Nope, not a hair issue... Need another clue?
I think you might be getting warmer.....
I feel I should give you a little background first because I have not written too much about our little Ava. She is what I like to call "my little Curious George." Ava doesn't seem to be the kind of kid who learns from others' experiences, she is more of a first-hand knowledge type of girl! That is where she and Mayah are totally different. I am already afraid of what's to come with Ava. She will definitely keep Clint and me on our feet at all times and has proven to do so from the get go! She is always keeping me busy cleaning up after she's pulled every last Q-tip out of the box, or all of Clint's socks out of his sock drawer; or making me chase her up the stairs after I turn my back for a second.... and her personal favorite: sticking EVERYTHING in her mouth. Like when she found an old, tiny, fuzzy raisin on the floor at Whole Foods and was eating it before I figured out what it was, or the time I pulled a pebble out from between her two front teeth. It must not have bothered her, based on the enormous smile that revealed the pebble to me. Which brings me to my story.
This morning while I was making our bed, Ava was on the floor in the room playing with a doll of Mayah's that I had given to her to keep her occupied. I should have known that Ava needs something more interesting to keep her attention, because moments later I heard coughing coming from the bathroom. I walked in to find Ava with a tube of permanent hair color in her hand, the contents of which were dripping from her mouth. I freaked at the sight of red dye running down her cheeks, chin, hands and consequently everything she touched. My first reaction was to flush her mouth with water and wipe the mess off her face and hands. Then it dawned on me that it could be poisonous. I dialed 411-connect on my cell phone and asked for Poison Control, only to be patched through to an invalid number. More aggravated than before, I re-dialed and asked for a different number. This time, as I held my breath, it worked and soon I was talking to a rational human being on the other end. After describing the complete details of the substance Ava had potentially swallowed, I was placed on hold for what seemed an eternity (although it was only about 60 seconds in reality). The woman returned and asked one last pointed question, "It wasn't the developer was it?" I said no, feeling a little relieved, and then she continued to calm my anxiousness. She said I had done the right thing by flushing it down with water, and to just continue to watch carefully to make sure there's no problems with her airway. She suggested giving her juice or formula to coat her stomach and make sure she didn't show signs of vomiting or irritation. Once again, I'm grateful to have her survive the risks of a day in the life of Ava. There have been many falls, bumps, and scares that have left me wondering how she'll ever make it to her first birthday. This was just one more occasion for worry and relief at the same time. If there's one thing I can say about Ava, it is that there is never a dull moment. She is a full-time job and keeps me on my toes. If this is any sign of what's to come, I think she'll have an adventure-filled life.
This morning while I was making our bed, Ava was on the floor in the room playing with a doll of Mayah's that I had given to her to keep her occupied. I should have known that Ava needs something more interesting to keep her attention, because moments later I heard coughing coming from the bathroom. I walked in to find Ava with a tube of permanent hair color in her hand, the contents of which were dripping from her mouth. I freaked at the sight of red dye running down her cheeks, chin, hands and consequently everything she touched. My first reaction was to flush her mouth with water and wipe the mess off her face and hands. Then it dawned on me that it could be poisonous. I dialed 411-connect on my cell phone and asked for Poison Control, only to be patched through to an invalid number. More aggravated than before, I re-dialed and asked for a different number. This time, as I held my breath, it worked and soon I was talking to a rational human being on the other end. After describing the complete details of the substance Ava had potentially swallowed, I was placed on hold for what seemed an eternity (although it was only about 60 seconds in reality). The woman returned and asked one last pointed question, "It wasn't the developer was it?" I said no, feeling a little relieved, and then she continued to calm my anxiousness. She said I had done the right thing by flushing it down with water, and to just continue to watch carefully to make sure there's no problems with her airway. She suggested giving her juice or formula to coat her stomach and make sure she didn't show signs of vomiting or irritation. Once again, I'm grateful to have her survive the risks of a day in the life of Ava. There have been many falls, bumps, and scares that have left me wondering how she'll ever make it to her first birthday. This was just one more occasion for worry and relief at the same time. If there's one thing I can say about Ava, it is that there is never a dull moment. She is a full-time job and keeps me on my toes. If this is any sign of what's to come, I think she'll have an adventure-filled life.
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I have so been there!!! Katie got into axle gress at 5 o'clock in the morning. I felt so aweful.
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