Nola's Pre-K class had an end of the year party. It was an Alphabet party! They'd been learning the alphabet all year and putting together a book, so this was the grand finale! It started with an invite that Nola wrote herself.
So cute!
She was so excited to invite me to the party. She talked about it for weeks and kept telling me things they were going to do and then telling me she wasn't suppose to tell me :) Maybe she needs to work on keeping secrets? Actually, I'm fine if she never figures that out.
I walked into her classroom on the afternoon of her party and one of her classmates told me that she lost a tooth. I about cried right there. I was not expecting her loose tooth to fall out so quickly! She was so excited to tell me all about it.
It turns out that her classmate, Ethan, lost a tooth that morning. If I had to guess, I would say that Nola saw how much attention Ethan got for loosing his and decided her tooth was coming out ASAP. She told me that she started pushing on it really hard with her tongue while they were practicing the song for the party and it popped right out!
It was even the same tooth!
Look how cute they are!
Nola's class did a little play/song thing, Chicka Chicka Boom Boom. Then they sang a few more songs and we played alphabet bingo. Somehow we were the last two to win?!? We were hungry after all of the fun so they served us soft pretzels that each kid made for their parent. Nola made herself an "N" and me an "M". She was so excited to show it to me.
Her teacher, Mrs Kluever, passed out the alphabet books they worked on all year at the end. I loved how excited Nola was to show it to me.
Nola had a great year in Pre-K at St. Bonaventure. They were so welcoming from the very beginning and loved Nola so much. She grew so much during the school year and learn a lot. She also faced some unexpected lessons, like dealing with friendships and homework. She made so many friends especially with the teachers :) Every adult at the school told me one time or another that Nola was sweet. She never left before giving everyone a hug!
We signed Nola up for dance this year. She goes every Wednesday and I love that it gives me 50 minutes alone in the house :) She goes back and forth about it. Some days she can't wait to go, other days she throws a fit when I'm trying to get her changed into her hand-me-down leotards. The whole thing is expensive so I was so thankful that some co-workers kept their daughters shoes and dance outfits. There's also her costume, the dance t-shirts, and tights! It's crazy, but I'm sure all activities are going to get more expensive as she grows up!
The theme of their recital was "Sea Us Dance" so her costume, naturally, was a sailor. We went to the dress rehearsal the night before and she was pretty nervous. She didn't really dance, just looked around on stage. I was nervous that she would do the same thing at the recital but she did great! It was funny because she was a nervous wreck about it all day. Part of me thought she wouldn't go on stage but she did!
We invited family to come watch. My mom came up and Robert's Dad and sister. I waited to get ticket because I wasn't sure who wanted to come and ended up getting the very last row, there were a few rows behind us but nobody sat in them. Next time I'll know to order them faster!
Gramcy got her flowers. She loved them.
After the recital we went to DQ to celebrate!
Turk missed out on the recital and stayed at a friends house. The whole dance experience has been good overall. I think she really liked performing and I'm not surprised. I've got her signed up for T-ball this summer and I'm selfishly hoping she likes that better, but I guess we'll see!
The Saturday before Nola's birthday (Chuck E Cheese party day) Nola woke up with a lip. She didn't complain of it hurting, she just wasn't walking normally. We asked her about it but figured she had just bumped it at school and she would be fine. When I picked her up from school on Monday they told me that it had gotten worse throughout the day, so I decided to make a doctor's appointment for Tuesday. I was trying to avoid that because I didn't want her to have to go to the doctor on her birthday, but I really thought they would just tell me she bruised it and it would heal itself. I made the appointment for after school so she wouldn't miss any of her birthday festivities!
We drove straight from school to the doctor in David City. Dr. Summers examined her knee and decided to get an X-ray because it was a bit swollen. So, we went back to get her first X-ray. She did a great job and thought it was pretty cool. When the X-rays came back normal, the doctor decided to get some blood work done. Nola had a slight fever and her knee was warm to the touch, so he was worried that there might be an infection. A nurse came in and took blood through a finger poke. Nola was not happy about that. It was heart breaking, at one point she asked me why we had to do this on her birthday, I felt terrible but still thought we would be home to celebrate soon.
