Samantha looks like a little Ben in girls' (sometimes) clothes. So we have nicknamed her Little Daddy. Mommy was bored last week and made her a little matching goatee...
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Happier Days!
Friday, May 09, 2008
Febrile Seizure Freak-Out
All you blogger mamas and blog-lurkers with lil' ones, take note. I will start the story by saying first: we are all okay and at home. But, Elliot & I left for the hospital today in an ambulance with an entourage of fire truck, police car and neighbors to see us off (though I did not see any of them in my rush out the door).
Elliot home from the hospital with the Teddy Bear they gave her in the ambulance.
Maybe you are the same as me and have never before today heard of "Febrile Seizures" - and I hope you do not ever experience your baby having one, but if you do, maybe our story will help you through yours. I guess it is kind of graphic because it was pretty traumatic for us, but again, we are all good now. SO if you don't want graphic, maybe you should just know what we learned: 1 out of every 20 kids 6 mos to 7 years may have a seizure brought on by a high fever. If yours does, remain calm (HA!), call 911 immediately, try holding her or lying on her side until it is over or until help arrives, and when its over try to think how long it lasted. It is not known whether its the severity of the fever or how fast the high fever comes on that causes it, but it is relatively safe in, spite of being supremely scary.
Elliot woke today with a minor cough & sniffles and a whole lotta whining. We took her underarm temp: 98.7, no biggie. Since Auntie Kassi is visiting and I am still on maternity leave, we decided to keep her home, just in case she was sick. Mid-morning, she is full of energy and playing playdoh with Kassi, fending off an occasional sniff. We decide on a quick trip to the zoo and to be home by lunch. Ellie had great fun at the zoo. We were home early for lunch, which Ellie ate with her usual gusto. Then I put her down for her nap after holding her through a couple of stories. She did not feel hot, but was definitely tired.
An hour later, she woke up coughing. She coughed so hard she threw up all over her crib. Unfortunately, this is common for her. Kassi took Samantha while I took Ellie to the bath, noting she was very hot to the touch and damp - which I attributed to vomit and crying so hard. She was shivering as we took off her icky clothes and got her into some comfy lounge wear. I took her and a blanket to a chair to comfort her & hold her. Kassi & I were just recounting what on earth I would have done if home alone with Samantha and Elliot during this vomitorium and plotting our clean up of the ick.
And then out of nowhere Elliot started having a seizure in my arms. For a millisecond I thought she was just kicking off the blanket like she always does, but then I realized it was a seizure: she was convulsing and her eyes were rolling. I was terrified and panicked. I immediately told Kassi to call 911 or Ben - and thank goodness she did not know Ben's # cuz it was more important to call 911 and then Ben (duh!). She told them we had a baby who was seizing. They thought she said Teething - but were quick to hear seizure, etc. and dispatch the troops. Meanwhile I am holding Elliot while she is still convulsing and kind of gagging, not responding, and her lips are faintly turning blue. I am freaking out much more than I ever envisioned for my first 911 call. Not knowing if Elliot is choking on vomit (so I lean her forward) or can't breath, (so I lean her backward). When her lips were turning blue, I was screaming at Kassi on the phone with 911 and just screaming generally while carrying her around the living room toward the front door, but they told me to put her on her side (for drool, etc. to drip out) and that the ambulance was on its way. The ambulance (and all the others) was in fact there already. She stopped convulsing just as the EMTs reached our steps. She was breathing, but totally zoned out / vacant / zombie-like, but I was relieved the seizure was over. The EMT came in with about 8 people behind him, recognized the situation and said everyone else could go. I was so relieved by then that no CPR or machines or I don't know what would have to be done to stop her convulsions or revive her. They carried her to the ambulance while I grabbed my shoes & purse leaving Kassi to fend for herself with Samantha. Thank God Kassi was there!!
I think the ambulance was there in less than 6 minutes since I think we called 911 about 10 seconds into the seizure and it was over just as the ambulance arrived. We guessed Ellie's seizure was anywhere from 2-6 minutes (hard to say since even a half second would have still felt like TOOOO long).
Elliot was happy to be home and went to bed early. And woke up often in the night (and had another nice 'bout of throwing up - ick. "Arfing all-done. All Done!" She says.
Since Elliot is one of the unlucky 5% to have had one of these seizures, she now has a 30% chance of having another in the future and it could run in the family. They tend to outgrow them by 7 years old.
If you are still reading, you are probably my mom, who has already heard this. And if you are not my mom, you probably have a kid and I am scaring you - but since its 1 in 20 and you know a kid who has had one now, yours should be clear - I hope!!
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Put Up Your Dukes!
Okay, "Uncle!" already. Two under 2 is starting to take its toll on all of us. Poor Samantha is turning into a little street fighter fending off her overly-"affectionate" sister. Miss Elliot is complaining on the phone to anyone who will listen (aka whomever she randomly dials) - and is apparently getting fashion tips from Southie. And, well, Mommy & Daddy are the picture of patience and rest!
(note sleeping baby at bottom of photo).
Friday, May 02, 2008
Shearing the Sheep 2008
Last weekend was the Gore Place Sheep Shearing Festival. With a surprising spell of good weather, we had a good time. Seeing horses, walking the tight rope, making sand art, etc. I explained the whole sheep shearing thing to Ellie while we watched this farmer shear the sheep. Then the childless yuppie couple next to me said, "Uh, that's a goat." And so it was - but it is called a sheep shearing festival and that thing looked like a woolly sheep to me!
Then, after lunch, Elliot looked longingly at her stroller outfitted for Samantha.
She was not to be excluded, so Elliot climbed on in. She's not too big for it is she? Some mom came over to us, horrified when she saw Zoe running the buggy in circles on the hill, and then relieved to learn that there was not an "infant" in it...not that it was all that much safer for Elliot though!
Aye Yi Yi Or Eye Yiy Yiy?
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