My Baby Is Crawling!!!

Cannon is finally crawling!!! I say that as if I am excited, but being a mother of four I can assure you that I am not. My sweet little guy can crawl from one end of the carpet right into the kitchen. The boy can spot a shoe from across the room and with much diligence he makes his way to it and then tries to devour it to the best of his ability. Our little "Marshmallow Man" is the best little army crawler that I have seen. He not only has the physical attributes of the crawl down, he is also stealth. My other kids when they were at this stage would cry and moan as they desperately tried to get to the object. Not our sweet guy. He is quiet and focused. Everything that he has wanted in his short life he is now making an attempt to get it. I am seeing this guy grow before my eyes. Our last baby is almost a year old. He is growing up too fast. I love this little man so much!

Tonsil Day for Morgan

So it is finally Wednesday and Morgan has to be at the hospital by 6:00 AM. For those of you who know me well enough know that is way too early for Kelci to be rising and shining. We had been building this day up. We let our sweet boy know all about the Popsicles and ice cream that he would get to eat. He was promised toys from Papa and Nana made sure he knew he would be receiving one of her "special" prizes after it was all through. Chris even sweetened the deal by taking the day off for our Morgan. He was so excited!!! After hearing all of that what kid wouldn't be?

When we arrived at the hospital, the deal was still going his way. Sweet Darlene Merrill was his nurse. She brought glad tidings and gifts to boot. He even was presented with his very own blanket that some sweet lady from the auxiliary had made for little guys just like him. Then they wheeled him off. Chris got to go back with him until he fell asleep. Everything WAS good!

As we walked into recovery to sweet Morgan, I knew he was in pain. He is buy far the best of our four kids to have had such a surgery. He is toughest with the best little attitude. He might feel pain, but we don't always know how much pain he feels. The first thing this little man wanted was his jammies back on. Then he wanted all the promises that had got him to this point in the first place to hurry and get there. He was still feeling pretty good. We found out from the doctor that he had numbed the back of his throat pretty good and he shouldn't be feeling anything for quite a while.

Great!!! We headed home and Morgan still felt great. In fact, Chris and I were so exhausted and our little guy was running wild. He wanted to eat everything!!! Nothing was stopping him (except his mom) from doing just what he wanted. I thought if this is how easy this is we had better sign the rest up for a little tonsillectomy, adenoid thing right away.

Then it hit! About 12:00 AM we were in pain. Medicine? If he would take it. Water? If he would drink it. Holy cow, some unknown beast laying beside me was moaning and groaning with a nails on the chalkboard cry. I just wanted to sleep. Couldn't this have started 7 hours ago when I was ready for it. Before I had this thought that all was well and life was normal. It was not normal. I had Morgan crying in pain, Karsyn crying because I wasn't laying by her but by Morgan, and Logan woke up ranting about how I loved them more than him. You might be saying to yourself, "Where in the heck is Chris?". I was asking the same thing until I found him sleeping soundly in one of the boys beds all alone. At that point I could have killed him and strangled the rest of them. By the time he did get up to help Morgan had calmed down, Karsyn had fallen back to sleep, and I had reassured Logan that I loved him just as much as the others.

Now all is well and Morgan is on the mend. Our nights are the hardest, but definitely getting better. I am hoping for school Monday. By the way.... I am not signing the rest up for this Tonsil/adenoid thing anymore either.

Can you say uck!!! This week has been all that and then some. It all started when our sweet Cannon turned into a sick nightmare right quick and in a hurry. He got a cold, started sounding like a freight train, and stop sleeping during the night altogether. I don't really know how he feels, but I am sure exhausted. Breathing treatments??? You bet, but am I the only one benefiting from them? I seem to be breathing great. He still sounds like a freight train. Prednisone??? Oh yea! There is nothing like giving your eight month old a steroid for his lungs to make him want to jump out of his skin at all hours of the night. Bliss??? You bet!

On a higher note, Logan had his first Cougar Mighty Mite Football game. Talk about exciting!!! There is nothing like watching 30 plus kids run around in overly large pads and helmets trying to either score or tackle the other little guys with the same top heavy heads. What a sight. With a few over achievers, we were able to pull a win off against the might Yellow Jackets 32-21. Just a plug for Logan---He did have a fumble recovery in the first quarter!!! Go Logs!!!

