrician's office instead of heading to Kosair's, but it wasn't pleasant. As I was heading out the door, the doctor caught me and said she could stitch him there. I had to hold my baby down, along with another nurse holding his head while the doctor gave his numbing shots and stitched him.
And Roman? Well, after screaming the entire time we were holding him down, "I all done, Mommy. I don't want anymore!", he promptly sat up when the doctor finished and asked for a sucker. We wiped away the remaining tears, he opened his goody bag, and began playing with his cars.
Almost like nothing ever even happened. Just like I described him last night. Thank goodness for my kids and their unique personalities! :-)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Such unique little people...
They sleep... Brian is out late every night this week for work stuff, so I'm running solo this week. Thank you, Lord, for being with me every step of the way!
As I nursed Kolby before bed tonight, I couldn't help but to wonder what kind of little person he's going to grow into. Because Brian is gone, I've done all the normal routines yesterday and today alone, so I've gotten a bit more of the kids and their personalities than usual. This is so apparent because it is at bedtime-- when they're tired-- that their unique personalities come out.
Roman went down first tonight because he hadn't napped today. Roman is into everything, never stopping; yet, somehow, in the midst of the going, he's totally laidback. Everything seems to roll right off his back. It could be that he's a boy, and that's how he's wired. Because compared to the girls, who hold tightly to their emotions before getting over something, Roman is pretty quick to resolve whatever feeling he may be having at that moment.
For example, he didn't want to get a bath after dinner tonight. He told me at least three times at dinner, "The sun came up. I don't wanna' bath." Roman tells me "the sun came up" more times each day than I can count... that's his way of saying he doesn't think he should be in bed. However, when he got up from the table, even though he was still verbally protesting, he ran straight to the bathroom and began disrobing. Then the bath was relatively easy, because when Roman cries that something bothers him in the tub (like getting his hair rinsed), I can simply say, "It doesn't hurt, it's fun!" And he promptly replies, "It's fun?" And no more fussing. It's really usually that simply with him.
After the bath came jammies and a story. He cried for a minute that he wasn't sleepy, as he rubbed his eyes. But he told me he didn't want me to sing, he just wanted in his bed. Hmmmm.... not sleepy?
One down, three to go.
I went to nurse Kolby and that's when I began thinking about each of the kids. Kolby has started watching me while he nurses, and he often smiles, which makes him unlatch and milk spill down his chin. It's so stinkin' cute I can't stand it, especially since he's the last one I'll get to nurse. Anyhow, I asked him tonight while he was eating what he was going to be like and he just grinned like he knew something I didn't. The girls are so different in so many ways that I often wonder if (and sometimes hope that) Kolby and Roman will follow suit. As much fun and exhausting as Roman can be, I love that the girls have such different personalities because they both add so much to our family.
Back to Kolby... he's so laid back and easy these days. It seems he just takes it all in, all the activity, the noise, the chaos-- he just watches. And when it's too quiet or calm, I think he doesn't know what to do, so he usually fusses. He likes to be where the noise is. But tonight, probably because Roman was already asleep, it was relatively quiet and instead of fussing, he just laid in his bed with his music.
Two down, two to go.
The girls were supposed to take care of their kitchen jobs while I got Kolby down (which is usually about 20-30 minutes.) Of course, when I was finished feeding Kolby, they STILL hadn't gotten everything done, but they were having fun being silly, so I let it go. They were pleading for some ice cream tonight, so I agreed that if they showered and did the bedtime routine quickly, we could all eat a bowl together. The race was on. It's amazing how quickly they are able to do things when they're working towards a purpose... isn't that the same for most of us?
It amazes me that these two little girls could be so different. Most people think they resemble each other, and I don't completely disagree. But with a closer look, you'll see they're not that much alike at all. While Ella has long, straight hair, Ava's is short and curly. While Ella is tall, strong and solid, Ava is shorter and more petite.
And their personalities? Well, they're as different as their hair and bodies, possibly more so. Ella is a typical first-born; she seeks approval in most things and generally tries to do the right thing. She prefers structure, she's very particular about things being a certain way, and she's almost a perfectionist. She wakes ready to take on the day and has the most amazing smile-- she can light up a room with it.
Ava is freer, preferring less structure and more creativity. She is the most observant child I've ever met and tells the most amazing stories you'll ever hear. And she likes to figure things out on her own... never really going with the crowd or caring what other people think. Just hearing her laugh will make you laugh, and she's sweet and compassionate, too.
Because they are so different, and most of the things we do with them includes both girls, we often make goals where both of them have to accomplish it to get the reward. For example, tonight they both had to be finished with bedtime routines and kitchen jobs by 7:45 in order to get the ice cream. Ella is generally the one who watches the clock and completes the tasks quickly. Ava, on the otherhand, is much freer and enjoys observing the world around herself a bit more. Thus, it's usually Ella chiding Ava to hurry up so they get the reward. Tonight, surprisingly enough, it was Ava who was out of the shower first and ready to go. Ella soon followed and we shared a relaxing treat of ice cream before they headed off to bed.
