Ahhh.....

(See? Ragamuffin)

It's been a rough week for Ella.

It started on Sunday after we fed the kids breakfast, Cary left to work on our house (we were at EskDale) and I left the kids in the living room playing with toys so that I could finish getting ready to go outside.

I hear a CRASH and could tell something broke, run into the other room to see Ella in the kitchen playing with a broken coffee cup. (a souvenir coffee cup, sorry Lois!)

I run over and start picking up the pieces and get the ones out of Ella's hand, and I don't know if she cut herself beforehand or if it was me trying to get the piece out of her hand, but she sliced her finger pretty good and started bleeding all over the place.

So I'm trying to hold her hand and wrap some tissue around it to help stop her from bleeding all over and Ella is crying. (I think she was more offended that I was holding her hand tightly, more than the cut actually hurting.)

 Have you ever TRIED to hold a one year old's hand in one place?

Ella was having none of it.

Greg and Lois were gone, my parents were gone, I tried to call Kenneth but he was already working.

I hauled the kids over to mom and dad's house hoping that dad would have some gauze and tape.

Dad had the stuff I needed, and David was home too, so he helped me makeshift wrap Ella's finger up.

Her finger was still bleeding pretty bad and I could tell that my makeshift bandage was not going to last long.

I called my aunt Teresa, who is an EMT, to see if she could help us out.

Thankfully, she was home and helped me wrap Ella's finger.

Whew.

That was a fun way to start the morning.

Later that day, Ella tripped and smacked her forehead on the piano bench and ended up with quite the goose bump.

Now it's all colorful and her forehead is a collection of bruises, poor girl.

I can't tell if she's exceptionally clumsy or if this is normal when they are first walking?

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Then.

Last night we were outside, Aidan was running on one side of the van, and Cary was walking purposefully (☺) on the other side and they collided.

It didn't end well for Aidan.

He flew face first into the asphalt.

He cut his lip, bloodied his nose, but most of all just scared him to death.

Cary felt awful, of course.

Aidan has some nice road burn on his nose and upper lip today.

Since I know that some of you are nosy, like me.

(Really, we're just detail oriented, right?) ☺

I'll be 10 weeks on Sunday.

I was really having some bad "morning sickness" which is really all day sickness.

Which usually includes randomly throwing up, sensitivity to smells, food is yucky, but eating is the only thing that makes you feel better.

It's a vicious cycle.

For some reason, the trend with all 3 of my pregnancies so far, is that I HATE food I normally love, (Salsa, Chicken, Broccoli, etc...blech, which means that Cafe Rio doesn't even sound good anymore)

but I want foods I don't normally ever eat.

ramen noodles (I know, seriously?), boxed mac and cheese, fast food like McDonalds, Wendys, etc....

It's SO strange.

Anyway,

last weekend I started feeling pretty good, hardly feeling nauseous at all, still having major food aversions but hadn't puked for awhile, etc...

It lasted until Wednesday when I started to get worried about how good I was feeling, since sometimes that can mean a bad thing.

I walked into my kitchen Wednesday afternoon, smelled something and threw up for about 5 minutes straight.

(I know you wanted to know that)

While pregnant with Ella I was really sick for WEEKS, this is different.
So I don't know what to think anymore,

maybe it'll be an on an off thing and I need to learn not to worry when I am actually feeling okay.

☺

Ugh, sometimes you forget how much worrying you do when you're pregnant!

My kids are cute, blah, blah, blah.

I mean REALLY cute. ☺

I'm a bit jealous of all you at the MIA conference this weekend!

Wish it could of worked for me to go, but it just wasn't going to happen this year.

☺