Looks like you have a lot on your plate right now, and so from one mom in a similar situation to another...take it one day at a time and prayer does help. Hope your son gets better soon...sending good thoughts!
Don't worry about this TR, you have more important things to think about. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family. I hope things start turning around and 2013 starts better than 2012 ended for you all.
) and then again while they gave him a dose of Benadryl. At that point he was done with me and only wanted his Dada. The first night and next morning he continuously kept going up and down on his oxygen levels. His blood pressure also kept spiking, but I think it was more from being scared than much else. Finally last night they were able to take him off the oxygen and he held appropriate numbers for almost 3 hours! This morning he was slightly low, but was able to hold good numbers with .5 liter of oxygen. They were content with this and released him this evening. He has to be on oxygen around the clock for the next week as well as do 2 breathing treatments each day. He goes in for a follow-up next Wednesday where we will evaluate our next step. It sounds like the option of outcomes is being completely healed and getting to stop all treatments, being improved and continuing with the oxygen/breathing treatments or lowering the quantity of them or if he has not improved or is worse he will be re-admitted for more aggressive treatment. So, we are not in the clear yet. But, since we have been home I have already seen him starting to thrive better. He is asking for food and drink versus us having to bribe him to take it and has even gotten up a few times to play with his toys. I have faith that he will get better, but any continued thoughts and prayers are very much welcomed. As I told Jenn, seeing your baby sick is the worst! According to my calculations I am between 4 and 5 weeks so I know it is very early on, but I made the announcement this early with Cinco as well. I strongly believe the more positive thoughts that are around for the pregnancy the better! I have to schedule my first prenatal visit so I should have an expected due date in a couple weeks. We are all thrilled including James - he goes around saying "sisser, sisser, sisser." I would take it as a sign of this baby being a girl, but he is actually saying Spencer (my Niece's name) as he is convinced that all babies are "sissers" 
I had my first prenatal visit (finally!) on January 23 where in addition to all the lovely lab tests I got my first ultrasound. Nothing beats seeing that tiny heart flickering on the ultrasound screen! My due date is August 31 so I was pretty accurate in my predictions of how far along I was early on. My next appointment is February 22 where I will get to hear the heartbeat and I have about 11 weeks to go until we find out if a little boy or girl will be joining our family.
Glad to hear that James is doing much better!
But, I'm sorry you're still having morning sickness. I hope it goes away soon for you. How exciting and sweet about the 1st ultrasound and James being there.
It's as I tell my Hubs and Sis all the time when they ask how I'm feeling "I'm exhausted, naseaus, already having trouble sleeping, repulsed by most foods .... and loving every minute of it!"
). Knowing that James needed to eat we headed off to the buffet to fill our tummies where, I believe, we ran into my parents enjoying breakfast as well.
While we were at the desk my parents decided to inquire about receiving more information about DVC to see if it was a good fit for them. Once they got all set up we made our way down the elevators to lunch.
The presentation didn't have any information I didn't already know but I was chosen to answer a question and received a prize for it. When I leaned over I could see that my Dad was making notes fast and furiously so I knew he was strongly considering if DVC was right for them. At the end of the presentation they made one last round to make sure everybody had turned in their forms for the door prize drawing. When he pulled the card he said "the winner is from Wichita, KS" and I got so excited (that's where my parents are from) but then it was somebody else. Small world and kind of a bummer. But, Congrats to fellow Kansans 
as a pediatric intensive care RN, i see lots of RSV this time of year. It is bad. Poor guy!! Congrats on the new addition. 
Cant wait to hear more!!
I love reading about your trip! James is so cute! You are right the cubby hands just make ya melt! I am glad to know he is feeling better
Mikka
Major kudos on being a PIC Nurse. I can't imagine how both, rewarding and emotional, of a job that must be Sounds like y'all were having a nice, leisurely day!
The pictures of James in the splash area are so cute! And I agree with you - the splash area should have an age limit. If I remember correctly from when we sailed on the Dream, that one does have a maximum age. But, don't quote me on that.
