In August was David's 2ND birthday. I can't believe he is two already. He had a Disney CARS theme birthday party and I would say at least 75% of his gifts were cars. He is such a sweet boy and his sense of humor is similar to either my brother Nate or Austin (haven't decided on that one yet). He is so proud of himself when he does something himself. He LOVES Cars, Thomas the Train and Buzz Light year. Climbing is something that is natural to him because I catch him on top of or jumping off of everything he can get onto. Good thing he is pretty steady. We love him so much and are so grateful to have him in our family.
McKenna has been doing really well going to Nursery all by herself. For those of you who don't know, we have struggled with separation anxiety for almost two years. But one Sunday, Eric took her to nursery and something clicked. Ever since then she has been excited to go. YAY for Kenna!
Near the end of September, David got really sick. It started out as diarrhea but we ended up spending several nights in the hospital. Some of you have already heard the story but for those of you who haven't here it is...
He got sick on Tuesday , September 14Th with diarrhea and occasional vomiting. A few days later I took him to an on call doctor who told me that it is just a virus and not to worry. Well, after 10 days of severe diarrhea I took him to his pediatrician. He was getting very bloated after he would eat and especially at night. He had really bad gas as well as the diarrhea. I think that is when he started to connect the stomach pain (bloating with gas) to eating because he all of a sudden refused to eat and drink. It was all I could do to get him to eat in one full day what he usually eats for breakfast. His pediatrician began running tests because he didn't think that a virus would last this long. The night of Sunday the 26th he began throwing up and his belly was VERY bloated and painful so we decided to go to the ER. After spending most of the night there they just said "it's a virus. Give him Pedialyte only for 12 hours and check in with his pediatrician." They also did x-rays, gave him fluids and took more stool samples. By this time it had been two weeks and he was having anywhere from 3-7 diarrhea diapers (liquid essentially) everyday. My normally active, go, go, go boy was spending all day cuddling with me or curled up on the floor in the fetal position. He was hardly eating anything so he was loosing weight fast. He looked like a malnutritioned little boy because he was skin and bones except his belly was severely bloated.(Sometimes it felt hard like a basketball.) On Wednesday the 29th we went to the pediatrician and he had us go get an ultrasound done that day. On Thursday we got the results and everything was ok with them. The doctor called me and asked if I thought he would be ok through the weekend and I said yes because I was watching him pretty carefully. By the way, all this week Eric was in Chicago for training so I had been staying at my parents house. I am so thankful for their help because this was a pretty stressful time for me. Thursday night he started acting like he was going to throw up some more. He was very bloated again and in pain. He was sleeping in a little teepee in my parents basement and I was in the same room watching a movie. Normally I would go to bed around 10:30 but I stayed up because he was acting kind of funny. At about 11:30 I heard him making some funny noises so I ran to him and he was face down in the tent. I thought he was throwing up but as I pulled him out he was rigid, jerky and making a weird noise. This lasted about 15-30 seconds and was the scariest moment of my life. I kept thinking this could not be happening! At the time I didn't realize it (probably a good thing) but he was having a seizure. My screaming brought my sister and parents down to me and I yelled for someone to call 911. I sat there holding hm in my arms and after he quite jerking he just went limp. Kaitlynn called 911 and handed the phone to my mom and my dad went out to wait for the ambulance. The 911 operator told me to try to keep him awake which was really hard. I couldn't get him to move or keep his eyes open. Less than 10 minutes after calling the paramedics arrived and began treating and monitoring David. They took us to St. Al's in Eagle where they did a CT scan and more x-rays. They decided he needed to be admitted and transferred him to St. Lukes in Boise. Another ambulance ride and we got there around 4 or 5 in the morning. At this point Eric is still in Chicago but was arranging a flight home for Friday morning. At St. Lukes they ran tests, gave him fluids, monitored his vitals and his fluid intake and out. We ended up being there for three nights and got to go home on Sunday, October 3rd. His diagnosis was that he had a virus and it damaged his digestive system enough that he couldn't absorb anything so everything was just going right through him. They told us to get some probiotics to help him heal and within the next few days he was much better. The diarrhea stopped and he began eating everything in sight. When I took him back in to check in with his pediatrician his weight was were he had been the previous April. Today he is back to where he was before and maybe even gained a little more. He is happy and healthy.
I never ever thought that I would be telling someone to call 911. It was by far the scariest moment of my life. I still get shaking thinking about it. I was watching Pearl Harbor on TV at the time and I can remember the exact moment that it all started. I'm not sure I'll ever be able to watch that movie without thinking back to that night.
For Halloween, McKenna was Belle and David was a skunk (fitting because of all his diarrhea and gas). They had a great time. For pictures go to facebook.
November 1st we started moving into our new house. Still not completely done but all we have is to paint the trim. YAY! Then we can really get moved in.
Thanksgiving we had at our house. We had Eric's two brothers and their families and his grandparents. Our first big get together at our new house. It was a lot of fun. Sorry no pictures.
That brings us to today. Getting ready for Christmas! I can't believe it is less than a week away!
Here are a few pictures of the kids enjoying the snow we have gotten and decorating our Christmas Tree.
Kenna helped Daddy with the lights.
