Thursday, September 13, 2012

On turning 28

Tomorrow I turn 28. It's sort of weird, because I feel like I'm still 17. I guess that might never go away. It's a big birthday for me. On this birthday I am older than my big brother ever got. I know the official date was back in May, but as he was 27 when he died and I've been 27 all year, if feels like for a short while we were the same age. Now, I'm older. Last year I was mournful about my birthday. It seemed wrong to become the age he never grew older than. A whole year later, it seems like time. It's time for me to step into 28. So, tomorrow I look forward to being a bit older than him, and enjoying my life with my two kids and wonderful husband. Here's to birthdays and celebrating and growing older!

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Sitting around

So, to recap from this week. Sitting around and watching tv, sitting around and nursing (very carefully), sitting around and surfing the web, laying in bed and sleeping, laying on the couch and sleeping, laying on the couch and watching tv, eating bowls of soup and plates of salad.

The end.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Gallbladder is Gone

Yesterday I went in for lapriscopic surgery to remove my gallbladder. Everything went really well. The doctor told Caleb that I had hundreds of stones. Many of them were the size of the previously lodged stones which gave me so much trouble back in March. So, it was a good thing we decided to remove my gallbladder. The main reason we decided to go through with the surgery was because there was a high chance of a stone becoming lodged and causing pancreantitus again and much worse, potentially life long problems such as diabetes.

With my current low fat diet I haven't had very many symptoms, but the fear of pancreantitus was always in my thoughts.

Now I don't have to live in fear! What a huge relief. I honestly can't imagine being able to eat without that constant worry. It has been a very long 5 months and I am thankful to be putting this time behind me.

Please be praying for a quick recovery. I am in a lot of pain and am feeling nervous about Caleb's return to work on Thursday. My stomach feels like part of my guts were taken out (Caleb says I must be in touch with my body, since that's about what happened).

Thanks for all your prayers and encouragement these last 2 days.

On a side note, Amelia is trying to suck her thumb which is super cute!!

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Back to School

It is that time of year where pencils are pretty and the pouches are even better. Where cute folders are on display all over and backpacks and lunch boxes are themed. This is the start of the jean season and close toed shoes.

That is, for everyone else.

This year, is the first year in many, where September means nothing different. I will wear flip flops until it grows cold, I don't need to purchase any pencils or folders, school books are replaced with novels and backpacks are for travel.

Next year will be kindergarten for Cole and we will be back at the shopping and transition. However, this year we are happy to be doing the same thing next week as we did last (well, sort of, because next week I'm having gallbladder removal surgery, so it'll be an interesting week).

Anyway, we're enjoying the crisper evenings and love the idea of sitting down with a cup of coffee to read a fun book!

Monday, August 20, 2012

Quick Trip to Florida

Hi. As many of you know, I went to Florida to say good-bye to my grandpa. I wanted to be a support to my dad as he waved farewell to his dad and his last remaining parent. I know it was a difficult time for him as we all re-lived moments from Nate's funeral. Death is so final and even when someone is ill (such as grandpa was), it is still sad to know that it is the end. I am thankful that grandpa found a personal relationship with Jesus later in his life-- it didn't make him perfect by any means, but it gave him forgiveness and and eternity with God. I imagine he and Nate (they had a very special relationship) sitting somewhere and catching up.

While I didn't get any pictures of the actual funeral, I did get pictures of the fun times we all had together as the legacy grandpa passed to us.









Thursday, July 26, 2012

9 Years

Today marks 1/3 of my life spent with Caleb. Wow. Hard to believe it's been 9 years. We've had adventures, sorrows, joy, babies, and most of all love. It's been hard earned and fought for every day. I'm more in love today than I was 9 years ago, that's for sure!



Saturday, July 21, 2012

2 kidlets

I said I would update you, and so here goes:

Life with two isn't as hard in some respects as I thought and is much harder in others.

I am not having an issue balancing the physical care of two children (food, clothes, etc) but I am having a hard time balancing Cole's emotional needs with Amelia's need to be in my arms 99% of the time. It is difficult to spend the needed time with Cole and therefore he's acting out. I sometimes am a bit overwhelmed at his outbursts and instead of setting Amelia down, and picking Cole up, I just get mad at Cole.

