No, you ARE in the right place

I had a little downtime this evening and decided it was time to change up the look of the blog again!

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It's been an awesome day, but it's been one heckuva day at that.

I tried to quietly sneak down to the shower this morning because if Emily hears me, then she's awake for the rest of the morning and won't go back to sleep. Well, at 5:45 A.M. (even though I was tiptoeing and making sure I only stepped on the stairs and floorboards that didn't squeak) she heard me and made her way to the gate at her doorway.

I tried to quietly console her and remind her that it was really too early for her to be up and that she should try to lay (lie?) back down. She wasn't happy about it, but she didn't throw a fit either. From the bathroom/shower that is right next door to her bedroom, I could hear that she was sulking and wimpering/crying for about 10 minutes... then the tides turned and she stopped crying but I heard her saying, "Mommy, messy... messy, messy....".

I figured she had calmed herself down and was starting to take all the clothes out of her dresser (which she frequently does). I figured wrong.

When I came out of the bathroom I was expecting to look into her room and see her sitting on the floor playing with her piles of clothes. Boy, did I figure wrong! I was greeted by a blood-covered toddler who kept telling me she was messy. And by covered, I mean covered... face, neck, chest, hands, pj's, feet, even quite a bit in her hair and a trail that ran from her neck to the waistband of her pajamas bottoms!

I hadn't heard any loud bangs or thuds or even loud wails of pain while I was in the shower so I was pretty sure she hadn't injured herself. She wasn't freaked out or anything... just kept telling me that she was messy. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that she had a thicker drop of blood at her nose and that was most likely the culprit.

As any good mother would do, I made sure she was okay and then made my way to my camera to capture the moment. No, don't worry. I haven't posted the pictures below... it really was quite gross and is certainly not for the faint of heart (or stomach!). I did email a couple to my mom and she recommended that I photoshop them the next time so the blood yellow or green and not quite so scary... so now Emily has alien blood??? Hehehe.

Luckily I had gotten up early this morning to ice cupcakes for her belated birthday party at the sitter's and I was reminded yesterday that we didn't have speech therapy first-thing this morning because her therapist was taking the day off. Thank goodness, because now we big time needed the bath of all baths!

After the bath, things seemed to be back to normal until shortly before noon. I got a message from the sitter that Em was coughing to the point of almost gagging, was really warm, kept saying her tummy hurt. She wanted to wait it out to see if maybe some rest and some lunch helped her feel better. We were supposed to have physical therapy this afternoon at 2 and around 1:30 we decided that maybe it would be best to cancel and for me to pick her up early and take her home for some rest.

I got there around 2 and she was a little warm but was outside playing with the rest of the kids and seemed to be acting okay. I've worked from home this afternoon while Miss Em watched a couple of her favorite shows and rested a bit. She's still pretty warm and has a slight cough, but is otherwise ok.

The night is winding down and I'm aiming to have Miss Em in bed early tonight.

Good night, y'all!