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Poisons are Everywhere!

I have been driving myself crazy for the last 7 months or so thinking about the kinds of food to feed my baby. All I read about is how bad the crap is that is being used to “make food better”. I try to buy organic.. but now I read that the FDA is somewhat lenient on what “organic” really means.

I get sick when I think about the GMO, antibiotics and hormones put into everything, especially the meat. When I read about chicken companies shooting the animals up with so much crap that they actually caused huge tumors. But it’s fine… they just cut around the tumours and serve it up.. plump and juicy. I was adamant about keeping him a vegetarian, but to be honest I never fared well as one myself and tend to get sick a lot.

My boyfriend’s mom was shocked when I even mentioned not feeding him meat. She compares everythinggenetically-modified-chickens that I do to what she did with her children. It’s hard to explain that it’s not that I feel that she did anything wrong feeding her kids meat. If it was the quality of meat from 30 years ago I wouldn’t have a problem with it either, but how can I in good conscience feed my baby hormone and tumor infested anything!!!

A lot of people have suggested to just shop at “Whole Foods” or something similar but then you read that even though food is labeled and considered organic and GMO free.. there are certain drugs that “aren’t counted” as an issue by the FDA. Not to mention that I can do the best I can at home.. but then he goes out to eat or to a friend’s and then what?

a3b81ae17571449e6bd802c37a7d513e>I don’t know why it seems that everything that is being done now-a-days to make things better usually just poison us. Maybe the FDA is just trying to keep cancer curing companies in business.

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Doctor Mommy

So I have had very little sleep in the last couple of days. A few nights ago my son woke up screaming for no apparent reason. I thought maybe he was teething. He has 8 teeth, but eventually he needs to get more and he’s had a runny nose so it’s possible. The next night he seemed fine so I assumed it was a fluke. Then last night he woke up in a start, screaming like someone pinched him, and burning with fever. This happened only one other time. He is a pitiful little man when he has a fever.

the-mentalist_125019I broke out the Motrin and eventually he settled in and went back to sleep. At least for a few hours later it started all over again. I have started to realize that mothers have to learn how to be psychic, or mind readers, or basically “The Mentalist”. We have these little human beings with all kinds of needs and wants and no way of communicating with us. Yet, we somehow, instinctively, manage to figure out how to help. Shoulsafe_imaged I feed him, change him.. does he just need a snuggle?

The one thing that I found to be the most difficult mystery, though, is when he is not feeling well. Is he teething? Did he eat something that he wasn’t supposed to that’s causing discomfort? Wait… now he has a fever… I’ve heard that’s a symptom of teething.. but that’s a low-grade fever. Is 102.7 considered low-grade? Maybe he really is sick? Who knows? The only that I do know.. the only thing that 99.9% of the time works.. is a snuggle with a mamma.

house-2So not only are we detective and mind readers, but doctors and healers. I’m not talking about the Motrin. I’m talking about the comfort that we supply our little ones. Making sure that they know. They are not in this… what ever this is… alone.

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The Day My Heart Stopped!!

It started out a completely normal day. I was washing some dishes in the kitchen and my dad was watching my son in the front room. It was a scenario which was very frequent in our home. It never occurred to me that I had anything to worry about. As I walked back into the front room my heart dropped.. there was my son standing at the coffee table. The same table my father had been laying his medication out on earlier.

As I ran to his side, scooped him in my arms and proceeded the ever so common finger swipe through his mouth panic kicked in.. there was white powder in his mouth.. he got something!

rid-unused-prescription-medications0-1My dad hadn’t even thought about it. He had, thankfully, put away the “real” medication and just left out the aspirin that he had been cutting up.. yup.. knife right next to it. I wasn’t sure if I was going to die.. or kill my father. I saw his face go white at the prospect of what could have happened as well.. and we still weren’t in the clear. How many did he take? Was there anything else on the table that got missed? My father had never felt so guilty about anything in all his life.. and I never so scared!

I immediately ran him up the stairs and called poison control.. unaware of exactly what he had ingested and how much I was told to bring him to the ER. My mind was racing.. it was just a few short days before my son’s 1st birthday and I was praying that he would make it that far.

He didn’t look sick. He never passed out. He never threw up. Anyone looking at him wouldn’t know that anything would have happened. I emerged through the doors of the ER.. baby in my shaking hands… the triage nurse was nice enough to reassure me that my son looked fine and that he was sure that everything would be ok.. then he mentioned the 3 most horrifying words in the English language. ONE PILL KILL. Apparently there are a list of medication that once a child ingests them there is nothing to be done. There is no way to save them. I never knew this was a thing. I always just assumed we would have to pump his stomach.. which is horrible enough.. I never knew that in less than a second my son could be gone.

In my household I have a father on many medications.. including the blood pressure medication.. which is on the dreaded list. My Boyfriend is also on some anti anxiety medication which is also on the list… this was not helpful to me.. all I was thinking is how, at this rate, I was going to need my own anti-anxiety medication to deal with all of this new information.

As we waited for the test results to verify that my son would, in fact, be ok. I frantically usedPills my handy-dandy smart phone and googled as much information as I could on these death pills. I called, texted and informed everyone that I knew that this was in fact a thing.. and they needed to protect their own children from such an accident. My father and boyfriend locked their medication out of any room that my son may happen to enter and did an extra sweep around for old ones which may have rolled under a couch. Now that we were no longer ignorant of this danger.. we weren’t going to sit idle. We are going to protect my baby from all the dangers out there.. even ourselves.

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1794578_10152225842486602_1961031187_nThis has been the quickest and yet most amazing year of my life. I went from having a brand new human being that I know nothing about to having the most amazing little boy I’ve ever met. I am inspired by him every day. I think about how he was this tiny little ball of pink squishy cuteness and now he’s a walking, talking little guy with personality to spare!

50468290For his birthday we chose a ducky theme. It’s after his favourite book.. “Little Quack” he loves when I read it to him. He even takes the book off the shelf by himself just to just look at the pictures. He runs around the house yelling, “DUCK!!!” and grabbing up all his rubber duckies.

I will say the one thing that I missed was.. well the whole party. We rented a hall to accommodate all the people. But I felt more like a party planner than a mom. I missed almost all the cake.. cuz I was cutting pieces for other people and he was being passed around from person to person and I barely saw him.
1920285_10152225842726602_1481443447_n I also wish that I hadn’t depended on someone else to take the pictures. My cousin was there and she has a great camera and loves to take pictures so I gave her the responsibility. Now don’t get me wrong, I got plenty of pictures of my son and my nephew even but there were whole groups of people who will never be known to have been there because there is not one picture of them.

The one thing that I have to remember is that these days go by so fast. My job is to be there with my baby.. not to make sure that the table clothes are lined up properly. No one is there to see the table-cloth.. they are there to enjoy my lovable, adorable little man.. and I shouldn’t be the only one to miss out!

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