Yesterday was a particularly difficult day with Cole and this morning instead of going back to sleep after Amelia's early (5:30 am) feeding, I decided to stay up. I read my Bible, took some time to pray, and did quite a bit of cleaning. I know in my head that I need that time to be alone and get stuff done, but it's just so dang hard to get my booty out of bed.

So, there's the update. Things are mostly good with some hard points-- but doesn't that describe just about everything in life?

Here are a few pictures from the last few weeks. :)









Monday, July 2, 2012

Real life begins again!

We have been blessed with a job that allows for extended time off when a baby is born. Caleb has been off for almost a month and sadly tomorrow he goes back to work. I'm not sure how women can manage if their husband goes back to work after only a few days. We have had a fantastic first month with Amelia and have bonded as a family to be sure!

Now it's back to real life and learning how to handle and juggle 2 kids. I'm a little nervous.

I'll let you know how it goes!

Friday, June 15, 2012

Amelia Claire

We are so thankful for this new addition to our family. Amelia Claire.

Last Wednesday at my prenatal I found out our little girl was breach, and after trying hand stands in the pool, and many interesting techniques to try to move her into the normal position, we were not successful. This little girl was comfy and wanted to stay put!

Thursday morning I had a few contractions and thought possibly my water had broken, so I went into my midwife to be checked out again. Turns out, I was more dilated than the day before and she was still footling breach. So, in an effort to keep me from an emergency, my midwife admitted me into the labor and delivery. We were having a baby!

The plan was to do a technique called aversion. It is a risky maneuver where they monitor the baby, placenta, and cord with ultra sound while manually moving the baby from the outside. They basically shoved their hands well into my stomach and picked the baby up and turned her. Statistically speaking, this technique only works about 40% of the time and can often lead to further complications (meaning a c-section). We had to sign all kinds of concent forms for both the aversion as well as the possible c-section.

They gave me a shot of something to relax my cervix and give them the best chance at turning her. They tried to turn her 3 times without success, but the 4th go around she turned. I'm pretty sure it was one of the most painful things I've ever gone through.

They broke my water to engage her further, and then wrapped me in a giant belt to keep her from turning back, and made me sit still for an hour. Once I was allowed to move, my labor started in full force. It was much more painful thank Cole's because it was so much faster. My contractions were so close together for the whole labor that I was unable to really catch my breath. It was a challenge for sure.

Caleb was able to 'catch' her, which was a really special thing for him and something he has wanted since Cole was born. She was beautiful! She looked just like Cole when he was born- a little squished, but also such similar featured.

We were released about 24 hours later and have been recovering at home this week. It's hard to believe she is 7 days today-- my due date!

We have been blessed beyond belief by Amelia Claire's arrival. She was 7lbs 15oz and 20 3/4 inches long with a full head of dark brown hair!

I will post pictures soon. For some reason I can't get them to load from my iPad (which is what I'm writing from today).

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Baby Girl

Hi Friends and Family.

Can you please be praying for this little girl who is making things interesting still! She is now breach with one foot and her bum sitting completely down and the rest of her is a bit sideways. I am 4-5cm dilated and 90% effaced, so it appears that she will be born soon (like the next few days), however if I go into natural labor, she will need to be a c-section, as my midwife is not allowed to do a breach delivery.

So, I'm doing everything I can to get her to move into the right position and once she's there, hoping I go into natural labor and everything will move along smoothly. If she doesn't move by my appointment next week, then it will be a scheduled c-section.

We're off to the pool to do hand stands in the water to hopefully get her flipped.

Here's to having a baby!

Friday, May 25, 2012

Graduation

I realize this is slightly late, but I haven't been able to figure out our new camera to post pictures on here, and I figured that pictures are a huge part of this story. So, I broke down and asked my hubby to please upload the pictures onto the computer and viola, there they are.

I think after so much hard work it is difficult to put into words the emotions and feelings of accomplishment I have from graduating. I will try.

