RSV Season

Hi all!

Cash and I just got home today from a couple of days at Primary Children's hospital, he had a pretty bad case of RSV. Man kids look scary when they are not getting enough oxygen!

The whole experience opened up my eyes to others' situations. Those who have to visit there often, due to a much more serious illness. I tried to imagine how I would survive if I were in their shoes, but I cannot even put myself there because that would mean thinking about those that I love the most in some real serious pain. I can't do it. And since I truly believe that we bring about what we think about, it is perhaps best to leave these thoughts behind, with my most sincere prayers being sent out to those that are in that heartbreaking position.

The little 5 month old with whom we were sharing a room was left alone for the first 26 hours we were there. She had RSV too. When her family came to check on her they stayed less than an hour. We were there Tuesday, Wednesday and through Thursday morning and that hour was the only time that they came to see her. From what I heard, they were concerned that I was going to walk home with the teddy bear that they had brought their baby and insisted that the nurse label it. It breaks my heart that a stupid ten dollar teddy bear warranted more concern from these people than their precious child. When they were leaving, the mom (I presume; they actually brought a few adults) looked at me in the eyes, I can't explain but it was like she was either on drugs, or just dead inside. Maybe both. Whoever she is, I can only pray that she sees the light and how special her baby is.

The nurses all loved Cash. He was so good natured, through some uncomfortable procedures and when you could just tell he was not feeling well. They kept saying how handsome and sweet he is. I know that he is going to be a ladies man when he grows up. Big sigh...

I did not take his picture in the hospital. It seemed too, voyeuristic or something. That is probably not the right word, but I thought about it and I felt like I would be violating the little guy's privacy and discomfort. So there will be no pics of this experience.

Well, goodnight and be well. I have books to read and sleep to lose :)

Anna

Oh so sad...

Here is a picture of my poor sick little guy. (Tear).

Blaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

Here's the thing. This is the view as I see it through the day. I think I get down, because my surroundings are so drab. Any feedback? Maybe the Christmas tinsel needs to come down as it is nearly FEBRUARY...

Does any one have any fun ideas on decorating ones desk area? Other than the obvious, put the can of lysol away?

Sigh.

I am so very tired. So tired. Jack has had pneumonia, it is getting better but all in all I haven't been getting much sleep. Also I am so up and down, one minute I am as happy as can be, the next I don't want to get out of bed.

Yes I know that this isn't the sort of thing that people want to read about, or that you should let others know but what the heck.

I really don't have that much to say right now.

Anna

My First Blog Post

OK so -

I doubt that I will ever "get" this whole blog thing. I rarely have time to eat or shower. Let alone work on a blog. But I want to record some of my thoughts, things that the kids would be interested to read one day, so here goes nothing. With a warning that, I doubt that I will have a cute blog with lots of pictures, etc.

My life is truly hectic. Benny (my husband if you don't know) and I both work full time. He sells electronics and appliances at RCWilley. He is amazing at what he does. I respect him so much, he works very hard and does a great job, even now with the economy in the, well - you know. I work for JetBlue Airways (and am required to post that my views and opinions are not sponsored by JetBlue Airways, etc. etc. etc. - they are solely my own) as a Supervisor of the Central Baggage department. I won't bore you with the details of what that job entails.

Benny and I work opposite shifts, to minimize the amount of time the kids are in daycare. So we rarely see each other. But we are working towards our goals, so it is okay. We love each other a lot and our relationship is very strong. So even though times are tough now, I know that we have a bright future ahead of us.

We have three children. Morgan will be turning 5 in February. She is my little sweetie. She cracks me up so much. She is a great dancer. But she likes to shake her bootie; the dancing borders on inappropriate for a little girl, but how do I explain that to her? She also likes styles, she likes to pick out accessories and clothes that you wouldn't believe, but she puts things together very well. For a four year old, she has an amazing sense of fashion.

Jack. Well, he is my little trouble maker. He is so naughty. He is very jealous of the baby. Jack is only about 19 months older than Cash. It has definitely been a difficult transition for him. Any time I pick up Cash to feed him, or to hold him, that is when he decides to get into something that he should not be into. I.E., he likes to try and pull the safety plugs out of the outlets. Which gets him the reaction that he is looking for, I have to rush to put the baby down and come pull Jack away, to make sure that he does not get hurt. He is so energetic he loves to play, run, jump and laugh.

Cash is my little one. He is just four months old. He is the happiest baby I have ever seen. He laughs all the time, and smiles a lot, too. He holds his head up well now and is just darling.

Well, I think this is enough for an intro post. I tend to be long winded, so I apologize in advance for that. I am excited and hope to keep this updated as often as possible.