A clear nose

The eraser is out! Turns out the ER was very busy for a Tuesday night (you'd think it was a weekend...) and of course, a kid with an eraser up the nose isn't first on the list of emergencies. John said the guy in front of them in line was having a heart attack. So John and Aiden didn't get home until after midnight. But it sounds like the process of getting the eraser out was pretty straightforward. I was worried about how much Aiden was going to panic and scream like he did with us, but they didn't have to dig at his nose at all. John said the doctor came in and said, "I'm going to hold his head and press on the other nostril, you put your mouth to his and blow hard.". The eraser popped right out! Who knew? So the doctor said to try that before bringing him in if this happens again, and knowing my son....it will. This is actually the 2nd time he's stuck an eraser up his nose, but it wasn't very far up there last time, so I was able to pick it out with no trouble. All we have to do now is watch for signs of infection over the next few days, but since it was only up there for about 5 hours, the risk of that is fairly minimal.

Aiden was in a great mood when they got home last night and he came in to tell me all about it and give me a kiss (I had gone to bed already). I think he was very happy to finally get to bed. He's a little crabby today, probably from lack of sleep yesterday. I'm really quite exhausted - Nathan hasn't been sleeping well for the past 2 nights. So we'll see how today goes for us. Hibernation has never sounded so good as it does at this moment.

At the ER

I just sent Aiden off to the ER with John. Part of me feels like I should have gone along, but John thought it was simple enough that he could handle it himself. I'm still a complete mess over it though.

Aiden had been playing in John's desk while I was nursing Nathan. I told him to leave it alone. I thought he did. But apparently before he left it alone, he removed an eraser from a mechanical pencil and stuck it up his nose. I didn't notice it until we were getting Aiden ready for bed and he kept sniffing and sneezing. We attempted to get it out with tweezers, but it was just too far up there. Aiden was screaming and crying so much, I was sure the neighbors were going to call the police. I tried to call the after-hours advice nurse, but it just kept circling me around on hold. So off to the ER it was. Aiden was pretty upset and since he didn't get a nap today, I know he's tired.

I know they probably have to pull things out of children's noses all the time, so it should be pretty simple. But I just can't help but wonder how traumatized my child is going to be from strangers holding him down and pulling something out of his nose. He was completely freaking out from John and I doing it.....imagine how much worse it might be at the ER. I'll post an update when we recover from this adventure.

SMILE!

Showing off his flirty little smile. Isn't he just too cute?

Switching beds

Back in October (I think), we bought Aiden a toddler bed. We tried a few times to get him to sleep in it, but all he did was bang on his bedroom door and scream. So back in the crib it was. Our plan was to have Nathan in his cradle in our room until he was too big for it, but we quickly realized that it was nearly impossible to move him into it without waking him up. It was just too far of move from our bed to the cradle. When Aiden was a baby, it worked really well to take one side off of the crib and push it up against my side of the bed. That made it extremely easy to move him over quickly. So, last week we decided that it was now time for Aiden to no longer have a choice. He needed to switch to his toddler bed so that Nathan could have the crib.

Friday night was the big move. John moved the crib from Aiden's room to ours without Aiden noticing and I switched all of Aiden's bedding to the toddler bed. Aiden looked a little surprised when he walked into his room and the toddler bed sat where the crib used to be. Bedtime was a little nervewracking for me, as I was expecting a night filled with terrified screaming. We went about our usual routine and tucked him in for the night. The door closed, Aiden began to cry....but the crying turned to general complaining....10 minutes later, there was silence. We heard nothing until the morning. I went in to get him up and asked, "Did you sleep in your big boy bed?". He gave me a HUGE hug and began jumping up and down, yelling "YAY!!!". I was so proud of him. He's still been complaining a bit when we put him to bed, but when I put him down for a nap today, there wasn't a single sound from him. My little Aiden is growing up and I've been able to sleep on my own, without a baby constantly attached to me for at least a few hours each night.