Monday, October 29, 2012

Scary week, and not just because of Halloween.

I am starting to really think my kids are conspiring against me to send me to an early grave.

So. Remember when I said that Harper has a hemangioma and I've been keeping a bandaid on it because she keeps trying to pick at it? WELL. Nobody stops Harper when she's on a mission. I put her down for a nap last week and when I went to get her up I walked in to find this:

(first, I feel the need to assure you that she was not in pain and was 100% totally okay despite what the following picture looks like. Just trying to prepare you!)

During her "nap" she obviously figured out how to get the bandaid off and scratched her little strawberry. She wasn't crying so I'm assuming it didn't hurt her but hemangiomas are vascular and bleed a lot, as if you can't tell. I'm not sure my heart has yet fully recovered from walking in and seeing my baby like this. I knew right away in my head what had happened and that it wasn't serious but it was still emotionally traumatizing. It looked like a scene out of CSI. Her sheets and bumpers and blanket were covered in blood and it was running down the spindles of her crib and dripping onto the carpet. And her poor lamb stuffed animal looked like it had been massacred. I got her cleaned up and spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning up her bed...and felt reeeeally weird googling "how to get blood stains out of sheets and carpet". Hopefully the FBI isn't trailing me now. Ha! 

As if that wasn't enough, Harrison decided he wanted to participate in the scaring-mommy-to-death shenanigans as well. That night I had a freezer meal swap with a group of friends. Rick tucked the kids in and then went to bed himself. When I got home our front door was wide open. Rick remembers checking all the locks before going to bed so we knew it had to have been Harrison. Sure enough, he admitted it the next morning. He had woken up and come into our room and when I wasn't in there he unlocked the front door and went outside to walk around looking for me. UM, NOT OKAY, BUDDY!!!! YOU ARE TWO!!! I have no idea how far he roamed or how long he was outside by himself but I am just sooooo thankful he came back in before he wandered too far or insert-other-scary-things-that-I-am-trying-really-hard-not-to-think-about.

Speaking of scared, remember when I said Harrison loves animals but Harper does not? Here is video proof of that fact. I crack up every time I watch it. Is that wrong? :) 

Other scary happenings include the way my children behaved on a trip to Walmart. I know what you're thinking and I agree. That's what I get for going to Walmart. Well believe me when I say that we definitely fit the stereotype...2 screaming children fighting with each other, one toddler refusing to sit in her seat but also not wanting to be held, another toddler being completely ornery and disobedient. The icing on top of the cake was when our 3-ring circus was in the checkout line and Harrison threw out a package of diced carrots and it busted open all over the floor. Yep, we were totally that family. But hey, at least we were at Walmart and not Target. :)  

Here are a couple of pictures I took right before The Dreaded Trip to Walmart. Would you just look at how sweet and innocent they look. That will teach me to take them for ice cream before shopping anywhere. Gotta save the good stuff for bribery and rewards because the whole they will act nice because they are thankful for a special treat strategy very much does not work on 1 and 2 year olds.


"Cheers to Harrison & Harper!"

And then there was the stomach bug that tore through our house with a vengeance. Luckily for you I didn't take pictures of any of that, being that I was completely worthless for 24 hours. Completely.

Moving on to some fun scary. Halloween! We took the kids to a fall festival at their school and then to a Halloween event at a local park.  Look at how cute my littles are in their costumes:

Her first ponytail. It may be teeny tiny, but it's a ponytail!

