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With M starting to feel better, I can go back to sharing some of the stories that I had planned on writing about..

This one is a doozy.

We stayed in a condo while in Hawaii.  My parents had their own bedroom.  My little family had our own bedroom.  There was a living room with a simple coffee table in the middle.  The entire condo had tile floors.

M, being the typical toddler she is, was extremely curious about the entire place.

She ran around and explored ever corner that could be explored.

She explored so much she was having accident after accident.  If she wasn’t tripping on something, she was running into something else!

We hadn’t even gotten through the first day and M ended up tripping and hitting the side of her forehead onto the corner of the coffee table.  She cried and had a little bump.  We iced that bump as soon as we could and she was fine.  However, we decided to move the table into the back corner of the room where she didn’t really go into.

This wasn’t the worst of it.. so the next day….

The bed in our bedroom stood almost about 3 feet off the ground.  It’s about the same height as M is, which is about 33 inches tall.  As I mentioned before, the entire condo had tile floors. 

There was a little voice inside of me that urged me to surround the edges of the bed with pillows before going to bed.  I also found a foam sheet that I put on my side of the bed.

Earlier in the day, M had tripped on the foam sheet and hurt her little knees on the tile.  I ended up folding it over itself towards the head of the bed.  I didn’t open it up again that night, and it was a good thing too.

That night, we all went to bed.  M fell asleep in between Hubby and I.  During the middle of the night, M half-wakes up and she crawls over to my other side and snuggles up to me.  It’s something she does on a regular basis at home.  However, at home, she has a bed rail on the other side of her.

Half-awake myself, I knew that there was nothing on the other side to protect her so I held on to her tightly.  I was going to move her back to the middle of hubby and I after a few minutes to get her back into a deep sleep again.  I was going to wait because I know that if I tried to move her while half-asleep, she would just crawl back over to that other side again. 

In my head, I knew I had to move her.

But something happened because she and I must have fallen into a deeper sleep because the next thing I knew, my arms opened, and she rolled.

The second she rolled out of my arms I jumped up.

I saw her fall off the bed.

It was like slow motion.  I saw it all.  That image still haunts me every time I think about it.

She fell off the bed, landed on the foam sheet (which wasn’t very thick to begin with), and cried.  She cried like she’s never cried before.  Mainly from being scared and startled, and I’m sure also from the pain. 

Although I saw her fall and make contact with the ground, with the room being dim, I couldn’t tell what part of her landed first..

It was absolute commotion in the condo immediately after.  She was bawling, I started crying, everyone seemed hysterical.

I called the paramedics and they looked at her and said she was fine.  They asked me if she cried immediately and I said yes, that was a good sign.  They also said that the fact the was consolable was a good sign. 

We also ended up taking her into the emergency room, just in case.  We spent a few hours sleeping in one of the emergency room beds while they monitored her.

Thank God nothing was wrong and we were able to enjoy the rest of our vacation.

When we returned home from the emergency room, Hubby and I moved the mattress onto the floor of the living room and slept that way for the rest of the trip.

I felt awful.  Her falling off the bed was MY fault.  Had I stayed awake enough to move her, none of this would have happened.  If I just moved her back to the middle from the beginning, none of this would have happened.  I cried so hard because I knew that if something went wrong, it would have been my fault.

It’s my job to protect her from injury.  It’s my job to keep her safe from harm.  And there I was, holding her by the edge of a bed that was over a tiled floor.  My common sense should have kicked in from the start and I should have kept her in between Hubby and I, no matter how many times she’d crawl over me.  It was my job to keep her from falling like that.

For the next few days after that incident, everytime I closed my eyes, all I could see was M falling.  Every night, before bed, all I could see was her falling.  Even now, there are times I can just close my eyes and see her falling.

I thank God all the time that nothing major happened and that she is ok.  But I’m just so guilt-ridden over the entire incident.

I can’t have been the only mom that’s done this, right?!

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I’ve always been a nervous flyer.  Months, weeks, days before I fly, I’m usually a nervous wreck.

Not only does the idea of flying make me nervous, but having to go through the airport, and airport security, that totally stresses me out.

Add a toddler to all that anxiety, and you have a huge mess.

M is a very active toddler.  She’s nonstop.  She loves space and can rarely be found sitting down in one spot for a long time..

A 5-hour flight was going to be a challenge.

I made sure to find many, many things to keep her busy.

Hubby and I bought a portable DVD player.  We brought her iPad.  We brought my iPad.  We brought her travel doodle board.

On the flight to Hawaii, she fell asleep shortly after we took off.  She slept for about an hour and a half to two hours.  It was great!  When she woke up, she was entertained by all the various electronic and non-electronic toys we brought.

