Hey, Mrs. Wilson!

We had some friends over for dinner. All was well. We were sitting there chatting as the big kids screamed in the basement.

All of a sudden, Liliana starts choking. Noah is holding her and cannot figure out why she is arching her back, but he cannot see her face. I yell at him, “SHE’S CHOKING!” She can’t breathe. I’m freaking out. I grab her away from Noah and give her to Janna, who just happens to be a nurse.

She knows what to do. Liliana suddenly starts spewing spit up out her mouth and nose and starts to cry in a very labored kind of way. I’m scared and wondering why her cry sounds so funny. I’m just glad she’s crying.

We rarely have people over. This choking happened when we not only had people over, but one of those people was a nurse. God’s timing is perfect and I am so thankful for that.

Apparently Liliana’s cry sounded so hoarse and weird because she inhaled a bit of the spit up. Janna later told us that if she had not been able to breathe, she would have passed out and her airway would have relaxed and she’d have been able to breathe. As it is, Lili’s airway was opened before she could pass out. We were told that she just needed to cough a bit to get the spit up out of her lungs.

For the next couple hours, Liliana had slime running out of every orifice on her face. I didn’t mind wiping it one bit (although she minded) because she’s okay. She’s fine. No harm done.

Except a couple really shaken up parents.

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Yesterday our computer died. Another dear friend gone. We’re hoping to revive this friend though. I drove by the place I hope to get her revived twice this morning and it was still not open. Who opens after 9:00 am?

Kaylie was an angel this morning. Literally. She is in a Kindergarten/Grade 1 split class at school, and the Grade 1s were performing the Christmas Story for the Kindergartens. Kaylie’s teacher asked me to dress her in a white dress or a white sheet. I thought it was on Wednesday. I was wrong. I opened my email when I got to work (because our computer at home is dead) and found out it was today. In five minutes. Luckily, I am able to drive from work, to home, to her school in under 5 minutes. There are good things about living in a small town.

I got there just in time, pulled her dress on over her clothes, and got to watch her little production. She was “backstage” and poked her head out and said, “Hey Mom! I’m an angel!” Thanks hon, I hadn’t figured it out yet.

I’m adding this to the list of things that I would have pictures of if my husband had let me open my Christmas present early.

My baby doesn’t need me anymore.

On Wednesday, she nursed for the last time.

For the last couple weeks, she’s been just nursing in the morning. We cut out the night time feeding a couple months ago. We were supplementing the night time feeding with formula anyway, and decided to just cut the nursing at night since she was more interested in her bottle anyway. We cut out the lunch time feeding when I went back to work, then cut out the late afternoon feeding when I got too busy after work.

I hate that we had to cut feedings. I hated that we had to cut them because they were “not convenient”. I hated that Noah was doing most of her feedings, and I was doing only about one per day. I really appreciated that Noah was so willing to take over as her primary caregiver, I just hated giving up the role. He was and is wonderful at the job, but he’s not me. He’s not the mommy.

In the last week or so, Liliana has been nursing for about 30 seconds to a minute in the morning. I didn’t think that was quite enough (not even close) but she seemed satisfied. Then on Tuesday this week, she was not at all interested. Wednesday she was interested for about 10 seconds. I decided that was it. She was finished. I would rather that she had formula than starve.

So, now my baby doesn’t need me anymore. It’s a sad day in the life of a mom.

It’s hard.

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… stop your baby from going between the rails on the side of the crib?

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