True Adventures

Well, the name of this blog is "the Adventures of the 'Little Missy'". So, we decided that is was time to kick up the adrenaline a notch or two.

True Adventure #1 (rating: PG-13 - scary situations)

It has been a normal part of the night routine for Elisa to wake up sometime between 3 and 4am for a snack. This might be what some would actually call "comfort food". We think that she only wanted to "snack" to know that we are there and that everything is okay. These snacks usually last only 10 minutes or so, but have been a burden to the joy of sleep. Anyway, a few nights ago Elisa called out "snack time". It was 3:30am. I got up and went to her room. I picked her up and carried her to her sleeping mother. I woke Jennifer and she maneuvered herself so that Elisa could lay between Jennifer and the edge of the bed (foreshadowing here). I went back to sleep and I want to say that poor Jennifer did too, but I don't think she ever woke up to be able to go back to sleep.

After a few minutes we heard the worst sound ever (like a loud smashing). Elisa screamed and cried out and we both knew what had happened. She had rolled over, right off the bed and on to the hard wood floor, hitting her head. I freaked out. We both (Jennifer and I) started to cry as we knew that this was a scary and serious situation. Jennifer picked Elisa up and she stopped crying (not a good stop, a scary stop). I took Elisa from Jennifer as the crying started back up and we rushed to get clothes on and get out the door to the ER. The time was 3:45am.

We rushed through the empty streets of Porto Alegre to the hospital we thought we were supposed to go to. However, this particular hospital doesn't have pediatric care (go figure). So, we rushed off to another hospital that we felt better about. The time was approximately 4:20am.

We got to the second hospital and Elisa has calmed down considerably. We didn't know if this was good or bad. If she had a concussion we didn't want her to sleep. Needless to say, we were very worried. We rushed into this hospital's ER and told them the situation. They had us sign in and wait. Meanwhile, Elisa is waving at the technicians and talking in her baby talk. I still didn't know what to think, but I thought it was possible that she was alright.

The doc called us in. We explained that Elisa fell out of the bed and hit her head on the flood. She took one look at Elisa and asked, "Why are you here?" Elisa was just fine. She was playing and laughing and talking. She didn't have any marks or signs of a head injury.

We left and made it back home around 5:15am. We put Elisa back to bed (she fell asleep immediately). As we started to calm down and get ourselves settled we noticed that Jennifer has some magazines and a pair of rubber sandals on the floor on her side of the bed. We don't know for sure, but it seems possible that the "smash" we heard was the magazines and sandals breaking Elisa's fall. I think Elisa was asleep and the fall scared her into crying.

This experience inspired me to break her of her "snack" time each night. Thankfully, it only took one night. The first night she woke up and cried. I went to her and comforted her, letting her know that we were in the next room. I put her back down and she fell back asleep. Every night since she hasn't woken up. Instead, she has been sleeping until about 9am. Praise God! Praise him that she is healthy and well and that she is a good sleeper.

True Adventure #2 (no rating, just warning - deals with excrement!)

Today I went to get Elisa up from a nap. We had heard her for several minutes playing in her bed. When I took a look at her in her crib I was shocked to see that her diaper was only wrapped around one leg and that there was poop everywhere! It was in little balls all over the place! I yelled to Jennifer for reinforcements and then went in for a closer look. Upon lifting this poor child out of a pile of her one fical matter I noticed a little ball of poo stuck to the side of her face. "Nasty" is all I have to say about that one. All in all it was pretty easy to clean. It was just gross. I consider all of us lucky that the poop was in some serious ball shapes and it wasn't pasty. That would have been horrible!


Well, those have been the latest in what I am sure will be a long list of stories in the life of Elisa Lucena Terry. Stay tuned for more amazing "Adventures of the 'little missy'"!