- I heard last night on the news that a girl (middle school age) died of meningitis. She had a headache that just kept getting worse, her parents took her to the emergency room 2 hours later, 8 hours after the initial headache, she was dead. In the emergency room she had seizures, and was not responding. I feel so bad for her family and her friends!
- I had a baby with it, who didn't even have a developed personality yet, and I felt awful. He was so little and couldn't tell me what hurt. Of course only one of us could be at the hospital at a time, unlike when Mica got his staph infection. Someone had to stay with Mica. I was with Isaak most of the time because I could nurse him, those antibodies helped him to get better. The pain cry is the worst! We couldn't feel a soft spot because there was so much pressure. I read that sometimes they have to drill holes into the head to relieve the pressure (Isaak didn't have that done). He had to have a mess of other things done though: A spinal tap, a couple IV's put in, gobs of antibiotics. He was so hot from his fever. I can't imagine losing him. We were not lucky to have to go through what we did, but so lucky to have him healthy today!
- Isaak has a favorite food. He loves YoBaby Yogurt. If it were up to him, he'd eat the whole thing, but I only let him eat 1/2 of it. He likes it in his cereal too. It's good for someone that has baby eczema problems. Giving him probiotics is one of the only things that would make his eczema clear up. Now that he can eat yogurt, I might be able to do away with the supplement.
- Isaak has one new tooth. It came faster then I thought. I thought it would be a few weeks before he'd get one. Another will be popping through any day now. He's been pooping up the back from teething and gnawing on his finger's. Cutting teeth is rough for these little ones.
- When I was pregnant with Isaak, my dad was trying to come up with a nickname for him right away. He secretly must not have liked the name Isaak. I thought up "Ike", "Zac", "Zeek" or "Zeeky". He liked "Zeek" and "Zeeky". I heard "Zac" can be a nickname for "Izac", but I didn't want to spell it that way because we already had a Mica Zachary. So...Isaak is called "Zeek" and "Zeeky". I love those nicknames, but Travis isn't too fond of them. He likes, "Baby I's" or "Baby Eye's". He does have huge eye's, then of course his name starts with "I". He looks over for all his nicknames and his name.
- Mica has always been "Mica Moose" and "Mica Z" to me. My sister Terra calls him "Mica Mouse" because he had a high pitch cry in the hospital and later squealed in his regular babble. My dad calls him "Smartie", which Mica likes because there is a candy called that. He calls him that because he talks so grown up.
- Nicknames have always been such a big thing with my family.
- A friend of mine from work, husband sold us a Life Insurance policy and Health Insurance. For our business, they gave us gift certificates to The Cheese Cake Factory. It was pretty good, lots of food! They don't have a children's menu, so we ordered Mica an adult platter, knowing we'd have leftovers for lunches. Mica had chicken and biscuits (lots of vegies too), Travis had fish and chips, and I had something really good which I don't remember what it was called. Isaak had homemade baby food, which we brought. The kids were pretty well behaved. Mica got to pick out a piece of cheese cake at the end of eating, he of course wanted chocolate (we all shared). It was nice getting out.
- Isaak hasn't cut any teeth yet, but Travis did see two white teeth just under the gums. They'll probably pop in the next couple weeks. Then I have to watch out for biting. I'm still nursing him, and if he's anything like his brother I'll get bit a few times. He's already into pinching with his fingers. I've had to tell him sternly, "NO!" and taken him off eating. He looks at me like he's thinking, "What in the hell did I do Mom!" The first stages of discipline are always fun, not really, but it has to be done.
- Mica tries disciplining Isaak. When Isaak is kicking on my lap, Mica says, "Isaak don't kick Mommy". I hear it with pulling hair too. I just have to remind Mica that Isaak is just a baby, and that he doesn't know any better. Eventually he will know better.
- When Mica heard that it was New Year's Eve, he thought it was going to be another Christmas Eve. He asked when we were going to open up presents? Then on New Year's day, Mica was really let down when we packed up the Christmas decorations. He didn't have a melt down or anything, he just looked disappointed.
- I thought I'd write this in here, it's kind of past tense, but I forgot about it and now remembered. On Christmas Eve Mica kept telling my Grandpa, his Great Grandpa to go downstairs with him. Mica was very persistent about my Grandpa needing to go downstairs with him. Finally about about the 5th time of asking, my Grandpa said, "Why do you want to go downstairs Mica?" Mica said, "To get some chocolate Grandpa Kent." The reason why it's so funny is because right in the next room there was a whole table full of cookies and chocolate set out for anyone to have.
- This is what it looks like when it's time for us to go in the mornings. So much to remember! I run through a check list in my mind (Travis doesn't remember much). The list is: Diaper bag, pump bag, computer bag, daddy's lunch/water, mommy's lunch/water, mommy's purse, fresh milk for Isaak and Mica, baby food for Isaak and if needed diapers and milk cubes. Then it's the two crazy kids we have to pack into the car seats.
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