The title says it all. I really wondered if we would all make it through today, but since everyone is sleeping soundly, I can now document the craziness. I woke up this morning after getting less sleep than I would have liked, but that is all part of motherhood, right? We all rushed to get ready for a Birthday party that Caden would be attending and for Kamrie's swimming lessons. It seems that with the 3 kids getting out of the house before 10 is isn't easy but can be done. We were only a few minutes late for the party which started at 10...sunblock and all. We dropped Caden off and headed to the rec. center for swimming. Kamrie walked right in and was excited for class. Avery was hungry so in spite of the sweltering heat at the indoor pool, I covered up and started nursing. Not long after I started, Kamrie was leaning just a little too far at the edge of the pool and fell in. Keep in mind, she is 2 and can't touch or swim on her own. Her teacher was helping one of the other kids in her class and not within reach...the kids are supposed to say on the ledge and wait their turn. So anyway, I see her fall, rip Avery away from her "meal" and try frantically to cover myself and move toward my drowning daughter. The whole time I'm looking around to see if anyone else is noticing her and trying to get someone's attention. Finally, the lifeguard on duty notices, blows her whistle, and jumps to her aid. She was fine. She sucked in some water and was pale for a minute but couldn't wait to keep swimming. Needless to say it scared me to death. That was the first big scare the next few won't be quite as detailed as it would take me all night, but that one needed a little explanation.
After the water scare we came home quickly had lunch and went to pick up Caden. Avery was getting hungry as her earlier meal was interrupted by a drowning sister so upon getting home I attempted to feed her again. As usual when that happens Kamrie sees just what she can get away with. She pushed...I counted...she pushed more and so I had to get up and deal with it. I get up, lay Avery on the couch , grab Kamrie's hand, walk 2 steps and realize I just laid a fully mobile baby on the couch. I turned around just in time to see her roll off the couch and hit the floor. I run to her and Kamrie is so preoccupied with Avery that she trips over the car seat left in the doorway due to the crying baby earlier, and gets a bloody nose. So now I have two screaming girls and some tears of my own. I would like to say it ends there but stick with me...I get Kamrie cleaned up and lay her down for an early nap and finish feeding Avery. Caden gives me a quick pep talk about how it would be better to lay Avery on the floor instead of the couch and we move on.
Later, I am reading to Caden and Kamrie when Kamrie jumps up holding her throat. She was choking on a sucky candy. I slapped her back a few times to no avail. I got really nervous and started hitting harder, the candy finally dislodged and fell to the floor. She was crying again but not because she had choked but because I had "hit" her. I was beginning to wonder if someone had it in for her today. I decided to just hold her for a while and hopefully protect her.
The rest of the day passed without incident, but man what a day. Oh yea, and all this while she is still healing from an incredibly ugly black eye she got last week.