Still wake. It's two o' clock. Today will be a long day again. James went to bed at one thirty tonight. William and I were making him laugh. It was cute. William was holding James and I was running to them. James laughed really hard, when I crouched down and had my hands open. I love my family!
Yesterday James and I went to visit my friend April. We hung out for a while. We went to eat out and James was so vocal in the resteraunt. It was pretty funny. I had to feed him apple sauce to keep him quiet. We had a good time today. I took a three hour nap when I came home.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Sunday June 13, 2010
Today I didn't want to wake up since I was up blogging that morning. But we got up twenty minutes before Church starts. James was in his new dress shirt and brown pants. This is our second week walking to Church. Last week I told William he should wear short sleeve. When we were walking up to the door " I should have listened to you. " I just laughed. A good Sunday always should have a nap. I definitly needed one. William ended up taking James to his parents house so I can sleep another hour, it was nice. When I got their the stupid dog was in the area where my baby was. I asked William to ask them to put her away. But they didn't cause the dog was sick. Hello! So is my son. Guess the dog is more apart of the family then my son. Sorry just venting a bit. I mean its not like the dog would hurt it self. Just had ear surgery. Other then that it was fine. James was the center of the attention with his Aunt Amanda and his grandparents. William teased his father that he would teach James to call grandpa McKinley small papa and grandpa Larson big papa. It was funny. James started getting antsy so I started packing up to leave. Grandma McKinley walked me out. Once we got home he was all laughs for me. It was cute! When I was nursing James later that night , I was making faces at him. Making James laugh is so cute. James did pretty well with his meds today. Right now he is asleep and he hasn't coughed yet ! (Cross my fingers) James is such a good boy , even if he doesn't like taking the inhaler. He's our sweet boy and we love him so! I just hope his ashma is controlable. Here it is one ten a.m. And William works in the morning and I will be tired. Ugh! Why can't we ever go to bed at a decent hour. Well hope this week is a better one.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
James get better.
So I took James to the doctors on Friday because James' cough and it wasn't getting better.
When the doctor listens to him, he's fine. But he ended up making the noise I was hoping.
She told me that he is wheezing. So she gave me a presciption for an inhaler. We have been keeping log of when we give it to him in James' journal. He does pretty good with it . And yet I don't think so.
My parents, James , and me went to one of our cousins graduation parties. James had a good time, he was talking away with the loud crowd of people. It was cute how Wendy our cousin was playing with James. When we left, we were half way home when James started crying and I was in the back to play with James. James cried so hard he started coughing and then chocking. We were on the 215 at night. He did it again and this time he threw up. I was afraid he was going to chock on his vomit and stop breathing! My mom convinces me to take him out of his carseat. I didn't want to but I didn't want to watch my boy chocking. I didn't have a choice. We pull over onthe side of the free way that is crazy. But I ended up getting all the way out finally. Calmed him down after a few minutes. I tell James that we have to put him back in the carseat again and he's fine. Me and my mom switch so James can't look at me and want me to hold him. So we're taking scenic route back home. Why I don't know. He started crying again. I sk my dad to pull over and so he does, but my mom says "he fine and we're almost home. " I just didn't want him crying so hard again and chocking. They make me question myself of what's best to do to prevent this happening again. It was scary seeing him throw up like he did playing over in my head. So I told my dad to pull over now. So my dad ends up braking on a right turn right before the intersection. Then he and I start yelling, Ugh! My dad gets into Walgreen's parking lot at that corner and I'm already to jump out of the car. I don't do well when people yell at me. I always have gotten away from the person who argued with me. So I grab James out after the car is parked. My mom tells my dad to go home. I go in walgreen's to cool off. Ready to cry because of the situation and the fact that I live with my parents,but I don't cry. Instead I call james' doc to tell her of what James did that night. She asks me questions and everything. She says she is going to call in a persciption. I tell her I'm here already and can give the number to her. And she asks me to call her tomorrow. William gets their to pick me up and we get the persciption for James. What an eventful night. And I told William the thing that sucks is that I have to apologize even if I'm the right or wrong. I have to make peace. I hope very soon we can get our own place little ways away from both of our parents side. I am grateful that are helping us live here, don't get me wrong. It's lots better here then at William' s parents. Just hope I have a good sunday at Church since I couldn't sleep. Hope we have a good time at his parents house for dinner tonight. Hope, hope, hope.
When the doctor listens to him, he's fine. But he ended up making the noise I was hoping.
She told me that he is wheezing. So she gave me a presciption for an inhaler. We have been keeping log of when we give it to him in James' journal. He does pretty good with it . And yet I don't think so.
My parents, James , and me went to one of our cousins graduation parties. James had a good time, he was talking away with the loud crowd of people. It was cute how Wendy our cousin was playing with James. When we left, we were half way home when James started crying and I was in the back to play with James. James cried so hard he started coughing and then chocking. We were on the 215 at night. He did it again and this time he threw up. I was afraid he was going to chock on his vomit and stop breathing! My mom convinces me to take him out of his carseat. I didn't want to but I didn't want to watch my boy chocking. I didn't have a choice. We pull over onthe side of the free way that is crazy. But I ended up getting all the way out finally. Calmed him down after a few minutes. I tell James that we have to put him back in the carseat again and he's fine. Me and my mom switch so James can't look at me and want me to hold him. So we're taking scenic route back home. Why I don't know. He started crying again. I sk my dad to pull over and so he does, but my mom says "he fine and we're almost home. " I just didn't want him crying so hard again and chocking. They make me question myself of what's best to do to prevent this happening again. It was scary seeing him throw up like he did playing over in my head. So I told my dad to pull over now. So my dad ends up braking on a right turn right before the intersection. Then he and I start yelling, Ugh! My dad gets into Walgreen's parking lot at that corner and I'm already to jump out of the car. I don't do well when people yell at me. I always have gotten away from the person who argued with me. So I grab James out after the car is parked. My mom tells my dad to go home. I go in walgreen's to cool off. Ready to cry because of the situation and the fact that I live with my parents,but I don't cry. Instead I call james' doc to tell her of what James did that night. She asks me questions and everything. She says she is going to call in a persciption. I tell her I'm here already and can give the number to her. And she asks me to call her tomorrow. William gets their to pick me up and we get the persciption for James. What an eventful night. And I told William the thing that sucks is that I have to apologize even if I'm the right or wrong. I have to make peace. I hope very soon we can get our own place little ways away from both of our parents side. I am grateful that are helping us live here, don't get me wrong. It's lots better here then at William' s parents. Just hope I have a good sunday at Church since I couldn't sleep. Hope we have a good time at his parents house for dinner tonight. Hope, hope, hope.
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