She was so good!  We were complimented by many of the other passengers around us, saying she was such a good girl.

That was a breath of relief.

But was it going to repeat on the fight back?!

When we got to the airport to go back home, M fell asleep.  She finally woke up shortly before we had to board the plane.

She’d definitely not fall asleep during the 5-hour flight.  I thought I was going to be in some major trouble.

But, again, she kept herself entertained by her electronic and non-electronic forms of entertainment.

THANK GOD!

Again, she was praised by the other passengers on what a good girl she was for the entire flight.

I was so thankful.

I was also so proud of her.  She never felt the need to have to go running down the aisle.  She never cried.   She never made any obnoxious noises.

She was happy.  She was patient.  She took everything in stride.  She was definitely a trooper.

I’m so glad that is all I have to report about the plane ride.  My mind was constantly running through every worst case scenario about her behavior that I was seriously (and pleasantly) surprised when she was such a good girl.

 

On September 2nd, the family and I, including my parents, came back from a 10 day trip to Hawaii.

It was amazing.

I’ve got tons of stories to tell, and I can’t wait to start.

The last time Hubby and I were in Hawaii was 3 years ago for our honeymoon.  This time, we had a family.  Vacations are definitely different with a toddler.

So stay tuned to hear stories from our trip, and maybe even a couple of pictures!

 

Greeting’s from Hawaii..

The wedding is over.. time for married life to begin.. thus.. the start of a new blog category:

The “married” club..

The wedding was great.. I bawled.. but that was expected.. everything came out great.. and everyone I talked to said they had fun.. I’m glad everyone had fun..

After being a big ball of nerves for the past week or so.. it’s nice to be able to relax with my husband here in Hawaii..

I just wanted to pop in.. give a quick hello.. and tell you that when I come back.. I’ll be doing an extensive series to review each of my vendors.. I’m going to be completely honest.. for everyone’s future reference.. and I hope I can offer some tips or work of advice for those newly engaged on what to look for and what to avoid..

I think it’s funny that once you get through your wedding.. you suddenly become a “wedding expert” and want to help anyone and everyone..

You won’t be hearing from me for a few days.. I’ll be lying on the beach or doing all sorts of Hawaiian activities.. but I’ll be back for sure!

Rachel:  OMG, hun!  We’re getting married in THREE DAYS!!!
Joe:  I know! I’m gonna faint!

What?!

He’s gonna faint!?

Joe’s so funny.. he’s sooo opposite of me when it comes to being the center of attention.

Not that I always want to be the center of attention… but I’m the kind of person that doesn’t really mind being in the spotlight.. it’s the “theater” in me..

It’s my first day off.. my first “vacation” since.. sheesh.. I don’t know when.. the only time that I was home like this was when I had quit my previous job and was looking for a new one.. I can hardly say that was a vacation because I was so stressed out about finding work.. that I didn’t really enjoy the time off..

Now.. I’ve got a vacation.. but I’m working just as hard..

I’m in the process of typing up the ceremony for the Church so that it’s ready for the Church coordinator, the priest, and those that are involved in the wedding ceremony.

I’ve also been doing load after load after load of laundry.. gotta get ready for Hawaii.. but I don’t know what to pack.. Lotsa clothes.. and shoes.. that’s all I can think of.. sheesh!  Why is it so hard?!

I’ve got to pick up dress (FINALLY!) today.. I’ll be running around like a mad man later on this afternoon.. this morning is set aside completely for typing up the Mass and for laundry..

So I guess I better get off of here.. If I have extra time.. I can make a few more cards for those involved in the wedding.. I got the Ninang/Ninongs and Bridemaids done.. working on the Groomsmens.. then the cord/candle/veil sponsors.. then I think I’m done with that..

So much to think of.. gotta tackle things one at a time..

A week from today.. at this very moment.. I’ll be on a plane to Hawaii!!  Honeymoon!

It’s crunch time.. I have two days of work this week.. then I’m off for a week and a half..

The feeling of getting married still hasn’t hit me as I’m expecting it to.. there are too many things to get done..

I can’t believe there are six days left.. I’m working on the place cards.. it’s not too bad.. Joe’s wrapping up the gifts to give to the people involved in the wedding.. I have to go back and make cards for all of them.. I don’t anticipate the place cards to take more than a day to finish.. I just gotta keep focused..

The last huge task is to get those programs done.. I hope my bestie and I can find sometime to get together and get those done..

Six days til the wedding.. seven days til I’m living it up on the beaches of Hawaii with my husband.. eek.. I’m gonna have a husband!


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