Keeping Up with Ron, Sara, Jackson and Addie

Monday, August 31, 2009

State Fair...

Ron talked me into taking a trip to The Fair, I thought he was nuts and that we were asking for a day filled with disasters. In case you didn't know I'm not an optimist, though if you ask me about this I will just tell you that I'm a realist. Luckily I was wrong, we had a lovely afternoon at the fair. We brought baby Addie in to Lamperts to visit my mom's coworkers and nab a rockstar parking spot for The Fair.

The double stroller was murder to push around through the crowds, but that was really the worst of our day. We started out at the fair making our way through the animal barns, being sure to see the mother pig and her babies and the biggest swine! Addie slept most of the way, but enjoyed the cool comforts of the FM 107 lactation station and used up two of their free diapers on her tushy.

Jackson ate his way through the fair, starting with a corn dog, moving on to blueberry yogurt from the dairy building, and following it all up with a blue rasperry sno cone. (We have tried dairy and haven't noticed a reaction so we gave up at the fair) He went to town on the sno cone, covering himself in blue syrup... blue syrup that seaped through his shirt and pants making his belly blue! Perhaps the dairy was not the greatest idea as the poor boy ended up with a tummy ache or maybe it was all the sugar in the sno cone. We tried one trip to the bathroom but it didn't provide him any relief. I think he is super sensitive to dairy, but it is not a true allergy so we will continue to limit it and see how he does. Ultimately the excitement was too much for Jackson too and he fell asleep sitting up in his stroller.

Though we had been there for 3.5 hours, we only saw a third of the fair but that was enough for us. Living close to the fair means that both Ron and I have been there multiple times each year and didn't feel like we missed much. Leaving without a trip down the big slide, was a bit of a bummer but overall it was a successful stop at the great Minnesota get-together.

Platelet Update...

Jackson's count is now up to 45,000. As always we were really hoping for more and wish that the count would climb faster, but are happy that it's headed in the right direction. We were told that this could take six months to get back to normal and it looks like that's the course we are taking.

Saturday, August 29, 2009


Reading with Jackson has always been a big hit in this house since even before his first birthday. He loves to read by himself, have people read to him and even "read" to us. I wanted to remember the list of books that he currently loves:

The Giant Jam Sandwich by John Vernon Lord
Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss
The B Book by Dr. Seuss
The Big Smelly Bear by Britta Teckentrup
Put Me in the Zoo by Robert Lopshire
A Fly Went By by Mike McClintock and Fritz Siebel
Sam and the Firefly by P. D. Eastman
ABC: An Amazing Alphabet Book! by Dr. Seuss
The Bears' Christmas by Stan Berenstain and Jan Berenstain (yes, even in August)

Friday, August 28, 2009

The Bouncer...

When we found out that Jackson had ITP and that he wouldn't be able to enjoy the same activities that other kids could I was so sad. He couldn't spend time at the park running and jumping and jungle gyms were out of the question. We knew we'd have to restrict his activities and my mom came up with a great idea, a bouncer. So Grandma Pam purchased a Little Bopper Bounce House for the boy!

We set it up in our upstairs bedroom and brought him upstairs, camera ready for the shot... he cried. Then I cried. Why wasn't he super excited about his new bounce house?? Why didn't he want to be crazy and jump about?? I don't know the answer to either of those questions, but it sure did break my heart. I think he may have been scared. We had been telling him no running, no jumping and that he had to be safe... maybe this was too much?

Well we tried it again the next day, and he still didn't want to get in. Finally, I ignored the weight restriction and climbed in myself! Then he was willing to lie down next to me... but still no bouncing. After a while he "sat" on his knees and bounced a bit, but that was as far as he would go. Even when his friend Grayson came over to take turns in it, and he was much more interested in being back downstairs. I'm hoping he'll learn to have a little more fun in it, but it's going to take a while.

Mom and Jackson hanging in the bounce house

Bouncing on knees only

Bouncing with Grayson

Playdate with Grayson

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Family Update...

Jackson's bruising: I am thrilled to report that Jackson's current bruises are going away and he's getting only a few more. He looks so much better than he did a few weeks ago and even last week. If this Monday his numbers are above 50,000, we'll be able to switch to every other week testing.