Four down....
Lord, please let them all sleep soundly tonight. And thank you for each of these precious children and their unique personalities. They each add so much to our family, and I know the world will be a different place because each of them are in it. Thank you for choosing me to be their mom... give me strength and wisdom to guide them toward You. In Jesus' name I pray. Amen.
As I nursed Kolby before bed tonight, I couldn't help but to wonder what kind of little person he's going to grow into. Because Brian is gone, I've done all the normal routines yesterday and today alone, so I've gotten a bit more of the kids and their personalities than usual. This is so apparent because it is at bedtime-- when they're tired-- that their unique personalities come out.
Roman went down first tonight because he hadn't napped today. Roman is into everything, never stopping; yet, somehow, in the midst of the going, he's totally laidback. Everything seems to roll right off his back. It could be that he's a boy, and that's how he's wired. Because compared to the girls, who hold tightly to their emotions before getting over something, Roman is pretty quick to resolve whatever feeling he may be having at that moment.
For example, he didn't want to get a bath after dinner tonight. He told me at least three times at dinner, "The sun came up. I don't wanna' bath." Roman tells me "the sun came up" more times each day than I can count... that's his way of saying he doesn't think he should be in bed. However, when he got up from the table, even though he was still verbally protesting, he ran straight to the bathroom and began disrobing. Then the bath was relatively easy, because when Roman cries that something bothers him in the tub (like getting his hair rinsed), I can simply say, "It doesn't hurt, it's fun!" And he promptly replies, "It's fun?" And no more fussing. It's really usually that simply with him.
After the bath came jammies and a story. He cried for a minute that he wasn't sleepy, as he rubbed his eyes. But he told me he didn't want me to sing, he just wanted in his bed. Hmmmm.... not sleepy?
One down, three to go.
I went to nurse Kolby and that's when I began thinking about each of the kids. Kolby has started watching me while he nurses, and he often smiles, which makes him unlatch and milk spill down his chin. It's so stinkin' cute I can't stand it, especially since he's the last one I'll get to nurse. Anyhow, I asked him tonight while he was eating what he was going to be like and he just grinned like he knew something I didn't. The girls are so different in so many ways that I often wonder if (and sometimes hope that) Kolby and Roman will follow suit. As much fun and exhausting as Roman can be, I love that the girls have such different personalities because they both add so much to our family.
Back to Kolby... he's so laid back and easy these days. It seems he just takes it all in, all the activity, the noise, the chaos-- he just watches. And when it's too quiet or calm, I think he doesn't know what to do, so he usually fusses. He likes to be where the noise is. But tonight, probably because Roman was already asleep, it was relatively quiet and instead of fussing, he just laid in his bed with his music.
Two down, two to go.
The girls were supposed to take care of their kitchen jobs while I got Kolby down (which is usually about 20-30 minutes.) Of course, when I was finished feeding Kolby, they STILL hadn't gotten everything done, but they were having fun being silly, so I let it go. They were pleading for some ice cream tonight, so I agreed that if they showered and did the bedtime routine quickly, we could all eat a bowl together. The race was on. It's amazing how quickly they are able to do things when they're working towards a purpose... isn't that the same for most of us?
It amazes me that these two little girls could be so different. Most people think they resemble each other, and I don't completely disagree. But with a closer look, you'll see they're not that much alike at all. While Ella has long, straight hair, Ava's is short and curly. While Ella is tall, strong and solid, Ava is shorter and more petite.
And their personalities? Well, they're as different as their hair and bodies, possibly more so. Ella is a typical first-born; she seeks approval in most things and generally tries to do the right thing. She prefers structure, she's very particular about things being a certain way, and she's almost a perfectionist. She wakes ready to take on the day and has the most amazing smile-- she can light up a room with it.
Ava is freer, preferring less structure and more creativity. She is the most observant child I've ever met and tells the most amazing stories you'll ever hear. And she likes to figure things out on her own... never really going with the crowd or caring what other people think. Just hearing her laugh will make you laugh, and she's sweet and compassionate, too.
Because they are so different, and most of the things we do with them includes both girls, we often make goals where both of them have to accomplish it to get the reward. For example, tonight they both had to be finished with bedtime routines and kitchen jobs by 7:45 in order to get the ice cream. Ella is generally the one who watches the clock and completes the tasks quickly. Ava, on the otherhand, is much freer and enjoys observing the world around herself a bit more. Thus, it's usually Ella chiding Ava to hurry up so they get the reward. Tonight, surprisingly enough, it was Ava who was out of the shower first and ready to go. Ella soon followed and we shared a relaxing treat of ice cream before they headed off to bed.
Four down....
Lord, please let them all sleep soundly tonight. And thank you for each of these precious children and their unique personalities. They each add so much to our family, and I know the world will be a different place because each of them are in it. Thank you for choosing me to be their mom... give me strength and wisdom to guide them toward You. In Jesus' name I pray. Amen.
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