It's Just a Job

Two for the Road

I just love this photo that Mike took two weeks ago! :) I still don't know how both of them fit inside this Little Tykes truck, but they did! :)

Not for the Weak of Stomach

I don't have a very strong stomach when it comes to smelling and handling the two fore mentioned things. It is okay when I am taking care of my own bodily functions, but when it comes to others, there is a reason why I never pursued a health care career.

Yesterday I came home to Brody vomiting all over the floor. I mean literally vomiting on the floor. My husband was chasing him around with a Glad plastic reusable container (not any more) and telling my son he needed to stop running around and sit down with the Glad container. When we finally got him to sit, we were able to take his temperature and it was over 100. I gave him some Tylenol and held him on my lap. He was lethargic, at best, and kept telling me how thirsty he was. I gave him small sips of Pedialite which resulted in his release of all I gave to him.

We were finally able to get Brody to sleep at 10 p.m. At 11:45 p.m., he was crying at his door telling us that he had pooped. Well...it wasn't just a normal bowel movement for him. When my husband opened the door to his bedroom, I immediately was hit with the sharp, sickening smell of very bad diarrhea. All I will say is that Brody's lower half of his body was completely covered. My husband tried to remove his clothing and in doing so, a spray of the disgust flew up and fell all over the carpet and bedroom door.

I was trying very hard not to lose what I had in my stomach. My husband picked Brody up and immediately started the bathtub. This meant that I was left to take care of the filth. I will not go into the details, but I will say that it was a milestone for me. I never thought I would be able to stomach what I did. I guess I was wrong! :)

Predestination or Chance?

Predestination. I am a thorough believer in it. I think that all things happen for a reason and that it is all part of a larger plan already conceived and waiting for us to live it out. I met my husband totally by chance...or should I say, predestination. :) I found out I was pregnant with my youngest son when I my oldest son was four months old, which was totally unplanned. Would I have had either of these things occur in any other way? No. I would not.

I must admit that I have had things happen in my life over the last three years that have made me ask, "Why is this happening?". I have realized that these things have happened for a reason and that it is all part of a larger plan. Although my life is difficult at times, I know the difficulties will not last an eternity.

A Momentus School Year

Today is the last day of preschool for Brody until next fall. This morning I reread all of the entries that I made in his notebook for school. This was the method of communicating with his teachers on his speech therapy. I am truly amazed by his progress over the past eight months. For instance, last summer Brody could verbalize about 15 words. Now, he has a vocabulary that I cannot even begin to measure...it has grown so much! :) I teared up when I wrote my final entry in his notebook this morning. I cannot believe that my child who once couldn't even ask for a drink of juice now tells me what his favorite kind of juice is! My husband and I are truly amazed by his progress. Next year he will no longer be in the special education setting preschool, he will be in a more challenging class that will meet four days a week instead of three. My husband and I no longer need to speak for Brody, he can speak for himself!

An Odd Accident

I have decided to change the name of my blog. The reason being is that I am not too much into ranting and raving these days. I find that the time I am able to spend on my blog writing about the things that are on my mind, or what is currently going on in my life is truly a prescription for my soul.

Yesterday afternoon my husband, children and I witnessed a car accident on 35S at the Dodd Road exit. A SUV had rolled over several times and landed in the ditch. My husband immediately pulled our car over to the shoulder and I got out of the car. Two other vehicles, one behind us and one in front of us, also pulled over. The woman who was in the car behind us was an off-duty ENT and and older man was in the car ahead of us. It had appeared that the driver of the SUV, a woman, had either been reading or making a cell phone call. She was not concerned about her well-being; just a package of papers in a tan envelope. I thought this was odd behavior considering this person had just been in a car accident. After we made sure she was well enough to get out of her vehicle, the ENT took over and we left. As we were driving away, I wondered about the mystery surrounding the envelope. What were the papers? Why was she so distracted? What truly caused her to roll her vehicle on a sunny, dry day? Whatever the reason was for the accident, I hope this person will be okay.