He saved my life tonight....For Real

Tonight while we were eating dinner my husband saved my life. I took a bite of food and then tried to clear my nose and sucked a piece of chicken down my windpipe. It was a little scary not being able to breath or swallow. I tried making my self cough to get it out, but I was in trouble. I managed to squeak out "choking" and Mitch came over and started patting my back, that was not helping me so I stood up. He asked if I wanted the Heimlich Maneuver and I shook my head yes. He had to do it twice, because he was too afraid to do it hard enough the first time, but the second time he put some muscle into it and out shot that hunk of chicken. Luckily I caught the hunk before it flew across the restaurant. Yes I said restaurant. We love to do outrageous things in public places. The scary part was - nobody seemed to notice. My husband gave me the Heimlich Maneuver at a crowded Outback Steakhouse and nobody seemed to notice. The kids were fascinated by the whole thing and took it all in stride. Nothing can phase them I guess. Or maybe we did not tell them - hey, Mommy could have died from choking. It happens. Boy am I going to take smaller bites now. And my throat is really sore. This has been quite a week.

We Survived the Birthday Party

We are tired, but we survived. The bowling was fun for everyone! We had 4 lanes of 4 kids each and one adult lane. J-man's 89 year old Great-Grandmother even bowled 10 frames. She did pretty good too.

Go Great Grandma Marge!!!

Dad helping T-man to give the ball a little more speed....

J-man and friends waiting for pizza. J-man has the honor of wearing our family birthday hat.

So after the bowling and pizza and presents we headed home with 3 extra little boys for a slumber party. This was our first foray into the more than one friend spending the night arena. We have had cousins over, so I figured it would be about the same. Ha Ha. Not so much. We made them play outside for a couple of hours when we got home. Then we had a video game marathon. We decided that we would end the evening with a movie and settle everyone down. The movie was good, we watched Firehouse Dog and then figured they would just fall asleep, it was 10pm after all.

Well this is what they were doing at 11pm.

I pretty much gave up after that and went to bed and let Mitch handle the chaos. I think they finally went to sleep around midnight. They were up at 6 am. They thought they had one over on us and snuck downstairs to play video games. I slept much better after that, lol.

Funny thing, J-man and T-man are taking a nap right now..... a little tired are you?? Wonder why?

Introducing...........

My new favorite baby, AKA Baby Backer. He is cute, he is quiet and I can't wait to get my hands on him again! He was born on 8/31/07 at 9:46pm and weighed in at 8lbs. 6oz. and was 21 inches long. He put his poor mother through some serious torture. Everything turned out okay in the end. He had a fan club waiting for him consisting of 2 sets of grandparents, an uncle and 3 friends who couldn't wait to find out that he was, in fact, a he! These are the proud parents, the one I used to refer to as the girl under the kitchen and her husband.As soon as the doctors and nurses were done messing with him he settled right down as we passed him around.

Me and the new Mom, happy and relieved! I went back today to see them again. Mom is doing well and recovering nicely. Baby Backer is a being a dream baby, for his first 24 hours anyway. He only cries when he needs something or when they mess with him, then he goes right back to sleep. We passed him around and J-man and T-man got to hold him. Briefly. And with assistance. I got to wake him up to get him ready to eat today by changing his diaper and handing him over to Mom to eat. It was all very exciting. I can't wait to go back tomorrow and I will look forward to babysitting him as much as possible if he keeps up the dream baby behavior. If all goes well they should be headed home tomorrow!

Oh yeah. Tomorrow is J-man's Birthday Party. This is going to cut into my baby time. Grr. We are taking 17 kids bowling and then 6 little boys are coming back to our house for a sleepover. Am I crazy? Ask me Sunday at noon. If I mumble and drool that is not a good sign, may need to call professionals.