Addie's sleeping schedule: Addie is getting into a bit of a night routine. And yes I do know that now that I have this figured out it will change. But for now, she is doing some cluster feeding between 7 and 9, then I wake her up at 10 or 10:30 for a final feeding, she sleeps for 3 or 4 hours then! Somewhere around 2:00 she wakes again for a feeding and a diaper change and then Ron spends some time getting her back to sleep. At 5:00 she wakes again for a feeding and a diaper change and then spends the rest of the morning asleep next to me in bed.

Kitchen Remodel: Yeah, what better time to decide to finish the remodel in our kitchen... Luckily, Ron is taking this one on by himself. We are adding cabinets to the other side of our kitchen, replacing our microwave with an under-the-counter model and switching the stove and fridge.

Ron: He's keeping busy with the kitchen and helping to take care of our family. But in addition, it's time for Fall ball, which means double headers every Tuesday night, it gives him a chance to hang out with the guys and get some exercise for a bit.

Sara: I'm nothing more than "MOM" these days. I like being home with the kids and finding creative ways to keep Jackson busy and interacting. We are having fun, but when Addie's routine becomes a little more predictable, I'm looking forward to a dinner out with just my husband.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Latest Platelet Count...

Jackson's platelet count as of this morning was 39,000!! We are thrilled with the increase. We are not out of the woods yet as the bottom end of normal is 150,000, but this increase was more than we expected so soon. We'll test again next week.

Addie's Check Up...

Addie also had a doctor appointment, her first time meeting Dr. Mayrand. She is doing excellent, even given permission to miss her two week check up and come for her two month check up. She now weighs 7 pounds 6 ounces... like I said before: she nurses like a champ. She does have a clogged left tear duct that with some massaging should be taken care of, other than that she's very healthy according to the doc.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Meet the grandparents...

Addie and Jackson are lucky kids for many reasons, but one that comes to mind immediately is the love they are given from their grandparents. Both Addie and Jackson's names come from our grandparents who have been a source of inspiration to Ron and I.

Jackson's middle name James, is from Ron's Grandpa Jim, a kind and gentle man whose stories from the war and his young life are still interesting to me, no matter how many times we've heard them before. While Jackson comes from my side, my Grandfather's name was Otto--not a name I wanted to stick my son with--however my grandparents lived just off of Jackson street and owned a window repair shop on Jackson street in St. Paul. I spent many summer mornings walking the six or so blocks along Jackson Street to the shop and days spent playing with screens, "helping" to fix windows and eating lunch with Mrs. Klos.

Adeline was Ron's grandmother's name, Addie died in 2005, just before Ron and I got married. I feel incredibly lucky to have been able to meet and spend time with her in my short year with the family before she passed away. She was an amazing woman and Ron has many fond memories of the time he spent with his grandparents as a child. Irene was my grandmother, a hard-working, no-nonsense tough lady with a heart larger than anyone on this green earth. Unfortunately she is living in a nursing home and has deteriorated so much so that she doesn't know who anyone is anymore... but I know she would be incredibly proud of me and my family. It seemed appropriate to give our Addie the names of these two women to mark how special they were to Ron and I.

I know that Jackson and Addie will have wonderful stories to tell about their grandparents as well, and am so glad that they are all around to spend a lot of time with our children.

Addie and Grandma Pam

Addie and Grandpa Joel

Addie and Grandma Jan

Addie and Grandpa Ed (aka Bumpa)

Friday, August 21, 2009

One Week...

Addie at one week

Playdoh silliness...

Okay, so maybe my life isn't glamorous (that's the understatement of the year). But I'm glad that in my house can be found some of this kind of silliness when the playdoh comes out:

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Latest Platelet Count...

I had so hoped that the count would have gotten us out of the extreme danger zone, but no such luck. However, the count is going up and that's enough to make me feel slightly better about Jackson's illness. He is still bruising easily and looks tough, but some of the worst bruises are starting to look better.

Count as of Monday August 17, 2009: 9,000 per cu/ml

Birth Story Part 3...

There I am with baby in my arms umbilical cord still attached when Dr. Ye comes rushing in the room. By the look on her face she is very unhappy that she rushed all the way to the hospital and a nurse delivered this baby!

Baby Adeline Irene:
Weight: 6 lbs 13 ounces
Length: 20.75 inches long

I'm not sure how it all happened but soon enough I've been stiched up, just a few stiches, the cord has been cut and baby Addie is screaming in my arms. She has a full head of dark hair just like Jackson's was, only a little less and a little lighter in color. I can't tell at this point if she looks like Jackson did, though Ron seems to think so. I am relieved that it's all over and surprised that she is here with us, as I was thinking I still had a few hours of pain and pushing left. She's beautiful and she's ours!

