Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Box O' Fun!


If you chance to acquire a large appliance box, don't throw it away. It will provide hours, days, and even weeks of entertainment! This box started out as a dishwasher box, and then became a lion's cage, by just putting it on top of the boys and "feeding the lions" by handing snacks down with a ladle through the top hole. Then we decided to cut a door, and a couple windows and it became a house. Eventually we added another door, transforming into a tunnel, where it remains. But the fun didn't end there. The boys colored on it, added stickers, colored some more and had hours of fun with this large piece of cardboard. I only wish we'd thought to keep the oven box when we got a new oven back in March, but that was on the day Owen was born, so I guess we were a little preoccupied with other things. (We have almost exhausted all the appliances in this apartment...only the fridge is left! Luckily we have an awesome landlord.)

Crib Buddies

I love these pictures because I love to walk in on this scene. Ethan always insists that he gets to go see Owen before I get him out of his crib, and he prefers to go up to Owen's room alone. (This is his favorite thing when Christian's at preschool.) I almost always find this scene upon entering the room: Ethan laying next to Owen, talking to him, smiling at him, or just watching him. Owen isn't always this happy to see Ethan, and Ethan sometimes torments Owen instead of making him smile, but often I get to see this happy scene. And usually I leave them alone for awhile like this before I come get Owen. Such cute brothers!

Owen, 8 months


Owen turned eight months last weekend!! We are loving him to pieces. In all seriousness, I cannot get enough of him. He is so much fun and brings so much joy to our home! I love to stick my face in his and make him giggle. I love when he sticks his face in mine. I love, love his beautiful blue eyes. I just love this baby. I cannot express it, but I love him, adore him.


When people ask "Now how old is Owen?" and I tell them he's eight months, everyone has been saying the same thing: "So he's crawling and all that." No, actually he's not. My babies don't tend to crawl as early as most, which I am completely fine with. In fact, just today I was telling Owen that is was a good thing he couldn't crawl yet, because the Christmas tree situation would be a big nightmare. So I am grateful that he is holding off on this milestone so we can have a little less stress this Christmas season. (If you recall last year Ethan pulled the tree on top of himself twice.) The picture above makes it look like he's pulling up on things and standing, but he's actually just holding on tight to the table and leaning against it. It's deceiving.

Right now Owen has two things that will define his eighth month: squealing (piercing, screaming type of squealing) and vibrating his lips together, or "spitting" as Ethan calls it. It's so cute! He does it all the time. Even when he's half asleep while nursing he'll sit up and start "spitting." He makes me smile.

I am starting to see Owen's personality, which is so fun! He loves to laugh, and loves us to make him laugh. He loves his brothers, especially Christian, but gives Ethan lots of smiles too, as long as he's not tipping him over (a frequent occurrence around here). He is pretty good to go to anyone, but I am starting to see a hint of "mama's boy" in him. Of course, I don't mind because he's so stinkin' cute. :)

Owen, you are so, so, so loved.

Ethan's Eye: Blood Tests

Today I took Ethan to Primary Children's to get some blood tests done. The best part was that we found this awesome car right in the front entrance, and Ethan insisted on driving it the rest of the time. He drove it to the registration desk, he drove it to see the train display, he drove it to the lab, and then he drove it all the way back to the front entrance. He begged to drive it to our van in the parking lot, but I told him we had to leave it at the hospital. He was a little boy in heaven!! It was so fun to see him so excited about driving this little car. He turned the steering wheel as if it was really turning the wheels. It was so cute! And he insisted on entering the and exiting the car through the NON-door side. A little more difficult, but he managed. While in the waiting room, he parked the car next to a soft bench and used it as his jumping pad. He would climb out of the car onto the bench, then jump off the bench onto a soft play mat on the floor, then repeat. He was in heaven! I was having so much fun watching him. It was a moment I wish I could freeze in time. I am so grateful for moments like that with this sweet little two year old of mine.

As for an update, Ethan's eye still seems to be getting worse, maybe not in the third nerve category, but in his use of it. It seems like he is "giving up" on his eye, and his brain is working to mainly use the good eye. When you cover the good eye, suddenly Ethan's left eye kicks into place and will track an object. As soon as you uncover the eye, the left eye falls out of place again. It's crazy. The brain is an amazing thing. So we talked to the doctor yesterday, who wants to see him on Friday, and we went in this afternoon to get some blood tests done first. We will get the results on Friday and see what the doctor has to say.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Sunday, November 13, 2011

I love Fall

On Saturday morning at the end of October we had a great time outside enjoying the Fall!

