Elbow update

Well, I got a follow-up appointment because my elbow wasn't (still isn't) 100%.  He moved my arm around some more and turns out that falling down, but not breaking or dislocating, means tennis elbow.  Not sure how that works, but that's what it is.  Fun stuff.  Hoping that it calms down within the next two weeks, or I'll end up needing physical therapy.  All this from tripping over a stupid toy.  Yeah, I'll be turning on the lights from now on....before I start walking through the house while it's still dark outside.

He BIT me!!!

I'm so sad.  I knew I'd eventually stop nursing and all, but I was actually enjoying it.  And he up and bit me!!!  TWICE!  I screamed from pain, scared him into crying, started crying myself, and then we settled.  (Oh, and Zach said, "Whoa!!!" when I screamed.  Poor guy had no clue why I was upset.)  And then he wouldn't finish.  I was really hoping to make it far enough to introduce cow's milk instead of more formula.  But you all knew that.  I have many reasons for that.  Not the least of which is that a gallon of milk is by far much less expensive than the same quantity of formula no matter how it's stored...including powdered (which is my preference since it is the cheapest way to get it).

Now, I guess we try to get him to take a bottle...or a sippy.  I don't really care which, but I do care that he gets enough to eat.

So much for the bottle...and other things

He doesn't seem to understand. Oh, well. I guess that's just the way it's going to be. I'm certainly not heart-broken, but I am frustrated. I have to take him into a quiet area or he won't nurse.

On a brighter note, Zach finally told me today when he had a poopy diaper. One step closer to using the potty. Woohoo!!!

He doesn't want to miss a thing!

Yeah, he's a busy little guy.  OK, not so little, but you all know what I mean.  I am still nursing Tom, but that after lunch thing just isn't for him, but he's still hungry.  So, we are trying something new today.  Not what I want, but what I think he needs.  Dan is going to attempt to give him a bottle.  I was hoping for two things on this really.  I wanted to avoid giving Tom a bottle, period.  I was hoping to go directly to sippy cups.  I wanted to avoid formula as much as possible...yes, I use it in his cereal, but I didn't want him to have very much.  I'm guilt-tripping myself now.

Listening to little boys

While in and of itself, it's ear-piercing and head-splitting, it's so nice to hear my boys laugh and scream and giggle together. It means they are having fun and I don't have to worry about what they are doing....so long as there is no snack sitting out where Zach can get it and attempt to feed it to Tom. We're still working on that one. I'm glad he wants to share, but I really wish he'd share his toys rather than his sippy of milk or peanut butter sandwich. Yeah, Tom can't have those yet, little man.

Making baby food

Who knew it was really so easy to make your own baby food. Yes, you have to be a little careful and make sure it's pureed smooth and whatnot....that's the hard part. I got an acorn squash at the store a few days ago (before the elbow incident) and today I baked it while Tom was down for his morning nap. It came out of the oven just a little bit ago and I scooped out the flesh into the container I used for pureeing it. I bought a stick blender (aka - an immersion blender) so that I'd be able to do this even easier and with less clean up than a regular blender. Wow! We are really going to save a bunch of money....time, well, that's another story. But, all in all, it's not any harder....I can spend time with the kids while things like the squash bake and it takes less time to puree and serve than it does to open a jar. How crazy is that?

As a side note, it appears that I didn't break my elbow...just jammed it very hard. Dan's bursitis is not just bursitis, but also an impinged nerve. I'll keep you all updated as we know more.

Note to self....make sure you can see where you are going before you start walking

Wow!  Who knew that toys meant for a 12-month old could be so dangerous.  This morning, I tripped over one of those learning to walk and can be ridden type things.  I fell....HARD.  On my left knee (it's got a pretty bruise) and on my left wrist.  The wrist, elbow, and shoulder all screamed at me for a good ten minutes...the wrist eventually popped and it feels just fine for now.  The shoulder calmed down.  The elbow...well....I'm glad the x-rays showed it wasn't dislocated.  Who knew you could actually dislocate an elbow?  But, it might be broken.  Those same x-rays were inconclusive due to all the swelling.  So, I'm told that if it doesn't get markedly better in the next few days, that I will probably need more x-rays and it's likely broken.  If so, that means it's got a chip floating around in there and I'll probably end up needing surgery.  Yuck!!!  If I'm lucky, then I just jammed it really, really hard.  No obvious bruising or swelling on the outside, so who knows?

I never knew that my left elbow was used so much.  I can hardly pick up Tom.  Zach, on the other hand, is actually not to difficult.  I guess that's because he can help get himself picked up.  Well, here's hoping I didn't do any major damage.  Oh, and as a side-note, Dan's got bursitis.  We are both gimpy.  *sigh*