After everyone has had a brief chance to hold baby Addie, she is given back to me to breastfeed. I have been lucky enough to have two babies that latched on immediately and nursed like champs.

While I was pregnant I worried that I could never have enough love in me to feel the same for Addie as I did for Jackson. But the moment Addie was placed in my arms I knew... I had plenty of love for both of them!


Wednesday, August 19, 2009


How is this for a glamourous life:

One boy is asleep in his bed and the girl asleep in her bassinet next to me. I am becoming the master-multi-tasker: I am, no lie, pumping and taking my final for my Human Resource Managment class online, at the SAME TIME. And then it starts... the sirens start to blare. Now what? I need to get two sleeping kids into the basement, interrupting nap time -- the only time that has been quiet throughout the day -- and I will never get it back... never!

Tell me who is jealous?

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Birth Story Part 2...

On the way to the hospital at 3 a.m. I ring up my mom so that she has adequate time to get ready for a day at the hospital. We arrive at St. John's and tell Ron to back me up when refusing the wheel chair and thankfully he does. I don't know what it is about wheelchairs... if I can walk, let me!

My mom arrives at the hospital around 4:15 a.m. and waits with us as my contractions stick to being 2 minutes apart but never getting any more intense and I am becoming fully aware that this could be another long labor ahead of me. At 6:30 a.m. we are moved from a triage room to a room that I will see nothing but the walls of for the next few days. Nurse Christine is at the end of her four 10 hour overnight shifts and is obviously ready to call it a day. She attempts my IV in my right arm, but can't get the vein. She pulls the needle out and decides to try my left arm, however when she tries to put the band aid on the first entry point, she misses by oh... three inches!

Ron settles in for a nap and I try to pass the time between a NY Times crossword and People magazine. I am thankful that the nurse tells me I should order a light breakfast, as I am starving! I am happy to eat my English muffin and fruit parfait... hoping that I won't end up vomiting them later.

Nurse Jessica starts her shift by checking my cervix, I am at 4cm and starts the Penicillin drip for the prevention of Group B strep, which I tested positive for just weeks before. Jessica says they are having trouble measuring my contractions and baby so they will insert an internal measure and attach a monitor on baby's head. Holy Moly!!! PAIN! I don't know what this woman is trying to do but I am cringing in pain and all I can manage vocally are a couple tiny-voiced ouches when in my head the swear words are rattling out at incredible volume. It takes the nurse two tries, fitting the procedure in between contractions, and I am so thankful when she is done. It is decided at around 11 a.m. that I will be given Pitocin to start kicking these contractions into high-gear, and it does! My light lunch comes around 12:30, but it's not soon enough... it is followed by the anesthesiologist with a lovely European accent, there to administer the epidural... ah, epidural.

Now contractions are coming regularly and they are intense... but because of lovely European-accent-man I don't feel anything but some pressure. The nurse gets me comfortable on my side, checks my cervix to find that I am at a six, tells me that if I feel like I need to push or go number 2 to push the nurse button. So there we sit: Jan (my mother-in-law), my mom and Ron waiting through contractions when I suddenly feel like I have to poop! Oh No! I can't feel my legs and I have to poop?!? Are you insane? I don't poop but once a week, does it have to be right now?

So, we call nurse Jessica and tell her that I need to poop. In she comes, but I'm expecting her to come with bedpan in hand... and no bed pan. She's going to check my cervix. My cervix? But I have to poop! What do you know... in the last 20 minutes my cervix has dialated from 6cm to 10! That's right, 20 minutes! It's time to push! Jessica asks the nurses to call Dr. Ye and tell her that I am about to begin pushing. Dr. Ye is at United, but something gets lost in translation: she thinks I'm actively pushing and that she needs to high-tail it to St. John's, so she does.

