Pure panic

Last night Molly went down just before 8:00. Well, she crawled in bed at that time, but she was still awake. I heard her babbling away. Then I heard her counting to 20, skipping the number 6. Then it was quiet. I turned on the tv and a little after 9:00 I heard an audible thud (tv was ON at this point remember). My heart immediately sank at the sound and I was up and halfway to her room before the screaming started. I hit the hall light on right before I open her bedroom door and Molly is on her back on the floor... the hardwood floor. She had attempted to get over the side railing of her bed. Not the front toddler rail that's a foot and a half off the ground, the SIDE rail that is part of the original crib set up and comes to my waist... a good THREE feet off the floor. I immediately think she might have a neck injury and want to keep her still. The light is on in the hallway, but her room is dark. I start to turn around so I can turn on the bedroom light and Molly immediately starts to sit up so she can get to me and not let me leave. I scoop her up into my arms while she continues to wail. She is moving on her own at this point and isn't freezing in pain so I rule neck injury out. I try to get her to stand, but she doesn't want me to let her go. I think I see her avoiding to put any weight on her left leg so I think that might be broken. Keep in mind mere seconds have passed. I scoop her up and take her out to the living room where there's better light and the futon is flat. I lay her down so I can assess any damage and she just wants to be held. She is now standing in front of me so obviously her leg is not broken and I take her back into my arms where she calms down pretty quickly. I ask her where it hurts and she tells me her head... she bonked her head. I don't feel a huge welt or anything so I figure she might have landed on her butt/back and then head.

I give her some love for a few moments and then she crawls out of my arms and situates herself on the couch and demands Monsters, Inc. Um, no. I take her back to her room and try to get her to tell me what happened. Yeah, right. Like she's going to admit to any wrong doing. What was I thinking?!? I call N (who's halfway to Tahoe) for a sanity check. She had a pretty nasty fall, but she is acting normal again so no need to rush down to the ER. He recommends I keep her up for a bit to make sure she's not showing any signs of a concussion and then stay with her until she falls asleep so she doesn't pull any more monkey maneuvers. I put her down about 20 minutes later when she starts yawning and rubbing her eyes and read to her for a bit. I then lay down on the floor next to her bed while she tosses and turns and peeks over at me every few minutes. When she finally stops tossing and turning and is belly down I stroke her head for a few minutes until her breathing gets heavy and deep and then slowly sneak out as she's asleep.

Or so I thought.

I was standing outside her door listening for a good minute and *just* as I'm about to walk away I hear movement. I open her bedroom door, flip on the light, and the little stinker is standing at the same side rail with her leg halfway up with the intention to swing it over again. Um, HELL NO! She is frozen for a second and then makes a dive for under her covers. Yeah, like I'm not standing RIGHT HERE and didn't just see that! The next few minutes consist of me firmly and repeatedly telling her to NOT climb her bed while she attempts to distract me by being cute, her fake cry, reaching out for hugs, and finally acceptance she has been busted and a very hushed whispered, "I'm sorry."

This time I simply lay down next to her bed and wait until I'm damn sure she's asleep.

Snoring was involved.

Her, not me.

I hop online to do some quick research and a couple sites recommended waking your kid up a few times the first night after a big fall. So I did, MUCH to Molly's dismay. They want you to wake them up to make sure you *can* wake them up. She woke up, but was NOT happy about it. Pretty much pleaded for bed as soon as she was awake enough to form words. Sorry kid, you gave me a freakin' heart attack... I need to make sure you are OK.

Molly has been totally fine today. I've asked her if her head hurts and she tells me no and gives me a look like I'm a crazy person for asking. So all is well.

Mild heart attack aside.

Drinking out of a cup

These last few nights Molly has been asking to drink out of a cup. Since she only wants water to drink we've been letting her (mostly) do it herself. Tonight she really got the hang of it. I was a little slow to pull out the iPhone and take a pic, but she drank most of her cup without any spills!

A beautiful day for a walk.

Molly and I just took a lovely walk around the Rose Garden. Hands in pockets, of course.

Bath time

Dig the 'do?

Hair donation time

Before:



After:

N uploaded pics

N uploaded pics into the October, November, December - 2009 gallery, the beer hobby gallery, the Garage Project gallery, the Tahoe Architecture gallery, and the Computer History Museum gallery.

Here are some of my favorites:

Chillin' with Temperence

Molly blur just gave Temperence a hug and a kiss. Aww!

