I tried the life jacket but Conner could hardly move in it. He was like a kid in a super tight snow suit that can't move their arms or their head...so I took it off him and guess what happens.
He nearly drowns.
I was feeding Wyatt by the side of the pool and was watching Conner from afar as he played in the spa with his friends. Suddenly, I noticed him under the water with his arms straight up and he was kicking to get up. I yelled something and my sweet friend grabbed him quickly and held him tight- thank heaven she was there! He came over to me and held on to my legs, crying Mama.
I tried to downplay it for his benefit but inside I was super sad and emotional.
I put Wyatt down and got in the pool with him and he shook it off in no time...he was non-stop jumping to me from the side of the pool and having a blast. I didn't think about it much while still in the pool, but when I got home and Conner went down for a nap and Wyatt was sleeping- it was so quiet and I suddenly began to see the incident over and over in my head. I started to cry and had to call Josh. He made me feel so much better- but gosh, not being able to know that your babies are going to be safe all the time for the rest of their lives is really hard on a parent (sorry Mom, for the h@!% I put you through). I know my future with two boys will be far from uneventful but I think that if I were to worry about everything, I would never leave the house.
Boy do I love my 3 boys.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Emotional Afterthought
* with love, r 4 Calling Birds
Monday, April 28, 2008
Lazy Day
Josh let me sleep in this morning. He woke up with Conner and let me stay in bed until 9:30!! Oh the joy of extra sleep!!!! By the time I went downstairs and fed Wyatt again, it was too late to go anywhere without cutting into Conner's nap time. So, I made him lunch and he went down for a nap. I fed Wyatt, again, and then just laid there on the couch with him on my belly and zoned out on TV.
When Conner got up, I fed Wyatt, again, and then we went over to Gram and Gramps to swim in the pool. He has gotten over his fear pretty much...he doesn't like to wade around without you near, but he LOVES to jump from the edge of the pool into your arms!! So cute. I need to get him one of those buoyancy suits like Owen's- or I have a life jacket he could wear. Yeah, that's what I will try. He wants to go down the water slide really bad. He crawls up the stairs and then we have to pull him down crying. He went down a few times last year in one of those blow up crabs for babies. Maybe I'll try that again.
Conner and Sydney had a great time playing together tonight. They get along so well- with just a few tiffs here and there. I love to watch their dynamics.
Poor Josh isn't feeling good today. I think I will try to get up with Conner and Wyatt myself tomorrow morning so that HE can sleep in.
* with love, r 1 Calling Birds
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Adventures with two
Also, do you notice the fork in his tongue? It's cuz he's tongue tied.
Yes, you heard me right, I did say JOSH'S doll.
* with love, r 4 Calling Birds
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
KINKY
* with love, r 1 Calling Birds
Friday, April 11, 2008
Comments
Sorry- I had accidentally blocked the comments for a brief time period. Please feel free to comment again...it should be fixed so that you can.
* with love, r 0 Calling Birds
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Mystery Comment
I don't know if you noticed but a couple of blogs ago, I received a comment from an unkown person...who invited me to check out their blog. I have not looked at their blog- in case it was an invatation to a virus and I am kinda worried about some strange person commenting on my family.
I have thought about changing my blog over to the kind where you have to be invited to see it. In fact, I am going to be doing this as soon as I have more time to look into how I do this and then evite everyone.
Sorry if this seems weird. I just feel a little protective of my kids and I don't want the wrong kind of people learning about my family....
* with love, r 0 Calling Birds




