me&myBoys

Life with boys. Married to one, raising one, and one that is brand new. Gotta love it.

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I am 30 years old, married with children. If the 20's are for finding yourself, I think it's happened just in time. Up til now I've kind of felt like a poser. But, these boys . . . Ry, G, & O . . . they've helped me become who I'm supposed to be. Being part of their lives, helping them know they are precious and loved is what I am supposed to do. Everything else is extra to that primary goal.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

sorry, folks

Not good news in the Ear Category.

The night we arrived home from the hills, Owen screamed bloody murder. (refused to sleep, and writhed, and wailed, and banged his hand to his ears, and did I mention refused to sleep. . . ) It was in fact worse (which I wouldn't have thought possible) than his previous episodes with ear infections. It was so bad, we almost brought him into the Emergency Room, and honestly, I'd rather sever my hand off with a butter knife than endure the emergency room.

So, here we go again, consecutive ear infection Lucky number 5. We are averaging an infection only DAYS after clearing up (and yes, I do get him checked to make sure he's clear). We have an air purifier near his room, and I'm hoping it helps in the long run. Owen's starting to feel better now, he's had 2 days of antibiotics (and I've had 2 nights of miniscule sleep) but tomorrow morning, we fly to Nashville to visit some friends. And O's doc says, there is no clearing up those ugly ears in just 2 days, so I'm a little nervous. The airplane pressure is freaking me out. Any tips?

Good news in the toilet. (that sounds a bit strange)

Graham is completely potty trained! Yay! No more diaper changing (well, for child #1 that is) Only wiping dribble off of lids, and brown from bottoms, and the delights of stopping at a moment's notice to find and sprint to the nearest toilet . . . but I am so glad this day has arrived for my G. He is awfully proud of himself, too. He's getting so big. And although, in nearly every other area, I'd love to slow down the progression of events- this is the exception. Way to go G!

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