More Vacation Pictures

I finally got these pictures scanned in...

On our last day in a park, Cade finally nailed the stand next to the "character" and smile thing.

Here is our motley crew at Sea World. It was cold. Only 29 degrees that morning.

And here is Cade, looking so sweet and adorable. Makes me not want to give him away...even though his current 'roid rage makes me want to! To give him credit, I skipped the steroids this morning and he was an absolute angel. I gave him them tonight instead to see if he will sleep through his anger. Lets hope he does and doesn't wake up in the middle of the night screaming!

Crash!

Jim had built a bed rail for Cade's new bed several months ago when we moved Cade out of the crib.

I wanted it to be wood--to match the beautiful bed he and my dad built. Jim built it, painted it white, and it looked PERFECT! Even better, it kept Cade from falling out. But, several months of leaning on it, kicking it, holding on to it to jump, and using it to pull himself into his bed resulted in a very badly abused bed rail.

Monday night it gave.

4:13 in the morning I hear a crash--followed shortly thereafter by a second crash. I knew immediately what it was and cursed out loud. I ran into Cade's room...and he was standing there very much disoriented and confused. "It broke" was all he could tell me. I checked him for any pain--but he seemed to have survived the fall. The bed rail was a little worse for the wear. A piece of it had snapped off. I put it back on as best as I could--propping it up so it would hold and tucked Cade back in. I went back to bed completely amazed that my husband was completely oblivious to everything.

Tuesday, the scary steroid monster that lives inside my little boy and only comes out when he is on oral steroids, showed its ugly head. It was a very hard morning. I put him down at nap time praying for a little peace. Just a little... He wouldn't sleep. And he was so restless, he managed to knock over the bed rail again and fall out of bed again! That was the end of his attempt to nap--and my attempt to regain some sanity.

Needless to say, we were at Target today buying a new bed rail for his bed. Let's hope he doesn't destroy this one!

Time to Post

I was about to comment on my friend, Jaime's blog, about how long it had been since her last post, then I realized I had no room to talk. So, I will post first, then go and harrass her.

Baby news:

Baby number two is due in about 6 weeks. I have a doctor's appointment Wednesday and I hope to get my c-section scheduled then. I went for an ultrasound almost 2 weeks ago and the baby was measuring in the 66th percentile. Weighed in at about 4 pounds. Everything looks good. From here on out I will be doing twice weekly NonStress tests and ultrasounds for fluid measurements. WE NEED A NAME! Any suggestions?

Caden news:

Caden is sick. Totally miserable our last day on vacation. Some sort of virus that has attacked his tummy and everything else. Back on breathing treatments and steroids. He was so sweet today, but I am sure by tomorrow the steroids will have turned him into a monster. I hate him being sick!

Vacation News:

We had a GREAT time in Orlando. And since pictures are worth a thousand words, I will let the pictures say everything! (I am tired--if you want details, call me!)

I'm A Star!

Today was Cade's last day at Little Gym.

It was "Show Week" since it was the last day of the semester. Nana came with us to be a personal cheering section and photographer. Mom got some good shots!

Here is my little monkey swinging on the bar--so tall his feet are almost touching the mat!

The first time Cade did this activity--where you lay on the big "donut", roll over to the "cheese" and do a forward roll he was scared to death. Today he did it with minimal prompting and no screaming or death grips! See how far we have come?

All the kids got a chance to be the center of attention as the received their ribbon and applause. Cade stood up on the podium and graciously accepted his ribbon (before quickly jumping down and running back to my lap)

I am sad that we will not be doing Little gym again for at least a while. With a new baby, schedules will be difficult to maintain...and the one we have been going to is a LONG drive. We will have to find something a little closer to home. But, we will miss it!

Reality Check

Cade LOVES spending time with both sets of his grandparents. And we are very lucky for them to be close by so that he can.

Yesterday, Cade spent all day after church with Jim's parents. He had a blast--and I am sure they did, too, but they did look a little tired when we went to pick Cade up. Jim and I had a nice afternoon together--able to run some errands, etc. without a two-year-old in tow.

However, I think Cade is getting a reality check today. By 7:10 this morning, I knew Cade was already regretting coming home. I have a hunch that Cade may get away with a little more at Grandma's house than here--and I am sure he gets undivided attention there while at home I have laundry, etc to do. I am apparently mean. You want to see how mean I am? I made him do things like turn off the TV in the room we were leaving...get dressed and have his diaper changed...eat breakfast...HORRIBLE! I know! I am just so mean. I can't help it.

It makes me feel better to know that my brother is a "tyrant" (check_out_post_here). Makes me feel not so alone. Apparently we are both good at "torturing" our children.

Cade was having a fit as I put him down for a nap. We read SIX books and then he read them to me. This was a 25 minute process. It was time for him to sleep. But instead of tucking in quietly and giving into the sleep that was making him grumpy, he screamed and flailed. I finally got him tucked in and quiet and he was out in like 1 minute. Jim had come upstairs to attempt to help and we had this conversation:

J: What is he so upset about?
Me: WHO KNOWS?
J: (still waiting for more explanation)
Me: HE HATES ME?
J: (still just staring at me)

That's how I feel today. That my child hates me--or at least hates everything I do--and make him do. Must be doing something right if that is the case, right?

Missing the Coffee...

Maybe I can convince Josh to bring some coffee to Florida with him.

Enough for our time there--and for me to take home. I am generally not an at-home coffee drinker, but Josh corrupted me with the coffee he brought with him to visit. I miss it. Of course, part of the thing I miss is being able to share the coffee with my brother. But, we will hang out again soon.

I worked three days out of the last four. I had one tech and one intern when I worked on Thursday. We did like 40 prescriptions. It was boring. On Saturday, I had my intern again--and we did like 50 prescriptions. Again, it was boring. TODAY, I was all by myself and I did 65 prescriptions and sold at least that many. It may not sound like a lot, but when you are by yourself... I survived. My feet are swollen to an unnatural size and I am more than exhausted, but I made it! 9 more weeks!

Today is my Grandfather's 85th birthday. We had a nice dinner and celebration. My aunt made the most beautiful quilt--and my mom a book for him. Amazing how much he has accomplished in his 85 years. Happy Birthday, Grandfather!

Well, since I am so pathetic and about to fall asleep as I type this, I guess I will be going now!