The Scariest Moment

About two weeks ago Evan got a nasty stomach virus that took about a week to work its way through his system. He was throwing up on and off for about 5 days along with the other nastiness that goes with intestinal things. Two weeks ago, he was about 4 days into it and seemed to be on the mend - maybe even ready to go to daycare. I had gotten him his morning drink and dressed him when he got wobbly in my arms. I put him on the floor and he lay down face down and knees tucked in and started dry heaving. I dutifully put a towel under him and prepared myself for a small cleanup job. I noticed that Evan was not throwing up anything and that his eyes seemed to be rolled back. At this point I started freaking out. Was he having a seizure? Was he choking? I anxiously watched and reassured myself that he was breathing and his heart was beating. I don't know how long it lasted but Evan's heaving stopped and I picked him up. He was *limp* and his head just flopped to the side. This was definitely the scariest parenting moment yet. Should I call 911? Should I shake him like people seem to do with their lifeless children in the movies (answer: no!). Figuring he might have thrown something up and choked, I flipped him over face down, with one arm between his legs and hand on his chest and patted him on the back with the other. Luckily, he came to more or less immediately, though that was more a coincidence than anything. With a huge feeling of relief, I called Evan's pediatrician and got him on the phone within 15 seconds. The Doctor was not phased much at all by the events - something I found reassuring. This was the explanation: when kids have been sick and vomiting, they can be weak enough that the blood pressure drop associated with dry heaving can cause them to faint. I had never heard of it and I suppose it makes sense but, damn, I don't want to go through that again!

New! Random Pictures

I'm going to start posting pictures from my camera phone just because that gives me a way to do real-time updates to my blog wherever I am... I have it set up that I can take a picture, send it as a picture message to blogger, and automatically publish it to my blog. That means the pictures will be just a few minutes old when they are posted... The quality won't be great but that's the tradeoff. What do you think?

At the park

Dinner

From my camera phone

He's Regressing

Don't be alarmed; I'm confident Evan is not regressing. However, for two days last week, Evan really wanted me to hold him like a baby and have his night time milk (sippy cup) held by me like a bottle. He even said "Baby" to make the point. It's been a while since I fed him milk in my lap and, well, he kind of does not fit anymore. Still it was fun to reminisce. Anyway, I read somewhere that two year olds are like rubber bands...they stretch and assert their independence but sometimes need a little TLC.

Miscellanea

I got an e-mail today from somebody who pointed out that I had not updated my blog in a month. It was good to know somebody was even checking... Unlike my friend in Denver, who is blogging multiple times a day while in LABOR (seriously!), blogging is pretty much part time for me.

No progress on the potty training, by the way. Evan is just not that interested yet.

Evan can now pedal his tricycle. So, when I walk the dog, Evan follows along in his "big wheel" (least that's what I called it when I was growing up). It's great to look back and see him following along. I want to buy him a nicer tricycle when I get a chance.

We were looking at pictures from my trip to Vietnam the other night. Evan sat in my lap, watching intently. When we got to the picture of me all dressed up for the "G&R" (Giving and Receiving) Ceremony - when Evan was to become mine under Vietnamese Law, Evan said "Da Da" in the most knowing way, turned around, and gave me a big hug. It was as if he knew the significance of that particular picture.

Last weekend was a busy one. Saturday afternoon, Evan and I visited the Vietnamese facilitator from my agency and his wife. They live about an hour away and only the facilitator had met Evan before - 15 months ago in Hanoi. It was fun to introduce/reintroduce Evan and reestablish a connection to these kind people who have dedicated so much energy to helping Vietnamese orphans find homes. I think Evan made a good impression. Here are pictures of Evan with the facilitator...

In Vietnam:
On Saturday:

Sunday was Easter and Evan got to color eggs. My big fears of spilled bowls of dye were not realized and the only casualties were a few eggs that suffered cracks. All in all, Evan did a great job coloring the eggs and he really seemed to enjoy the project