Venting....

I've found myself on the defensive lately.  I don't know if hormones, lack of sleep, stress, or a combination of these. I realize that social media is growing more & more a part of our every day lives. I just feel that sometimes we all need to take an extra minute or two before we hit that post button when we write a status or comment.  We all need time to engage our brains before we post something that we may unknowingly hurt or offend someone with.  Yes, I do believe in freedom of speech but I also know that if someone posts something that I don't want to read or don't like, I can ignore it or block it instead of making disparaging remarks for everyone to see.

What set me off at first may or may not have been aimed at me but at the time, I took it personal.  A friend had posted something as innocent as "gee, we know you have a baby but can't you save the pictures for special occassions".  It made me state the following:

Feel like I need to put in my two cents this morning & It may be because of lack of sleep from being in the e.r. last night with a sick baby but here goes. Yes, I post a lot of pictures of my baby that aren't just for "special occassions" as some would say. But to me, every moment of Bella's life is special to me. Especially since we lost her big brother/sister in 2009 at 4 months of pregnancy. We also almost lost Bella at the beginning of our pregnancy. So to me, every moment is a special occasion. If you don't want to see pictures of my baby or read about what's going on with her, then don't follow me, unfriend me, or block me because I don't care. Every moment of every Child's life should be cherished & should be special. Every one of my children's lives is to me.

That was just the beginning of my tirade for Facebook.  Next came when I saw a really good friend having to post on the defensive explaining why she was posting about celebrating the birthday of her son who passed away 2 years ago at the age of 1 year & 10 months.  I wanted to scream at the person who made her have to defend her posts.  

If people would just stop for a minute & try to put themselves outside of their own world & try to think about the other person, maybe, just maybe they wouldn't hurt someone.  I cannot begin to imagine the pain that my friend has been through with the loss of her son.  To have held him & watched him grow to lose him so young & unexpectedly.  I think she has more than every right in the world to throw a birthday party & share the experience with the world.  I applaud her for doing so.

I think that every child is precious whether it is born alive or not.  Those that have not suffered child loss, count yourself extremely blessed.  Sometimes, people don't even think about how parents that have suffered miscarriages are just as devastated as the ones that lose a child after birth.  When you are a parent, a true parent, any loss of a child that you love is devastating.  

I can't help but stop every once in a while to think what my baby would have been like had he/she lived.  That child would be almost 5.  I remember the milestones I experienced with Caitlin & Gabby.  I think of the ones that we are having now with Bella.  I miss all of those that we could have had with our angel baby.  

So, next time you start to write or comment on a post, please take a few minutes to really think about the person you are commenting on or writing about.  Everyone is going through something in their lives & it's not always sunshine & rainbows.

Baby tears & parental fears

Over a week ago we spent the night in the emergency room with our sick baby. We probably could have just dosed her with Tylenol & Advil but her Daddy decided we needed to go ahead to the e.r. Over 4 hours later they diagnose respiratory infection & gave her Tylenol.  Emergency rooms definitely have there uses but sometimes I think the doctors get a little disconnected because they so many different patients in a shift.
The next day we went on to see her doctor. There was an addition to the diagnosis.  Ulcers in the back if her throat along with the respiratory infection & fever. Poor baby was also breaking out with a rash. More medicine, needing to watch her fluids, & staying at home with my baby.
I can't help but compare the care we receive from Dr. Duchamp to the care we receive from the e.r.  Unfortunately we ate losing Dr. Duchamp.  She is moving to the Dallas/ Ft. Worth area & not really going to practice anymore due to the new regulations with Obama Care. The new regulations mean that doctors will have to see a patient every 7 minutes & won't get to establish a real relationship with their patients. Real care & understanding are going to be lost. I worry that we won't find another doctor that can take as good of care of our kids as what we found with Dr. Duchamp & Dr. Macik. 
This week has been tough dealing with Bella's illness & her tears. The tears kill me the most. You know they are hurting & all you want to do is take the pain away. No matter how old my children are, I will always worry when they hurt & I will always want to dry their tears.
Parenting isn't easy but it's what I've always wanted to do. So, I will take the grey hairs & possible hair loss any day as long as I have my kids.

WTH???

Ever have one of those experiences when you wonder how something so small made such a big mess?  Well, we had a doozy this week.  I went to pick up Bella from daycare the other day & we had to make a stop at the local grocery store.  Unfortunately our progress to the store was halted by the lovely train that runs through town.

As we were waiting on the train, I noticed a smell coming from the general area of Miss Bella.  I thought nothing of it.  The kiddo is in diapers everything should be fine. Was I ever wrong.

What did I do?

Bella & I pulled into the parking lot of the community store with a not so lovely aroma coming from the back seat.  I walk around my van to her door, open the door, & OMG!!! My poor baby's diaper EXPLODED.  That's the only way I can explain it.  She had poop all over her.  She had even dropped her pacifier in it & then returned it to her mouth to my complete & utter horror.
  

Thank God for baby wipes.  I learned a long time ago that no matter what age any one is in your household it does not hurt to carry baby wipes in your car.  So, the angels were smiling on me that I had a brand new package in the car. 

I wiped Bella down the best I could before moving her from her carseat to her changing pad in the back of the van.  My poor baby was so confused about what was going on & upset too.  Needless to say, baby girl visited the store in just her diaper (after I cleaned her thoroughly).  It took almost 1/2 a package of baby wipes to clean her & her carseat.

All I can say is that this was the worst diaper experience I have ever had in my 40+ years (o.k. not counting when I was in diapers).  I just hope (praying here) that I never have an experience like that again.  Please??

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