First time for everything

This weekend Owen vomited for the very first time in his entire 2.5 years of living. It was HORRIBLE!!!! Ok it could have probably been worse and we had a good run, but as someone who hates vomit so much that doing it myself makes me vomit more, it was pretty bad.

We were all on our way to Michael's Dads 6oth birthday party when we got lost and ended up going the "long way". This "long way" included a mountain with switch back turns and my son vomiting all over himself and his car seat.

If Michael hadn't been with us I don't know what I would have done( yes I do,I would have just left the car seat on the side of the road and let Owen sit in the front seat the whole way home). I almost threw up myself just listening to it. M cleaned everything and I tried to comfort Owen (after M took his spew clothes off). No one will ever know how much I adore and respect him and even more now than ever. Thanks sweets!

Thankfully it seems that Owen just had a combo of heat and motion sickness and not flu as the vomiting has not re-occurred and no fever was ever detected.

God definitely is good and watched over us all in our time of calamity and dis function.

No pictures of this event. I am planning on getting some up during the week tho :)

So when I started this blog I told myself I would do at least one post per week. I have not. So I guess I will explain myself. Move on from self inflicted guilt and start getting back on the horse.

the explanation in two parts
Part 1) Is that we have a somewhat finicky router in our home and even if we do have access to said Internets we cannot always get on them. Although I realize I can write the post out and save it on word for later I just haven't done that.

Part 2) I have had about seven waves of plague these winter and spring seasons which leave me feeling depressed, unmotivated, weepy, and basically wanting to just burrow into my spot on the sofa that now has an exact imprint of me on it.

Feeling sick is the worst when you stay at home with your child not only are you really suffering from whatever the ailment but I personally feel wrought with guilt for keeping Owen in and allowing the T.V to parent him while I lay in the coldest and most quiet place i know the bathroom floor. so its more than just feeling horrible its feeling that and feeling sorry for you darling little child who is probably finding new places to try out crayon. ( side note crayolas web site is great they list all the products and how to clean them off of any kind of surface. wd40 is my best friend).

Now I have given the explanation and an account of my life while sick. My D.r just recently prescribed some ambien for my insomnia issues and I can feel the drug starting to wind its self into my brain and take hold.
I will redeem myself in weeks to come, I promise or at least I will try very hard
Dana

Dinosaurs eat owies

Owen has grown so much in the past few months. He is shooting up just like all the plants in the garden. His vocabulary is getting more and more vast and he is playing independently for longer periods of time.

He comes up with these concepts that really take thought. The other day he was trying on a new pair of shoes, that have a sort of dinosaur face pattern, and he began to roar like a dinosaur then he said "dinshores eat owies huh mama?" It took me a while to understand what he was talking about. Then I realized he has seen plenty of paleo art ( as his grampy aka"pappy" is an accomplished paleo artist). And some of the works depict dinosaurs eating each other. Owen thinks one dinosaur has an owie and the other one is eating it. I would guess in his mind this is a nice thing to do like helping to fix the owie.

I am amazed at how fast these last two years have flown by. Owen is definitely not a baby anymore. He is all little boy with dinosaur theories of his very own.