O' Holy Night

The kids, my mom and I head out to the annual, Hickman Christmas party. I won't even try to describe, as no one would understand the Christmas monstrosity that are the Hickman parties. It is so amazing, that there are actual tours that run through the house and Wednesday's child has even aired from this house on a local tv station.

Beautiful house, amazing food, never ending drinks, friends that we have not seen in forever, family..what else could any one ask for.

Yada, yada, yada, we know where all this is going don't we?!

Well before I get to the "good stuff," Addison was also planning on her first slumber party this evening! My best friend came in from Houston with her daughters and invited Addi to stay with them at her mom's house. Addison was a little apprehensive, but once she saw Emma, she was FIRED up to say the least. If wanting to strip at the Hickman's party in front of at least 100 people, or talking to bananas, or screaming "zippity doo daa," has any inflection on how excited she was, I think she was just a tad happy to go stay with Emma and Julie, even if Duke didn't make the trip.

The party is a come and go party. I let Matt get a kitchen pass, as much as he wanted to go, I could tell he was worn out from the Peter's Christmas, we just hosted at our house, endless traveling for work, and starting another work week the next day.



So Jake, Addison and my mom stop by for a moment and plan to do "the switch" with Julie, that is leaving my first and only girl for her first sleepover.

As my mom and I are heading out, we take Jake's new helmet off. Jake plays around my mom on the pristine, white ceramic tile. He figures he is bored over there, 10 feet from me, and makes his way to me. I am watching him make that 10-12 foot journey to me...I am talking to Julie's sister about Jake and greater aspirations for all, I watch him, in slow motion, fall face forward into the gorgeous white tile. I look at my mom and she is too watching him, but not moving...this is probably over a 2-3 second time period , but I feel as if it is 10 minutes. I go get Jake, and finally, that awful, gut wrenching, head cracking, sound rings in my ears. The sound that literally made the room stand still. I remember looking around and trying to see if everyone was looking at us, but they weren't, however the noise, that I could barely hear myself think over, was now silent.

I pick up my son and am sooo happy to see NO BLOOD!!!! I hold him, as my mother and Rosie cry. I then start to cry, not for Jake per say, but because of the anguish I saw in their eyes. The hope and the desperation they want for Jake.



Andrea runs and gets an ice pack, I blow her off, as I don't need it. He only has a blood blister. A couple minutes pass as we plan on Addi's big night. I look back at Jakerdoodle and the blood blister now has a friend. A golf ball right in between his eyes. I then start to panic.

I have never seen a welt on the head that big. After much over analyzing and contemplation, Matt and I take Jake to an after hours pediatric care by our ouse. The dr. does a thorough exam and we don't have to go get a cscan, as previously recommended by another pediatric after care clinic.



The kid looks like "Rocky" from Mask, starring Cher, and will surely have 2 black eyes to greet Santa's presents, but he is fine.

It is better to light one candle than to curse the darkness.

God Bless~ Christine

I am unsure if "the crack" and fall was a seizure or not...assuming it wasn't yesterdays count was 1-2, if that.

today we have had none until I started typing as he has had 2.