Kennedy's Dentist Appointment

Kennedy went to the dentist yesterday. Her dentist is so great that she didn't even know she got a shot. He removed the bad tooth and sealed 'em all again. She would NOT believe that she got a shot. She is still skeptical. She named her tooth Smiley because it looks like it has eyes and a mouth. I'll try to take a picture.

Kennedy's Abscess

Yesterday Kennedy informed me that she had a loose tooth. At first I didn't pay much attention to it, and then I told her to let me look. It looked strange. It was red around the gums like an open wound and there was a funny chip of tooth sitting there and I'm pretty sure there is another tooth pushing that one out because it doesn't seem to have much of a root. Well, it also started swelling and turning really red, within hours. I had to hurry her to the Kidscare to get an antibiotic because they say that infections can settle in her heart where her surgeries were. They just told us to get her a dentist appointment A.S.A.P. It was really scary and Kennedy thought she was really going to die. She's also mostly afraid of the shot that the dentist is probably going to have to have to extract that stupid tooth. Poor thing.

She had another one a couple years ago. She had this one terrible cavity that had been just sitting there basically since it had come in. One night she got a real bad fever. I didn't associate it with the tooth at all; assumed she was just sick and put her to bed. She woke me up in the middle of night moaning in a strange way. I asked her what was wrong and she told me she wanted a drink from the drinking fountain. She was TOTALLY delirious. It was the scariest thing ever. I had to call my mom to rush us to the E.R. Then the stupid people couldn't get her blood and she was crying and it was just terrible and pissing me off. Poor child has been through so much with doctors. They finally just put her on an antibiotic, told us to make an appointment with a pediatric dentist and sent us home. Probably all that trauma was for nothing.

The teeth surgery was a whole 'nother drama in her life. She was FREAKING out scared, thinking they were going to poke her or hurt her. It was totally worse than the other surgeries because she could actually talk. She was crying and so scared. We had to WAIT FOREVER with her freaking out the WHOLE time. They gave her a doll which was supposed to help her understand what was going to happen but she was much to scared to even try to relate to that at all. She wouldn't even draw the face on. The nurse had to do it. FINALLY they gave us some medication to relax her enough to go in to the operating room. She was SOOOO high. It is pretty funny to talk to a high kid. She was telling us the ceiling looked funny or something and grinning so cute. Then we finally could laugh because she felt better.

Ashley's Bike

Today I'll tell you a sad story about my sister's bike.

Ashley got a sweet new bike for her birthday: April 18, 2008. It is the first, maybe only gift that she has ever used and retain interest in. She walked home from school to come get it, ride back to the school, ride to her friends' houses, ride around the park...every day. She even lost tons of weight and got in real great shape. Well, it was stolen yesterday. Fantastic. Saddest thing ever. Although we're all mad at her for not putting it away better, I feel like my mom just has to get her a new one because she loved it so much. It's not her fault she's bipolar. Oh, by the way, she's bipolar. They put her on Abilify, which has scary potential side effects but we figure she is not going to have a life to live if she doesn't fix her craziness. Anyways, three days ago out of nowhere, she started talking slower and is getting less aggravating every day. It's amazing. I love Abilify and so does she. She is really excited about it. It's good to see her happy.

SUGAR!!!

I'm a sugar freak! I never eat sweets when I'm not pregnant. It really hasn't even been that bad until a couple of weeks ago, but the only thing I want to eat is junk. Mostly chocolate. But today I had this terrible desire for 1) Root Beer 2) Chocolate Brownies with Ice Cream and 3) Potato Chips. I'm out of control. I even have been drinking plain Coke. Not even DIET!!! AGH! I read something some strange lady wrote saying she ate a lot of sugar and she was fine but her baby came out not being able to produce insulin for a while. I don't know if I believe her. I don't know what to think, but I've got to stop!!! But not today maybe because I've decided to bake some brownies. I'm going nuts.

Baby Dropping

Saturday night I totally felt the baby drop. It was very odd and actually felt REALLY good. I no longer feel like my body is smothering my face, my rib is just a little sore now as opposed to tearing my insides apart. There is more room for my lungs and my belly even seems to be smaller than before. Still no room for my stomach, however. Small meals are hard to eat when you rarely feel hungry.

The only problem is I feel like my water could break at any moment. I've really been dreading that happening in public.

I believe I'm having Braxton-Hicks contractions quite often. I may just be achy and tired. I'm nesting so I'm cleaning and spending tons of money on house stuff and I'm probably just wearing myself out. It's really hard to get to work. I figure it's okay; I will just steal all of Nate's money and my tax refund is pretty hefty and I got my stimulus check. UGH. But I'm getting really excited! =]