Jace Baby

 

All of my posts lately have been primarily of Kallan, so I thought it was time for a Jace post.  This little baby is so sweet.  He has literally just stolen my heart.  He's getting so big already, and talking and cooing and smiling.  I can just hold him and love him and kiss his little face all day long.  He's such a good baby. And lucky to be alive really, with Kallan around.  Kallan loves him and loves to help with him and hold him, but he is a terror.  He hits Jace in the face as hard as he can with his toys.  He covers his mouth and nose with his hand so Jace can't breathe while saying, "Shhhh baby" He likes to use the top of his head as a drum.  He tries to put things up his nose and he likes to punch him in the stomach. 

I have to watch them together really close, but even when I'm right there, and I mean right there, we're talking when I'm nursing Jace, he's in my arms, and Kallan walks up smiling innocently and hits him before I even know what's happening.

 The other day Kallan went downstairs and found a box of uncooked corkscrew pasta, tore it open, and shook it like a poloroid picture all over my basement.  It took over an hour to clean up.  Well a few days after that we were downstairs and I had Jace in the bouncer saucer on the floor and I was sitting by him talking to him.  Kallan came over and was being so nice and kept bending over him to give him kisses.  I looked away for a moment and then heard Jace making gagging noises. I looked back and his face was all red and he started choking.  So I sat him up and patted his back thinking he spit up and was gagging it back down.  Well, he stopped breathing.  Like, could not pass air, full on choking.  So I immediately went into action and started doing back blows, and I could not figure out why they weren't working.  So after another round of back blows, I flipped him over getting ready to do CPR when Kallan pointed into his mouth saying, "Here, here" so I looked and could see a little circle back in his throat.  So I flipped him over again and did more back blows until I could finally get it up high enough that I was able to reach into his mouth and pull out a piece of uncooked pasta that I apparently missed while cleaning it up the other day.  Kallan had pushed it down his throat.  Jace finally started breathing and bawling, and I was so shocked, scared, relieved, and mad that I just became overwhelmed and started crying too.  How do you get mad at a toddler who doesn't understand that he almost killed his baby brother? Ugh it was awful.  I just hugged them both and tried my best to tell Kallan that he can't ever put things in baby's mouth because he could die. I can't turn my back even for a second.