Time out from Vinyl...Time for me to enjoy my kids

I have been unbelievable busy with my little vinyl business the last 3 months.  When I started this I honestly just thought it would be awesome for Jay to spend the money for me to have a little side business, when secretly I thought it wouldn't go anywhere, but I could have all the vinyl I ever wanted.  It is amazing what moving so many times has done to make a business grow.  We have people calling us from all most all the wards that we have lived in wanting vinyl...sometimes at all hours!  Then we put together a website and things got even more busy.  I generally get about 15-20 orders a week on top of that I was doing 6 wards super saturdays, and I did three craft fairs.  I went a little crazy, but I just kept thinking that I really loved what I do.  I had a hard time at night after working several hours (like anywhere from 7-16 hours a day for six days in a row for the last three months).  Plus I was being asked to take family pictures for people that I adored, so I didn't want to turn them down.  I was completely overwhelmed I was struggling with not being able to feel like a mom.  Even though I was home, I didn't feel like I was really a stay at home mom. 

I was toying with the idea of taking the last two weeks of December off, and last night was the final push to take the remainder of the month off.  (Don't worry for those of you that have ordered, I will finish up your things this week...I planned on that from the time I made this decision...plus it is some of my Christmas money!)

I had been working in the office again for several hours yesterday and Paisley's favorite thing to do while I am working is dump out the garbage can in the office (so it is mostly just paper and vinyl stuff) and that intertains her for several hours a day.  I let her do it and then clean it up when I am done each night.  Well I put her to bed around 7:30 and she was asleep in just minutes.  I had gone back in her room atleast three times in the next 30 minutes or so to put things away and she was just sound asleep.   Then Jay got home at 8:30 with a movie and we all got ready for bed and were laying in our room waiting for him to finish checking his email (he has an online business too) and all of a sudden Paisley started screaming.  This is our very melow child, so this was very out of character for her.  I thought it was strange and was thinking I should go check on her, when I could here Jay coming down the hall to see what was going on.  Bridger went with him and came running back in the room saying he thought Paisley was sick because dad says he thinks she wants to throw up.  I got up to see what was going on, and took her into the bathroom.  I could tell she wasn't acting normal and I told him I thought she might have something in her mouth.  Every couple of seconds she would get really big eyes and fling her arms around and then she was fine.  We got out a flash light and looked in her mouth and sure enough there was something in it.  When we would lay her on her back to try to get at it, then it would block her airway.  I could tell it was a peice of plastic of some sort, and we would try to get it out it wouldn't move.  We tried getting out and several times over a couple of minutes and she kept gagging on it and throwing up, and every time we would try to get at it again, she couldn't breathe. 

I told Jay to call 911, she was screaming this whole time too, any time she could breathe she was screaming.  Jay told them what was going on and I said a silent prayer to my Father in Heaven for help as the dispatcher was sending out an ambulance.  I just kept thinking I didn't want what ever was in her mouth to permantley get stuck in her throat.  I turned her over one last time and grabbed at the peice of plastic one more time and got it out.  Jay let the dispatcher know and they had the ambulance turn around.

Then we all let out a sigh of relief and Jay, me, Bridger and Macie all started sobbing.  (Emy had fallen asleep during all of this)  I cried off and on for a good hour or two and just kept thinking that we were so lucky she was okay.  I was so greatful that she was able to get our attention and let us know something was wrong.  Earlier that day I had opened up a package of paper and she had gotten part of the plastic wrapper in her mouth.  I have no idea how long she had it in her mouth, but we feel so blessed that she is okay.  I couldn't have imagined what would have happened had it been once we had all fallen asleep for the night.  I am thankful to my Father in Heaven for the wonderful children that I have been blessed with and that he watches over and protects us. 

One thing that was funny, not at the time though, was we were all in our PJ's (also known as underware) when we were on the phone with 911.  I yelled to Bridger to go and grab me my PJ's (a T-shirt and shorts), he had been gone for a while and so I called his name again.  He came running to the bathroom just pushing his arm through his sleeve.  I said go get my pajamas, he said "It's okay, I don't want pajamas, I want to wear clothes, is this okay?"  As he motions to the shirt that he is wearing.  I said I need pajamas!!   He then caught on and ran and got my PJs, and then I sent him to get something for Jay to wear.  I could just imagine opening the door to the paramedics in our undies...it would have been priceless!