Yay! Because that's all I want to do is to push... I just wish I would have prepared myself a little more... what? another contraction? I need to push! And push I did for about an hour. Dr. Ye checked in on us and realized that she would not be needed for some time, so she went about some other errands throughout the hospital. My nurse and coach Jessica's shift ends at 3:00 and I am hoping that I can deliver this baby before she goes, but it's not looking so good. Baby Addie is moving down with each push, but comes back out of the birth canal in between contractions. At 3:00 p.m. Jessica is replaced by Marianne. Marianne switches my positioning around a bit, encourages me to push a bit harder and longer on each contraction. Three contractions later... this baby's head is crowning! She calls out for the doctor: "We need the doctor in here now!" Ron pushes the nurse button, Marianne tells me not to push, I relax my legs and Addie literally pops her head right out! Marianne catches baby Addie, tells us we are going to do this and tells me to push one more time through the next contraction and out come Addie's shoulders and the rest of her body at 3:15 p.m.

I'll tell you what happens next in a coming post... but that is how Addie made her first appearance: completely unexpected and sunny-side up!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Birth Story Part One...

On Thursday evening Jackson and I packed up in search of fried food and farm animals at the Taste of Maplewood. We had spent plenty of time petting farm animals when I realized that I didn't feel so good. As Ron met up with us and we headed toward the car, realizing I may get sick before we make it home. Luckily my mom was able to meet us at our house and fix something for dinner for Jackson so I could head off to bed. I slept for an hour and felt much better.

Ron got home late from the event at the community center, we check in on our days and it's off to bed we go... falling asleep around midnight. At 1:45 Ron woke up to move to the couch to relieve some back pain. I woke up at the same time with what feels like a massive contraction that will not let up. I am on the bed, on my hands and knees trying to get the feeling to move, change or go away completely. When it lets up a bit, enough for me to manuever the stairs without landing on my head, I head downstairs to check in with Ron.

I am at the point that it feels like one constant contraction that only lets up slightly, but never goes away. Our conversation goes something like this:

Ron: How far apart are they?
Sara: I don't know
Ron: How long do they last?
Sara: I don't know
Ron: Should we try to go back to bed or go to the hospital?
Sara: I don't f**king know!
Ron: Are they getting closer together?
Sara: I don't f**king know! I'm calling St. John's.
Sara: Don't listen to me, get out of here.

Was I crabby? Yes. I didn't want to end up at the hospital only to be sent home, and I really wanted more sleep!

The nurse from St. John's thought I should come in as soon as possible, so I rang my dad. I told him it may be a false alarm and that he didn't need to rush, Ron jumped in the shower and I packed a few last minute things in my bag. My dad came only 15 minutes later... not listening to my request not to rush as I had expected. Ron and I packed up and headed to the hospital, Ron requesting that now I stop being so snarky and me asking him to slow down.

To be continued...

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Adeline Irene Horwath...

Addie was born on Friday afternoon (August 14) at 3:15 p.m. She joined us weighing 6 lbs. 13 ounces and was 20.75 inches in length, she had a mess of dark hair! All here are well and Jackson is just an amazing big brother. More to come...

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Latest platelet count...

Results from Monday's blood test are in: Jackson is now up to 5,000 platelets. Not great, but at least they are headed in the right direction, up. It's still a long ways off from the 150,000 needed to be at the low end of normal. Jackson is still in the extremely dangerous range until we are above 10,000, so we'll be spending all of our time keeping him as safe as possible. We'll go back on Monday again for another blood test.

Jackson has officially been pulled from childcare and I am on leave from work, hoping that Addie stays put for just another week.

Speaking of Addie, I had a doctor appointment yesterday and am still sitting the same. 80% and dialated 2cm. I think Addie knows that it'd be helpful if she waited a bit longer to join the family, though we can't wait to meet her!

Also yesterday, Jackson and I got out to Como Zoo. It was a safe trip to take, mostly in the stroller and Jackson was able to get some visual stimulation, especially in the butterfly garden. I dressed the poor kid in pants even on such a hot day to cover a few of his bruises, but we did route over to the misting machine and get cooled down before taking in the Sparky Show!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

How we got to ITP...

We haven't been in touch lately and folks are asking if Addie has made an arrival. The answer is no, thankfully Addie is holding off for now so that we can deal with Jackson's health issues. We have been struggling to cope with an unexpected illness called ITP. To be honest, I'm not very good at dealing with stress and I tend to panic easily. This diagnoses has been very hard on us and we are trying to take it a day at at time, but everything has seemed so unreal the last few days that we haven't reached out, but will when we are ready.

