We Should be Quarantined and Other STUFF!

According to Tony, our whole family (well, the members that are currently present in the house, i.e. Me, Emma, Noah, and Marley) needs to be quarantined. Reason Being-- In the past month, we have suffered the following:

1. Emma waking up on a Saturday Night sometime around the middle of January.. let's just say the 10th (I'm pretty sure this is accurate, I just looked at a calendar)... throwing up her insides and a sky-high fever. This turned into a bad cold... and I woke up that Thursday morning with the same thing, only about ten times worse (thank GOD I got it to this extreme and not either of my children). I thought I was dying. It was so bad that I didn't blog for about two weeks **gasp!!** The dying part of this funk that I contracted from my little beauty lasted about two days, after I was done dying, I was just really sick for about two weeks... and even now, I still have congestion lingering from this funky funkness. Emma's all well, I'm happy to report.

2. I forgot to mention that the BEST.. oh, yes, BEST... part of this funkness was that we both had horrible sores in our noses with scabs so massive, they took up the entire area of our nostrils. Isn't that a nice visual?

3. Now, during this time, thank goodness, my little love muffin (Noah) steered clear of all our funky germs. Not sure how, he makes a point of sticking his tongue in my mouth during at least two or three kisses a day. However, he did randomly spike a few fevers and have a few snotty days throughout.

4. Sometime in January, I also started getting these little tiny, itchy bumps on my right elbow. I showed them to my doctor when I went in during my dying and he told me to just put cortizone on there.. I did that, it didn't help and only continued to get worse.. and I finally got some steroid cream today.

5. About two weeks ago, our dog, Marley, got beaten up by some wild animal in the woods behind our house to near death. I really wish I knew what did that to him. If you read my old blog on myspace, you may remember that it could have been anything from a wild dog to a coyote, a bobcat, or even a bear.. yes, we have bears back there.. but they've never appeared outside the woods...

6. Last week.. Noah's eye.. you all already read about that.... then this past weekend, he developed a little rash on the bottom of his belly that I took him BACK in for today after my appointment.

7. Then yesterday... I was sitting at my computer (of course... it was NAPTIME!!) and I heard the chime go off that signals me that one of the exterior doors has been opened. Well, since I wasn't expecting anyone, it alarmed me. So I stopped. "Mama??" I yelled out. No response. So, I got up from my seat and hobbled across the bonus room... my right foot was asleep and I was trying to wake it up to get ready to go down the stairs. No such luck. So, I start hobbling down the stairs. I had a really bad feeling about this, I could FEEL that something was about to happen, but I kept going.. I didn't know if there was an AXE MURDERER in my house with my baby sleeping down there, so I must go DEFEND my household... right??? Whatever, I would so scream, grab the baby and run... So, I kept hobbling.. two steps after the bad feeling.. my leg gave out, foot rolled to the side, and BAM! I SPRAINED MY ANKLE.

I almost passed out.

A wave of nausea rolled from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

My vision went black with little white flecks of snow spotting up sporadically in front of my eyes.

Emma was behind me and I went limp. She immediately jumped to my rescue. Thank goodness there was no Axe Murderer in my downstairs, because I was completely unable to fight anybody off.

She literally held me up as I regained my vision, gasped for breath, and grabbed a Ziploc and filled it full of ice for my now crippled ankle.

She was so sweet. She helped me to the couch and made sure the ice didn't fall off my leg. This is the end result... Isn't that egg on the side of my foot just so attractive? I really think so...

So, because of all of this, Tony told me today that he thinks we should just be quarantined for a while to prevent us from contracting any more funk or being involved in anymore catastrophes.

What do you think?


And today, I had my yearly appointment with my OB/GYN, so thank goodness school is not a mandatory activity for Emma at this stage. She went with me to help her handicapped mother out with the baby brother. Very good. She is the biggest helper... really, she is...

I had the hardest time cramming her feet into her shoes this morning, so upon leaving the doctor's office, we went to Shoe Carnival (where it's always buy one get one half off, that's what I'M talkin about!) and got some new kicks. She is in an 11 1/2!!! She's only four!! These things look like boats on her feet, but so super cute!


And she is so on top of her chores! In her daddy's absence, she takes out the trash AND she feeds the dog!

Now, this is the best.... Noah (8 1/2 month old NOAH) ate his first piece of pizza right by himself tonight... the WHOLE piece! I have pinched off little pieces for him in the past, but tonight he kept reaching for it, so finally I let him hold it and he just tore it UP!

Gosh, he's the cutest thing ever...

He looks so much older than 8 months to me here...

I think he's tired of me taking pictures of his messy face.... that is SUCH a Candace look he's giving me...

As a side note: I'm sure my cousin Carrie ( you remember, the super fab one) probably wishes I would get quarantined... without a phone.... I have to be verging on driving her INSANE with all my camera and editing questions... holy cow, they're just never-ending....