Saturday, July 2, 2011

A Quick Diaper Story

Yes, I know, I still need to post about our remaining days at the beach.  We have been home a whole week and no new beach stories.  I will post a synopsis with the highlights soon.  Maybe even with pictures!  In the meantime, here is a quick post to hopefully tide you over. . .

This morning Will was wandering around the house in just a diaper and smurf-blue crocs.  It was quite a site!  The diaper was also sagging quite a bit.  So, I told Will to bring Mommy a new diaper and I would change him.  He toddled off and a minute or so later brought me back a fresh diaper.  Well, really he kind of tossed it into my lap and then was off again.  I was sure that he was just avoiding the inevitable.

Several minutes passed and I waited patiently in our family room for him to return.  And return he did.  With his changing pad that is normally on top his bureau!  He very nicely laid it down in front of me, then proceeded to lie himself down on it!  All ready for his diaper change!

Monday, June 20, 2011

Beach - Day 1

Our first full day at the beach also happened to be Father's Day.  It was very nice that Brad was able to be here at the beach with his two kids.  What I enjoyed about it, was Brad took me for a nice spin in his Bahama Yellow 1968 Porsche 911 that he fully restored himself.  It was awesome!  Everytime I spend some time with Brad, I always wish that I knew more about cars.  Anyway, Brad and I went out for a nice spin, got a couple beers and some shrimp.  It was a good day for us to spend Father's Day!  (I've decided that while Mother's Day is nice, I tend to like the idea around Father's Day, it's just a little more my style!)

Of course, before my afternoon outing, we spent the morning on the beach.  Will was fearless (but we knew that!).  He headed straight for the water and plunged right in!  Walking all the way up to his chest!  Unfortunately, his feelings toward the water cooled a little after a wave knocked him off his balance.  But he happily played in the sand!  It was quite a nice morning!

To Lewes, DE by way of Woodbury, CT. . .

Every year Whitney's family plans a week-long trip to the beach.  This year the rental on the beach house was from a Saturday to Saturday.  About a month before the vacation, we found out that my Nana was coming out to Connecticutt the Friday before we were going to the beach.  Now this is the same "I don't fly anymore" Nana, so we decided that we needed to see her!

So Friday afternoon (as in three days ago), we drove up to Connecticutt.  Now, unfortunately, it was a terrible driving experience.  Will was a champ most of the time.  He sat in the back and watched Sesame Street and Elmo's World on the iPad.  The problem was the Garden State Parkway and thunderstorms.  Not fun.  It was bumper-to-bumper traffic and it took about 6 hours.  Ugh.  But we eventually made it, safe and sound to Aunt Jane and Uncle Gabe's lovely house in Kent.  Nana-Banana was there to greet us!  It was so nice to see her and spend time with her!

Saturday, we were having a surpirse luncheon celebration for my Great Uncle Greg's 85th birthday.  In addition to those of us who stayed at Aunt Jane's, my Great Uncle Wade and his wife, my Great Aunt Barb, cousins Shawnee and Dylan all showed up.  It was a great time.  (I would post pictures, but, according to Apple tech support, I bought a faulty digital camera connector for my iPad.)  Unfortunately, Will was not such a champ at lunch.  He was very fussy and ended up going for a car ride with Whitney about half-way through lunch.  He returned just in time for cake!  What impeccable timing he has!

After cake and several rounds of family pictures, Whitney, Will and I loaded up into the car and began our drive down to Delaware. . .

During this leg of our journey, I couldn't have asked for a more cooperative kidd-o.  He slept for the first 1 1/2 hours, then played nicely by himself for the next 1 1/2 hours and then hung out and watched Elmo and Sesame Street.  Whitney and I were both very impressed.

By the time we finally made it to Delaware (5 hours or so), it was way past time the kidd-o's bedtime.  After a brief visit with cousins Oliver and Vivian and Maisie and Uncle Brad and (Will's) Nana, Will went down.  Thus began our week at the beach!

Summer Begins!

Oh my!  I cannot believe it has been over a month since the last post.  It has been a busy month in the Suttell household.  The school year here at Westtown wound down and I went back to the law office part-time.

Will is continuing to grow.  But even more exciting is how much he is talking.  Every day he comes out with a new word.  He is even stringing some words together.  It is so much to hear him finally be able to say what he wants - even if we don't always understand him, or give him what he wants.

Last Sunday Will and I had a great day together.  We went out to the local diary farm to pick up some milk and visit the cows.  Will can both say and sign the word "cow."  Unfortunately, the cows were on the other side of the pasture.  That was okay though because we found some goats!