Today brought lots of fun and excitement to our home once again. No it wasn't the exciting sacrament meeting that we had to unfortunately miss. (I am almost positive the sweet old couple who usually sits in front of us we more than overjoyed that we weren't there.) After spending the better part of the morning at the walkin clinic, we found out that Karsyn has had a severe bladder infection. That would explain why for the last week she has had more accidents and bed wetting than she ever had wearing a diaper. It would also explain the foul odor that me and the boys have been complaining of also. I just assumed the girl was trying to prove a point to me and had completely regressed to the new born stage. Poor girl. This whole time thinking this was going to be a mind game and I was for sure going to win this one. I know, Mother of the Year Award will not be awarded to me this year. Needless to say she is on a heavy dose of antibiotics and at this point I am just trying to make it up to my little Blue Eyed Beast!!!

That was our week in review. Sounds good??? Next week should be filled with fun and excitement also. Morgan is getting his tonsil and adenoids out on Wednesday morning. My sweet little guy has no clue what is in store for him. I will keep you all updated with the progress when it is all said and done. We just hope it doesn't alter his "man voice" we all love so much.

What a great day! In fact, what a great weekend. I love it when the kids are off and Chris gets to spend a little extra time with all of us. We were able to spend lots of time with the kids, watch a little football, and even got to sneak in a movie on Saturday night without the kids. I love how we are able to have family around all of the time and we are able to make memories almost every day. Logan asked just the other day, "Mom, why don't we have family reunions?". My response was simple, "We have one just about every night of the week son." That is such a true statement. With only the two of us (Michelle and Me) we are always together. Most nights at our house consist of her family, my family, and of course my dad. Family dinner doesn't come every now and again, but most all the time. It sure is a good thing that I have a wonderful husband that is OK with all this craziness.

Today I got up and called my sis to find out what we were going to do. I thought Chris would be at work all day so we thought we would load the kids and my dad up for a drive to Greer. Chris ended up coming along (he never really is that into Greer). It ended up being such a great day. Chris took lots of pictures of the kids. We had great food in Pinetop before we left. Then when we were heading out of Greer we had a little pie and ice cream at a little mom and pop restaurant there in town.

I love having all the kids together (mine and Michelle's). All of there different personalities are so fun to see. Kortni and Logan definitely take on the role of the "older kids". Morgan and Karsyn are all about taking and posing for pictures. Sarah loves to play with the ducks as Karsyn is running far away from them. Then there is our sweet baby boy who gets lugged around wherever we might go.

We are missing Kyler. Last week he decided to move with his dad in Gilbert. I think he has wanted this for sometime and is so excited for his first day of school tomorrow. My kids miss him so much as do I. When everyone is together we definately feel like there is something missing.

Sharing

When I was a little girl, my mom and I shared everything. This was partially because I wanted to and partially because my mom never wanted me to eat a full meal, have a whole soda pop, or eat an entire dessert. I never thought much of it, until now. Karsyn wants to share everything with me. Maybe, just maybe, she had a special visit from my mom. In my mind I am thinking that they had a conversation like this.... She needs to share with someone, Karsyn. Once again, she is overweight and overfed. She really doesn't need 4 Rt. 44 Diet Cokes everyday. Sharing is really going to help her.

Now did this happen? NO!!! Am I crazy? You bet!!! I just can't help but think of my mom every time Karsyn says, "Lets share mom.". I love it, that is for sure. It takes me back to a time when I had my mom. Now I am the mom. I am the one she wants to be with every second of every day just like I did as a little girl. I love it that she wants to sleep with me every night and be at my heals all day. I love how she takes all her showers with me and watches every move I make.

I now know why I am so much like my mom. Karsyn will one day be like me too. I pray this might be a good thing. I feel like I have my own little conscience following me, repeating everything I shouldn't have said and correcting me all along the way. I am not only sharing my food with this little girl, I am sharing every part of my life. So Scary!!! I love her so much and I really want this little me running around to be better than I have ever been, happier than I can be, and more confident and self reliant than I could ever imagine. I really want her to have the world.