Jonathan Lipnicki

June 30, 2007 at 4:02 am (Foster Parenting, Solo Parenting)


Have you spent your days wondering whatever happened to Jonathan Lipnicki?  You know, the “human head weighs 8 pounds” kid from Jerry Maguire.  Well, turns out the kid freakishly has not gotten older.  I found him in a sleepy little river town last friday…

So everyone keeps telling me he looks adorable with them.  And he is adorable no matter what sort of freakish apparatus is strapped to his sweet face, but I am still in mourning.  The kicker?  I have been pushing the Lion’s Club Coming to Our Senses program – which truly my own silly pain aside is an awesome service.  They are able to screen small children 6mo’s-48mo’s for vision/eye problems – with my local child care centers and of all the kids I have lined up for screening, mine comes back in need of referral and now the coke bottles.  The other thing that stabs me is, I thought once when I was looking at one of his portraits that the light refractions in his pupils were slightly off and then I blew it off as one of my “know just enough to be dangerous” made up nursing diagnosis.  Now whenever I look at a picture of his I instantly see the left light refraction is slightly medial and higher…

I need to get over it and I will – I was sort of hoping the power of the blog would take care of it…

Oh and Jonathan’s mom got a little carried away with her ebay purchased hair razor thingy – sorry buddy I will let you have hair again some day.

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Vacation a Beautiful Thing

June 28, 2007 at 6:10 pm (Solo Parenting)

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How refreshing a vacation with loved ones can be.  My little guy and I have been adopted by a fantastic family and we are so blessed by their graciousness, unconditional love and kindness.  The little man got to spend some much needed time around men, you will notice he likes to try to walk just like them, con them into taking him for a bike ride and exploring the beach at their side.  He also took part in his first “men’s breakfast” a midwestern christian ritual. 

We both enjoyed the time away from the day to day grind, the gorgeous scenery and sand between our toes.  While I can’t speak for my son, I have always wanted to be a part of a large family, thought maybe I would marry into one, not looking near on the horizon so adoption, a very good thing.  And who can resist a luau on the beach, grass skirts, coconut bras and hula hoop contests.  Not us!

 We went tent camping in Michigan, the other members of our family were a little wiser than us (we are young, we will learn) had campers or cabins.  It only rained one night, and we had so wiped out the little guy that he slept right through the thunderstorm.  I was able to keep him dry, I did not fair quite so well.  They do not make tents like they used too!  Apparently I am now 75 and talking about the good old days.  I actually felt 75 after the first night sleeping on the ground.  It occurred to me that my great childhood memories of camping on the “mossy hill trail” were more than 20 years and a hundred pounds ago…

I had a great time and it wasn’t a mirage…again the power of the blog??!

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Has anyone found the off switch?

June 13, 2007 at 1:20 am (Foster Parenting, Solo Parenting)

lightswitch.jpgBoy I could use a break from life right now.  Hospital, the apartment we live in making my boy sick, now he needs glasses on top of everything else, a visit with birthmom tonight who is asking for an overnight visit, leaving the visit each time rips his little heart out, which in turn kills another piece of me, trying to figure out how to get us out of where we are living now without having to sign a year lease somewhere else…or should I suck it up and by a house here despite the fact that I hate where I work and have never liked this town.  Can someone please tell me where the off switch is?!

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Poor Little Guy

June 9, 2007 at 8:34 pm (Uncategorized)

So I have not posted for a long time, which is to be expected.  I have never been able to journal on a consistent basis so why I think I would blog, who knows…

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One reason is that my little guy has been in the hospital this week.  Poor little guy!  I never knew how exhausting it can be to not do anything in a 10 by 10 room 24 hours a day. 

I also got to see what a “real” nurse’s work life is like.  It probably would not have been as bad as I pictured it back in nursing school.  I am trying to think if the nurse did any of the actual hands on care and I don’t think she did.  Not saying this in a critical way.  It is just that there are so many people who do each part of the care-the respiratory therapist monitored his oxygen levels, breathing, lung functions and administered the breathing treatments; phlebotomists did the blood draws and associated testing; aides took his vitals; lab people did the chest x-rays, etc.  The nurse educated me on the admitting procedures, took the medical history and coordinated the flow of all the other people coming in and out of the room for the days and nights that followed.

What a difference nice people make.  But a note to all new medical folks, my kid will not like you no matter how hard you try, so please just get what you need to done and forget about making friends with him.  Make friends with mom, though, because we are scared and really need a friend.

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