Government Name {.041}

About three weeks ago, Jayden had his three-year check up. He’s healthy,  smart and all of that good stuff. Such a blessing. As the apointment was ending his doctor instructed Quentin and I to start teaching him our full names, how to survive in the wild {how to gather food, fight off hungry lions, etc} and all of that good stuff. Seriously though, you know stuff you should know if there is an emergency; addresses, phone numbers and all of that helpful stuff.

We didn’t waste any time and started teaching him what our names were right way. Let’s just say that within one day he had it down pat. I think he was a tad bit confused because he would ask if he got our names right. I mean, can you blame the kid he’s been calling us “Mommy” and “Daddy” since was only 6 months old. I could only imagine what was going on in his head when we told him what our real names were. To him, we are probably impostors.

“Mommy, thatsss Quentin!?”, he would say with a confused look on his face.

“Yes, that’s Quentin, Jayden.”

“Oh. Hi Quentin!”, he would wave as if he was meeting a new person.

Days went by and we would try to refresh his memory and make sure he didn’t forget our “new identities”.

One day I was in the bathroom, doing what people do in the bathroom, and Jayden knocked on the door {He doesn’t like when we go to the bathroom and leave him outside of the door. Go figure. Parent’s don’t deserve privacy.}

“Nicole? NICOLE!? NICOLE WHITEHALL!?!”, he wailed.

“Yes, Jayden.”, I said through my laughter.

“I come in?”

I couldn’t even answer him I was laughing so hard.

I found it so funny that he had already made the connection that “Nicole” was my “new” name. It was almost as if he thought we were telling him to call us something else from now on. I later explained to him that I was two people {this is making even more sense now}. He’s gotten the hang of knowing who Nicole Whitehall is and that she is Mommy too. I’m sure he doesn’t get why I have two names. But, it’s just the cutest thing to hear him say my Government name. What a sophisticated young lad.

The beautiful thing about learning is that no one can take it away from you.
B.B. King

It’s been a long time {.38}

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First let me start off by saying I’ve missed you memory book readers!

I haven’t been blogging since last week and it has been ever so painful.

There has been so much that I’ve wanted to share with you! But, there were some set backs in the homelife that I had to take care of first.

The most important issue being my son’s health. Jayden was sick – very sick. He didn’t have a common cold or anything like that. He had a stomach virus. The scariest part to me during the week that he was sick was that he acted normally, so I couldn’t tell how he was really feeling.

Ever since Jayden was younger he has done a great job of slamming his head on things and just moving along. I was proud of him for being tough, but concerned when I’d see random knots on his head.

This time he acted no different when it came to pain, except I couldn’t see that he was actually hurt like if he psychically bumped his head.

 

He had a fever of 102, vomited twice, had diarrhea like I’ve never seen before and had no appetite for a few days. Mind you I have never seen him throw up before. He has never thrown up in his whole little life, so I cried. It was so sad to see my baby apologizing for something he had no control over. All because it was on his sheets and pillow and floor and crud. I could care less about the mess!
But, through the entire stomach virus ordeal, he was playing, laughing, joking and having a gay old time! That’s my boy! Tough as nails. The only thing he said to me was “Mommy, tummy hurts”. He’d rub his stomach, poop, and keep it moving.

 

We took him to the doctor mid-week and she sucked monkey nuts. That’s the best way I can describe it. She didn’t listen and explained things to Quentin and I like we were three.

 

“Pediatricians don’t care if toddlers don’t eat. Parents do! We are just worried about him being dehydrated!”

 

Yup! Because I’m totally going to force food down my child’s throat if he clearly expresses to me that he doesn’t want to effing eat! Especially since he’s been shitting and throwing his guts up all over the got-damn house! And forget about water or gatorade! Noooo, I’m not going to give him anything to help him replenish his body with the electrolytes and necessary fluids he needs to LIVE!!!!!! Don’t tell me what I care about lady! I know how the hell to handle a dehydrated and stomach-aching child! Just tell me what the hell he can take or if there is anything additional we can do to make this virus go away faster. That is your job! Jayden’s regular doctor wasn’t there unfortunately, but he needed to see someone ASAP, so we went in for an impromptu sick visit. Not doing that again! Total waste of time. So glad she is not his doctor on a regular basis. She is a douche-face.

