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Ugh, I've had a terrible last 24 hours. My son decided to throw a MASSIVE tantrum yesterday all because I told him he was going to serve a 5 minute time out for climbing on snow banks before getting in my van, which I tell him EVERY DAY he can't do (it's cold enough that the snow is just building up in my van and making the carpets stink)
Cue screaming and swearing and telling me he hates me and wants to live with his dad forever. Then he refused to get in the van forcing me to pick him up to get him in his booster seat. As I did that, he flailed every which way and landed a solid kick in my stomach. Drove him the one minute home and he went up the steps on his own, but still screaming. He got his winter stuff off, but refused to move up the stairs, instead choosing to continue to scream and swear in my front hall. I gave him a warning that he could either stop and go to his room for a time out on his own, or I take him and he loses his birthday parties for today, and stays in his room for the night. He chose to keep screaming. Picked him up and went to get him up the stairs again, when he decided to flail again and landed another solid kick, right where Kesler is, in my stomach, and this time, I felt something snap, or detach, flip, switch, dislocate...not sure how to describe it. Got him to his room where he kept screaming and swearing, and throwing things and kicking his door (he just started counselling two weeks ago because of the divorce and the violent outbursts).
Eventually, he calmed down and we had a talk. He knew he kicked me in the stomach and I told him that he needs to settle down and use his words, because kicking me is going to hurt Freckle, and he burst out crying and kept apologizing and saying he didn't want to hurt Freckle. He could barely get the words out so I know he was very remorseful. In the end, we agreed that he would lose his TV and DVD Player for a week instead of the birthday parties.
Anyway, so Kesler decided not to move. At all. I poked him, drank sugary juice, ate straight out sugar, candy...and got no response in return. I didn't want to panic and rush to the hospital over it (mostly cuz I have no gas in my van), and because I didn't have any cramping or bleeding, but after 22 hours of no movement, I called the midwife who said there isn't much they could do at this stage anyway if he was hurt from the kicks, but that because there is no bleeding or cramping, that he's likely okay. She said he probably is responding to my pokes, but is probably turned inwards and kicking that way so that I can't feel them. She said to just wait for my ultrasound on Wednesday but she's confident everything is fine.
Then I had some Tostitos and salsa, and of course, he starts squirming up a storm. Now I'm having some cramping and braxton hicks, lots of gas, lol and he's resting.