Of course the club immediately became a guitar :)

Pebbles and Bamm Bamm

Brody & Harrison (and no, I promise he's not naked:)

We carved and painted pumpkins yesterday afternoon. I'll let you guess which one is mine. Hint: it is not the scary looking freak with the prison tear-drop tattoo :) 


 I'm hoping this week is far less scary. Although I gotta say it's not starting off so hot since I got called 20 minutes after I dropped Harper off at school today. She started wheezing and gagged all over her teacher this morning. Poor baby (and poor teacher). Luckily for us she already had her 18-month well checkup scheduled this afternoon. Just her typical respiratory junk that she always has issues with and it's back to breathing treatments every 4 hours. Hopefully she'll be good as new by Wednesday or we might just have to change her Halloween costume to Darth Vader...'cause mama needs her candy. ;)

Luke, I am your father.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Crafts, pumpkins, & more

This has been one of those weekends where I felt productive. Lately those weekends are few and far between...especially since not only is life kind of hectic but also because I have a tendency to...ahem...procrastinate. Then my projects that I start off wanting to do become more like burdens and I end up as a grouchy stressball when I feel like I'm running out of time. It feels good to be (momentarily) ahead of the game!

I realized that Harrison's birthday is 6 weeks away and I've been doing a little party planning. I have a love/hate relationship with Pinterest. Sure, life before it was a little more boring and less creative but boy was it simpler. Ha! We are doing a camping theme for his party and instead of just going the easy route and ordering invitations I decided I wanted to make them. I got a wild hair and started working on them last night...a whole 3 weeks early. Wild, I tell you. Wild!

I also made the kids' Halloween costumes. They are going to be Pebbles and Bamm Bamm this year. I was a little worried on how they were going to turn out since I don't have anything close to a pattern, but I have to say that they actually look pretty good, all things considered! I didn't take a picture so you'll have to wait until Halloween to see the finished product.

And? I also made them matching pumpkin shirts. I know! 3 craft projects in one weekend. I'm on a freakin' roll. Not only is it fun to get my craft on but it's also friendly to the wallet. The supplies for the birthday invitations cost a whopping $3.25. Fabric for both costumes was $6. And the total for both shirts was under $10. Not too shabby if you ask me!

Now for the pumpkin patch pics:

Say pumpkins!

And she's off.

In heaven.

Right before she tried to take a bite of it

Kissing her owie...such a good big brother

h is for handsome

loves her daddy

Why would I sit still for a picture when there's exploring to do??


We shuffled the car seats around in my car so I could pick up my friend's kids from school and Harper got to ride forward facing for the first time. She also got to ride next to her brother for the first time. For the first 30 seconds it was really cute and they had a lot of fun. Harrison asked me to turn on some music and they both got right to performing. Harper is always the drummer and Harrison is the guitar player.

And then personal space got invaded....

And it all went south.

This is the same reason the stroller isn't practical these's just too tempting not to pester your sister/brother.

But then we got home later that night from small group and this is what I turned around and saw:

Being all sweet. Holding hands. Almost made me consider leaving them next to each other for good. Not really. That's a lie.  :)


You may have noticed Harper sporting a bandaid on her forehead in a lot of our recent pictures. A few weeks ago I noticed a small red growth and took her to the doctor. Turns out she has a strawberry hemangioma. It's completely harmless and will eventually go away on its own, but she keeps scratching it and making it bleed. And now she's figured out how to get the bandaid off so I'm not sure what to do. Hopefully it will make a quick departure. 

She also chipped her top front tooth. My heart sank when I saw it...I know it's just a baby tooth but come on! She's only had it for a couple of months and she'll have it for another 6 years. Poor girl just can't catch a break.

You may have also noticed in a few recent pictures that she has a pacifier. Unlike her brother she has had zero interest in binkies. But she found one recently in an old diaper bag in her closet and it has become her fast friend. And I'm a HUGE sucker. I don't let her sleep with it so I'm hopefully not playing with fire too badly. But I love how it makes her seem more like a baby. I know, I know. She's not a baby and I'm totally regressing, but like I said....SUCKER. 

What doesn't make her seem like a baby? These adorable overalls. I could seriously die of the cuteness.

Sunday, October 21, 2012


I got on the computer to blog about our weekend of pumpkin patches and craft projects and realized I never published the post I was working on last weekend. Oops. So here it is...just pretend it's 7 days ago.