 

Anyhow…

 

School has been pretty stressful as well, the anxiety of figuring out what I ultimately want to do with my existence and graduation have been plaguing me. I know it will come and it won’t come when I want it. I just have to let it flow. That’s the hardest part. God’s got me though. I know he does.

 

We’ve got quite a bit of catching up to do my friends, but don’t worry you will get all of the deets (short for details – you like?) next week. Lucky for me I will be catching up on the homework I should have done this week all weekend long baby! It’s just been one of those exhausting weeks. I think my body is still making up for staying up 20 hours that day I discovered Jayden was sick. Phew.

 

Right now, I feel like I’ll never catch up on sleep. I want to fall asleep in my MacBook right now. See how this cycle continues?

 

To whom much is given, much is required right?

 

Today is the first of June {totally random, but I can’t believe it}! Holy crap time has flown by. Half of 2012 is gone people, zombies are here, stuff is getting all fudged up, better spend that money you have in your retirement fund while we’re all still here! ::cue dramatic music::

 

If you treat a sick child like an adult and a sick adult like a child,
everything usually works out pretty well

 

– Ruth Carlisle

Daddy & Son {.034}

Yesterday, I’m sure Jayden had a blast from the past. He didn’t have to go to school until 12:00PM because he went going to a doctor’s appointment with Daddy! He’s always craving more attention and more alone time with him. It was much needed and well deserved. When Jayden goes anywhere he’s a good boy, at the Doctor’s was no different. His pediatrician is one of the best I’ve seen {& we’ve been through a couple}. I trust her and she always goes for the treatment that will be the least harmful side effect wise for Jayden. That’s all I can ask for from a person who basically has my child’s life and well being in her hands when it comes to medical recommendations.  After the doctor’s appointment Quentin took Jayden to get something to eat (Jayden’s favorite past time) at Boston Market instead of dropping him off at school for lunch.
All in all I’m sure they had a fantastic time. Hopefully we’ll have time to have fun as a family on the weekend.
Ordinary time is “quality time” too. Everyday activities are not just necessities that keep you from serious child rearing: they are the best opportunities for learning you can give your child…because her chief task in her first three years is precisely to gain command of the day-to-day life you take for granted.
– Amy Laura

better than mommy {.003}

jayden's toothbrush & toothpaste

6:31AM. this is usually the time i have jayden brush his teeth and get ready for school. this time the routine changed a little. as soon as we got into the bathroom – he asked for “daddy“. i told him “daddy” was still sleeping. immediately, without any hesitation – he started crying. not like “tears-are-just-casually-running-down-my-face-and-i-hope-this-is-enough-to-make-you-realize-i’m-upset” kind of crying. i mean bawling out of control crying. i asked him what was wrong and all he could mutter was “daaaddyyyyyy,”. i knew there was something deeper than that wrong with him but, of course he couldn’t articulate it to me. all he knew was that whatever bad feeling he was experiencing, only daddy could fix it.

so, what did i do? took him do daddy. and mind you i cradled him in my harms and stroked his head for some minutes before this {felt kind of insignificant at that point}. instead of telling him to “suck it up” and brush his teeth, i remembered how it felt to be a kid and how it’s nothing personal, but one parent just does something for you that the other can’t in some situations, {that’s why God gave you two}. as much as my feelings were hurt, i knew he needed his good-ol dad to make things right. i can’t blame him for wanting his daddy all the time, he’s always driving to his clients early in the morning until the late evening {he’s a personal trainer & his schedule is jam packed}.

i hoverd over our bed with jayden crying in my arms & of course that woke quentin up. jayden cried, “daddddyyyyyy!” one last time and menuvered his way onto quentin’s chest.

immediately – the crying ceased. it was almost as if someone had pushed the mute button on the television remote & jayden was a television {i really wish i could do that in real life sometimes}.

quentin asked, “what’s wrong stinky?” {that’s one of the many nicknames we have for him, it’s a long story}. he didn’t say a word. he was just – silent. we looked at eachother & shruged.

a couple minutes later jayden hopped up and ran to the bathroom. as he ran i asked, “are you ready to brush your teeth like a big boy?”.

“yes!” he replied, as if nothing ever happened. that little boy gets over whatever hurdles are plauging him so quickly. and so the day continued. quentin and i still don’t know what was wrong with him. as long as he’s happy, that’s all that matters.

“one father is more than a hundred schoolmasters.”
– george herbert, outlandish proverbs, 1640