Jenna's E.R. Visit

First off, a day like today makes me feel so grateful that I have 2 very healthy children. This morning we had an unexpected visit to the E.R. at A. I. Dupont Children's Hospital. Seeing some of the kids and parents there it just breaks my heart.

The week itself has been very stressful with an ongoing dilemma with Sleepy's. Long story. I don't have the energy to get into it. With the kids still miserable from what's left of their colds, the morning immediately started out with 2 whiney, miserable and clingy kids pulling me in 2 different directions and both needing me NOW. My only break this morning was to nurse Jenna and post this morning's post which took all of 5 minutes.

At 8am I finished dressing Jenna and started dressing Kieran for school. The whole time Jenna's screaming and Kieran's flipping out because he wants nothing to do with the clean pair of pants I'm trying to put on him. Next I attempt to feed a screaming Jenna her breakfast, while Kieran's screaming and crying that he wants milk. (Mind you our mornings are never this bad.) Jenna pushed away every spoonful of breakfast which not only ended up all over her but the floor, the highchair and me. Kieran's still wailing for his stupid milk so I start to get screaming Jenna out of her high chair but decide that it would be easier to leave the 26 lb heavyweight there for a few seconds while I walk 2 feet away to the fridge to pour the stupid milk. Dumb move, I know. I don't know what I was thinking. I was tired, hadn't had any coffee or breakfast yet. Needless to say my screaming daughter fell out of her highchair and onto the hardwood floor head first. Uggh. I feel so terrible about it. No signs of anything serious other than a big goose egg but serious nonetheless. The Ped told me to take her to the Dupont ER for evaluation.

Poor Kieran was rushed to school. I am shoving the kids in the car with what I was wearing yesterday. (yuck!) My clean clothes were for some reason no longer in the dryer. Turns out she's ok but they kept her there until a bit after 12. By 12 she was exhausted and I was parched and starving from having nothing in my system but a cup of coffee.

Jenna was a trooper in the meantime. She had fun with my cell phone and her shoes while we waited and she practiced her standing without holding on. I was entertaining her by taking pics with my cell phone because she liked the flash. The pic above is one of them. Glad to say that she's fine and we're supposed to follow up with the Ped either tomorrow or the next day.

By the way, has anyone heard of selective separation anxiety? Seriously. Jenna is fine everywhere but when we're downstairs in my house. She'll roam around the upstairs, a park etc with no problems. The second I put her on the floor downstairs she becomes hysterical and clings to my leg. What's up with this?!?!I can't get anything done. I'm not kidding. I'm out of resources for entertaining her down here. Been there done that. She wants nothing to do with not being in my arms DOWNSTAIRS. WEIRD!!!!! Can you tell this mommy needs a vacation? ;-)