We decided sort of last minute to sneak away for the weekend and catch up on some much needed quality family time. We didn't get too fancy...just a quick trip to San Antonio and New Braunfels...we've learned that fancy and toddlers don't really mesh well together. Ha!

We left Friday and stopped by Rick's parents' house for a visit. It was good to see everybody and the kids all had a grand time playing, at least judging by the decibel level of their rowdy shenanigans. We are quickly becoming outnumbered by the Little People. There are 6 grandkids so Rick and I only get 33.3% of the blame. His brother and lovely (and obviously very fertile) wife are responsible for the other 66.6% of the increasing population of Boyd Babies. Although they are clearly crazy (FOUR KIDS, need I say more??), I do appreciate them supplying my children with such awesome cousins. I have great memories growing up with my cousins and I'm so glad my kids will get to experience life with theirs as well.

Friday night didn't go so hot. Harper spiked a fever right before we left so she wasn't feeling well. (If I have to guess I would say it's her ears. We'll find out tomorrow when we go visit our best friend the pediatrician.) Anyway, she fell asleep in my arms and I put her down with no issue. Harrison took a while to decompress from the night (read: he thrashed violently and wouldn't lie still or be quiet and was driving us completely nuts). We were all in the same guest bedroom. Harper was in the pack-n-play and we were sooooo lucky to have the Violent Thrasher in between us. He finally went to sleep around 11:30. A couple of hours later Harper was up and she. was. MAD. And not tired. Actually, she was very tired but refused to sleep. She decided to party from 1:30 until 5am. Nonstop party. Zero sleep. Nada. Now, there was a time in my life when I could have and would have gladly hung with her. But those days are lonnnnng gone. This mama needs her sleep now for sure!

Enter Saturday morning. Even with next to no sleep we were all in pretty good moods. I think the pancakes and bacon helped. Seriously, how can you go wrong with bacon? (Unless you eat it too fast and then vomit it back up like both my kids did at the breakfast table, ha!) We left the inlaws' house around 9:30 and headed to San Antonio. At first we considered doing Sea World or the Riverwalk but quickly decided to keep it simple and low key since Harper wasn't feeling great and we were all kind of running on fumes. And it couldn't have been a better decision. We all had such a fun time!

We started off at the Kiddie Park. What a fun little place. I'm sure one of the reasons I loved it so much is because I grew up going to the Kiddie Park in Bartlesville, Oklahoma every summer with my grandparents. It was really nostalgic to be at a similar place with my own kids! The park is small and wasn't crowded and the kids could ride every single ride there so we got our $$ worth. Especially considering we only paid $26. Definitely cheaper than Sea World.

You strap me into a ride that HE'S driving??

The boats were his favorite

You can tell she's not feeling well :(

firing away

In hindsight, it probably wasn't a good idea to take her on a spinning ride if it's her ears that are bothering her. Oops!

He had a special request for a rocket

You can tell that it was a special request :)

Her first face-painting experience...not a huge fan!

She's supposed to be a cat if you can't tell. Ha!

A trip to the carnival isn't complete without some cotton candy

What is this sugary deliciousness and why have you been holding out on me for so long?
It took approximately 12 seconds for them to devour it down to the cardboard. And then they tried to eat that as well.

After the Kiddie Park we decided to head north of San Antonio to the Natural Bridge Wildlife Park. They have a drive-thru animal safari and petting zoo. Something about "drive-thru" seemed really appealing :)

Harrison LOVES animals. He gets that trait from me. Harper, however, not so much!

"Hi funny goat. I'm Harrison. You are sooo beautiful! I love you sooo much!"

Get that filthy beast out of my sight.

