Who needs Mommy?

The boys did great at school last week. Toser decided the second day that he could walk himself to class (just stomp on my heart, whydontcha?). Tater woke up on Tuesday with a cough and runny nose so he didn't get to go until Thursday. And he did fine. Walked in and started playing with a truck. The director had to shoo me out because I kept sticking my head in the class. Not that I wanted him to cry but he didn't even glance back. I guess I drive my kids as crazy as they drive me because they were ready for school, too.

Toser does not have asthma but has had a sinus infection for lord knows how long (hello, Drama? This is Toser's mom. I thought we needed a little more of you in our life. I was wrong. Thanks. Bye). He was taking deep breaths because he couldn't breathe through his nose and a little wheezy because of all the gunk. I swear he hasn't been sick at all but the doc said sinuses are tricky little things and can be all clogged up with no symptoms. I guess Toser didn't realize the pressure he's been feeling in his head is something real. He's been acting possessed lately so hopefully getting rid of all that will help in the tantrum department. If it doesn't, one of us is moving out.

Mr. A is still awesome and I'm still tired. And I haven't checked phone messages in at least 3 weeks so if you called, sorry!

Random, Again

Surgery=Major Pain. Or! I'm a bigger wus than I thought I was. All good now, but the first week or so was yowzers. I will definitely have greater sympathy for Tater after his upcoming surgery.

Mr. A has really lived up to his name, taking care of me and the boys. He is definitely one in a million. I know and he knows I would not have the patience he has had if the situation were reversed and yet he still does it.

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The boys start Mother's Morning Out this week. Toser started today and is going 4 days, Tater starts tomorrow and is going 2 days. Toser did not look back when we got to his room. The difference between first day last year and today is amazing. And when I picked him up today, he had his very first tick attached to him. He's getting so big!

Tater will love school, but probably not so much tomorrow. I cannot wait, though. He really needs to be around other kids his age. We've tried to raise him to not be a "trach kid" and this is part of it. So is the sickness that will come from being in school (I'm nervous about that but am trying not to think about it-Toser will bring the germs home anyway so Tater may as well get them first hand, right? Right, CC?!). His nurse is going with him but is not going to be "around" him. The Program Director has a place set aside for her so she can be accessible but not seen. I really appreciate the school taking a chance on him. And us!

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I think Toser may have asthma. Of course, with the allergies Mr. A has passed on to both of our boys, it's no surprise, but still. At least we already have the equipment. Although, if he needs neb treatments, I'll need an IV of vodka. There is no way he'll go for sitting down and breathing the mist. We may as well pull all of his toenails off because that might be easier.

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We're driving to MI to see family Labor Day weekend. Yes, driving. Yes, we're crazy. We're also excited to be going. It's been too long since we've seen our Yankee family and had the *real* Labatt's.

Tater's surgery is in Bham on Sept 17th.

There's probably something else. I don't have my calendar in front of me. And even if I did, there's no guarantee I wrote it down. I'm organized like that.

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For the 3 of you who keep up here (I'm looking at you, RingMaster), I've updated and that's that.

Tables turned

So, it appears I'm having minor surgery tomorrow. I'm fine. Everything is fine, just one of those things that needs to be done. Toser is super excited because he gets to stay with Coco and Papa (poor Tater has no such luck, he has to stay here with Mr. A).



Last night, the bestest friends in the world, my Mountain Mamas, honored me with a party. Aren't I lucky?! We had so much fun and I stayed out too late. I love my girls and there is no way I would make it through life without their support and laughter.



Today I realized that if I did not get my house spotless, there was no way I could have any kind of procedure done. I have killed myself getting laundry and cleaning done and now am so tired, I really won't care what they do to me tomorrow. I'm kind of looking forward to sleeping in a relatively quiet room by myself and having people take care of me. Okay, it's really sad when you consider surgery and a one night hospital stay a mini-vacation.