Brendan is into repeating things he hears at school.
"Mommy if you give me (fill in the blank) I'll be your best friend forever."
He uses this phrase if he wants an extra snack, to play something, or to get one of us to do his chores. He has also told me that I'm boring and mean if he doesn't get his way. He was also going to run away from home because I was so boring. He began singing "I'm sexy and I know it" when it came on the radio because one of his friend's told him the words.
He told me this morning a big kid (third-grader) told him he was a cry baby at recess. He told me he was in fact not a cry baby and that boy got in trouble and had to stand along the wall. I told him there would always be a bigger kid that says not nice things to the little kids and to ignore them. He told me he would run away laughing. He also told me about a big kid who told him birds were stinky. He responded with
"Maybe he heard a blue jay toot."
Since he learned in his bird book that blue jays pass gas and that is the mascot of his school.
Lila is into being independent, loud (wonder where she gets that from), and naughty. She just hit me this morning because I needed to change her diaper and she wasn't done hiding. She crosses her arms, pouts her little lip out and sneers,
"No want to Mom."
and Mom comes out in an annoyed adolescent voice.
While she was eating dinner last night
"Mmmm yummy! Thank you daddy!"
Pretty sure I made it Lila not daddy. She also told me this morning that she is Daddy's Lila and Brendan is mommy's. It is funny how they come up with this stuff at such a young age.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Friday, May 4, 2012
Faith
My mom has amazing faith. She knows that God has a path for her to follow and she is along for the ride. Her attitude astounds me and her positive outlook on life is just that. Positive. She is facing so many struggles and she just keeps on going with a smile on her face.
The other day she received that life-changing phone call for a second time. We rushed and waited and prayed. She had a time. 7pm. She was on the road to her NEW life.
The news she received next was so disappointing. It would not proceed and she would go back home to wait. We prayed and cried some more before we saw her. We were told she was upset. Then the amazing thing is when we went back to see her, she was laughing and smiling. It was infectious. We did the same. Pretty soon we were sure we were being kicked out of the ICU. The nurses loved it and asked if we could go around and cheer up the others.
They were amazed by her support. There were 10 of us total and most in our themed t-shirts. We were told most families do not have this type of support. It is just what we do. We are there to lift her UP and she is there to show us how God always has a plan.
"Third times a charm" is our new motto.
We have faith. It will happen. In God's plan though not ours.
To quote my uncle at the end of this ordeal in our journal we are keeping...
"Oh Shit"
We love you mom!
The other day she received that life-changing phone call for a second time. We rushed and waited and prayed. She had a time. 7pm. She was on the road to her NEW life.
The news she received next was so disappointing. It would not proceed and she would go back home to wait. We prayed and cried some more before we saw her. We were told she was upset. Then the amazing thing is when we went back to see her, she was laughing and smiling. It was infectious. We did the same. Pretty soon we were sure we were being kicked out of the ICU. The nurses loved it and asked if we could go around and cheer up the others.
They were amazed by her support. There were 10 of us total and most in our themed t-shirts. We were told most families do not have this type of support. It is just what we do. We are there to lift her UP and she is there to show us how God always has a plan.
"Third times a charm" is our new motto.
We have faith. It will happen. In God's plan though not ours.
To quote my uncle at the end of this ordeal in our journal we are keeping...
"Oh Shit"
We love you mom!
Monday, April 30, 2012
Week 17 {365 project}
April 22
Sunday soccer. His tongue is always out while he's running.
April 23
Lila woke up sad so she got to hang out with us for a bit. She was looking at Brendan's bird book with some crazy girl eyes. She's always so funny when she wakes up at night. This was about 9:30pm.
April 24
We had to make a trip to the doctor's because Brendan was having some coughing/sinus issues. We stopped at the state park on the way home and saw lots of tree swallows. Brendan was seeing how close he could get before it flew away.
April 25
A little backyard bird-watching.
April 26
I went to my mom's house this evening and a group of deer ran in front of my car. No one was behind me so I stopped to take a few pictures. My mom often sees these deer snacking on the bird seed in her backyard.