Daddy's home

N got back last night from Austin, TX. He swears he was on a business trip, but all I kept hearing about were all the bars and strip clubs he was going to so I'm pretty suspect about the whole "work" aspect. He left early last Saturday morning and got in late last night. Not a whole lot is different when he's gone during the week except for me not being able to make it to Muay Thai, but it is a bit of a bummer when he's gone on the weekends as we don't get to hang out as a whole family. Molly had spent Friday night with Granny and Grandpa Marsh so we could go out for Jenn's b.day dinner. Since N had an early flight and this was (technically) a business trip I told him to cab his ass to the airport and not wake me (aren't I a love?). I vaguely recall a quick kiss goodbye and I continued to sleep in. :-)

I am very glad I did as Molly woke my ass up just after 6:00 am the next morning. Little stinker. We met up with friends that morning at Stacks for a yummy breakfast. Molly loved her Mickey Mouse shaped pancakes and bananas. Afterwards we headed over to Jenn and Jarrod's place for a play date. The goal was to tucker the kids out before nap time and it worked like a charm. Molly had resisted nap time for me on Saturday, but she crashed out in the car on the ride home on Sunday and slept through the transition to bed. That night we headed up to Lucille's for dinner.

On Monday I had made arrangements with Bree for a play date when she got home from work. Jon was at the same conference as N so she was also solo parent this week. I told Molly we were going to see Logan and she immediately asked for Robert and Connor as she had seen all of the boys the day before. She likes her friends to travel in packs. Logan ran over to greet her as soon as she got out of the car and was super excited to show her all of his toys. At one point I look over and Logan has Molly by the hand and is leading her to the front door. Perhaps he wanted to take her on a romantic walk around the neighborhood? It was super adorable and Bree tells me to grab her camera that's sitting on the dining room table.



After dinner the kids starting asking for something to be put on the tv so Bree turned on an episode of Sesame Street. Logan was the perfect little gentleman and sat down next to his Batman chair so Molly could have that seat.

(stole pics from Bree)

On Tuesday Molly bug woke up from her nap and was just not herself. When we were in the checkout line at Target that morning I spied two corners of her bottom left second molar poking through and knew that was the culprit. When she started crying while pointing at her mouth and saying, 'It hurts" I immediately got out the Children's Motrin and got a good dose in her. She calmed down once that kicked in, but pretty much just wanted to cuddle the rest of the evening. I haven't been able to see any of the other molars breaking through, but it's also hard to get a good look. I'll have to try again now that N's home and can help.

Yesterday N called when he was jogging through the Phoenix airport trying to make his connecting flight. I put our cordless on speaker phone so Molly could say hello. Well, she opened her arms and said. "Come on, come on" while motioning me to give her the phone. I warned N we might be disconnected and when Molly took the phone she HUGGED it. Then she held it out and kissed the screen. She does this when we Skype with N on my laptop (the kissing the screen part, she has yet to try and HUG the laptop). Then she started to rock the phone like it was a baby and even put it up to her shoulder and tried to "burp" it. It was hilarious and adorable all at the same time.

Molly is definitely happy to have daddy home and immediately demanded "up-up down" (her way of requesting N to carry her upside down around the house) and "daddy head" (to be put on N's shoulders). She really loves to boss him around.



N loves it too.

Fire Station Visit

Molly and I visited the Seven Springs Fire Station today (a hop and a skip from my parent's old place) with a mom's group I'm a part of. I let Robert's Nana know about it as she watches him during the week and lives a few blocks away. Robert was a fireman for Halloween and LOVES fire trucks and was easily the most excited kid there. He even answered some questions during the Q&A with the fireman that gave us the tour.

We started out in the office part of the fire station where the kids were more interested in the recliner than paying attention to what the fireman was saying.



However, once we made it out to where the fire trucks were they were all sorts of interested.



Everyone was able to take their turn sitting in the fire truck and that was definitely the best part of the whole adventure.



I had every intention of charging my camera's battery before we left, but I could not find my camera for the life of me this morning. I finally did come across it as we were packing up to leave, but didn't have time to charge it. Sure enough the little red battery pack was blinking on the screen as soon as I turned it on. So I didn't take nearly as many pictures as I would have liked, but I was able to get a few key shots in.

The rest of the pictures from the day can be found here.

belly bump

Jenn posted some pics from a play date Molly had over their house. There are some great belly bump shots of Robert and Molly.



Yes, Molly was sticking out her belly as far as she could, but it's still a little freaky looking!



I also think it's very amusing that the only time Molly likes to use a binkie is when it's Robert's binkie.