Possessed Cellphone

I have a possessed cellphone. It has a mind of its own! My phone will spontaneously call the last person that I have either called or has called me. It usually does this when I have it in my pocket on my belt clip. Now you're probably thinking, duh the buttons are exposed. Well, I have a flip phone so the buttons are covered when it is closed. I have Speedtalk which is like a walkie-talkie. The only thing I can figure is that when it is in my pocket, somehow the speedtalk button is pushed along with the side buttons that controls the volume and the button that turns on the driving mode. I'm thinking that somehow a combination of these buttons getting pushed in a certain order makes it call people.
This happened last Thursday when I took Fireball to the doctor to be sure he wasn't afflicted with the plague after his pnuemonia episode. My grandmother was watching Mr. Beans and we took Tatertot with us. She was going to need to nurse while we were there. Apparently my phone called her cellphone(she 68, I think and is so hip having a cellphone :} ) she didn't notice the call but heard the beep for a message we left. Turns out all that she could hear was a lot of talking but couldn't understand anything. So her imagination ran wild, thinking we were in a car wreck and was hurt and couldn't talk and was trying to call for help. She's a bit dramatic and goes to extremes. Turns out, just us at the dr.'s office talking. Did I mention we got to a dr that is out of town. We don't trust the drs here at our hospital. See previous post for reasons why. Uh, love my phone.
Until next time...

Under Attack

It seems as though having Mr. Beans getting sick in his bed wasn't all that has been thrown at us this week. Fireball has been feeling like crap since the Monday that Mr. Beans got sick. He worked 1/2 day on Mon., all day Tues., 1/2 day Wed., all day Thurs. and was home on his deathbed on Fri. He was really sick and then on Sat. he was still out of commission. All the while, he had a very high fever. We're talking 104. F fever. I swear he was dilerious half the time. So, then the fever would drop and finally on Sun. it shot back up. That was the final straw. Time for the ER. Having dealt with pneumonia before when Mr. Beans was a babe, (we caught it in time, he had the beginnings of it, thank you Jesus!), I knew something was up. So called Mr. Beans Godparents to watch him and Tatertot while I took Fireball to the ER.
I would like to take this moment and say that I was correct: Pnuemonia on the left side. Really sucky for Fireball because he also was unfortunate enough to have a father that smoked in the house growing up and is afflicted with asthma. Yes, I am a firm believer in NO SMOKING around children; especially mine!! So while at the fine establishment that is our ER in our town, 1 doctor for the whole ER that day (Really bad reputation at this hospital for negligant care, dumb docs, etc.), they take his b.p. 3 different times sitting, laying down and standing. Then they need BLOOD! Fireball has a great phobia of needles. Yippee! So they take his blood and as we wait some more, I say I bet they'll do a chest x-ray. Sure enough, knock, knock we need you to come to xray. Doc finally comes in and listens to his lungs, then says you have pnuemonia on the left side and your treatment is: are you ready for this?!: a shot in the ass and some antibiotics. Uh, needles again. So now he is doing better, and is interacting with the real world again. YEAH!!
To make all of this even better, I was feeling nauseated all day Friday and still had to take care of the kids and breastfeed Tatertot too. Thankfully I seemed to have only gotten the 12 hr crud. So now all is good and Fireball is on the mend!!

Mommies

I love to find blogs by moms; especially stay at home moms. I really like to read about their days, they seem to be pretty much like mine. Sometimes they make me feel better about my day and sometimes they just make me laugh until I have tears in my eyes. I have recently found a blog by a stay at home mom who is my age and is going on her 5th year of marriage with her husband; same as me and my husband. She had 3 kids, while we only have 2. But today I read her blog that listed things a person didn't know about her and the first thing was that she doesn't like odd numbers. So weird!!! I hate odd numbers too, go figure. It's like we were separated at birth!!
Ask my husband, he thinks I am crazy because I hate to eat anything in odd numbers. I can not eat skittles, m&ms, anything like that in odd numbers. He used to give me things like those mentioned above in odd numbers when we were first dating and then refuse to give me one more so that I could have even numbers. I know: Anal Alice. I have a bit of OCC I think. I favor my right hand and side of my body. Like when I put socks on, which is rare, I always put the right one on first. Anyways, enough about how crazy I can be. I just hope this wackiness doesn't rub off on my children. Is it genetic? Let's hope not.
I hope that you all will check out her blog (http://corineryan.blogspot.com) and see some of the similarities between us. Maybe I'm silly in thinking there are some but see for yourself. I really think stay at home moms should reach out to each other and support each other; because believe it or not, it is the hardest job you can have. Stay at home moms are at the highest skill at the lowest paying job. But the benefits are better than any other job.

Early Morning Surprise

What is the worst sound you can wake up to? A two year old coughing and then you realize he has thrown up in his bed. I was fortunate enough to hear the coughing and yakking sound through the monitor in Mr. Beans' room. It was 6:15 am and my husband was up already dealing with work issues due to having the pager from work. I was half asleep nursing Tatertot in our bed when I heard the "yak" from hell. I yelled to Fireball to go check on him, I wasn't far behind and sure enough he had gotten sick on his pillow. Poor baby was shaking and had vomit on his jammies. He asks "What happy?" That's his way of saying what happened. Too cute!! Fireball took care of the sheets while I cleaned Mr. Beans up. We took him into the living room to rock him on my lap. I seem to have a sixth sense about my children and their need to vomit. I can tell when they are going to get sick. Sure enough Mr. Beans got sick again in the living room. This time it was my turn to clean it up. Poor Fireball has a weak constitution for toddler vomit. He said he was nauseas so I got a turn at it. Then Tatertot decided to wake up. I changed her diaper and then again that feeling that he was going to vomit, picked him up and took him to our bathroom off of our bedroom to puke in the sink. This time it was just saliva, thank God. Finally, around 7:45 am Mr. Beans went back to bed until noon. Everyone else went back to sleep shortly after. Atleast it wasn't 2 am!

New Year

Hope everyone had a great New Year's Eve. What did you do with your leap second that was so graciously bestowed upon us? The local news stations have been running stupid segments asking people on the street what they would do with their leap second. I cleaned up Tatertot's spit up during my leap second. Jealous, huh? We stayed home with the kids for New Years Eve. Well, after we went to my grandmother's to have pizza or pi-pa as Mr. Beans calls it. So cute, right? It was her birthday. Afterwards, we came home and watched Dick Clark's show. It made me sad to see him and hear him that way. I actually cried, ask my husband, I'm a big cry baby. Even before we had kids. So atleast I got a Midnight kiss from both my kids and my husband. Yes, my children were up for midnight. Bad Mommy! So far the new year is going well. I finally took down the tree and all the decorations on Sunday. The hardest part was getting my husband to take them all down the the basement. He did finally on Monday. I have had to cut back on my Pepsi consumption; from 3 or 4 to 1 a day, the caffeine was keeping Tatertot awake and she wasn't getting her naps during the day so she was a bear all weekend. Now things are going well except the horrible headaches I have been getting. Ahh, so is the price we mommies pay for our children.