I had a goal and I worked very diligently to achieve it. I was a Summa Cum Laude which means that I was able to keep my gpa quite high (4.0-3.6 throughout my whole college career). I fought to make this happen. I had to take night classes one at a time for many semesters because it was too expensive to go full time, and we are apart of the wonderful middle class who generally doesn't qualify for any funding. I did the pay as you go route. It is a long a tedious route. At the beginning of my college career, someone told me that 10 years would go by and I could either chip away at my degree and accomplish it slowly, or I could wait and hope that I would get the time and money to go full time and I might not actually do it at all. Either way, 10 years would go by. It was my choice to do what I wanted to do, or not. I chose to do it.

In these last 7 years of school, I went through life events--a newly wed, working full time, pregnancy (taking a semester off while I recovered from child birth), the near death experience of my sister-in-law, the death of my brother, the death of my grandma, my husband being sent to Air Force training for 2 instances for months at a time, figuring out childcare that benefited both my child and our financial pocketbook, working & being a mom & finally getting to go to school full time, and another pregnancy. It has been a long road and I have felt like quitting many times. I didn't. I don't really blame anyone who does quit, but I wonder if I can get through all the stuff I did while going to school and earning good grades, why do some people give up? I don't know. I do know, that bred in me, the blood from my dad and mom's family says to never, never, never give up. And, so I didn't.

Those closest to me celebrated and cheered me on while I walked across the stage and accepted my diploma. My husband and small son, my brother (who was in junior high when I started and now just completed his sophomore year of college), my parents, and close friends. I could not have done this without the support and encouragement I got from all of them. (I am also thankful that a community college opened so I could afford to go full time!)

I was blown away at my parents, who flew my brother Colin, from New York, to see me graduate. He was here for 1 day. It was the most meaning surprise and gift I could have ever asked for. It is a moment in time I will always cherish. Because of the loss of our older sibling, there is always a hole in our family-- Nate (my older deceased brother) would have been here and I was feeling his loss so much. I really wanted Colin to be here, but New York is so very far away I knew there was no chance he would be able to come. When he stepped into my house it was almost like magic. I know Nate was somewhere close watching, because the gaping hole was not present that weekend. I have never felt so loved.






Tuesday, May 8, 2012

better

Hey friends, just wanted to say a quick word of thanks for all the texts, emails, calls, and posts. I wasn't sure about putting my thoughts (vent) out in this venue, but figured it is more of a journal for me than for anyone else. So, I did it. I now realize that part of the thing that is so encouraging about social media is the support and love one can receive from a simple post. So, thanks. I needed the prayer and love.

I'm feeling much better. I needed a day to melt down-- things got overwhelming and it's ok for me to acknowledge how it's hard to juggle everything. It's not ok to stay in that place. Realizing that I am a smart, valuable woman, putting in the hard work and effort in to achieve my goal, and then getting it (ie diploma and baby!) is what this whole month is about.... so all that to say, my perspective is where it should be and I'm moving forward.

I passed that silly excel test yesterday (thanks Terry for helping me study!) and I've got a math test today (prayers are appreciated!) and then I'm officially done with my college career. I'm thrilled to say that even getting married young, and taking 1 or 2 classes a semester (it took me 4 semesters to finally become a degree seeking student!), I still achieved my goal of higher education. For me it was never about a job, but rather proving to myself that I was smart enough and had the fortitude to do it. I wanted to be educated for educations sake. I know that I am a deeper woman because of the sacrifices and time spent learning all that information. I am thankful for the teachers who were excellent and also who were crummy, because beyond just the "school" thing, I have really learned about human nature and what it looks like to grow with others or let them jade you (good teacher vs bad teacher), to love a bit of information and give that love to me. More than anything I think this time in my life has shown me that no matter what I want or how long it might take to get there, I can achieve my goals.

My new goals include: art time with Cole (at least this month and in the fall), reading good books (Caleb has a list for me about 2 feet long!), having a healthy baby girl, learning how to love each of my children in the way they need it, and picking up art for myself again. I know I'm having a new baby soon, but I do look forward to the day where I can clean my house, make dinner, and spend time with my kids without feeling pulled in a million directions. So, perhaps my real goal is simplicity.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Overwhelmed

Warning:: I am seriously hormonal and in need of a large steak... This is going to be a rant. Read at your own risk.

