The Best Moment of My Life

On August 13th, my placenta (I know, gross word) separated from my uterus causing me to hemorrhage. My husband describes the bathroom as a scene out of C.S.I. It was during the 5 minutes of waiting for the ambulance to arrive that I had the best moment of my whole life. It's weird how life works that way. I was losing all this blood and Chad was freaking out that I was dying, but all I could think about was how the baby wasn't moving. I was tapping my belly and whimpering, "Please MOVE." But there was nothing. I was sure we had lost him. The 911 operator told Chad to get me into the bathtub until the ambulance got there. I sat there with all this noise around me - Chad taking care of calling people to come get the children so he could go to the hospital - the 911 operator asking Chad questions - the blessed sound of sirens down the street - my own panicked heartbeat drumming in my ears.

And then he moved.

My tummy made a big jump and he rolled over. And I swear, I heard God whisper to me from the inside that everything was going to be okay. I had no idea if I was okay - but the moment I knew he was still alive - THAT was the best moment of my whole life.

Hello World!

I'll just post this picture and let it speak for me. This is our newest member of the funny clan of children. I can't say that I have any really hilarious musings about him yet - his entrance into the world was more of a drama than a comedy. Anyway, I know he'll soon be providing this blog with plenty of material.

Son of Dracula??

Do you ever take one of those pictures of someone close to you that ends up not looking like them at all? I often find that pictures of me look bizarrely like Ringo Starr (Mom, maybe an explanation is finally due?). I took one such shot yesterday of my youngest. He was pulling out his ears and making monkey sounds, so I grabbed the camera and took a few pictures. The last one was where it got creepy. I know that my son has exceptionally pointy canine teeth, but never realized that the wideness of his mouth is Rob-Zombie-scary-movie-worthy. Then, take a look at the glazed look in his eyes. Doesn't he look like he's on the verge of some crazy feeding frenzy?

Now, rest assured that I don't think my child is an actual vampire - refer to the first sentence. Still...I have a hard time looking at this picture and not locking my bedroom door at night.

Random Boy!!!!

We call our 7-year-old Random Boy. Sometimes we even sing it like you would sing Superman. It's his super-hero alter-ego. It's super in that he's so random it goes beyond simple human behavior. Here's a snippet of our most recent conversations:

Random Conversation #1

Random Boy: "Mom, do you know how to trick two babies?"
Mom: "No..." (expecting the punchline)
Random Boy: "Well, do you know how to trick one baby?"
Mom: "This isn't a joke?"
Random Boy: "No. And what if one of them gets up before the other."
P: (the older brother): "Raaaaaan-dom!!!"

Random Conversation #2

Mom: "What's the state flower?"
Random Boy: "Bluebonnet."
Mom: "What's the state tree?"
Random Boy: "Pecan!"
Mom: "What's the state song?"
Random Boy: "Texas, our Texas."
Mom (truly impressed at this point): "Good! Okay, this one's hard...What's the state dish?"
Random Boy: "Spoon!!!"
P: (the older brother): "Raaaaaan-dom!!!"

Random Conversation #3

Random Boy: "Mom, does Bohdi (our cat) know what kind of animal he is?"
P: ...stunned silence...

Here. Please enjoy these rare photos of Random Boy:

Not sure what was going on with Random Boy here.

Okay, this shot is pretty random of all of us...

Updated August 11th - Since the oldest brother has seen this post, I've had at least 2 phone calls from him with new stories. He starts the conversation by saying, "I have a new random moment for your blog..." Ahh, a blogger in the making!!!