As I am sitting here on the computer, eating a brownie my 4th large one since 6 tonight, I can hear Harper talking away in her bed where she has been since before 8. She ended up needing a nap today and slept almost 2 1/2 hours. We all know that naps equal late nights for Harper unless she is up by 2 from her nap. As I left to pick HG up at 3:50, she was still snoozing away. It was one of those things were you know it will bite you in the butt but you just can't waking her. It was a rough morning, extremely rough. The husband and I threw our hands in the air by lunch. I am loving that he is getting to experience and help with the good times and the bad. He has been a trooper helping around working during the day, even doing the dishes nightly. Something as simple as him doing the dishes or drying a kid off after bath time makes such a difference to me. With all the traveling he has done and is still doing, these are things he hasn't really been able to do.
Monday morning, this little man had to go to the doctor. Sunday into Monday, I was up every 30-45 minutes with him. Saturday into Sunday, it was every 1-2 hours. As you can imagine, I was exhausted and he was incredibly cranky Monday morning. We knew it was the ears. Sure enough, he had to have his ears cleaned out and double infections.
Happy to say that he is finally starting to feel a little better. Yesterday, he was still pulling on that ear pretty bad but only woke at 2:15 and 5:15 during the night.
The husband pulled these horrible rose bushes out of the front yard.
Harper has fallen in them and Hudson has grabbed them.
I love tall rose bushes but these have so many thorns on them and were in bad shape.
We replaced with very simple and low profile things.
Really wishing for azelas or hydrangeas but not knowing how rough our winter will be, we opted for less expensive.
Purple of course, it was the very first thing HG noticed.
When I picked Harper up from school on Wednesday, green snot was flowing,
Besides the green snot, her ear hurt and poor thing had a fever.
With Harper's history and underdeveloped sinus cavities, we always have to go to the doctor.
Thankfully we saw the same sweet lady we saw on Monday with Hudson and they had all of Harper's records from her previous Pediatrician already. Sure enough, she is on two weeks of antibiotics and has a clogged tube with and ear ache. She felt miserable.
I didn't move.
This cute legging and tunic outfit came home with ketchup covering the tunic and pen on the leggings.
Yesterday, she came home with her denim dress covered in pizza sauce.
I am good at stain removal but having a hard time.
Both were brand new, first time to wear to school outfits.
She bounces when she eats and doesn't pay attention to where she puts her food.
Kids and their messes!
Harper gave us quite the scare last night. I was on one side of the island and she was on the other coloring with markers on the floor and the kitchen table. She has huge issues with climbing and is often gets into trouble for this. I heard her fall and said Harper get up, you have to quit this climbing or you will really hurt yourself. She didn't respond. My initial thought was she knew she was in trouble because she seriously climbs all day long. So I repeat myself as I am walking around the island. I realize the high chair fell on top of her and she is unresponsive. My heart stopped. I grabbed her with her arms and legs totally limp. I kept calling her name and her eyes were rolling in the back of her head. I kept calling her name for what felt like forever. She was screaming by now but still not moving anything so I laid her flat on the ground until I could get her calmed. She was coming around and then could move her legs, toes, arms and hands fine. I grabbed her, put her in her carseat then did the same to Hudson and we were off. Chris had just left with Hailey for swimming and thankfully it was a night it was in our town. By the time we arrived to Chris, Harper was almost back to normal. She could walk, talk, follow a light, you know the same things they would do at the hospital. I still wanted to take her in but the husband assured me that we would watch her and any change, I could take her directly in. He reminded me that she falls all the time that this one just got her good. She stayed up way past her bedtime, slept with her baby brother's breathing monitor and I fully woke her a few times during the night. We had a long talk about climbing and she was really scared last night. Tonight I walk in the living from the bathroom and she is sitting on the TV console table with the TV and falls off. She landed on a rocking chair and a TV speaker came down with her. The TV somehow managed to stay up there and I was in the bathroom for less than 2 minutes. She was in trouble, big trouble and she knew it. The husband caught her climbing up the same high chair that fell on top of her tonight. This sweet, loving, super smiley little girl is going to give me a heart attack by the time she is 5.
He got one bite and yelled for more.
Harper was walking and fell face first into a steel bar at gymnastics.
I think everyone in the gym hurt with her.
The falls are all day long every day right now.
Someone said I needed to make her slow down and always tell her to slow down. If I would just tell her to slow down. I just needed to tell her.
We all say this 100 times a day, every day.
She was walking, slowly walking and fell into a steel bar.
Chris and I have our house Harper proofed and are constantly doing everything we can to stop the climbing and falls.
My day revolves around making sure Harper doesn't get hurt.
I check on her at least twice a night to make sure she is okay.
Every day. Every single day. All day long.
I appreciate the sweet texts and calls checking on her, we are working on it daily.
Our free nights are Thursday and Sunday between summing and gymnastics.
She gets her four wheeler back tomorrow after loosing it on Monday for driving up steps and flipping it then flipping over the handle bars doing a front roll.
Today they replaced the coils.
It still didn't fix it.
Thank goodness it isn't hot outside.
He loves getting a Ritz.
He loves it but I know his isn't really supposed to have much water, just a few ounces if needed.
I need to wash down my food, I think he needs to as well.
Boy vs dog, one will go through the screen soon.
They will be the best of friends soon.
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