Friday, April 25, 2008

A Puke Story

Yesterday, I finished work and it was hectic. B said he was having lunch with his co worker/friend so I took Kaia to Rockbottom. I wanted to share some mac n cheese that they make(yummy) She was acting weird and had had a late lunch so she really didn't want to eat. Every now and then she was gag/cough and I had no idea what was going on. I finished my dinner and paid and was ready to get baby and purse when out of the corner of my eye was my little baby, throwing up all over the table exorcist style. haha

The dining room wasn't very busy, thankfully and she had never done this so I let her finish and asked for some rags to clean up. Background to this was it was the first day I tried whole milk on her since she turned a year old. I tried organic this time because she drinks organic soy milk like it's going out of style. Anyways, sour milk isn't pretty coming back up.

I take her home, she seems happy that she let it out. I get her cleaned up and think maybe she's done. Nope! I hear her whining from the other room and she had gotten into my closet and puked on some clothes on the floor. The laundry is piling up. She was starving but, wouldn't eat anything I tried to give her. She did drink water so I was happy. Before going to bed she had two diarrhea diapers and I thought maybe she would be done since the milk was basically gone.

My little girl fell asleep on me and wouldn't let me out of her sight. I thought then that she may have bacteria instead of it being a reaction to milk. She slept from 9 pm until about 4am. My husband came into bed and woke me up. Said he checked on her and that she was fine. I heard her choking so I went to check on her just in case and the stench of the foulest diaper I had ever smelled...*shudder*

We cleaned her up and snuggled her and put her back down after awhile. She slept until about 7 a.m. and has been a clinging vine ever since. She wants me to hold her all day and is finally resting in her bed for a nap. My poor baby

Friday, April 18, 2008

Suicide

This is not a debate, it's is my opinion on a tragedy that happens in our lives. I saw on my space that a person I don't know personally, but know of, just lost her husband. She was with a very abusive man and finally got out of that relationship. She had two sons. Met her husband and he took great care of her and her sons. She loves him intensely, obviously. She posted that he took his own life a week or so ago.

This is just one instance of suicide that hits close to home. I've known of four men killing themselves and leaving their wives and children, I had a friend sit in front of a train(he was only 15) and a few others. Most of them men. I'm sure there's plenty of statistics why a man would kill himself and honestly, I don't care to go into that right now.

This is seriously one of the most selfish acts any human can ever make. I know about depression, PTSD, blah blah. I just see the utter devastation and anger left behind. It's a carnage I would never wish on anyone. At least with murder, health, accidents, etc you can place blame elsewhere. With suicide that person chose to leave! They chose to leave the innocent bystanders that the dead was supposed to care for. Supposed to raise up and protect. It seriously makes me so angry. I have been at the bottom of the barrel, I know what it's like.

Besides my obvious religious beliefs, it really is a human thing for me. We are made weak at times but, there is always hope. There is always a way out.

I don't know, I guess that's all I have to say about the subject.