Bill and Miss (plus two)

Last night Bill and I went to a retirement party for my dear aunt, Babe.  It was a great evening with her family.  It was an adult only event, so we left the little guy with our friends, Matt and Lora and of course, Jacob's girlfriend, Malaya.  I was VERY nervous leaving him with them, not because I don't trust them, but because Jacob makes me nervous with his temper and tantrums.  The whole day I kept praying that he would be a good boy for them and even contiplated not going to the party. 

After an almost 4 hour nap, we had to wake him up to get going.  So, he was nice and rested when we dropped him off at Malaya's house.  He was instantly excited to be playing at her house and didn't care that we left.  We called them when we got to the party and they said he was doing great.  Matt and Lora took the kids to Disneyland in hopes of keeping Jacob distracted.  We left the party at about 8pm and met Jacob and everyone at Disneyland.  Jacob did great.  When he saw us he got excited, which made me happy.  He had two new toys!  Can we say SPOILED?!?!  He had a pirate ship from his happy meal and a Mickey light up sword thing.  The two kiddos had the same toys and looked so cute.

Of course Matt and Lora said he did great, didn't have any meltdowns and was actually pretty mellow the whole time.  They even asked if I gave him any medication (which I actually thought about doing, to keep him calm, but of course didn't).  I don't know if they are lying to us just to make us feel okay, but either way, we our proud of our little guy.  Lora told us that Jacob was chosen as flight commander on one of the rides in California Adventure.  How cute.  He got to hold one the the runway light thingies during the ride and got a sticker that said flight commander.  How cute, I'm so sorry I missed that one. 

Anyway, we joined them in the park and left after riding Buzz lightyear where Bill and Matt HAD to compete for the high score TWICE!  Bill lost both times, but we all had a great time anyway.  Jacob had control of the blaster and I helped him aim a little and the little stinker got over 20,000 points...He loves that ride with all the bright colors.

Today we are off to a BBQ/Swim party at the Gunnins.  I'm sure it's going to be a hot one so we'll definitely be in the pool.  So until next time...mommy and daddy love you!

This is just a wonderful topic to write about...poo-poo.  For a little over a week Jacob has been constipated. I know my poor baby, I'm writing about your little bum.  His last BM was on Monday morning and I must say I know it hurt him coming out.  It was so big, it almost clogged the toliet when I flushed it away.  He was in a lot of discomfort with it because as soon as he went, he pointed to his diaper and said poo-poo and he didn't run away from me when I went to pick him up to change his diaper. 

For the rest of the week, I could tell he was maybe trying to "do his thing" but nothing every came out.  So I thought it either is not wanting to come out, or that he doesn't want it to come out because it's painful.  Last night we were hanging out at the Shoppes and he stopped what he was doing and started making these wierd faces and arching his back (almost like a scared cat) and his legs were stiff.  I knew something was happening with his little bottom.  He stopped, I grabbed him and checked his diaper, but nothing was there except a little "shart" So off he went playing again.  Then five minutes later he started to do the same thing, again, no poopie.  At this point I knew that he was the one preventing the poopy from coming out. 

I called the on call nurse and she gave me some suggestions.  When we got home we put him in a warm bath with baking soda.  Strange, I know.  Anyway, he SCREAMED the entire time he was in the tub.  The nurse told us to have him squat in the tub.  Yeah, like that was going to happen on command with an out of control screaming child.  So there I went in the tub with him showing him what to do.  That didn't help, so we resorted to holding him down.  I took the top half of the body and Bill took the bottom half.  We held him there, torturing our child for a couple of minutes until, honestly, we couldn't handle it anymore.  Then we had to go straight to the bedroom and insert a suppository in his little bottom.  Yeah, that was FUN!  Again, he was screaming so much he was starting to choke himself.  I finally got all of it in, well most of it anyway and then we were told to squeeze his butt cheeks closed for 10 minutes.  Yeah, I wonder if the nurse had actually tried this whole sequence of events on a 20 month old.  Nearly impossible.  We put on Mickey Mouse for him and after holding his cheeks togethe for a few minutes we let him lay down and watch the cartoon.  Well within a minute of him laying down, out came the suppository.  Bill and I looked at eachother like "what do we do now."  Really, neither of us had the energy to do that again, so we let him sleep through the night and figured we would start again when he wasn't so tired. 