I was really hoping our situation was a one-time fluke as I know that isn't the type of service that Disney expects or promotes of it's CMs. I'm not going to lie - it is going to be hard for me to give them a second chance on our next cruise. James will be old enough to go to the Oceaneer's Club (Lab?) but we will have the new one who will need to go to the nursery. ::nervous::
The line was somewhat long, but seemed to be moving quickly so we jumped in, knowing we had limited time before we had to be to dinner. As we moved along in line James became more and more active and fussy. He was refusing to be held, but wouldn't stay near us when we let him down to move around. He kept trying to run off and Candi was getting frustrated that he wasn't listening and wanted to just leave the line and forget about the picture. I'm sad to say that things just spiraled downward from there. The next time James started to run off Candi snapped at him, so I snapped at Candi and grabbed the baby and told Candi (I admit, with attitude) that he was just a baby and wanted to walk that he should just stay in line and I would move around with James. I quickly picked up the baby and took off towards the open area of the lobby to let him run around. Well, the baby was none too pleased that I picked him up and started screaming bloody murder. I'm talking the ear piercing, great big crocodile tears, the world is going to end tantrum type screaming. I moved as quickly as I could to let him down, but the damage was done. He was mad, he was tired, he could sense my frustration and his Dad's frustration and he was done for. Nothing I did from that point changed anything. Not letting him down, not taking him over to the windows, not pointing out the characters. Nothing! He was so incredibly nice to James though. He tried doing high fives with him. That didn't work. He tried peek-a-boo. That didn't work. He tried silly faces. That didn't work. At this point I was fighting back tears so hard and I think it was completely noticeable. The Officer told me to wait one second that he would be back. He came back out a minute later with a box of kleenex and told James to take as many as he wanted. If you know toddlers they love to pull wipes out of their container, kleenex out of the box etc. James all of a sudden stopped crying, and looked at me for confirmation that this was ok, but was too hesitant to actually grab one. So the Officer said, well maybe Mommy can show you how it's done. And told me to teach him. Secretly, I think he knew I needed one to dry my own eyes and didn't want to embarrass me. Once I grabbed one that was all James needed. He then reached his little hand out and shrilled with laughter as he pulled out his own. The Officer told him "you need more than one grab another" and so he did. They went back and forth on this for at least 10 kleenex. So much so, that James couldn't stop laughing when they were done. I will forever be grateful for that kind, kind gentleman and what he did for us that evening. Of course, in my current state I didn't even think to grab his name. 
Wow ... 6 months since I've updated this TR ...how is that even possible? In so many ways it feels like those months have flown by in the blink of an eye. And, in others, it seems like time completely stood still.
I do desperately want to finish this TR for so many reasons. Mostly because it was my little man's first Disney trip and I never want to forget those memories. Sadly, I fear that some of them have already been forgotten since it has taken me so long to get it in writing
I am currently uploading the remainder of the pictures to my Photobucket account (yep, over a year since the trip and that hasn't even be completed) and then I plan on hopping in full force to get this done. If for no other reason, so that it's there for me to look back on.
So, what have we been up to since February?
We celebrated Easter - which was a big hit for James. He loved everything about it from getting to dressed up, to going to Church to hunting for Easter eggs.
My belly started to grow
We found out that our sweet little nugget is a baby girl!
Then just a few weeks later (on Mother's Day) we got one of the biggest scares of our lives when we thought we were going to lose our sweet Eliana. I spent 4 weeks on bed rest praying daily that she would pull through and allow us the blessing of having her here on Earth with us. It was a long, trialing, emotional moment in time for our family. Not only did we have to live day by day waiting to hear how our baby girl was doing, I had to also deal with James being away from me 4 days a week because I couldn't care for him while Candi was at work. Then for another 4 weeks following my bed rest I couldn't lift him, run around with him, lay on the floor and play with him ... definitely the moments when it seemed like time just stopped and nothing seemed real. Thankfully with a lot of prayers and faith everything healed itself and our little Ellie is continuing to grow and thrive in my belly.
In the midst of that we celebrated Father's Day
Grandma came to visit ... and help out ... and fly kites
And once we got the all clear we threw caution to the wind and started treating every day possible as a celebration.
We had ice cream dates
And baseball dates
And movie dates
And lunch dates
And shopping dates
Heck, we even played in the rain
And had lots and lots of snuggle time
At one point we even packed up and got away for a few days (I'm hoping to do a mini-TR of this as it was such a special time for our family)
Through all that the tummy continued to grow and grow and grow
And I truly am thankful for each and every inch and pound because it reminds me that our little girl is also growing
And, in a very quick, short synopsis that brings us to now. Where we are counting down the days until Eliana makes her big debut. Only 4 days away from my due date!
Oh and we might be counting down the days to something else too ...