Can I just say I'm so overwhelmed that I came home and climbed into bed crying just a few minutes ago. I'm tired of school, of someone else dictating how I should do something and telling me I am a failure when I don't do it the 'right way'. I have to take this silly excel test and pass it to graduate, however I will never in my life use excel. I will use anything other than excel. I have now failed this test 3 times. According to the study guide, I know how to do everything, but they have some sort of specific key strokes they want from me... And I'm not getting it. I really don't care, but I really want to walk in a week.... So I guess I have to care. I have to keep taking this test until I pass it, and I've got until next Friday to do it. Thrilling, huh? Oh, and while I am on the subject of school, I have this portfolio to complete that is worth a huge portion of my grade-- what's it on, you might say? It is all the essays I've written in the past 2 years in order to get a freaking job at a school. Not only am I not going on to get my BA, but I'm not going to ever show this to anyone or try to get a job with it. It is completely unnecessary and busy work. Like I have nothing else going in my life. Oh and I've had the most horrific teacher of my college career this semester. Note to anyone thinking of taking a class from Susan Knights--- Stay Away! She's not only the worst teacher I've ever had, but impossible to please. I have no idea how to study successfully for my final in her class, because every time I have studied, it has paid off with a low b or a c. Great for my gpa (thankfully, this semester doesn't count for the honor cords!). I even have gotten answers right, but she didn't like the way I did them, so I got marked down. There are 3 different colors of ink on each previous test and I get this overwhelmed stomach ache when I even look at them, let alone try to study from them. I want to cry. Well, in fact I did cry just a few minutes ago. I'm so over school. Not sure if I can successfully navigate the next week.

Then there's the subject of food. I CAN NOT EAT ANYTHING! I'm so terrified of getting sick again that I end up going long hours without food (for example, today I've had a cup of water, coffee, 2 pieces of toast and an apple and it is 4pm). Nothing I can eat sounds good. I just want to eat a freaking steak or a grilled cheese, or heck I would settle for a hot dog. But, because I don't want to feel like dying from the pain, I settle for some sort of dish made for people who actually want to eat this way. I'm not sure why anyone would forgo real food for rabbit food, but they're out there. I'm so hungry all the time.

Then there's pregnancy. I am excited to meet this little girl, however I am so over being pregnant. It's cool when someone else is pregnant. They are cute, and you don't have to deal with the not sleeping, the peeing all the time, the cravings for food (which I can't do anything about), the not being able to roll over in bed without huge effort, the being kicked from within for hours, the exhaustion, the hormones (which I'm sure is what is making this week seem completely un-accomplish able), and various other unpleasant pregnancy issues-- oh let's remember being put in the hospital for pregnancy related gallbladder problems. And the subsequent diet, but having already covered that, I'll leave it alone.

On a last and final rant, I am sick of living with a disobedient child. He neither respects me nor listens to me and I am not sure what to do (going to a parenting conference this weekend, so please stay away from advise). What I want to do is stick him in front of the tv, because I lack the energy to properly deal with him. He is the strongest willed human being out there and I am sure this will aid him in his future, it is entirely frustrating for me as a parent. I feel like the largest failure ever. If I cannot guide him to making good choices and being obedient, how in the world did I ever think I could or should have another one. I do not feel prepared to have another human being to mold. I prayed for a mellow child with him, but with this current baby, I have stayed away from any of that sort of prayer, because if God interpreted Cole as being a mellow child, then I certainly do not want another mellow one.

I'm sure I could come up with more things to rant about, but I feel a bit better and don't think I need to go on. I'll go find some carrots to munch on and hope I get full. I'll also try to study tonight and hope I can pass my tests. And, maybe I'll get lucky and Cole will go to bed this evening without a fuss.

If you think of me, please pray for me.... I think I could use it.

Thanks for reading.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Of life and learning and love

This last week and an half has been humbling, healing, and a lot of growing.

Humbling because I'm use to taking care of everything and I have had to rely on many friends and family to help me take care of the normal things in my life. I am sincerely grateful and thankful for the dinners, cleaning, babysitting, and support so many of you have given me. I see God's hand of blessing in every angle of this misadventure.