Heading back to Thursday August 6: I left a doctor appointment and I picked Jackson up from Playschool and noticed that he has several scratch marks on his neck. I asked him what happened and was informed that "Isaiah did it." As I look up, Isaiah and his mom are talking to one of the teachers, Megan. Jackson's teacher Alexis confirmed that Isaiah and Jackson got into a battle over a toy and that Isaiah was very aggressive and it took a bit for Megan to get him off of Jackson. After Isaiah and his mom left the building, Alexis informed me that Isaiah had a rough day and had a stack of incident reports. (While Jackson has been in his share of scuffles at Playschool, we have never been sent home with an incident report.) That evening I noticed that along with the scratches, bruises were forming along Jackson's neck. I also noticed that he had a significant bruise under his right arm... in what looked to be the shape of a thumbprint.

Friday August 7: I met up with my friend Cari and her son Henry for some play time at Java train. Jackson played in the train and was out of my sight for 5 minute incriments. One time as he was trying to climb up to the chair next to me, he slipped a bit and managed to scrape his shin on the chair, no tears involved, he tried again and made it up on the chair.

When I got Jackson up from nap, I noticed that his shin was really bruised, when I asked him what happened, he told me that he fell on the chair at Java Train. Hrmmph... really? I didn't realize it was THAT bad, poor kid, bad mom. :(

Time for the boy to get his hair cut... off to Kidz Hair we go. Half way into his haircut, Jackson is holding incredibly still watching Scooby Dooby Doo, the stylist asks about the lump on his head. What lump? I get up to check out the hematoma-quarter-sized-purple-welt on my poor boy's head. I call Ron and we decide that we will head to Playschool next and talk to the Owner, Carol.

Playschool: Carol is aware of the situation from the day before and tells me that they will be moving Isaiah to the next room. He is not any older than the kids in his room, but he is aggressive and they are hoping that moving him with bigger kids will help. She apologizes for the incident and off we go.

Saturday August 8: I am a bit distraught over the condition of my kid... bruises on his neck, arms and legs. We go about our day and when Ron gets home we talk about the bruises and wonder what we should do about childcare. We question if we are doing enough.

Sunday August 9: Jackson wakes up with even more brusing... and now he seems to have pin-point sized bruising on his legs and belly. We do some online research and know that this could be something very serious such as, Leukemia. We call a nurse line and Ron talks extensively to a nurse about what is going on. She thinks we should take Jackson in on Monday to his primary doctor and figure it out from there, she doesn't think it's an emergency.

I continue to look at my son, realizing that he is covered in pin-point sized bruises and after a brief stint on the potty chair has bruised in a ring around his butt. Ron calls Urgent Care and we get in at 11:45.

Urgent Care: Jackson does great for the nurse allows her to take his temperature, stands still on the scale to be weighed, and keeps his finger still while his oxygen level is monitored. Dr. Scanlon the on-call doctor at Aspen thinks the bruising is abnormal and sends us to the lab for a blood draw. Jackson does incredible getting his blood drawn, not one tear and is happy to have the Spiderman sticker! The blood tests are done and it comes back that Jackson's platelet level is at 0. Ugh. Dr. Scanlon has called ahead to Children's ER and tells us to take Jackson there.

Children's ER: Jackson is given a gown and we wait to see doctor Jeffrey Louie. It is decided that he will do another blood draw at the ER because their machines are more accurate and can get a closer measurement of his platelet level. Nurse Jen comes back in to take his blood and put in an IV in case Jackson needs a transfusion. Jackson again does really well and is such a trooper, he sheds a couple of tears and tells the nurse he wants to sit with his mommy, but he really does so very well. After another hour of waiting the doctor comes back with the news that his platelet level is sitting at 3,000 per cu/ml. This level is DANGEROUSLY LOW, normal platelet count is 150,000 - 400,000 per cu/ml. The hemotologist and our primary doctor have been contacted. Jackson's white blood count is normal, therefore we can rule out Leukemia. We are given information on his diagnoses ITP and sent home, told to be very careful and limit Jackson's activities. We know that Jackson will bruise with any pressure, that his level of platelets is so low that his blood will not clot and that a head injury could be fatal at this point.

Monday August 10: We check in with Jackson's primary doctor, Dr. Mayrand. Dr. Mayrand has seen only 4 cases of ITP in his 18 years of practice, but is working closely with the hematologist at Children's to guide us in Jackson's care. We will continue to take things a day at a time. Jackson had to give another sample of blood and this time didn't go as smooth, he knows what's coming and isn't so happy about the needle headed his way. The blood was sent off to Abbot and now we will wait for these results and hope that the platelet count starts rising. Our main concern is keeping Jackson safe and limiting the brusing as much as possible. How to tell a 2.5 year old boy that he can't run, or that he needs to be calm and less active is what we are trying to figure out now.

