sometimes the unexpected happens.  one minute you're at the pool, enjoying the cool water in the heat with your baby, thinking about when your hubby is arriving home and what you'll make for dinner.  life is good and everything is okay.  and then suddenly it's not and your baby turns blue and starts seizing in your arms as you run down the street in a panicked frenzy screaming help at the top of your lungs.  yesterday evening, holden had a seizure as we were leaving the pool.  he has breath holding spells and it appears like this breath holding spell was a severe one, resulting in a seizure.  probably the single, most terrifying moment in my entire life.  my heart still hasn't slowed, my hand still hasn't stopped trembling, the lump in my throat remains.  i'm still not over the trauma that was yesterday.