Healing because it was spring break and I was able to actually rest. Caleb took some sick time to take care of me and I was able to sleep and rest up. It feels like the procedure/surgery shouldn't have left me as tired as I've been, but as Caleb keeps reminding me, the procedure was just the tip of the ice berg; I've been dealing with little sleep and lots of pain for around a month and my liver and pancreas needed to recoup also. It takes a while to get everything working right again and feeling normal. I don't feel normal yet, but I suppose I won't until after June 14th ish... When this baby makes her entrance and I get my body back to myself! However, I feel so much healthier. Which leads me into the next topic..

Growing. Well, I'm growing on a few levels. My belly is getting bigger every day and I can feel this baby moving, kicking, growing. It's truly amazing. Sometimes I catch a glimps of myself in a mirror and see the belly and am shocked. It's so weird to see my body change so rapidly. I'm also growing in how I eat. The gallbladder helps to digest fat and when there are many stones of questionable size (such as I have) we don't want the gallbladder to do its job. So, I'm learning how to eat very, very little fat. Skim milk, fat-free yoghurt, almost no meat, no oils, nothing fried, no nuts, no egg yolks... The list goes on. I do get to eat frozen yoghurt, red vines and peachy o's--- oh yea, lots of fruit and veggies--- lots and lots!

Because of this new diet and the lack of eating during my hospital stay and while I was so sick, I've lost 8 pounds. Taking my grand total of weight gain to about 6 pounds. Which I'm feeling pretty glad about (seriously, there's enough weight on my body to take care of this baby, so no one worry!). See there's always a rainbow!

Please be praying for me tomorrow-- I've got an appointment with the surgeon to talk about the next step and I'm a little nervous.

Well, I have some laundry to attend to and perhaps I should change out of sweats... Although, that might or might not happen until this afternoon. Seriously sweats are the best!

I'll post more soon as well as a few baby bump pictures and pictures from Caleb's aunt and grandma's visit.

Happy Wednesday all!

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Update

Hi all.
Thanks so much for your out pouring of love, prayers, and visits. It was been so nice to know you are all standing in the gap for me and baby girl.
I'm going to make this short and sweet, because I had a fair number of visitors and I'm pooped!
My pancreas levels have gone down again today and the doctors were all pleased. My liver levels are staying put, which makes everyone a little nervous as to whether there might be another stone. They did, however, give me the go ahead to eat some real food to see if the pain came back. I ate the most delicious turkey sandwich of my life! Seriously, not eating food really gave me a great appreciation of it! No pain after eating. So, they're going to release me tonight around 9:30-- right after my steroids shot (which they've all assured me is purely preventative, but could be a really good thing for baby if I end up needing to deliver early due to complications).
So, as long as my body stays pain free through then (and we pray for the rest of the pregnancy), I'm going to do some more recovery at home this week.
Lucky for me Caleb's work is awesome and he will be home for most of the week, and it's also spring break, so I get to take it easy without much guilt.
Love to you all.
Please keep praying!

The great gallstone adventure

I've been sick for 3 weeks with severe abdominal problems. My midwife suggested that she thought it was kidney stones or a small chance gallstones. The stones just needed to pass. I took all kinds of vitamins and supplements to try to get them to pass. It just kept hurting. I just felt like my insides wanted to be on my outsides. Not to mentioned I was regularly bludgeoned by my daughter from the womb. It makes for a pretty difficult and excruciating experience.

This last week has been particularly bad. The regular things that seemed to help we're no longer helping. I was just in pain. We went to the emergency room on Thursday morning very early and they immediately did an ultra sound on my abdomen. There they noticed several gallstones in my gallbladder anid a blockage in my right kidney. So, assuming it was still just kidney stones they sent me home with a muscle relaxant to help bring the kidney stones out.

Nothing helped.

I was up at 5am again with awful pain. Would it ever stop? As I tried to relax and breathe through the pain, it just kept getting worse. I broke down. I started sobbing convulsively- it just hurt way too much. I gave birth to Cole naturally, and never, ever did I feel the need to cry or really make much noise, it didn't hurt more than I could bear. This Did. I couldn't handle it.

Caleb in his wisdom and love gathered me up and again we went to the ER. After checking my blood and urine again, they saw that my liver and pancreas levels were not right. I was in some trouble.

The gave me WONDERFUL pain killers. The doctors rushed around, strapping IVs and various monitors for baby all over me. I didn't care. I was no longer in pain. thank God!

