I heard from our doctor and she said that the reflux has improved from a level 4 to a level 2. This may mean antibiotics for another year, but it might also mean no surgery. We won't know for sure until the 17th, but this is good news.
I really don't mind children's music. It is kind of fun to listen to and sing along with. And I love to see Owen get excited about it. However, the after-effects of children's music can drive you crazy. Like last week, when I had the Thomas the Tank Engine theme stuck in my head for days. And right now, I keep humming the songs from the Sesame Street Silly Songs DVD that I've had playing in the van. I keep switching the songs in my head from, "The Honker-Duckie-Dinger Jamboree" to "Mary had a bicycle" and "Put Down the Duckie." Argh!
Well, tomorrow we have Owen's follow up test about his kidneys. We had the test done a year ago and they determined that he had kidney reflux. We have been giving him a daily dose of antibiotics to prevent him from getting a kidney or urinary tract infection. Tomorrow we find out if he has grown out of it or not. So, cross your fingers!!!
My new love. (I know I'm a dork!)
We got our new washer and dryer yesterday. We ended up getting the Kenmore Elite HE5. I have been doing laundry ever since. And I am so impressed. The diapers were the biggest test and I was amazed at how clean they got. Using the old washer I had to do a cold rinse on the diapers first, a hot wash with detergent, another hot wash with detergent and an extra rinse to get out all the soap.
Anyway, to wash the diapers in the new washer, I put in two small squirts of the detergent into the drawer. Then, I can set it to go through a cycle that I customized that involves an autosoak for 30 minutes, a super high temp hot wash, an extra rinse cycle, and an extra spin. It takes forever, but I just have to push a button and let it go. So, here is a picture of the old washer/dryer and then a picture of the new ones.
Note to self: pay more attention to Owen when carrying him in the sling and wearing a v-neck shirt.
Note to Owen: just because you like my breasts, it doesn't mean that everyone at Publix wants to see them.
I hate being sick. And I hate pollen.
Owen has been sick for a week now. Austin has been sick for almost a week. And I've only been sick since Thursday. Maybe at least the boys are nearing the end of their colds. And I don't think the pollen helps much. I think the count is up around 2,000 or so. Ugh. Achoo!
Friday Poll 3_23_07 Guest Question: Lauren
What celebrity do you like to make fun of the most?
Friday Poll 3_16_07 Guest Question: Amanda
Here's a three parter from Amanda (answer one, two, or all three):
If you could re-live one year of your life, which would it be and why?
If you could have any job you wanted, what would it be?
What would you do if you had $1 million?
We went to Wal-mart today and they had a bin as soon as you walk in filled with spiral notebooks. The sign said, (I kid you not) "spiral notebooks, 10 cents, OH SNAP!" I bought two.
I'm working on it...
I have lots of pictures to post, but I have to go through them all. I think I'm about a third of the way through. I let Ethan, Ted, and my mom use my camera to take pictures this weekend, and I think they really enjoyed my camera, since they took like 300 pictures. Anyway, there are some great pictures, but I still have some sorting and resizing to do.
Happy March Birthdays to...
Owen, "Mr. Murawski", Shanna, Wyatt, and Beth! Sorry if I missed anyone.
Friday Poll 3_9_07 Guest Question: Beth
I almost forgot it was Friday!
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would that be?
I stabbed myself in the toe today...
not on purpose.
To Owen... (1 year old) HAPPY BIRTHDAY, OWEN!
I can't believe it has been a year. But, then again, it is hard to believe that you haven't always been here with us. The last twelve months have been amazing.
In the last month you have been trying very hard to communicate with us. You have said words that sound like "hi" and "bye" and of course "mama" and "dada" and "na-na" or "nay-nay" seems to mean "nurse." You love to make all kinds of weird noises.
You clap with the teachers at Gymboree now and you pat the mat with us to pop bubbles; you understand that when you drop things, an adult will usually pick up whatever it is you dropped. You can throw or roll a ball to me (of course most of the time you start crawling towards me as soon as you let go of the ball, so I don't have a chance to roll it back to you).
You also try to play peek-a-boo (I think) by taking something and putting it over your head. You have mainly done this with jackets or blankets or bibs, but you sometimes do it with toys. And most of the time you don't actually cover up your face.
You have been standing by yourself occassionally, but you don't seem to have much interest in actually trying to walk. But, I'm not pushing, because there is really no hurry there. You get around well enough by crawling all over the place!
You have figured out some more of your toys. You are getting more skilled at putting balls into your Leap Frog learning playground and your Fisher Price gumball machine. You also try to push any levers or buttons you see on your toys. You still really like to bang on things like drums, pianos, trash cans, tables, etc.
You get into everything now, but you also can sit quietly and play with a few things at a time, depending on your mood.
Your favorite foods (at least right now) are Kraft macaroni and cheese, hot dogs, goldfish crackers, cheerios, gerber freeze dried apples, and red grapes. There plenty of other foods you like to eat, but it really depends on your mood for most of them.
It continues to be a challenge to cut your nails, dress you and change your diapers. And you do cry sometimes.
You are a pretty easygoing little guy. At Gymboree everyone still thinks you are a quiet, laid-back child. Although you are pretty laid back, they don't realize how wild and crazy you can be. Or how much you laugh and smile when you are not enthralled by the other babies. There is a little girl in your Gymboree class that likes to pull your hair (I think that means she likes you). A couple of times she has gotten whole handfulls of your hair and pulled very hard. You have never cried at this, though. You just keep going along like nothing happened.
A lot of times when I have to use the restroom, you come crawling in after me. You immediately try crawling behind the toilet, so I pick you up and hold you while I go to the bathroom. At this level, you can reach the light switch. So, your newest game is to turn the switch on and off the whole time we're in there.
I just think you are the cuddliest, sweetest little thing and I love you more than words could ever express. Thanks for making our lives so happy.
I will post Owen's letter sometime this morning/early afternoon, but I wanted to post some sad news first. My mom had to put Molly, her dog, to sleep last night. We got Molly after our dog Dooley was hit by a car when I was about 15 years old. So, Molly was 14ish. Anyway, she had her bratty moments, but we all loved her and it is sad that she is gone.
Friday Poll 3_2_07: Guest Question: Corinne
If you could have one super power what would it be?