Well, it was okay until the Mama goat came over and bit Will's finger!  He was fine, a little startled.

And then for the next week, Will would randomly say (and sign) "cows" and then say "goat!"  Then he would hold out his finger and, in his little Will way, tell us that the goat bit his finger.  Apparently this made quite an impression!

Friday, May 6, 2011

The Legend Continues to Grow. . . (Part 2)

Will needs tubes.  That is the first part of today's story.  He had many ear infections over the past 12 months, including one that has been lingering since February.  Not so much fun.  On Monday, our pediatrician referred us to an ENT doctor down at A. I. DuPont.  We saw him yesterday.  He basically confirmed what we already knew was coming:  Will needs tubes.  We scheduled surgery for next Thursday, May 12th (Happy 5th Anniversary Mamas!).  

While that was important news to get out of the way, let's turn to the real topic:  The size of the punk.  As with every visit to DuPont, Will was weighed and measured.  He weighs in at just over 34 lbs.  This wasn't so surprising since he has been right around this weight for sometime.  What was more surprising is that this kid can grow vertically at an amazing pace.  Let's reflect. . . 

On March 9th he was 34 1/8 inches.

Yesterday, May 5th he was 3 ft even.  Seriously!  People keep saying that he will slow down, but it really hasn't happened yet.  So yes, the legend of Bigfoot Will continues to grow. . 

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

A Belated Easter Post

How did this happen?  It's already May!  Time has been going by much too quickly lately and everyone in our house seems to be extremely busy.

I interviewed for a sabbatical replacement position here at Westtown, but did not get the position.  I remain hopeful that there will be an extra class that I can teach though.  We'll see. . . My mantra these days has been "way opens!"  I've been spending my afternoons as the assistant coach of the Varsity Softball team.  We've had a middling season, but the girls are great.  They are all very positive this year and definitely a more cohesive unit than we had last year.

Whitney has been busy with costuming for the Senior Play.  It's the final play of the year and will be finished this weekend.  I'm very excited to see it.

Now, for the one you've all been waiting for - Will!

He's doing great!  Everyday his vocabulary is getting bigger and bigger.  Some new favorite words/phrases include:  "Bus"; "uh-oh", "uh-huh", and his all-time favorite word "more!"

He remains a giant in his class over at Oak Lane, but he is a gentle giant.  He has many great buddies at school and hardly looks back when either Whitney or I drop him off!

The family enjoyed a "pre-season" Easter Egg hunt with our friends who have two kids, Kaleb (4) and Vivian who is just 2 weeks older than Will.  Here are some pictures:

Easter was very nice and unexpectedly warm.  Will was very enamored with the M&M's the Easter Bunny left, as well as the Star Wars cookies Mommy got.  After that, we went on the annual Westtown Easter Egg hunt.  It had rained quite a bit the night before, so he was well-equipped with his Thomas the Tank Engine rainboots.

Here is a picture of Will and his Nana off on the search!

Found one!

But perhaps the best part of the morning was getting to play with the mini-John Deere tractor!  (Note:  For any grandparents that may be reading, the below would make a great birthday present for Will.  And besides, how cute is he on this!)

After the Egg Hunt, we went to Meeting for Worship.  This is another one of Will's favorite activities and every morning he says, "Meeting?"  (Only it really comes out more like, "Meeming?")  Will looked positively adorable in the gorgeous outfit this his wonderful Nana made him.  The Mommies were thrilled! After Meeting we stumbled upon even more Easter Eggs!

Next on the family agenda is Mother's Day!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

The Return from the Great Wolf Lodge

This past weekend Whitney, Will, our dear friend Anastasia and I headed up to the Great Wolf Lodge for an overnight.  The overnight was sponsored by Philadelphia Family Pride so we were able to partake in discounted room rates and a couple discounted meals.  Now, I was not familiar with the Great Wolf Lodge until recently.  It is a resort with an indoor water park geared directly to and for kids.  The Lodge is in the Pocono "Mountains" about two hours away.

We left midday Saturday so Will could nap in the car.  Once we arrived, we unloaded our bags and hit the water park!  At first it was a little much for Will, who wasn't quite sure what to make of the place.  But then he got into the spirit of things.  The Lodge has an entire section dedicated to toddlers which is wonderful.  There is a zero-entry pool, which means no steps or anything for Will to worry about navigating.  He was a little wary of the slides at first, but he realized they were just like the ones at the playground- only with water - he had a blast!  