Saturday morning he woke up nice and early, despite not going to sleep until close to 10pm.  He came and layed in bed with us and then Bill touched his bottom and guess what..there was something there!  YIPPEE!!!  He finally had a BM.  It was a fairly big one and pretty hard.  But at least he had one and didn't go through any convulsions to pass it.  We cleaned him up and he got a bottle of good old prune juice.  About 15 mintues later, there was another one...this one was a lot softer.  That prune juice was working fast.  By 10 in the morning he had 4 BMs and each one got softer and softer.  Now I think we are going in the other direction...with diarrhea. 

We played at the park, brought him home and he actually had lunch a half PB&J and some corn, yum yum.  He gobbled it all up.  I think he hadn't been eating because his tummy wasn't feeling well.  After his lunch I layed him in his crib and he almost instantly fell asleep.  I think all the pooping made him worn out.  So now he is peacefully sleeping. 

Tonight Bill and I have a retirement party to attend.  Matt, Lora and Malaya are going to watch Jacob for the few hours we are gone.  I really hope he does okay.  this will be the first time (other than church) that we leave him with someone other than family.  Wish us luck!

So until next time...mommy and daddy love you!

This morning after Stroller Strides, Jacob and I went to a swim party for his friend from SS, Jack.  They have a toddler pool, only one foot deep and all the kids had a BLAST!  Jacob had fun playing in the water and with Jack's Thomas trains.  Jacob fell asleep on the way home and slept for 3 1/2 hours.  When he woke up he was ready to go.  We ended up meeting our friends, Matt, Lora and Malaya.  Lora and I went to get a pedicure and Matt and Bill took the kids to Fazioli's across the street for dinner.  Apparently while they were there, the manager of the restaurant went up to Matt and Bill and told them to quiet the kids down because someone in the restaurant complained that the kids were too loud. Okay, if you know Jacob you know he can be very loud, both in a good way and a bad way.  But when he's happy and loud, it really is not a disturbing sound.  I will be the first to say that Jacob can be annoying when he is crying and screaming, but when he's happy, it's a good sound.  So now here is my problem with this.  First, I could see if they were screaming because they were upset and they were crying, but no, they were having a good time laughing with eachother.  Second, Bill is the first person to take Jacob outside if he thinks he's out of control, so in my opinion, even though I wasn't there, Jacob was not that loud. Third, According to the dads, there was only a couple of other families there (with little ones) and a couple sitting across from them who were laughing at the kids, so obviously they did not say anything to the manager.  So where does this manager get off telling my husband to quiet down my son?  HUH! When Lora and I got to the restaurant the guys told us everything and we went straight to the manager and voiced our complaint about her telling our husbands to take the kids outside because they were too loud.  Again, if they were crying and screaming that's another story.  But they were having a good time in what we thought was a family establishment.  The manager gave us some lame story about a customer complaining to them so they HAD to say something to the dads.  WHATEVER lady!  She should have asked those olds cruds is they were ever children or if they've ever had children or if they are ever happy.  Give me a break, they guys were sitting at the back of the restaurant doing their best to keep the kids happy.  Old cruds need to get a life and realize that if a child is happy you do whatever you can to keep them in that state.  We will NEVER go there again, besides the food is terrible anyway and we are going to tell all of our mommy friends in Chino Hills to never go there or they might be told to quiet down their kids.  So there!

So to continue the rampage we walked over to Best Buy and Jacob and Malaya had fun banging on the drums on the video game, Rock Band (or something like that).  I'm surprised we didn't get kicked out of there too :)

So until next time my loud baby, mommy and daddy love you!