First!!!

He's standing alone now!






Also, he has back teeth! Just on his left side though. They are all coming in. I would say at least four of them. Two on top and two on bottom. I saw the glimmer of back teeth in a smile he gave me while we were playing last week. I had no idea until I stuck my finger in his mouth that he would have so many! 14 months old :)

First!!!!

I made Dru his first "mommy-made" grilled cheese sandwich today! He's eating right now as I type. It felt special. Such a typical mom-thing to do. I made myself one too :)

All better!

Dru's first day back to daycare went very well. He ate for them successfully. (Meaning what went down stayed down.)



I don't think I ever posted pictures of Dru's decorations for his party back in January...

I made about a dozen little guitars out of foam. It was a lot harder than it looks by the way! First one I drew out didn't look ANYTHING like a guitar. (Looked like a penis actually! Not kidding!)


And here we have the theme of the party. Mommy's little rockstar's first birthday :)

He's Okay

Got back from the Doc a little bit ago. Double ear infection and some tummy troubles. Three prescriptions to ease the ailments. He's such a tired and sad little guy. I feel terrible for him, but he's gonna be okay.

Ugh!

Thursday Dru was really sick. I think we got through all of Friday without him getting sick. Then yesterday he got a hold of a three hour old bottle that he had stowed away... got sick right away. I thought that was why he threw up that time. He hasn't hardly eaten solids for me since Thursday. And today he did pretty good with his macaroni and cheese. It didn't last long though. While still chowing down on his macaroni there he goes. All over the chair and tray. It was awful. I bent down held his head forward so he wouldn't choke and I just cried. It was so sad seeing him like that. My mommy heart was breaking. I took him to the tub for his second bath of the day. He was fine after that spell. He was even laughing in the tub.
I really needed to work tomorrows shift. Daycare $$ is due tomorrow and I am negative in the bank :( I took off Thursday and Friday. (I'm always off Saturdays and Sundays since I have no childcare on those days.) Come tomorrow I thought I would be able to take Dru back to daycare. Can't now that he's still sick and I gotta take him to the doctor.

I try to steer clear of depressing blogs, but I'm in a rut. I need a money miracle y'all! I'll play this week's Wednesday lottery and who ever prays for me to win gets a nice little gift as a thank you.


I'll update tomorrow after the appointment. I'm sure it's a tummy virus. We just need to see the Doc.

Sick boy

My poor baby is really sick. He's got the "pee-butt", a term that my good friend, Mindi Moo, has come up with. He's also thrown up twice this morning. It was awful. I could smell it before I even opened his bedroom door. I felt terrible too... He had been crying for me for about 10 minutes and I was taking my time to go get him. (Okay, I was in my bed, cozy as could be and desperately hoping he would fall back asleep.)
I hate how he doesn't feel well when he is sick, but he is so sweet to me in that time. He cuddles with me and wants me to hold him. At about noon he fell asleep in my arms. He and I took a nap on the couch for a whole entire hour. I can promise you it was one of the best hours of my life. I just laid him down in my bed about a half hour ago. He's still sound asleep.
I, of course, called into work to stay home with him. The manager on duty also has a young child. She asked me if I had any pedialyte. I realized then that I didn't. So, when Dru threw up the second time I called his dad to see if he would bring us some. (First, I didn't want to take sick Dru out into the 31 degree weather. Second, I didn't want him throwing up in the car.) I called Dru's dad 17 times and left three pleading text messages. 45 minutes later he called me back... but I had figured something out in that time. (Evidently, it is his day off, and he likes to sleep in on his days off. By sleep in, I mean like 1 in the afternoon.)
So anyways, ran to Wally world and got what we needed to us just in time. Because just as he left to return to work Dru woke from his first nap early this morning. I gave him about a dozen teaspoons of the orange flavored pedialyte and it has been a good three or four hours since he threw up. Yeah!

Okay, wel I hear him moaning in the room behind me. I think the poor little guy has woke up.

Don't worry, he doesn't bite...

Or does he??? There's a biter on the loose in Awesomeville*, Oklahoma.


Dru had two big bite marks on Friday from Daycare. I got his incident report today. I'm still not happy though. His teacher told me that no one saw who it was, yet there were four witnesses written on the incident report. I'm going to ask again when I pick him up in about an hour. The bites were terrible. One had a hickey in the middle of it. That kid must have had a hold of him for a while. The report said he was in a "fight". That made me giggle. I pictured my son getting up and kickin' some other kid in the shin and then punching him in the face... Then, all the other little one year olds chanting, "Fight, fight fight!"
It's mildly funny, but it did upset me. I mean, it's Monday and the poor kid still has two bruises in the shape of teeth on his right arm from Friday. It just better not happen again, and if it does I want that kid gone.

:(

A lot better..

Dru is doing a lot better. His eyes are no longer leaking boogers and he's taking his medicine just fine. It's a steroid and something else... He's still got a pretty bad snotty nose, but his daycare still let him stay.