Daddy mowed, Owen swung, Mommy raked, and the boys JUMPED! (into the leaves)




Ethan's Penny Ordeal

Thursday morning (3 days ago) Ethan came into the kitchen while I was cleaning up breakfast and this conversation took place:

Ethan: Mommy, I have a penny in my tummy.
Mommy: What do you mean?
Ethan: I have a penny in my tummy.
Mommy: Did you swallow a penny?
Ethan: Yes.
Mommy: Did you put in your mouth?
Ethan: Yes.
Mommy: And you swallowed it?
Ethan: Yes!
(He was really quite proud.)
Mommy (not wanting to believe what i was hearing): Ethan, did you have a penny?
Ethan: Yes.
Mommy: Show me where your penny is.
Ethan: (lifting up his shirt) In my belly button.

Oh boy. I didn't quite know what to do. My two year old had just swallowed a penny. And from how he acted, it seemed like he had done it on purpose! I decided to call Jake. He about died and said, "This boy is going to run me into the ground!" Then I called my mom, who said it should probably go straight through, but advised me to call my pediatrician. So I did, and the nurse told me that is should go straight through, but it can also end up in the airways. If Ethan was coughing or clearing his throat at all, I needed to take him straight to the ER. It was a matter of life and death. Yikes! She told me I could bring him in and get it x-rayed to be sure if I wanted. It had already been an hour since he swallowed it, since he swallowed it before their office was even open, so I decided just to keep a close eye on him all day. He has acted fine ever since, except for two nights in a row waking up saying his tummy hurt, but then being fine in the morning, eating fine and all that. We haven't found the penny in his poop yet (although Jake checked...which is hard when they are potty trained and not pooping in a diaper!), but the nurse also told me it's really easy to miss finding them. So I guess we'll assume it has passed through or will soon.

What a kid, this little Ethan of ours is! I would have thought he knew better than to swallow money. Maybe he does and he was just seeing what would happen? I took a video of him telling what happened to his penny, because it's so hilarious. Oh little boys! They might make me go crazy sometimes, but I would go crazy without them! :)

Ethan's Eye Update, Round 2


I have been meaning to write about Ethan's eye since he had the second MRI ten days ago, and I am finally getting a chance to sit down at the computer. Fortunately, there was nothing big on the MRI that called for an emergency, but unfortunately, there is still not a certain cause for his eye problems.

On November 3, Ethan went back in for a second MRI, this time specifically to image the third cranial nerve with high-def images. Overall, it went well. Some things were worse, but some things were better than the first time. Again, Ethan was so brave and so good about the whole ordeal. The highlight of his visit (which he was already looking forward to since remembering the last time) was the treasure chest that he got to pick a prize out of after they put in his IV. Remember last time he picked a green frisbee? He had already told me before arriving the he was going to pick a blue frisbee this time. I was just hoping there would be something of the sort in the treasure box again. :) Lucky for him, there was one lone frisbee left--a sparkly pink one! He was thrilled! And that is exactly what he chose. So he played a little frisbee with Daddy until it was time to go back for his scan. He was also excited about having green dinosaurs on his bandage this time instead of blue cars like last time.

(Ethan's eye looks pretty bad in this picture. It doesn't always look like this, but you can get an idea of what is happening. It's always worse when he's tired.)

The sedation didn't go so well this time. We were a little unhappy with how it all played out. When we first talked to the nurse practitioner (who prescribes the drugs for the sedation), she asked how the first sedation went and if we wanted to use the same drug. We, being only as knowledgeable as our experience has allowed, having NO medical or pharmaseudical training, used common sense--last time it worked, he came out of it okay, and despite the twitching legs, it went really well, so let's stick with the same one. She told us we could try another one, but wasn't very convincing that it was commonly used or 100% safe, so why would we do that? So they did what we said and used the same drugs they used last time to sedate Ethan (Precedex, Verset), only this time it didn't work so well.

