And on to the specialist we go

Ethan had his weight check last week and I've been putting off posting this until I knew when the next step would be happening. He was exactly the same weight as before, meaning he has gained nothing in 8 months, and less than 2 pounds in over a year. His doctor said she just isn't comfortable giving him more time, just in case it is a big deal. So Ethan has an appointment with a pediatric GI in about 3 weeks. Both the pediatrician and I agree that he is probably just adjusting to his genetics and the GI won't find anything, but we can't risk the chance that we might miss something major. We're not worried, so no one else be.

Holy Sickness, Batman!

If you haven't read it yet, read this first. And then come back to read what happened from someone who was coherent the whole time, though not always present.

John came home from work on Friday pale, and not looking so good, but not horrible. So, knowing that he would get some rest before Ethan woke up from his nap, I went to work. Skipping the parts I was at work for, I came home when my mom called saying that he definitely needed a blessing, and maybe needed to go to the ER. I can't adequately describe what John was like when I got home, but I'll try. He was sitting on the floor, propped against the wall. He kept wincing and yelling out as waves of pain hit. And he was so exhausted that his eyes were only half open and he could only mumble. He was even brought to tears by the pain on several occasions.

I should mention at this point that not only have I never seen John like this, I've never seen him sick. He doesn't get sick. EVER. Needless to say, I was really freaked out.

I knew that, shy of making him more comfortable (which our great friends helped me do), there was nothing I could do for him. I spoke with the dr about options, but she agreed that this wasn't life-threatening, and he would probably be most comfortable at home. She did prescribe some meds to help with the nausea and help him sleep, but they wouldn't help with the pain. John finally fell asleep before we picked them up, so he never needed them. (Thank goodness! I didn't even want to think about giving a grown man a suppository!) So I just went to bed with him, calming him down every time the pain woke him up. It was a long night, but I managed to get a little bit of sleep, and John was nearly back to normal by morning. And now, on sunday, you'd never know it happened. (Except for all of the nasty laundry I'm still getting through!)

It was apparently food poisoning from a seafood salad. This is one of the many reasons I don't eat seafood!

Come to the Play!

For everyone who could feasibly make it to Boston, plan to come see this show! (Click on the poster to see a bigger image and to read the details.)

So Sad :(

I am sitting in the office listening to Ethan crying. We had friends over for dinner so he stayed up past his bedtime. He was easy to get ready for bed. Wanted to change into pajamas. Wanted to read a book. Even wanted to lay down and pull up his blanket. But actually sleep? No way! After we prayed and I held his hand for a minute, I got up to leave and he flipped out. I know that he will eventually calm down and climb back into bed to sleep. He'll even pull up his own blanket. But for now, I have to listen to him calling for me. I think it would be easier if he was just crying, but the pleading is rough. "Mommy, you need to hold my hand for a few minutes now." "Mommy, you need to hold my hand for a few minutes please." "Mommy, ...." You get the idea. So right now I'm sad. Because if I go in, it will be worse tomorrow. But I so want to go in....

Happy Valentines Day!

So I had big plans for you all. Ethan picked out cards, colored on them, and decorated them with stickers. He even decorated the envelopes. But when I went to get them in the mail, I couldn't find my address book. I know it's in the house somewhere, but I haven't found it yet, and it's a little late to send out Valentines Day cards.

Then I wanted to put an audio clip of Ethan saying "I love you berry much" here on my blog. Unfortunately I am not as computer savvy as I thought. So I will keep working on it. Maybe video would be easier.

I hope everyone had a Happy Valentines Day!

Fattening Up

I realize that we have relaxed, but anyone who hasn't seen Ethan recently my still be worried about his weight. He is still skinny, but you can't see his ribs anymore and his face has filled out. Even his arms and legs don't seem as scrawny as they did. His official weigh in isn't until the end of the month, but I wanted to pass on that he's just fine.

Babies

Yes, it's time for Ethan to have a baby brother or sister. We agree. We have felt that way for over a year. So for anyone wondering what we're waiting for, read this.

EDIT: If you read John's post first, I think it sounds like we are announcing that we are beginning to try to have a baby. Not so. We have been for nearly a year. Things just don't always go as planned. Sorry if you got excited.

Superpowers

Ethan's favorite movie is "Superheroes" (better known as 'The Incredibles'). We watch it everyday. His favorite character is Dash, the headstrong blond son with superspeed. He's the reason we "Run so fast" around our house all the time. Earlier this week, Ethan came up to me and said "Mommy, I need a superpower." Me too Ethan, me too. We've decided that being nice and helpful is a superpower, and that Ethan's kisses are his secret weapon.