She's WHAT?!

Yesterday I was informed by a parent at the school that a girl in Daimean’s 6th grade class is going around telling people she’s pregnant. So I called the school and talked to the teacher and she said, “Oh, she’s still saying that?!”

STILL?????

It’s going to be a long school year.

Turns out the teacher has already made the girl's mother aware of this, and thought the whole thing had been put behind them. Good lord.

Children and Narcotics

The Belly tested negative for bacterial stuff at the doctor's office. The doctor checked his ears and lungs, all clear. Her conclusion?
"Is this influenza? Probably. H1N1? Possibly. Some kind virus? Definitely."
She didn't test him for H1N1 though, which didn't even occur to me until after we left her office.
What she did give him was cough medicine with codeine. I'm very skeptical about narcotics and kids. It makes me nervous. She gave me the script and told me to think about it, and said that at the very least it would quiet his cough enough to let him get some sleep. At the end of the day, I got it filled. It backfired, I think. He certainly felt better for a little while. He beat up his dad for stealing his Skittles, then got into a tickle fight with his brother. Then he went up and jumped on my bed for a while. He did get some sleep last night, even if he tossed and turned all night, keeping ME awake.
The dr gave a refill on the cough syrup - is that for the Mom that isn't getting any sleep?!

Let's Talk About...

Let’s talk for a moment about sick kids. A sick child is the WORST thing in the world. Of course, that kind of goes without saying, unless you have Munchhausen by Proxy, that you don’t ever want to see your child sick or hurting.
Isaiah’s been sick for a few days, and he’s not getting better. He’s seeing the doctor today. Is it just me, or does it always seem to get worse over the weekend, when your doctor ISN’T in the office? She’s very responsive by phone though, so we’ve already been giving her status checks.
Last week he had the sniffles, then got a flu shot, then got full blown SICK. Fever, coughing, sneezing, throwing up, nosebleed…… He’s just miserable. Last night he ran a fever, had the chills. When he’s awake, he’s coughing.

This. Is. Terrifying.

On one hand, I tell myself that kids get sick. It happens. Every year they catch a cold, or the flu, and they get sick but they get better. Then again, there are all kinds of crazy viral things just floating around and causing major complications. Maybe I’m buying into the whole H1N1 panic. I don’t know. All I know is that my little guy has been sick for days and isn’t getting better.

Oh, Happy Day!

Tomorrow my little guy will turn six. My little Buddha baby. My terrible two with attitude. Now he's a big kindergartner. He's a sensitive, empathetic, amazing little kid. He's got such a big heart in such a little body. He freely tells people he loves them, he misses them, and also when they hurt him. But he forgives, in fact, we could all take a lesson from his capacity to forgive. He doesn't let anything hold him down, he's simply got too much to enjoy to be sidetracked by anything else. I've been changed by him in unexpected ways. I've gained patience and insight, and a reminder not to take myself too seriously :)

So now, I'll repeat the same thing I said to him when I first held him in my arms, and welcomed him home -

Happy birthday, little one.

Little Orphan Manny

Phone rings, 1:26am.
He: Are 6 months old legal?
Me: Wha..?
He: Are 6 months old legal?
Me: That depends on where they're from, I guess.
He: No, are 6 months old legal? Do you want him?
Me: Are we talking about Safe Haven? Did someone leave a baby somewhere??
He: NO, I said a SIX MONTH OLD BEAGLE, do you want him?



And this is a picture taken in my kitchen at roughly 3:45am. Why no, I don't need sleep, why do you ask?
Meet Little Dog. I'm guessing we're not going to keep him. Lucky for him I have a great home for him to move into, with someone who has been waiting for the right dog to come along. Well, it just so happens I have an extra dog here.....

Whoa

Yesterday was my mom’s birthday. She wanted pizza from a specific place, so that’s where we went. The order was under her name, but the receipt only showed her last name. Right on top of that, it showed the server name. The way it was laid out, the names were together, almost as if showing a full name. So when they give me the receipt, the only thing I see is right at the top, it says Isaias DeJesus, with the date next to it, 10/6/09.

Why was this an odd coincidence? That’s my dad’s name, and I’ve never, ever seen it written unless it was referring to him. It’s not exactly the most common name out there.

So I folded it in half, handed it to my mom, and told her that somewhere, somehow, my dad was wishing her a happy birthday.

Here’s to recognizing those little, magical moments in everyday life.

Tiny Nervous Breakdown

Birthday party planning, Halloween planning, house maintenance, winter clothes and shoes for kids, new paint for the bathroom... is it any wonder I'm freaking out about my midterms this week?!