First, Ethan didn't go to sleep as easily. Last time they had him sit on the stretcher that would take him through the scanner while they hooked up his IV with the medicine. As he started to get drowsy, he just laid down and went right to sleep. This time they had me hold him while they hooked up his IV, and I had to hold him until he was asleep. He fought that so hard. As he started to get drowsy, he kicked and screamed and tried to get down. It was no fun. Eventually he gave in and went to sleep, and then they took him from my arms and carried him into the scanner room, when there laid him on the stretcher. That was awful. I did not like handing over my sleeping child who had just been so uncomfortable. Another factor may have been that it was 6:30 in the morning, and he'd had nothing to eat since the night before, and last time it was nap time. We decided an MRI first thing in the morning is not great for a 2 year old.

Second, Ethan woke up during the MRI. AWFUL. Jake and I were sitting quietly next to the empty bed where they would eventually bring Ethan to wake up, when we heard a screaming child. And we knew it was Ethan. After listening to his crying for a minute I walked toward the tech room where I could see the tech on the video screen in with Ethan, trying to calm him and get him back to sleep. That was heart-wrenching. Jake made me come back and sit down again, so I listened and heard quiet, and then crying and quiet. Eventually I heard the nurse practitioner say "this child cannot have any more drugs!" Ugh. Not something you want to hear. In the end, they were able to get Ethan sedated again to finish the scan, after giving him extra doses and an extra drug, ketamine. The nurse practitioner came in to tell us that we should have chose the other drug and that next time he's sedated we need to use Nembutal. (Hopefully there is not a next time.) Seriously? She made us feel like it was our fault. How on earth were we supposed to know? If she thought we should have used the other one in the first place, why didn't she tell us that? We know nothing about that! Anyway, she wasn't our favorite person that day. :)

But there were some nice things about this MRI that we really liked. Once they brought Ethan back to us, they let him sleep until he woke up, which was quite a long time since he'd just been given another dose before they were done with the scan. They said his legs twitched the whole time again, but this time when he woke up he didn't kick and scream and cry like the last time. He woke up really well and calm and loved eating his posicles, crackers and juice. That was a really nice change from the first MRI.

The other thing that was good about this time was that while we were waiting for Ethan to wake up, the radiologist took us into his office and showed us the MRI images he had just been carefully reviewing. He had also been the radiologist to review the first on and he had talked with the doctor. He showed us all the images, explained what they were, and told us what he thought about them. We really appreciated those immediate results.

So, after talking with the radiologist, the results show nothing big or obvious that is wrong with the third nerve. There was only one spot that the radiologist thought could be a possible difference in comparing the right and left nerve, but it was a very small difference, and something he didn't even want to say for sure. Unfortunately this spot is in the hardest spot to image and the hardest spot to operate, according to the radiologist because of all the other "things" and blood and...in that spot. I can't remember the name, but it's right behind the eyes, in between them. Anyway, the good news was that there was nothing blaring that he was concerned about.

I was able to talk with the doctor later that day to follow up and she decided she didn't want to do any more testing at this point, but would like to see Ethan in two months. So we have an appointment to see her in January.

It's good to know there's not an emergency at this point. But the weird thing is that it is still getting worse. His left eye has a hard time even looking straight ahead now. And he rubs it a lot. Today it seemed to really be bothering him--lots of rubbing and closing the one eye. But he never actually complains about it. And if you ask him if his eye hurts, he always says no. So there must be something that is causing slowing growing palsy, but it is still a mystery to the doctors. We will just keep praying and see what they decide come January. Until then, we will enjoy the holidays away from the MRI scanners. :)


Thursday, November 10, 2011

Visitors!

We were so lucky to have Sally and her two cute kids here for a couple weeks in October and Joe was even able to join her for a couple days.  It was so fun to spend time with them!

We went to the aquarium (on Halloween--excellent day to go!)


We spent lots of time playing at Grandma's house with them

Christian doing the spider with Grandma

Watching a movie at our house--Christian, Ethan and Caleb

Ella had finally had it and just sacked out on Sally's lap!

Decorating Halloween cookies
AND we had a Cousin Pizza and Popcorn Party!!  So fun!
This is a priceless picture...Dylan wearing Rosanna's first pair of glasses from way back, and upside down, too







I'm pretty sure Ethan consumed the MOST popcorn of us all.  Probably seven or eight cupfuls.  This little boy LOVES popcorn