A couple of doctors came in to check on me, giving me all kinds of information, and basically explaining that I needed to go into surgery today to get a gall stone which had lodged itself in such a way as to block my liver and pancreas from working. I had pancreatitis, a severe situation where my pancreas was starting to actually eat itself.

They took me into the surgery room where they proceeded to use a scope to go down my mouth, travel through my intestines to the spot where the problem was. They made a small cut to let the stone free. My tube that the stone was making its way down was 5 mm in diameter. The stone was 8 mm in diameter. Obviously there was a reason for my sobbing. The doctor said it was "crowning" and a good friend has suggested that I name it Petra! It's almost like I gave birth.

Everything went awesome. The doctors were able to move quickly and my pancreas is back to normal (was at 3000 and is now at 300). My liver, however hasn't made the jump to health yet. They think there might be another stone closer to the liver that is blocking some of the tube.

They want me to have my gallbladder removed while I'm pregnant. I have a 3 week window where they can still do the surgery lapriscopically and after that it would be a full blown open on the table surgery.

Last night the ob came in and told me they want to give me steroids to help develop the baby's lungs just in case she comes early due to all the complications.

I'm scared. I don't want to have a baby at 28 weeks. I don't want to be in pain. I need my liver to work to keep myself healthy and baby safe. There are lots of variables- like whether my lab work comes back today good, and if I continue to have gallstone attacks.

Please pray for us. Please pray for safety for the baby. Please pray for good liver function. Please pray that I wouldn't go bonkers from sitting in a hospital bed, hungry (my diet is clear liquid only), bored and mostly alone.

Thanks friends. I'll let you know more when we do.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Getting Married.... someday

Cole found this tie in the baby clothes & decided to wear it. Then he needed a proper 'wedding shirt' to go along with it. He now has established his wedding clothes, just has to find the right 'honey' to marry. Apparently he asked a little girl in his preschool class to marry him, but she said she couldn't. She needed to go to college first. Smart Girl.


Saturday, March 10, 2012

Nater

3 years tomorrow. I still can't believe he's gone. I miss him everyday. I came across this picture of Nate talking to me when I was in my momma's tummy, and it struck a chord. Sweet remembrances.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

It's been a while

Hi friends. It's once again been quite a while. Things here are running along fast! I am now 25 weeks pregnant with our daughter. I can't believe in about 15 weeks we will be parents to two children! As far as the pregnancy goes, it isn't that bad. I'm hungry a lot and tired all the time, sleeping is becoming more and more difficult, and I have to pee all the time. So, normal.
Thanks to some good friends, things in her room are coming along swimmingly! We got her walls painted, crib set up, furniture moved and shuffled around the house to accommodate our changing and growing family. I think more than anything else, I'm just trying to get through each day with one accomplishment! Today I got my guest bathroom cleaned! I knew, huge success. ;)

I also have started working a little bit and am loving this new venture I am on. I am working as a business owner of thirty-one gifts, an awesome bag company that does home shows and works to give women flexibility, organization, and freedom. I think this is going to be an awesome new adventure for our family, as I will be able to work a few nights a month and bring in a part time salary as well as give me the ability to help others fundraise and get organized themselves. I have done a few shows over the past few weeks and have had a lot of fun. If you're interested in what I'm doing, please check out my new website at: www.mythirtyone.com/megroe. No pressure, but if you're interested in ordering or having a show, please let me know! I have a goal of 4 more shows (a qualifying show is $200) in the next 45 days. So, take a look and let me know if you want to help me reach my goal.

On another note,it's March and it snowed all morning. Makes me think of another March a few years ago when it snowed, and the remnants of that snow were still on the ground when my family came to give comfort and love. The anniversary of my brother's death is coming and that also means spring and new life is coming. It's weird how those two things will always be together in my mind-- that grief of a God loving person can bring about new life. New life always comes after the winter. And so, new seasons are springing into my life. I embrace them and think of Nate smiling down on me and my big prego belly.