Mommy! I get to brush them hug them and I just love them all so much!
Hi there, Harper! You mean don't want to go pet the goats?
I can't believe you are letting my brother endanger himself like this.
We stayed in New Braunfels Saturday night. We went to Gruene at ate at Gristmill on the river and then just walked around outside and listened to some live music. It's such a neat little town. Sunday we attempted to go to the outlets in San Marcos and made it into one store before we realized it was the worst idea ever. Ha! I don't understand why toddlers don't like to shop. We decided to call it a day and head back to Houston but before we left we had to get in some of this goodness:

Bueno, baby. Bueno. Now if they would just open one near me!

LOVE getting away with my family! (including certain 2 year olds that no longer nap...even on 5 hour road trips:)

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Boring medical update, blah blah blah

I figured since I posted all of my recent medical drama on here I should probably follow it up with an update. Good news, folks. I'm not dying!

I still don't have any real answers but I am feeling good as new. Or I would be if I could just get over this bronchitis junk. But don't read that as a complaint because holy moly, I am feeling like a million bucks compared to last week!

I met with the infectious disease doctor Tuesday and he went over some of the test results (apparently I was tested for everything under the sun...but don't ask me to tell you any of them because I have no idea what they are). Other results won't be back until later since they have to culture longer, but he was able to tell me a lot of good news. There was nothing in my spinal fluid that would indicate my immune system is being attacked at the moment. The west nile virus is dormant and I contracted it 6 months ago or longer. They want me to participate in a clinical study for patients with the virus since there isn't a lot of data out there about the long term effects. But I left feeling reassured that hopefully I won't have any chronic issues since I didn't have a severe case when I contracted it however many months ago that blasted mosquito bit me.

As far as the MS goes....I don't know what to think about all of it. So far I have not had any test results come back that would give me a "positive" diagnosis (although there is no such test for MS, just a lot of red flags accompanied with symptoms that would form a collective assumption that the disease was present). I would like to think that all of that means I am in the clear. But for some reason my neurologist wants me to do another test next week that specifically looks for MS as well. It's called an evoked potential test and doesn't really sound like buckets of fun considering it involves half a day of being hooked up to electrodes and being shocked. Ha! I think at this point I am just tired of all of the tests and anxiety of wondering if there is something serious looming out there and while I appreciate a thorough doctor versus one who is quick to blow you off, I don't see the point of having the test done right now. Worst case scenario: I have MS. But it's not preventable and my symptoms are not affecting my quality of life at this moment. If they continue to get worse then maybe I'll reconsider but I feel like chasing a diagnosis is what is truly affecting my quality of life right now...especially considering I was just miserably sick for 3 days and hospitalized all because of one stinkin' test!

Best case scenario: I'm completely healthy and super grateful to be feeling good...and this is the scenario I'm choosing to go with. :)

Thursday, October 4, 2012

17 months and one day.

17 months and one day ago, this little girl made her arrival into the world.

17 months and one day ago, this little boy was 17 months and one day old. 

It's hard to believe that he was that young when she was born. Back then 17 months and one day seemed so big. And now it seems so little.


It's really crazy how much has changed in just 17 months and one day.

This was Harrison's "practice" baby. Harper used to be smaller than it!

These two kids bring rich laughter to our home daily. Hourly, even. They are completely exhausting, but such a joy. They fight, hit, and yell at each other like normal siblings do, but even more often they share, hug, and smile and laugh with one another. I treasure the moments that I get to be a fly on the wall and witness them interacting when they don't know anybody is watching. Harrison is protective of his sister and she adores him (most of the time, anyway :). When she graduated up to the toddler class at church he walked her around, hand in hand, introducing his "baby sister Harper" to all of the other kids. I sure hope they continue to grow up as best friends. 


When I think back to how we "planned" to have our kids spaced several years apart I thank the heavens above that He is the boss and that His plans are far better than any plans we could dream up. But I also thank God that He has not decided that we need a third newborn at this 17 months and one day milestone. A prime example of the saying that God never gives us more than we can handle. He knows my limit on crazy. :) 

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