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Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
October 31, 2012
September 21, 2012
typical day
Today was a typical day...
Morning was filled with bags of cereal and sippy cups of water
(my kiddos only drink water. trust me. I have tried to persuade with milk and juices. no luck. it's the strangest thing.)
Then the "teachers" as we call them came... through our doors.
Physical therapy for Lil man.
Speech classes for Lil miss.
In the afternoon, ran a few errands while lil miss refused her nap.
Now she has "quiet" time on mommy's bed.
Hopefully this won't be her "new" routine. Please.
Playing with neighborhood kids and mommy time.
Evening, we packed up and ate dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, Wingers.
Mr. P wanted to watch the BYU game.
So we found a solution, since
we cancelled our cable/Directv.
We are not pleased with their service or fees. Ridiculous really.
Directv not wingers.
Wingers' food and service was great.
And for the past few hours I have been working on a few projects,
while my family sleeps.
I love the late night... to ponder, reflect, and make to-do lists for the next day.
These two little ones of mine... sure love each other. What a treasure.
This may sound out of the blue, but I finally feel like my life is getting back to "normal". Don't get me wrong, there are a million things in my life that may not be "normal," but I am finally getting to a place where I feel good. Settled. Loved. secure. and I can breathe.
It probably has a lot to do with trying to connect spiritually. To be more in tune with the spirit and God's promptings. I feel joy, hope, love, and my Savior's presence.
These past few months-- almost a full YEAR since our little man was born-- have been challenging. I finally can see some light... The clouds have drifted a bit and there is sunshine. Lots of sunshine.
I walked into baby J's room this morning. He was sitting up waiting for me to lift him out of his crib. The smile on his face with those two teefers was priceless. Best part-- He was sitting up!! I know most 11 month old infants do this probably by 4 or 5 months, but my little man did it on his own. The pride I felt was so overwhelming and I couldn't stop smiling. And I still can't. Pin It Now!
September 15, 2012
August 1, 2012
News is good News even after a HARD night
This little guy didn't do much of this last night:
In fact, it would be pretty accurate to say he is using his daylight hours to make up for last night.
Going on his second hour during his nap today.
He needs his rest. And strength to kick those heavy blue wrapped legs around.
Sleep a few more hours so I can play catchup in my Domestic Duties little man.
Love your baby breath.
Most people are curious to know what goes on during one of Baby J's appointments.
A few behind the scene shoots during a typical clubfoot/Knee appointment:
Some waiting. Actually, Shriners and the doctors are very punctual and we don't have to wait too long.
Play time with Dad. Yes, this makes me nervous,
but little man and Mr. P seem to get lots of giggles out of it so I can't take that away
before the torture comes.
Then, they lay him on the bed and begin the flexing and stretching and manipulating. Here he is calm. The older he gets the harder it is on me. He looks over at me with his grunts and cries begging me to pick him up, but I can't. Just have to reassure him its for his good.
The GOOD news: (at least for now)
They seem to be confident he will develop his knee cap.
But he will need more casts and probably a few more surgeries.
Afterwards: Playtime with his favorite sis!!
He ADORES her and so do we.
These kiddos of ours... sure are blessings!!
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March 1, 2012
Can it be...
Why does it seem as though the days drag on yet the weeks and months fly by? We have reached so many milestones in the last few months. As a mother I feel guilty... is this the product of a second child. Even with all of the attention and "special" doctor visits for our little man, i still sometimes feel as though both kids are getting lost in the madness.
We are currently living with Mr. P's parents, which isn't the last stop in our nomadic lives. In three months, we will most likely move in with my aunt and help her with Katrice, our 23 year old down-syndrome cousin, while my aunt travels during the summer. I am excited to spend more time with her... it is easy how the "unimportant" things in life melt away when she is present. It will be good for us, especially me.
For now, we are back in the county we consider home and our hearts are well aware. It feels good to be surrounded by love, extended family, and friends. Though we are in limbo-- still, it feels good to be back home.
As we were walking through the familiar hospital hall from seeing Grandpa P last sunday, I had one of those moments you want to capture in a bottle and save it to display on your fire mantel.
My sweetheart was swinging baby J in his carrier, and Lil miss was running behind trying to be the first one to the elevator button. Even though daddy was quickest, he sweetly stalled while she reached up to light up the circle. The smile was precious. I am blessed x2 plus one amazing partner. Pin It Now!
We are currently living with Mr. P's parents, which isn't the last stop in our nomadic lives. In three months, we will most likely move in with my aunt and help her with Katrice, our 23 year old down-syndrome cousin, while my aunt travels during the summer. I am excited to spend more time with her... it is easy how the "unimportant" things in life melt away when she is present. It will be good for us, especially me.