Until next time. Enjoy where you are today.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

All of a sudden I'm half-way

Wow, where did this bump come from? I mean, last semester no one even knew I was pregnant (at school) and now some of those same classmates are looking at me like I'm growing a new arm (well, technically I am, two in fact!). It's sort of funny not telling people and letting them figure out that I'm not in fact getting fat, but rather just rounder in the front. haha
Anyways, I feel like there's still a lot to do before she gets here and I'm a little overwhelmed. We got new windows in the rest of our house (yes!), and now we need to paint (which I bought-- a lovely shade of pink) her room, find bedding, switch closets/dressers and figure out how to get Caleb's clothes into my closet! We need to think about signing up for birth classes (it's been 4 years, do we really need to go?), figure out immunizations for this new little one (the Vaccine Book by Dr. Sears is FANTASTIC), go through all the baby boy clothes and give the ones away I don't want anymore and start getting some pink in our lives.... whew, lots to do. Oh, did I mention that I am getting a varicose vein in my right leg, and the best thing is to sit around with my leg propped up. HA
So, with all that on my mind, I'm going to drink the rest of my coffee and read the latest book in the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants series... making me think of my 3 closest friends in High school and wondering where those last 10 years went (the new book is about the girls being 29, and that's about where we all are now!). Love neighbor kids who keep my little boy busy with playing while I sit around feeling lazy and loving it.
The End... for now

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Transitions

Last weekend we went to Disneyland to celebrate Caleb's 29th and Cole's 4th birthdays. What a blast we had! We went with our dear friend's the Mason Family as well as both sets of our parents. What a blessing to be with so many people who we love and who would take the time and money to come on vacation with us!

We were greeted with 75 degree temps and Mickey Mouse. Memories were created for sure! Nothing like discovering Disney together.

On the last night we were there I took Cole to the Winnie-the-Pooh store (located by the ride) and let him pick a new cuddle buddy to sleep with. If you know my son, you know he's addicted to his "friend" a little blue blanket/stuffed animal with whom he would spend every moment with. He sleeps with him and sucks his thumb while rubbing a special corner. It is so sweet. It is such a comfort to him.

It is something we need to say good-bye to, because he needs to stop sucking his thumb.

Long ago we started talking about putting his friend away when he turns 4. We gave him lots of time to get use to the idea. We also gave ME lots of time to get use to the idea. I think I wasn't ready when the time came, but he was.

He picked a cute pink Piglet to be his new cuddle buddy. We let him sleep with both friends that night and they traveled together home on the airplane (so that blue friend could tell Piglet how to be a good friend of course!). Cole got one last nap with them both once we were home and then I whisked friend away to be washed and tucked in a box.

That night I cried and cried nay, I sobbed. I'm sure it was a combo of pregnancy hormones, being tired from our trip, and the fact that my little baby is no longer a baby, but a real boy.

I couldn't get a hold of myself.

Time is fleeting and scarce, these moments that feel like they're going to last forever don't. The time where my little boy was a baby is now officially gone.

I'm excited about the new adventures, and I'm also sad to transition out of babyhood.

On that note, here are a few pictures of Cole and his friend as well as Disneyland!










I guess I really wanted you to see that he went on Space Mountain... now I can't read computer speak and can't figure out how to loose the second pic! lol

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

And the baby is....

We're very excited to announce that the small, wee one in my womb is a girl!!!!

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Lots of Life

Hi. It's been a while--it's been so dang nice to have no real reason to get onto the computer. I've been reading, hanging out with friends, playing games with Cole, and trying to clean my house (although, that hasn't happened as much as I wanted it to... I did bleach my kitchen counters today!). Oh, I've also been growing a human inside of me. So, no biggie. I guess many of you probably want some sort of prego picture, and if I wasn't up all by myself, I would get one, but alas, I'm alone and in sweats without make up... probably not the cutest I've looked, so I'm not posting a picture. I am 18 weeks along and the belly is very much there. This child isn't very active, but when his/her big brother talks to him/her, the baby dances! Cole talks every morning to the baby and kisses and hugs my tummy. It is very sweet. What I love most of all is the baby is actually responding and always starts moving when Cole talks to it! I love seeing their relationship starting to form even now.
As far as pregnancy goes, I'm doing pretty good. I'm not in love with the actual pregnancy. I'm am, however, so excited about having another little one, the discomfort I'm feeling now is worth it! We find out sex of the baby on January 24, so keep posted. I'll scan the picture and see if you guys can guess!
OK, that's enough of my ramblings. Here are a few holiday pictures to enjoy!