Stitches.

I can't believe I forgot to tell this story in my last post.

On Victoria Day we were very busy tidying up the house and getting ready for a bunch of Rob's family to come over for a bbq. Suddenly there was a thud followed by some blood-curdling, ear piercing screams and cries. This actually happens quite often, it's usually Ian, he's, ummm, active. Extremely active. He bounces off the walls, literally. I didn't think too much of this particular thud, he'd been bouncing around the livingroom. Rob was right there and picked him up off the floor. I then hear from Rob, "Oh, no! Heidi, get over here quick." I still wasn't concerned, I figured there was most likely blood, but that happens a lot too. He averages a split lip a month, but not badly enough to need stitches, just bloody. What greeted me was my screaming child with a HOLE IN HIS FOREHEAD! Head met the corner of the brick hearth and it was not a happy meeting. The hole was almost the size of a Loonie and I swear I saw skull bone. Surprisingly it did not bleed much, it just looked like someone had torn a chunk out of his face. We still put pressure on it and decided he should probably see a doctor to get that fixed. It took us about 10-15 minutes to get us and both kids out the door, by then Ian had stopped crying, but I was starting to get a little trembly. It really bothered me that it didn't bleed much. Aren't head wound supposed to bleed a lot? We didn't even need to put anything on it. We first stopped at a local walk-in clinic hoping they could stich him up, that way avoiding a trip across the highway to the ER which we thought might be rather busy on a holiday Monday. Thankfully the clinic said stitches were their specialty and they even put him in front of some people. They said the wait was about 2 hours but we were in and out in 1. Of course Ian renewed the screaming with vigour while the doctor stitched him up. Rob held his head, I tried my best to keep the rest of him still which was pretty hard even though he'd been wrapped up in a sheet, and Jayden wandered all over the clinic, made himself at home and friends with the waiting room. Ian cried and pleaded the whole time, never ceasing "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, MOOOOMMMMMYYYY!" It was pretty rough, and needles make me weak in the knees and want to cry too, so I couldn't even look him in the face. I just tried to be as comforting as possible while mumbling silly things like "Everything's OK sweetie" into his tummy. Obviously things were NOT ok. Five days later he was as good as could be for the removal of the stitches. He laid there quite calmly and let the doctor pull them out, didn't need to be held at all. The scar is still pink and lumpy and hasn't faded much at all. I'm wondering if he's inherited bad scarring from me, I scar terribly. Hopefully if he keeps his bangs a little long his hair will cover most of it.


There wasn't much of a lesson learned unfortunately. He still runs full tilt at the fireplace and we've seen some near misses. When asked if he's afraid of banging the bricks again he says NO. Perhaps there was some permanent damage after all...

It's been a while hasn't it?

First to answer some questions.

A Bowflex is a home exercise equipment that simulates weightlifting, but uses bendy rods with varying degrees of resistance. Strength training basically. It's quieter and safer for the kids than a weight system. I love it. Finding time to actually use it is the hard part.
I'm done with the weight loss thing. I spent two months trying and actually ended up losing almost 10 pounds. I didn't make my goal to get down to the lowest I was after Jayden was born but I look smokin' and better than I did then because I'm more toned. We're eating healthier, I have more energy, and so far I've maintained (and lost a little more) for the past 3 weeks. Yay me!! I'm even eating chocolate again, in extreme moderation of course. :)

Time for pictures. I actually hadn't downloaded any for the past two months, but was forced to when my camera ran out of memory.

Mr Blue Jay who we saw in our yard quite often this spring.

Ian likes to pretend he's taking a picture when we take his.

Jayden looks more and more like Rob everyday. He's also looking more like his brother too.
My kids are so cute! I wonder where they got that from?

Watching Daddy cut down half the cedar hedge. All the heavy snow we got this past winter did some permanent damage.

Long day, dinner was exhausting. Click on the picture...aren't those lashes to die for?

Jay-Jay loves his cousin baby Keira. (Guess how many pictures I had to take to get that shot, and how many times Jayden was asked to kiss-kiss the baby.)

Rob enjoys taking the boys for bike rides in the bike trailer. I enjoy not knowing where he takes them until later. That way I don't have to worry about the fruit of my loins in traffic on the Lions Gate Bridge.
Our new to us trailer. Camping here we come! In fact we're going again tomorrow.

(Jayden really needed a haircut there.)

I can NOT get those boys to pose nicely for a picture together.
Dance party tonight with Moulin Rouge soundtrack and a wooden spoon.

In other news, I was rear ended three weeks ago. If you're on facebook you knew that all ready. See what your missing out on?

I was stopped on an on ramp, one of the really short ones with a yield sign. I was yielding. I was twisted looking over my left shoulder to watch the oncoming traffic when suddenly I was smashed into from behind. ICBC replaced my bumper but will not cover my injuries as it was deemed a Low Velocity Impact. Due to the twistedness of my position when hit I have whiplash. It's getting better slowly. I'm seeing a physiotherapist. We're thinking of seeing a lawyer.

Last Saturday I went to Football 202, at the BC Lions training facility. I did 101 last summer. 202 invloved doing drills with the players. I got a bunch of signatures on the t-shirt they gave me. I met some cool football players. Jen Hansen came with me. We had fun. I'm so lame, I couldn't find my camera so I have no photo proof of the day. I also couldn't catch the ball at Jason Clermont's station. I'm blaming it on my whiplash, I wasn't really trying that hard. I did catch it at Buck Pierce's station when Jen threw to me, but he complained about my throwing. :)

Well, there you go. Long post. Hope you stuck around to the end. Feel free to comment on the gorgeousness of my children.