Oh, Charis

This afternoon, shortly before dinner, Charis and Josiah were wrestling, as usual. They do this regularly. Start on the couch, fall off the couch, someone yells because they fall off of the couch. The yeller then jumps onto the pusher and the whole thing starts again on the floor. At some point, the event might move back onto the couch. It's pretty interesting to watch because Charis is a tiny thing. She finally broke the 30 pound mark a couple of weeks ago. She's dark haired, dark eyed, dark completed, lean and strong. Her favorite wrestling partner is Josiah. He is thirteen weeks older than she is. He is at least ten pounds heavier, blond, blue eyed, fair skinned. A stout little man. It's really quite a picture. I guess I should take one sometime.

Right after they finished wrestling, I don't really remember who won or who was angry. But Charis started to gag as if she was going to be sick. Kevin rushed her to the bathroom. It only took me a couple of seconds to realize that she had....wait for it.....swallowed a LEGO!!!!! It was stuck in her throat, but she could still breathe.

I called the pediatrician who said we needed to take her into Urgent Care. But, as we were talking, Charis told Kevin that the Lego was in her tummy. It had shifted through her esophagus and into her stomach. That's the good news. My baby was no longer in pain. (Although she still wanted to go to Urgent Care because she had so much fun there two weeks ago when she had a double ear infection.)

The bad news? Now we have to watch her for the next few days for sign of an obstruction....

Oh, Charis......


And I wonder why my head hurts all of the time.