These pictures don't really pick up all of the bruising, but they give you an idea what he looks like. He's still a happy boy and is not in pain... he just looks like he got run over by a truck. Thankfully they did the blood tests before they called child protection to take the little guy away from us!

What is ITP?...

ITP (Idiopathic Thrombocytopenia Purpura) is a blood clotting disorder in which the platelet count is the blood is too low. Platelets are par of the body's system for preventing bleeding. The normal platelet count is 150,000 - 400,000 per cu/ml. (as of 8/9/09 Jackson's count was 3,000) A count below 10,000 is potentially a medical emergency, as the patient may be vulnerable to subarachnoid or intracerebral hemorrhage as a result of moderate head trauma.

The incidence of ITP is estimated at 50–100 new cases per million per year, with children accounting for half of that amount. Children often develop ITP after a viral infection and usually recover fully without treatment. But the cause of ITP is not really known. It is known, however, that in people with idiopathic thrombocytopenic purpura, the immune system malfunctions and begins attacking platelets as if they were foreign substances.

Antibodies produced by your immune system attach themselves to the platelets, marking the platelets for destruction. The spleen, which helps your body fight infection, recognizes the antibodies and removes the platelets from your system. The result of this case of mistaken identity is a lower number of platelets than normal.

Ordinarily, you have anywhere from 150,000 to 450,000 platelets per cu/ml of circulating blood. As the number of platelets decreases, your risk of bleeding increases. The greatest risk is when your platelet count falls very low — below 10,000 platelets per cu/ml. At this point, internal bleeding may occur despite a lack of any injury, although this is rare.

In children, ITP usually runs its course without the need for treatment. About 80 percent of children with ITP recover completely within six months. Even in children who develop chronic ITP, complete recovery may still occur, even years later.

**This information all taken from Mayo Clinic, Wikipedia and Children's Hospital.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Learning at school...

This is what Jackson has been working on at school recently. Now he has great fun in the car telling us when to stop and when to go according to the traffic light!

Thursday, August 6, 2009


This should tell you something about our "shower project" in the house this last week. This morning Ron flipped the television to a DIY program to which Jackson responded: "he is plumbing." Well indeed the guy on television was doing some plumbing. Smart kid! Daddy was so proud.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Our week in photos...

Our shower wall collapsed...

We found dairy-free ice cream cones...

We made a bulletin board for Jackson's room. Jackson picked out the fabric and the ribbon all by himself...

We played Twister...

Our neighbor cut down a tree while the boys looked on...

New posts

I always keep a camera handy in the diaper bag to catch fun moments while we are out on the town. I don't always remember to download photos off of the camera so here are a couple of posts that I've gathered with photos from the camera.

Happy Father's Day
Water Park
Chocolate Chip Cookies
White Bear Ave Parade
Como Lake

Monday, August 3, 2009


I have loads of photos on the cameras that need to be downloaded, but I haven't gotten around to it. So this is just a quick update.

Jackson: Had a babysitter for the first time this last weekend. We attended a wedding celebration for a good friend of mine from work. We were only going to be away for a couple of hours and had been encouraged by a former teacher of Jackson's to have her over to watch him before she headed back to school in Ireland for Fall. This seemed like the perfect occasion to do so. Jackson had such a good time with Nicole that when we returned home he wanted us to leave again!

Jackson's allergies: We tried dairy with him on Saturday and he didn't seem to react so we tried a little more on Sunday. We are going to limit his exposure for a while and see what happens, but are encouraged to see that he may have grown out of this allergy... yay! It's still possible that he has grown out of the visible reaction, but could still end up bothering his ears. We'll see what time brings. We do know that he is allergic to caramel color and tree nuts and aren't willing to try peanuts with him until the doctor's recommendation of age four or older, same goes for shellfish.

Bathroom: Last Saturday night our bathroom shower wall posed a little problem. The wall behind the tile basically collapsed. So we've been without an upstairs bathroom while Ron fixes it. We've come up with a temporary solution for now. We know we want to remodel the bathroom in the coming year, just not now weeks before baby Addie is to arrive.

Baby Addie: Addie is giving a lot of false signs that she is ready to come out and meet everyone, and is frustrating her mother. I hope this is not a sign of her coming personality.