Birthday Boy

1 year ago today I was at the hospital with my little Miles. Pretty close to this time of the day. After nearly 18 hours of labor my little boy was born. I walked for hours to move the labor along. Walk for 45 minutes on the monitor for 15. I ate several meals. My knees and ankles ached. I switched from slippers to gym shoes after awhile. The nurses said I must have walked for miles. Such irony that we picked the name long before the labor. I suppose if we have any more children, I'll have to be more careful when I pick out the name. Regardless, he is a joy. He has been the most wonderful laid back little boy I have ever seen. Sweet and calm. He lets his sister love all over him and doesn't cry when she nearly smothers him. He loves his mama and laughs at his dada. He is so much better than we could have ever imagined. We love our Miles and he has been more blessing than we deserve. Happy Birthday sweet boy of ours!

GOT IT!

Mwa ha ha! I got it! It can only hide for so long. Enjoy the smiles.

1st Pigtails and Laundry

Maggie loves laundry. She loves going through the dirty laundry in the hamper. She loves helping me put laundry in the washer, and then putting it in the dryer. She loves unfolding the clean laundry and throwing it around. She loves empty laundry hampers. I don't know why, but she loves laundry.




Maggie also loves looking pretty, so when we realized that she could finally have little mini-pigtails, we made it happen. They turned out cute, however tiny they are. We had to use some interesting techniques to get them to stay, but I like them. Someone told me they made them think of Shrek. Go figure. . . finally enough hair to put it up and she looks like an ogre.



Note the bruise is looking better.

Ouches always look worse than they are

So, today Maggie had her first ambulance ride. Mommy had her first mental breakdown. Not really, though she did panic a little bit, which is fairly unusual in an emergency. But anway, Maggie fell at daycare, and biffed her head on the metal door frame. A HUGELY HUGE welt/knot immediately filled up the right side of her forehead. It was the grossest darkest purple that I have ever seen on human skin. I couldn't look at it without getting choked up. Of course, being the kiddo she is, she refused to let us put an icepack on it. The medics were FANTASTIC, thank you Oswego Fire Department! They gave her a bear to take with her to the hospital, which kept her occupied for all of five minutes, but mom's keys lasted her the rest of the ride. Rush Copley was also awesome. It was by far the best and fastest emergency room visit I have ever had in my life, I think we made it out of there in an hour and a half. The CAT scan was a breeze, and everyone was super nice. Maggie's brain looks fine, but I wish I could say the same for her face. . .not so much, unless you like the look of purple bruises on your forehead. I'm just glad the little peanut is alright, and I'm relieved that our first major ouch is over and done with. Thanks to everyone who helped us through that stressful situation.