Will's first ER trip...

While Jordan and I were preparing lunch today, Will was playing in the living room. We think he must have either been practicing a somersault or running without looking where he was going again. He must have hit his head on the edge of the wall. Jordan heard a bang and all I heard next was blood-curtling screaming. We ran in the living room and saw Will hunched over crying. We picked him up and saw a huge hole about the size of my thumb print in his forehead. It looked soooo deep, like it never ended. Jordan immediately rushed him into our new van while I turned off the stove and grabbed the diaper bag. I think we drove faster to the hospital than we did while test driving the van, and that is really saying something. Will was in agony and blood was dripping into his eye. We held a cold, wet cloth over it, but he hated every second. I rushed into the ER admissions area while Jordan parked the van, and they took us in right away. The hole was no longer bleeding by the time we got to a room, which is a good thing. The nurses kept saying they couldn't believe it stopped. Will was lucid by very upset. They eventually put a numbing gel on a gauze pad and tapped it to his head. We were in the room for about an hour before they did the stitches. Imagine keeping Will contained in a small room for an hour, and then imagine doing it while he is super cranky and has blood all over! Definitely not an easy afternoon! We did our best with opening and closing doors, flushing the toilet, and turning lights on and off.
When the time for stitches came, I had to leave the room. My stomach was already in knots and with the baby constantly kicking, I thought I was going to either go into meltdown or vomit. Jordan was a trooper and stayed with Will. They put his arms in a pillow case behind his back, and then wrapped him in a straight jacket. He had five stitches put in. He was hysterical when I went back in the room, and all he wanted was to go home. We brought him home, put in a Blue's Clues, gave him his most prized blue chuppie, and within a half and hour, he fell asleep. All he wanted was to be held and snuggled. It was so wonderful holding him, but felt horrible under these conditions. I really envy parents who have children who want physical comfort since Will normally never wants it.
As you can see, he has a black eye and cut under his right eye, as well as the stitches above.

My Poor Baby!

My boys!

This last few weeks have been really fun for me. I get to see Will develop an attachment to a stuffed toy for the first time ever-Blue. And for the third time ever, he fell asleep on the floor! Unfortunately, this time it was around 4:30pm. He just couldn't hold out any longer after refusing to nap earlier in the afternoon.

SOOOO Sweet! Kisses for Blue!

In addition to Will forming an attachment to a character on a movie, my husband also found an obsession based on a character in a movie: Tony Sparks from Iron Man. For some reason, my Dear Husband is obsessed with shaping his facial hair in fun ways. The latest is the Iron Man look. Notice the thinner mustache that doesn't quite touch the goatee? The edges of each are angled slightly. Also, the soul patch is in the shape of an hour glass instead of like a rectangle. I think it looks very similar Jordan's regular goatee, but this new look makes me laugh a little inside. Only my Jordan would think to even attempt to do this. He is soooo sad no one has "noticed" and he has had it for a few weeks. I wonder if people really do notice and are too nice to say anything. At least it is not the Colonel Sanders look! I love you Jordan!

Mother's Day

This is me and my baby girl in May, around 25 weeks. Getting bigger each week! I measured almost 28 cm at my 26 week mark when I went to the doctor. Maybe this means the baby will come either early or on time instead of having to evict her?!?

After a few mommy meltdows before church because Will would not cooperate to take a picture on Mother's Day with me using my subpar old camera, he surprised me after church with two (out of 50ish) cute ones! YEAH! Happy Mother's Day to me!

We spent the day at church, and then had Jordan's parents over for a super yummy dinner. We later visited my Grandma and Aunt Kathy for about an hour. That was the day! One of these days, I think it would be fun to be pampered myself. Maybe when I am a grandma? Jordan built my WONDERFUL storage shelves for an early Mother's Day present. More pictures on that to follow!
Here are my favorite reasons I am a mom, in no particular order:
*I get to have Will in my life!!
*Being someone's favorite person is a wonderful feeling
*Knowing I am responsible for someone else's well-being and survival is an awesome responsiblity and
*It helps me be more selfless
*Heavenly Father finally found a lasting way to teach me patience
*Hearing "mommy" makes my heart melt, especially since we don't take any spoken words for granted
*I met a great group of girlfriends from my MOMS club that I enjoy seeing all the time
*Having a child helps me better understand the awesome love Heavenly Father and Jesus have for each one of us-I could never sacrifice my son for anyone
*Having a child with special needs really helps me understand the enabling power of the Atonement. I could never do it on my own without the strength of the Lord
*I am learning to be more relaxed for the first time in a decade since I am not in control of Will and I really must choose my battles
*My relationship with my wonderful husband has exponentially increased as I watch him become the best father anyone could ask for

I hope everyone else had a wonderful Mother's Day, too!

April

So, as always, I am a little behind on the blogging! ;)
Here is me and my baby girl in at the beginning of April, around 21 weeks. I am showing much earlier and larger this time around. I constantly get comments about "being ready to pop" when in reality, I have quite some time left. Makes a girl feel really pretty, ya know? I actually don't mind all that much because having a(nother) baby is a blessing that I'll never take for granted. I don't care what I have to go through to experience it! My pregnancy this time around is almost as nice as Will's was. I am a little more tired/exhausted mainly due to having to chase around Will this time around, and I am a little more achy, especially at night. Again, it's probably from the added weight and from being exhausted all day having an almost three year old!

Here is my sweet sweet boy! Isn't this such a nice picture? I just loved my new camera while it lasted. Will is looking and smiling, but like all wonderful things, they must come to an end.
At the end of April, Will decided to chuck my brand new, very expensive camera down the stairs. It was not in his reach, but it was also not in the bag since I used it so often. He is my little mission man: If he wants it, it will be his! Who could blame him! All the fun buttons and flash, seeing adorable pictures of himself with the review setting: It's enough to make me want it, too! Probably not being able to turn it on was enough reason to see if it was more fun tumbling downstairs.
After my mommy meltdown about how Will only destroys my things and never Jordan's, we tested it out and sure enough, it had to be repaired. It is currently being serviced, so let's hope it can be fixed for less than buying a new one! Deep breaths and constantly repeating, "I love Will, I wanted Will, I love Will, I don't want to throw Will down the stairs because I love Will" helped a lot through this process. One day he'll understand rules and directions, right?!?

One of my most treasured time of day is tucking Will in. He is such a trooper going to bed. We used to dread it and fight with him, but now he just hops right in after getting jammies on and brushing his teeth. We put on a nighttime diaper, tuck him under the blankets, he picks out a "pootie" from his stash, we say prayers and get kisses (complete with audiable "Mu-ahhhss). We shut the door mostly, and peak our heads through. He says, "bye." We say, "bye." He says, "I YOU." We say, "I love you, too," close the door, and he is out for the count! We are now getting him to fall asleep with his Blue's Clues dog in hopes of creating a new comfort toy so he can move past the pacifier. It has been the only thing his little guy has developed an attachment to, so it is extra hard just taking it away. Doesn't he look like an angel? One that would never ever chuck my camera down the stairs?