The toddler section had three different types of slides:  First was an orange one that had a bump in the middle and certainly got the kids wet and dumped them into the pool, so one of us had to be ready to catch the little dude.  The second slide was blue and was just a straight forward slide with water.  It flattened out at the bottom so that Will rarely made it to the pool.  The third slide, was a little more traditional in terms of water park water slides, it was curvy and spilled into a pool.  By the end of the first day, Will had tried all three!  Although, after multiple runs down the third type of slide, he got turned around and came out face first.  He was pretty scared and decided that was enough of that particular slide.  One word to describe Will though is resilient!  He bounced back and was back on the blue and orange slides pretty quickly!

There also was a wave pool!  Will thought that was awesome!  The waves weren't too powerful if you stayed near the "shore" and Will loved just sitting down and letting water come up on him.

That evening we had a group dinner with PFP and Will was a champ.  After dinner and getting back to our room, the little man was exhausted!  We changed into jammies and went straight to bed - well after his normal 7:00 pm bed time.  He had a great night's sleep and didn't wake up until almost 8 the next morning!

Once everybody was up and ready to go the next morning, we again ate with PFP at the group breakfast and all compared notes as to which water slides were our kids' favorites.  Then we headed back to the park!

By now, Will was an old pro.  He toddled right up to his favorite slides and kept on going!  After a brief chat with one of the lifeguards, we decided to try the big family slide.  We had to climb to the highest perch of the indoor water park.  Once up at the top, Anastasia, Whitney, Will (in a life jacket) and myself climbed into a giant circular raft and down we went!!  There were lots of turns and water splashed all around.  Will loved it!!  He was giggling and squealing and had an enormous smile on his face.  Until the end.

When he saw the big pool of water waiting to catch up and white water that was bubbling at the end of the look of shear and utter terror flashed across his baby blue eyes.  But once the raft stopped and he blinked a couple times (probably realized he was alive), he quickly signed and said "More?"  I guess it was a success!

Unfortunately, we don't have any pictures because we were too worried about breaking our nice new (and third) digital camera.

In other news, Will is doing great!  He is loving the Spring weather and loves wandering around the lawns outside the main building and saying "Hi" to everybody!  He also know hows to give fist bumps.  Very exciting!  Especially since half the basketball team will now come up to him and give him fist bump.  The latest developmental milestone is writing on the wall - thank goodness it came off!

And a final quick cuteness story:  Today is Whitney's birthday.  William colored her a birthday card and then wandered around the house looking for his Mama to give her his present.  It was adorable!

Thursday, March 31, 2011

The Legend Continues to Grow. . .

It was not even a week ago that I posted the picture of Will's enormous foot and already there is more to add regarding his feet.  With Easter coming, Whitney and I knew that Will needed a pair of brown shoes since he only had a pair of sneakers.  Since I was at King of Prussia on Saturday, I went to buy him a pair. I found him the most adorable pair of light brown topsiders!  It was so excited.  I bought a size 7 1/2 because that was the current size of his sneakers.

The next morning, Whitney and I attempted to put the shoes on Will's feet.  After a mini-wrestling match, we were successful.  But shoes aren't supposed to be that difficult to put on.  Despite how ridiculously cute they were, it looked like we were going to have to return them.

Tuesday morning Will and I trekked up to KOP for our adventure in returning and/or exchanging the topsiders.  We first went to Nordstrom's to see what its selection of brown shoes looked like.  Of course all Will cared about were the balloons.  The saleswoman was very friendly and offered to measure his foot.  I thought - "Heck, why not!?"  Rookie parent naivete:  I didn't think his foot grown much in the last 2 months.  Oh how wrong I was!!  The punk's foot is now a size 8!  That is bigger than a 3 year old we know!  And other 3 year olds at his daycare currently wear a 9!

Now his foot may have measured a size 8, but since it is going to keep growing (apparently forever) we needed to buy an 8 1/2.  Hmmm. . . the sneakers he was currently wearing were a 7 1/2 .  Yup, that meant unexpected purchase of some new sneaks.

Unfortunately, Nordy's did not have any brown shoes in the bigfoot's size, so we went back to Stride Rite to exchange the topsiders.  Luckily, they did come in an 8 1/2 and were in stock.  We slipped those shoes right on without a fuss!  Yay!!  Success!

An hour later, we were back in the car with TWO new pairs of shoes and a happy little punk with a blue balloon.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Sasquatch Spotted in Southeastern PA!

