Friday, December 10, 2010

Christian Growing Up







Wow - it's been a long time since I posted on Christian's website. It's so hard to find time these days.



Christian is thriving and growing every day. One day he just started talking in completed sentences: "No Mama. That is not up." or "I do not eat that." (It usually involves the word "no" or "not")

He has grown out of Cookie Monster although he still likes to watch Cookie Monster on YouTube.


Christian loves farm animals (he wanted to be a goat for Halloween) & trucks (especially semi and contruction trucks). He loves to color, "cook", and read books. He loves movies and has mastered every DVD player that's crossed his path.


Christian loves his Papa Steve. And when asked, says he's his best friend.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

More Christian

Playing in Papa's Truck



Christian loves to try everyone else's shoes on



Changing Cookie Monster's diaper







Thursday, July 8, 2010

Christian Turns 2!




Christian turned 2 on June 22. I can't believe he is 2 already. He has evolved from a sweet baby to a silly, adorable, wonderful toddler. He loves to give hugs and kisses. He loves his Cookie Monsters and books. He talks! His conversations revolve around Papa's truck, Daddy's truck, who is sleeping and pooping. =)
He is learning to potty train (by his own choice). He learns new things every day. (Today he learned how to give an Eskimo kiss).
Christian is curious about everything. He notices when one thing is different in the room. He has to know what Logger is doing at all times. He loves his friends and talks about them constantly.
And I can't believe he's 2!

Christian's Cookie Monster cake!


Waiting to blow out the candles!
Every year my mom has blue teeth from Christian's cake. Posted this just for you, Mom!

Christian, Papa, and Ema

Christian's new swing set from Ema and Papa.











Sunday, January 31, 2010

Battle Scars

Christian took his first trip to the Emergency Room two weeks ago.
It all started about two weeks before Christmas. A small red dot appeared below Christian's right eye. It slowly grew into what we thought was a blood blister.
It started bleeding one night. Richard was able to stop the bleeding, but only after rocking Christian to sleep and applying pressure to the blister.
We took Christian to the doctor a week later. The doctor said it was cluster of blood vessels and he will need to see a dermatologist. The earliest they could get Christian in to see the Dermatologist was in 3 1/2 weeks.


These are pictures Molly took three days before the ER trip. The raised red bump below his eye is the cluster of blood vessels. The red mark between his eyes is from a clock falling on his head. (That'll be another blog entry)

The Sunday after these pictures were taken, I looked over at Christian who had been "reading" a book. He had blood smeared across his cheek and he was holding the scab from the "cluster of blood vessels" on his finger. I had to rock him to sleep before he would let me apply pressure to it. A new scab formed and I knew there was no way we could wait another 2-1/2 weeks to see the dermatologist. Monday morning I called the dermatologist office and begged them to get us an appointment sooner. We moved up a week. One and a half weeks to go...

Daycare was closed unexpectedly on Tuesday. I decided to take Christian to work with me in the morning and take the afternoon off. As soon as we walked into my work, Christian got really excited and smothered is face in his blankie. And of course, the "cluster of blood vessels" began to bleed. Luckily it was only bleeding from the base. With the help of some of my staff, we were able to stop the bleeding after about 20 minutes.

After lunch, we were getting ready to leave. Christian grabbed his coat from the table and nicked his owie with his coat. And blood started to gush. My staff and I tried to get it under control, but after a half hour, it was no closer to clotting. I started to crying. At this point I was so frustrated with the dermatologist office, with the bleeding, with having to do this alone (Richard is driving over the road temporarily). I decided to take Christian to the ER. Since I was by myself the only thing I could do was let it bleed while I drove. There was no way to hold pressure to it or continuously wipe the blood away while I was driving. I cried the entire way to North Memorial Hospital. Thankfully Christian fell asleep during the trip.

I haven't been to the ER since my freak nosebleed of 2003, so I had no idea where to park. I stupidly parked in the ramp and hauled Christian who now had a pool of blood in his neck and his entire right side of his face was covered in blood across the hospital, up two elevators to the ER. He was crying because I had wake him up. It must have looked gruesome.

The triage nurse informed me the ER has valet and I should have pulled in there instead of the ramp. Good to know!



The next 2.5 hours were spent waiting for nurses to reapply bandage after bandage. Two doctors evaluating and trying to decide how to proceed. They called a plastic surgeon and the dermatologist for consult.

These are pictures taken from my phone at the ER. This is just one of the many different style bandages Christian wore. Notice all the blood on his shirt. I threw that shirt away.
I learned the "cluster of blood vessels" had a medical name: hemangioma. In other words: a birthmark. I researched it later and learned he had a strawberry birthmark. Most of the time they appear at birth, but can develop weeks later. Christian's is uncommon because it developed 18 months later and it bleeds. Most do not bleed.
The ER staff could not get it to stop bleeding. A decision was made to cauterize it. They put Christian in a papoose board - which was awful, awful, awful because it held him down. One nurse held is head, the other his feet. I stroked his cheek and told him it was going to be okay. One doctor injected numbing solution in his cheek. The other cauterized it. The smell of burning flesh mixed with Christian's screams was one of the most heart wrenching, horrible situations I've ever been in. I felt helpless and kept telling myself they were helping Christian, not hurting him.
The ER doctor spoke to the dermatologist and was able to get Christian in the next day!!
We left the ER both covered in blood and exhausted. Christian had a light bandage below his eye. Underneath the bandage, the hemangioma was reduced to a charred, flat wound.
The dermatologist confirmed it was a birthmark. He said it looked superficial (some of these can be cavernous and requires laser therapy or surgery). He thought it looked like Christian may have clipped it off when he hit it with his jacket and it may be completely gone. We are to come back in 6 weeks to reevaluate.
Two days later, I was woken in the middle of the night by Christian calling, "Momma! Momma!" I ran into his room. He pointed to his birthmark and said, "I broke! I broke!" The scab had ripped off in his sleep. It wasn't bleeding and actually looked pretty clean.
Since then, it has been healing beautifully. I'll post new pictures when I get a chance to upload them from my camera.