The blood work came back with high counts of white blood cells which aligned with the doctors' fear that the joint was infected. He called down to Children's Hospital in Omaha to get a second opinion then came in to tell us that we should go down there immediately. Ummm, excuse me? He explained that if it was an infected joint then the infection could start breaking down the cartilage and cartilage can't be repaired so she would have chronic pain in her knee. Children's hospital had more resources to diagnose it and figure out treatment. I don't remember the specifics of that conversation but I'm pretty sure I said "but it's her birthday" about a hundred times. We went home to pack a bag and wait for Robert and Turk. Luckily, our neighbor was more than happy to take Turk for the night, so we loaded up and drove an hour to Omaha and checked into the emergency room.
Nola got "a few" stickers from Dr. Summers, so when they asked her to put on a gown she wanted to take the stickers off of her shirt and put them on the gown. Daddy told her she could move one, luckily Mommy was able to get them all off together- that still counts as one, right?
Showing off her stickers, still in good spirits.
While we were waiting we told everyone it was her birthday. Nurses, and even the helicopter pilot, brought her stickers to add to her collection. One of the nurses even brought her a brand new Candy Land game!
When the ER doctor came in she did an examination and right away said that she didn't think it was an infection. Nola was moving around on it too well, she said most kids wouldn't be able to walk. So they did another X-ray and then said they needed more blood. They knew she might need an IV so they tried to do that first but it didn't work, so they just took blood- if you're keeping count, that's 3 pokes. She got poked so much more the next couple of days :( Blood work showed that, again, white blood cells were high. Doctors were confused because the physical exam wasn't matching the lab work (according to the lab work, she shouldn't be able to walk around) so they called in the bone doctor. The bone doctor extracted fluid from her knee (another poke) and said immediately that it was infected. He told us that she would need to go to the OR immediately to get her knee flushed out, so 20 minutes later we were holding her down to get an IV in, it took two tries :( and just before midnight on her 5th birthday she was in her first surgery.
The surgery didn't last too long but by the time we were able to see her it was almost 1 am. Fun birthday, huh? We were shown to a short stay room that really wasn't too bad. There was a couch that laid out into a queen sized bed and a recliner.
The doctors said that it was infected and that she just must be a tough kid, which is why she could move around so well. The next two days would basically be a waiting game. We were waiting to see if bacteria would grow on a culture and what kind of bacteria to see how to treat it. In the mean time she was getting her antibiotics through IV. She was still pretty drugged up the day after the surgery and wasn't really awake until the afternoon. Robert had bought a cake on the way home to celebrate her birthday and it was still in the car so I went to a near by toy store and bought her some activities she could do in the hospital. I dropped the cake off at the nurses station and asked if they would come in and sing to her. A few minutes later about 6 of them came in singing with the cake, a balloon, and a couple of presents. It was very sweet but I think she was overwhelmed by it all.
This is when they came in, she was still a little groggy.
The next day she was more herself. She was walking around a bunch and was soooooo excited when Robert's mom and sister brought Turk up to visit. She was missing him quite a bit.
They stayed until her evening IV treatment. When the nurses started it they realized the IV had gone bad which meant taking it out and putting another one in. By this time she was over all of it and so tired. She fought us hard the whole time and at one point screamed, "it feels like scissors" which broke my heart. After that ordeal she passed out.
The next morning at 6 they drew blood again (it took 2 tries) to see if the white blood cell count had gone down. The doctor came in and said that everything looked great and we should be able to go home after she takes one dose of her antibiotics orally. We were able to try at 2 and she threw a fit. She spit out the first half and we ended up having to hold her down to get her to take the second half. Because she spit out half of it the doctor said that we had to stay and try again at 8. Then she said that if Nola couldn't take all of it at 8 she would have to get a tube placed in her nose to her stomach so she could take it that way. Because she would have to have that done in the OR they wouldn't be able to do it until Monday, which would mean spending the weekend in the hospital.
