Letter to Rory
Dear Lorelai,
Today, December 10 2008, you were eating some dried fruit with dinner and decided to shove a dried blueberry up your itty bitty baby nose. Why did you do that?
At first it was kinda funny. A blueberry in my child's nose...classic!
It took us 2 hours to get it out!! We tried blowing but you wouldn't blow hard enough, we tried sneezing and that helped loosen it but then you'd sniffle and suck it back up. We tried using a nose suctioner to help loosen it with the force of the air. That helped suck the piles of snot your body was making to help eject it.
It wasn't funny anymore. Momma was getting worried and it wasn't coming out. You weren't laughing anymore either. You were screaming. Snot was pouring down your face...along with tears.
Auntie Kevi had to help hold you down while I tried to get it out. No luck. Then Dadda came home and helped hold you down too...still no luck!
The doctor said we had to take you to the hospital if we couldn't get you to blow it out. It was bedtime but you weren't allowed to go to sleep because you could have choked on it in your sleep if it moved.
Finally we went to Grandma's house as a last attempt before the hospital. After almost an hour there you FINALLY sneezed it out! But we couldn't find it and weren't sure if you had actually sneezed it out or not. We had to hold you down more to look up with a flashlight...and we didn't see anything.
Daddy was worried that you had sucked it too deep to see and you would choke. Grandma thought maybe I was wrong and it was just a scab (since you just LOVE to pick your nose) and the scab had come out. But Momma KNEW it was a blueberry and knew that it was too big for you to suck further up than it was.
We let you play for a few minutes to calm down and when Momma bent down to pick you up she saw a blueberry on the carpet. A soggy, snot covered, falling apart blueberry! IT CAME OUT!!!
You were so happy that we stopped holding you down. Poor baby! You didn't know why we were torturing you or why your nose hurt. You kept pointing to your nose and saying "momma nose ow! nose ow!"
Now that you're okay and we know that the blueberry is in fact out it is kinda funny again. My silly girl. No more blueberries in your nose! Or anything else!
We're going to really have to work on you not picking your nose anymore. I thought that just ignoring it would make you stop eventually...but if you're going to progress from fingers up the nose to FOOD up the nose you HAVE to stop!
My little blueberry girl. You're sleeping soundly now and we can go to bed too. I love you so much.
Love,
Momma