As you all know, Will is quite the big kid.  He has been since the day he was born and it has not stopped.  At least he is proportional, still in the 90th (or so) percentile for weight and height.  Perhaps even more surprising is the fact that he can fit into 3T clothing and the 4T Packers sweatshirt from Grandad and Gaia doesn't look *that* big on him.  Scary stuff!

When Will was born, like any baby, he had his footprint taken.  Well, his feet were already so big that his footprint barely fit on the piece of paper.  I mean his toes were practically off the edge of the top and his heel was practically off the edge at the bottom.  And in 20 1/2 months, not much has changed.  While he was at Oak Lane this week the teachers took the footprints of the kids in his class (infant - young toddler).  Will is not the oldest kid in the class, but he is by far the biggest (surprising, I know).  Here is a picture of of the footprints, see if you can spot your favorite toddler's?

Sunday, March 20, 2011

What an ending!

As Spring Break winds down this evening, I thought I would reflect back on what a wonderful day Whitney and I had today.  A favorite local restaurant of ours, The Whip, has been serving brunch for several months and I have been dying to go.  In fact, for those past several months I have been dropping hints to Whitney about how much I would like to go there.  Well, today she took me!  It was such a nice grand finale to what has been a nice break.

Auntie Deb graciously took Will after Meeting for Worship this morning and Whitney and I headed out.  Driving through Chester County horse country on such a beautiful day, I think both of us were in a bit of shock at all the time we were about to spend together without our son.

Now, parking at The Whip is tight, to put it mildly; but my parking karma helped us out and just as we pulled up a parking spot became available right in front!  Anticipating a long wait, we took the Sunday New York Times with us.  However, because we were such a small party we barely finished the sections we started before we were seated.  Now for those of you who have not experienced The Whip, one of the best things is its wonderful selection of beer.  I was excited because there was a beer that they listed on their facebook page which I had the opportunity to try.  It was a coffee infused stout and was delicious!  For an appetizer we had the Welsh Rarebit, a favorite of Whitney's.  For the main course, I ordered the Smoked Salmon Bubble & Squeak (a potato pancake, filled with sauteed leeks and cabbage, topped with Scottish smoked salmon and a sunny side up egg) and Whitney ordered the Eggs Benedict.

Our food arrived, at least mine arrived as well as another dish that looked nothing like Eggs Benedict.  After gently questioning the server, it turned out that instead of putting in Eggs Benedict she entered in the regular Bubble & Squeak.  So she left us the Bubble & Squeak and put in Whit's Eggs Benedict.  When the Eggs Benedict came, we enjoyed our wonderful breakfast.  The Eggs Benedict were quite possibly the best Eggs Benedict either Whitney or I have ever had.  The wonderful meal and date ended with the requisite and divine Sticky Toffee Pudding.  It was a wonderful way to end break.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Spring Break

Well, we are half-way through Spring Break and I thought I would post a little update about our adventures.  Although, I suppose I should really say I will post about Will and Whitney's adventures since I spent all of last week sleeping.

Last Thursday Southeastern Pennsylvania was inundated with a major rainstorm but by Friday morning the sun was shining.  Whitney took Will to meet up with some friends at Longwood Gardens.  This was a brilliant plan, in theory.  Unfortunately, in reality, all roads leading to Longwood were underwater and thus the trip was changed to a morning at the helicopter museum.  On the way to the helicopter museum, Whitney passed the "new" YMCA.  It has been there for a couple years, but we have never seen it.  She was instantly enamored with the mini-water park it has for its outdoor pool.

That evening, after I spent all day sleeping, the whole family ventured out to a friends house to eat pizza and play let our children run around like the wild animals they are.  It was great.  They had a Wii and Lego Star Wars, what more could I ask for?  Well, little did I know that their 5 year old is an insane Wii player!  I was laughing so hard watching him shake his body all over the floor of their living room that I could barely play.  He kicked my butt at the sword-fight Wii game, but only because when someone goes that crazy with the Wii remote there is no defense.  His Dad described it aptly as General Grievous with all four arms out and spinning four lightsabers.  What the!!!???   Needless to say, the evening left Will and I exhausted.  I'm pretty sure we both fell asleep on the ride home.

