Adventures of my life

Thursday, June 15, 2006

A VISIT TO THE LOCAL E.R.

Life with a two year old seems to bring unexpected adventures. For example yesterday. Emmy wanted to watch Barney (not all that fond of him--but sure why not). So while she's quietly watching barney and eating some raisins, I decide to check my email and a few other things on the computer (in the same room, not more than 6 feet away). I think all is going well, until she comes over to the desk and looking a little panicked tells me she put some raisins up her nose (like it was the most natural thing in the world to do--except for the fact that things were now uncomfortable in her nose). Just as she tells me this she starts sneezing and gagging. So I'm thinking she's really not kidding. I called my mom, who burst out laughing, since I apparently did the same thing when she was 7 months pregnant. She told me to call tele-health ontario, but to be prepared to be told to go to the e.r. After a short but funny (in retrospect) conversation with the tele-health nurse, Emmy and I headed off to the E.R. dept. (Of course I had to call the high school where dan works first cause I was supposed to run an errand for Dan and it may not happen depending on how long the visit to the E.R. room would take--the teachers in the math dept got a good kick out of it and some of the teachers with kids told dan their e.r. horror "my kid stuck this up their nose" stories).

There's nothing more embarrassing than going to the E.R. and telling the nurse (after she's seen patients with major problems -- like broken bones) that you're there because your otherwise healthy 2 year old thought putting raisins up her nose (a good storage spot?) was a good idea.

Anyhow, after a two hour wait (we were kind of low priority) and maman ready to loose her patience. We saw the doctor. And go figure, after examining her, figured that the raisins had probably already passed through her sinuses and down her throat and that she should be ok. Yeah, for a long wait for nothing. The funniest part was when the doctor admitted that his three year old did the same thing last weekend.

Friday, June 09, 2006

A FUNNY EMMY

I know, I know...I don't post for a month and all of sudden two posts in one day. I just thought of something emmy did the other day that I thought was pretty funny and thought I 'd share it.

Emma-Rose is in the stage of learning different bodily functions. She's on a big blowing her nose kick right now. Cause that's what you do when it's runny. Anyhow, the other day she was less than impressed to be going to bed and the tears were just a flowing. Dan was attempting to change her bum for bed when from nowhere she says "WAIT! I have to blow my EYES".

TIME FOR AN UPDATE

It's been a month since my last post and things have been pretty busy. Even as busy as life has been I really don't have anything interesting to blog about.

I'm doing some temp work for Stats Can doing follow up calls for the 2006 Census. Don't forget to fill yours out if you haven't already! The follow up calls are taking up more time than what I expected. I think Emma-Rose is feeling a little lost in this process (maybe ignored). The other day, I was looking up information on the computer to make my job easier and emmy was like "no make money maman" Talk about heart breaking.

Dan is in his last weeks of school. This year has flown by. However, with that comes another summer of applying for and interviewing for jobs, as this one was only a year-long contract. This summer is a little more stressful with a baby on the way. Mentally we need to be prepared for a new baby, new city (most likely) and new job all at the same time. Also, the big thing is if Dan gets a job in another area of ontario, there's a possibility he won't make it to the birth. Please pray for us this summer.

In addition to all that I know we will be moving, one way or another, so I'm trying to motivate myself to pack so that I'm not stuck packing when I'm ready to pop. But that's not working out so well.

so that's the update...nothing exciting.