Here's the before picture:
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Today = Surgery Day
And the little man did pretty well, even if they didn't bring us back until after he was fully awake and freaking out. We found him being carried around by a nurse trying to soothe him - of COURSE he's going to scream if he wakes up disoriented in a room full of funny looking strangers.
Here's the before picture:
Here's the before picture:
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Cursed Mama Genes
Way, way back in February, I posted this:
http://themamadoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-is-my-child.html
about how Anson is definitely Joe's child, and that the only thing linking him genetically to me is a little tag of skin on his left collarbone.
Fast forward to July, a few weeks ago, when a little lump appeared directly under that very skin tag. Over the next couple of weeks, the skin tag swelled and became infected. The little lump became gumball sized, causing strangers to ask me, "What IS that on his chest?"
Turns out that whenever you see a skin tag, it is attached to a tiny cyst. Anson's tiny cyst decided it needed to draw attention to itself, and now he is scheduled to have it surgically removed sometime next week. Have I mentioned that, not only do I have that same skin tag, but I also have had more than my share of cysts that have also had to be removed. Yes, this is directly a fault of my genes.
So, from his Daddy, Anson received a brilliant smile and absolute cuteness. From his Mama, he received a pus-filled oozing lump that will make him absolutely miserable next week when it is taken out.
* * *
Earlier today, I noticed something else of mine appearing in his little body... he was performing a morning stretch, and as he reached his arms above his head, I witnessed his elbows twisting into contortionist angles.
Anson has my double-jointed elbows. I don't know whether to be excited, or frightened.
http://themamadoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-is-my-child.html
about how Anson is definitely Joe's child, and that the only thing linking him genetically to me is a little tag of skin on his left collarbone.
Fast forward to July, a few weeks ago, when a little lump appeared directly under that very skin tag. Over the next couple of weeks, the skin tag swelled and became infected. The little lump became gumball sized, causing strangers to ask me, "What IS that on his chest?"
Turns out that whenever you see a skin tag, it is attached to a tiny cyst. Anson's tiny cyst decided it needed to draw attention to itself, and now he is scheduled to have it surgically removed sometime next week. Have I mentioned that, not only do I have that same skin tag, but I also have had more than my share of cysts that have also had to be removed. Yes, this is directly a fault of my genes.
So, from his Daddy, Anson received a brilliant smile and absolute cuteness. From his Mama, he received a pus-filled oozing lump that will make him absolutely miserable next week when it is taken out.
* * *
Earlier today, I noticed something else of mine appearing in his little body... he was performing a morning stretch, and as he reached his arms above his head, I witnessed his elbows twisting into contortionist angles.
Anson has my double-jointed elbows. I don't know whether to be excited, or frightened.
Friday, August 7, 2009
New Favorite Game
*Note: must be initiated by Anson
Anson: "Guess What?"
Participant: "Guess What?" (Note: world may end should the Participant merely say, "What?")
Anson: "Yellow Raspber-berry!"
Anson: "Guess What?"
Participant: "Guess What?" (Note: world may end should the Participant merely say, "What?")
Anson: "Yellow Raspber-berry!"
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Recovering
NAUCC ended yesterday, with the Final Party. Today was a day of recovery.
Da-Doo relished having BOTH of his parents home with him, and was thrilled not to have to go off to watch unicycles ("No more noo-nees"). We spent the morning watching cartoons on the couch (television watching is a rarity at our house), and even ventured to the neighbor's to visit the lemonade stand. The afternoon saw all of us taking serious naps. At one point, I woke up, ate some mashed potatoes, then went back to napping.
We were intending to get the house cleaned up, cars cleaned out, and grocery shopping completed (as our best snack food currently is mashed potatoes). J made good headway in cleaning the kitchen, but we are still left with a seriously trashed house.
None of us is looking forward to going to work/daycare tomorrow, and being faced with the prospect of house/yard work upon returning home tomorrow night is depressing.
NAUCC was utterly crazy, and we were left bone-tired by Day 2 of 7. Our long distance events went off great, and we made it to two different pubs on our Unicycle Pub Crawl before we were rained out. Spent a little time with lots of friends we see only once a year, but weren't able to spend good chunks of time with the many people we were hoping to.
As I type this, I'm back to laying on the couch once again, still exhausted even after a day of sloth, faced with a house that is showing more than a week's worth of neglect. But, yes, it was more than worth it!
Da-Doo relished having BOTH of his parents home with him, and was thrilled not to have to go off to watch unicycles ("No more noo-nees"). We spent the morning watching cartoons on the couch (television watching is a rarity at our house), and even ventured to the neighbor's to visit the lemonade stand. The afternoon saw all of us taking serious naps. At one point, I woke up, ate some mashed potatoes, then went back to napping.
We were intending to get the house cleaned up, cars cleaned out, and grocery shopping completed (as our best snack food currently is mashed potatoes). J made good headway in cleaning the kitchen, but we are still left with a seriously trashed house.
None of us is looking forward to going to work/daycare tomorrow, and being faced with the prospect of house/yard work upon returning home tomorrow night is depressing.
NAUCC was utterly crazy, and we were left bone-tired by Day 2 of 7. Our long distance events went off great, and we made it to two different pubs on our Unicycle Pub Crawl before we were rained out. Spent a little time with lots of friends we see only once a year, but weren't able to spend good chunks of time with the many people we were hoping to.
As I type this, I'm back to laying on the couch once again, still exhausted even after a day of sloth, faced with a house that is showing more than a week's worth of neglect. But, yes, it was more than worth it!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
www.naucc09.com
Why the MamaDoo hasn't posted anything for the past few weeks, and will continue to be silent for at least another week.
2009 North American Unicycling Convention & Championships
Bloomington, MN
July 26th - Aug 1st
Check it out!
2009 North American Unicycling Convention & Championships
Bloomington, MN
July 26th - Aug 1st
Check it out!
Friday, July 10, 2009
Someone Was Busy During the Night
This is how I found the Doo this morning... apparently, he had some crazy dreams!
Friday, July 3, 2009
First Skinned Knee!
And he took it like a man. He had a little "wipe-out" during a walk, but promptly got up and kept walking. It wasn't until two blocks later that I noticed there was blood involved. When this was pointed out to him, he showed some future-docter-like tendencies, fully investigating the injury, and having fun washing out the scrape. And, for documentation purposes, he even sat still long enough to have a picture taken of it!
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