For now, we are back in the county we consider home and our hearts are well aware. It feels good to be surrounded by love, extended family, and friends. Though we are in limbo-- still, it feels good to be back home.
As we were walking through the familiar hospital hall from seeing Grandpa P last sunday, I had one of those moments you want to capture in a bottle and save it to display on your fire mantel.
{On the way to one of Baby J's doctor appointments}
My sweetheart was swinging baby J in his carrier, and Lil miss was running behind trying to be the first one to the elevator button. Even though daddy was quickest, he sweetly stalled while she reached up to light up the circle. The smile was precious. I am blessed x2 plus one amazing partner. Pin It Now!
December 30, 2011
2011 Reflecting: Arthrogryposis
I promise pictures of our Christmas celebration will come-- soon.
But tonight is another one of those long, mind racing nights where I can't sleep until I write. Everyone in the house is already fast asleep in dreamland.
And as for me-- my mind wonders.
It is therapeutic for the words to escape my mind onto paper or the web in this case. I know that this is a public domain that can be seen and read by anyone, but I still have the desire to pour my heart out. It is as though, once the words are placed, the fear, anxiety, etc is released so that I can continue our journey. I have to admit each time I write... the keys are met with not only my fingertips but small drops of water. Like my mom always told me, it is okay to cry. And I do.
Tonight, I have been reflecting and researching. James has grown to hate the word google... it is my home page. I google and google. And I have come to be VERY familiar with the word-- arthrogryposis. I can't even pronounce it correctly, yet it plagues my mind constantly. We haven't received any type of confirmation that this is what we are up against, but my motherly instinct kicks in... I can't shake it. We even met with the genetics doctor, no definite "diagnosis" can be determined, yet. So I allow this word to harbor in the back of my mind, and determine what treatments we should be allowing. The constant that brings smiles and hope is Jack. Jack being himself... and the smiles, coos, stretches and improvements. There are so many stories of children screaming throughout the weeks of casting, splinting, therapy etc. Our little man does it with some initial cries, but is quickly soothe with cuddles and love. Oh to see him smile...
And then there is Miss Avery. I worry that this "process" will affect her even more than lil man. She is the one that sits at the end of the hospital bed watching her little brother in pain. She has adapted to quickly present kisses to anyone who has a "booboo". Her sweet innocence is endearing. May she retain that for a long time to come.
I always expected to teach my children lessons of love, charity, sacrifice, endurance, faith, hope, and optimism.
They teach me.
This past year we have grown-- physically, emotionally, and more unified. I look back at the few short years together and it astounds me the growth and difference of our family.
But the reality of it is-- we have much more growth ahead. May I be wise enough to allow it to change me for the better. Pin It Now!
And as for me-- my mind wonders.
It is therapeutic for the words to escape my mind onto paper or the web in this case. I know that this is a public domain that can be seen and read by anyone, but I still have the desire to pour my heart out. It is as though, once the words are placed, the fear, anxiety, etc is released so that I can continue our journey. I have to admit each time I write... the keys are met with not only my fingertips but small drops of water. Like my mom always told me, it is okay to cry. And I do.
Tonight, I have been reflecting and researching. James has grown to hate the word google... it is my home page. I google and google. And I have come to be VERY familiar with the word-- arthrogryposis. I can't even pronounce it correctly, yet it plagues my mind constantly. We haven't received any type of confirmation that this is what we are up against, but my motherly instinct kicks in... I can't shake it. We even met with the genetics doctor, no definite "diagnosis" can be determined, yet. So I allow this word to harbor in the back of my mind, and determine what treatments we should be allowing. The constant that brings smiles and hope is Jack. Jack being himself... and the smiles, coos, stretches and improvements. There are so many stories of children screaming throughout the weeks of casting, splinting, therapy etc. Our little man does it with some initial cries, but is quickly soothe with cuddles and love. Oh to see him smile...
And then there is Miss Avery. I worry that this "process" will affect her even more than lil man. She is the one that sits at the end of the hospital bed watching her little brother in pain. She has adapted to quickly present kisses to anyone who has a "booboo". Her sweet innocence is endearing. May she retain that for a long time to come.
I always expected to teach my children lessons of love, charity, sacrifice, endurance, faith, hope, and optimism.
They teach me.
This past year we have grown-- physically, emotionally, and more unified. I look back at the few short years together and it astounds me the growth and difference of our family.
But the reality of it is-- we have much more growth ahead. May I be wise enough to allow it to change me for the better. Pin It Now!
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