Moving right along, Sunday night we went to dinner at Ruby's Diner.  Nothing super-exciting but Whitney and I did have a conversation that I cannot believe we actually had.  So, Will has this book Sheep in Jeep.  It's all cute and rhyming, making it pretty easy to memorize.  I start reciting it (oh yes, I am at that level of parenthood), Whitney then corrects me.  At this point, we then begin debating for several minutes the correct version of the book.  Does the line, "Oh dear!  The driver Sheep forgets to steer!" really come that early on?  After laughing at our own insanity, we look for a new toy in the diaper for Will and what do we pull out?  Oh yes, Sheep in Jeep.

In other news, I'm still working on getting a video of Will and his "nnniiiiiiiiiiiiccccccccceeeee" touches. The fact that we have a new and working camera should speed things along.

And now back to the Y.  This morning we took a tour and were both completely enamored.  The cardio machines, the basketball courts, the (indoor) kiddie pool, the spinning room, oh my!  And I forgot to mention the free 2-hours of child-care per day while you workout!  I'm getting worn down.  I see a Y membership in the near future.  . . .

Wednesday, March 9, 2011


No, I am not trying to quote from a certain Sacha Baron Cohen movie, but instead my son.  A little background, Will is huge.  At the last measurement check almost a week ago, he was 34 1/8 inches and 33 or 34 pounds.  In other words, a big dude for a toddler.  Whitney and I have been conscious that he has no idea of his own size or strength.  Sometimes he is not gentle when he plays with us or other things.  So, a few months ago we started teaching him about "gentle touches;" we gently touch the cat, the dog, Mommy and Mama.

It was going really well.  He would start to be inadvertently rough with something and we would say "Will, you need to be gentle" and he would give the thing/animal/human a hug, snug, or kiss as a "gentle touch."  Then Whitney came home last week.  Will started playing a little rough and I reminded him that he needed to be nice to her.

Out of nowhere, WillWill pats Whitney with one long stroke and says "NNNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCEEEE!"  He also semi-grunts the word when he says it, so it almost sounds like Frankenstein.  It was hysterical!  Whitney and I couldn't stop laughing.  In fact, every time I think about it, I start laughing.  We will do our best to get this phenomena on video because it really is priceless.

In other news, strep throat would have been easy right?  But why settle for strep when you can have mono?

Saturday, March 5, 2011

I made it out alive! (barely)

So, Whitney came home yesterday afternoon from her weekend in Washington, D.C.  Yay!

WillWill and I had a very nice week, but it was much more hectic than I would have thought.  Every morning, except Friday, Will woke up earlier than normal and we made breakfast.  Then began the whirlwind of making his lunch, getting him dressed, getting me dressed and getting everybody out the door.  While I was successful every morning, it sure made me need an extra cup of coffee by 9 am!  In the evening, after softball, I would pick WillWill up and then immediately head to dinner.  He would usually crash in the middle of dinner and we would head upstairs for jammies and stories.  I would then collapse in exhaustion on the couch.

At first, I was not surprised by how little energy I had to spare, single-parenting is tough stuff!  But then, as my body and mind quieted a little more, I realized that my body in fact was rebelling.  By Thursday, I woke up and felt like I had been hit by a truck and my throat was the victim of some terrible slasher movie. It only worsened that night, when I awoke in the middle of the night with a low-grade fever.  (Of course, unfairly, one of my first thoughts was that of course I would get sick while Whitney was out of town!)  A couple tylenol and several hours later, I woke on Friday feeling almost as good as new.  Or so I thought. . .

As the morning hours on Friday slowly crept by, I felt worse and worse and worse.  In fact, I called the doctor.  I was pretty sure that the kidd-o's possible manifestation of strep throat had indeed become a full manifestation of strep throat in MY throat.  After the 10 minute trip to the doc's (literally), it was confirmed.  I went to the pharmacy to pick up my anti-biotics and the pharmacist was worried that it was for Will, but I assured it was not.  When I came from the pharmacy, there was my wonderful wife just having returned!  Yay!

Saved by Whitney!  The moral of the story is that single-parenting is fun and hard.  Will and I were able to feast on such great meals as mac & cheesy; sour cream banana chocolate chip pancakes slathered with peanut butter and goldfish for breakfast.  Despite the awesomeness of our time together, I must not forget that eventually, he brought me down with his dreaded little toddler germs.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Sunday Morning at Longwood

The answer is yes, Will indeed still has an ear infection.  We are now going on round 3 of antibiotics, and this is just for the month of February.  Poor dude.  But, thanks to a great idea by my wonderful wife, Will is getting better at taking his medicine.  The video posted on facebook by cousins helped too.