We spent the next 6 hours talking to Nola about how important it was that she take all of her medicine at 8. She wanted to go home, we wanted to go home, and everyone was missing Turk. Luckily, the thought of not seeing Turk for two more days was enough for her to be brave and swallow all of it. We were out the door a few minutes later. Nola got to ride to the car in the wagon and thought that was pretty cool!
Bacteria didn't grow on the culture, which is pretty common- according to the doctor. He said that it was an infection, but with no bacteria we don't know exactly what kind caused it. If we knew what kind we might be able to determine where it came from. His guess is that it came in from a cut somewhere on the body and made it's way to her knee. He said that a child's knee joint is so small that it probably got caught there and started to grow. Apparently it's not uncommon in children (although more common in the hip) and they see about 1 case per week.
We are so thankful for everyone that called, texted, and commented. And especially thankful for our neighbors and families. Our neighbors watched Turk the first night and following day until Robert's mom and sister came up and took over. Then my mom drove up on Friday to watch him and stayed through the weekend so I could take a nap :)
When we got home the house was decorated for Nola's birthday (curtesy of Mary and Jennie) and Nola's teacher sent cards from her class and the daycare kids. My brother and sister-in-law sent a "box of sunshine" which Nola loved (she loves anything from Hannah), and my sister sent us some Nothing Bunt Cakes which I loved (I love anything with the word "cake" in it).
I know that we are very lucky that it wasn't anything serious and that our hospital stay wasn't longer. I also know that while it was hard to be there on her birthday it's probably not something she's going to remember and like much of the last week, it was much harder on me than it was one her. I'm just glad we have that "first" out of the way!
The day after Chuck E Cheese we surprised Nola with tickets to the Princess Ball as our birthday present. We drove to Omaha and had lunch. At lunch I gave her a gift- some sparkly shoes and a small notebook and pen- and told her about the ball. She was pretty excited but also a little confused. We took her to the mall to get her hair done first.
It was super cute but the wind blew out most of the curls before we even got to the ball!
Then we took her to JC Penny's and let her pick out a dress. I was hoping she would pick out the Elena dress but they were all sold out. She chose an Alice in Wonderland dress (not really a princess, but we just went with it) but refused to take her shirt off underneath of it. It was a battle. There were many small battles that day, which was frustrating because in my head this was going to be a magical day full of fun surprises. But, I just had to keep reminding myself that she's a kid and she had a good time. After dress shopping we went to the make up counter and she got some blush and lip gloss, then we were on our way to the ball!
We weren't sure what to expect. I had ordered the VIP tickets, which included a coronation, but there was some miscommunication and we missed it. I got my money back, and Nola never knew about the original plan, so in the end it was fine. It's not like I cried at the princess ball or anything.... Like I said, many battles.
There was a stage and one or more of the princesses were on it at all times, singing their songs or reading a story. Nola was so happy to watch Ana and Elsa but after that she wanted to walk around, meet the princesses, and get their autographs in her notebook.
I also bought a necklace that was given to Nola by Princess Tiana. It was an Elena necklace, it was suppose to match the dress that JC Penny's didn't have.....
Over the next hour we met all of the princesses and filled up her book! She was most excited to see Princess Elena, Aurora, and Ariel.
You guys. Snow White was legit in character THE WHOLE TIME. There was a moment when a princess on stage asked the audience a question and she was next to me and a bunch of parents, not a kid in close proximity, and she played it up. Like, I was kind of embarrassed for her. She also spent a lot of time dancing with the kids. It's crazy that people do this for a living.
At one point they asked any kid that had a birthday in October to come up on stage and they sang Happy Birthday Princess. Nola was pretty nervous about it. There were a lot of kids on stage. I don't think they all had October birthdays......
Ana and Elsa had a long line the whole time so we waited until the end to see them. Nola was pretty excited about them. I had Turk join in on the fun for this one.
It was a fun day, but with the birthday party the day before it made for a long weekend. I also think I expected too much. Nola was tired, I was tired, but the ball was really neat. Everyone was super nice and I think she felt special!