Anyway, today has been a really nice day.  Will and I made sour cream and banana pancakes, to which I added chocolate chips and then slathered with peanut butter.  They were a big hit!  (And it's a good thing Whitney wasn't here because she would not have liked them!)  After the big and filling breakfast, Will and I headed out to Longwood Gardens.  The skies were nice and blue and it wasn't too chilly.

Will had quite the time playing in the children's garden.  It's neat how much he loves water!  He kept trying to climb in the fountains!  He ran around the fountains, played with some musical instruments and got thoroughly soaked!  After a quick change of clothes, he got to lounge in the stroller with some crackers and look at the beautiful orchids.  We also went through the rainforest room, the banana room, and then (Mommy's favorite) the roses.  I took Will out of the stroller so he could smell the roses, then he pulled one apart!  So back into the stroller he went.

It should be noted that the entire morning, he kept asking for his Mama.

All in all, I think we had quite the successful Sunday morning!

Friday, February 25, 2011

The Fever Strikes Back!

Life was going on quite well for the last couple days. . . until this morning.  Will was way clingy-er than normal towards me.  He would not let me out of his arm's reach.  And he felt very warm.  I first thought it was just our apartment, then I realized that it felt more like (dun dun dun) a fever.  Since he just finished battling an ear infection, I took him temperature.  Yup, he has a fever.

Then, I asked him if had an owie somewhere.  He tugged on his ear.  Ugh.  Another trip to the pediatrician's is scheduled for this afternoon.  While I know I am being a responsible parent, there is a little voice in my head that says, "Really, Brit?  Another trip to the pediatrician's?"  

On the bright side, he seemed much happier while wearing his Thomas the Tank Engine rain boots that our friend, Kate, bought him.  Hopefully, he will also be happier after having a morning nap - something he doesn't do these days.  I guess that's another sign that he's not feeling up to snuff; he woke up around 7:20 this morning and was tired enough for a nap less than 3 hours later.  Poor dude.

So, we will be off to the pediatrician's office this afternoon.  I'm hoping we can find time for Whitney to get a pair of jeans before she leaves for Washington, D.C. - TOMORROW!!  Ack!  That really snuck up on me.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Baby Bear

It never ceases to amaze me how important sleep is - not just for the kidd-o but for his Mamas too.  Will is back to normal sleep habits of sleeping through the night - yay!  Not only is he happier in the morning with more energy but so are his Mamas.  

In fact, when Will has slept well he is more likely to play independently.  This is an additional benefit because it can allow me some time to (finally) catch-up on e-mail and get a cup of coffee.  The other morning, he wandered out of our family room where I was checking my e-mail.  At first it was very quite, then I noticed some pretty regular and intense babbling coming from our bedroom.  When I peeked in on Will, there he was on our bed with some books happily "reading" away!  We just bought him a new Eric Carle book, Baby Bear, Baby Bear, and he is love with it!  So, I joined him on the bed and asked him if he would read it to me.  Very excitedly, he closed the book and started at the very beginning.  First pointing to Baby Bear and saying "Baby Bear," then moving along the pages babbling at the animals he knew, he even hissed like the rattlesnake!  It was absolutely phenomenal!  I just cannot believe how quickly he is growing up!

Now that the last couple weeks are behind us, things are looking up!  Although there is some new snow on the ground the sun is out and that always helps!

Friday, February 18, 2011

The tipping point. . .

So I have been toying around with starting a blog for about the last year, but this week I reached the tipping point.  There are just too many crazy things that we do as parents and feel the need to share them (along with random musings on my life).

Last week, Will had surgery.  He was a champ and did great.  Whitney and I thought the worst was over, or at least did.  Then came the recovery.  The first day after surgery, Thursday, was okay, but it quickly went downhill from there.  Will refused to take his pain medication.  Then a Saturday night trip to ER was needed when the kidd-o spiked a fever.  Good news: no infection.  Bad news:  he still won't take his pain medication.  After a couple more sleepless nights, Monday morning came and we took him to his regular pediatrician.  The pediatrician found the culprit, a nasty ear infection, and prescribed some amoxicillin which Will has had before.  After a couple doses of wonderful modern medicine, he then broke out in a nasty rash.  The rash necessitated another trip to the pediatrician's.  Ugh.  Diagnosis:  Likely allergic reaction to amoxicillin.

Now this did not come as a complete shock to me because I am allergic to amoxicillin.  But after the week-and-a-half long saga of Will and doctors, I was just a little tapped out.  Now we have a prescription for a baby z-pack!  And Whitney and I are going out tonight!  Hopefully, this will be the happy ending we've all been waiting for. . . but you never know!