April 27
Brendan added a star for Lila on his classroom bucket filler chart. It said "I love you Lila" Brendan earned a star that read "Brendan #1 Cleaner"
April 28
Lila is into babies and was pretending "Dee" was a baby in her tummy. She unzipped her pj's and stuck Dee inside and then zipped it back up. What a silly girl.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
My bucket is full
Brendan's school is talking about "filling your bucket" and that means doing kind things for others. It fills you up inside when you are kind and others are kind to you. Today was one of those days that filled up my bucket.
We walked for our 7th March of Dimes annual walk, March for Babies. We had beautiful sunny weather, a great group of friends, and a wonderful cause to help out. Our 3 mile walk turned into a 2 hour leisurely stroll. We stopped along the way and enjoyed our day. There was no rushing to finish. It was perfect.
I always get choked up at the walk. We are blessed that Brendan is there to walk with us. Our superbaby came home. Our superbaby is healthy.
We are so thankful that we get continued support and love from our family and friends each and every year. We are thankful for our friends that walked with us and our family that walked with us in spirit.
My bucket is full.
We walked for our 7th March of Dimes annual walk, March for Babies. We had beautiful sunny weather, a great group of friends, and a wonderful cause to help out. Our 3 mile walk turned into a 2 hour leisurely stroll. We stopped along the way and enjoyed our day. There was no rushing to finish. It was perfect.
I always get choked up at the walk. We are blessed that Brendan is there to walk with us. Our superbaby came home. Our superbaby is healthy.
We are so thankful that we get continued support and love from our family and friends each and every year. We are thankful for our friends that walked with us and our family that walked with us in spirit.
My bucket is full.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Entertaining a toddler
Every afternoon after nap we load up into the car to get Brendan from the bus stop. Lila is usually happy with a snack and some books other times not so much. This particular day she saw me put on some chapstick and asked,
"Lila want some."
I have an extra tube just for this reason. So I gave Lila her tube and let her have fun.
I love how serious she was when she put it on. She then got a little rough...
"It oke mommy. Uh-oh."
Oh well. It kept her occupied for those few minutes that sometimes feel like an eternity...
"Lila want some."
I have an extra tube just for this reason. So I gave Lila her tube and let her have fun.
I love how serious she was when she put it on. She then got a little rough...
"It oke mommy. Uh-oh."
Oh well. It kept her occupied for those few minutes that sometimes feel like an eternity...
Monday, April 23, 2012
Why we walk...
Every April since our son was born...
we walk.
He was our "surprise" pregnancy. We had just gotten engaged and began planning our wedding. Then, surprise! We found out I was expecting at the same time as my sister, sister-in-law, and two cousins. My pregnancy was perfect. Slight nausea, a little tired, and I worked as a full-time preschool teacher. No real complaints. My doctors told me all the time I was a model patient.
That was until Sunday January 29, 2006. I was just 30 weeks 1 day and I began cramping every 10 minutes. Not knowing what to do, I called my sister for advice. She was pregnant with her third and an expert at being pregnant. She advised me to call our doctor and drink lots of water and lay on my left side. That is exactly what our doctor suggested and said if it didn't slow down in the next hour to head down to the hospital for a check.
It is no big deal and it happens all the time he told me. Lots of women get contractions from being dehydrated and it eventually stops. He said not to worry and he hoped he didn't see me. Well less than an hour we were headed out the door because they were getting closer not farther apart. The drive to the hospital is a blur. I know Jason said he was lucky he didn't get pulled over and the E.R. at 11 pm is interesting. I had to wait in line behind a belligerent drunk woman who did not know where she was before I could tell them my situation.
The nurse also assured me that this happens all the time and not to worry. Let's just pump some i.v.'s in you and you'll stop.
Not so much. I was now contracting every 5 minutes and could tell that they were getting nervous. Let's just do a little check to make sure you aren't dilating she said...
Well it turns out I was 6cm and in full blown labor at 30 weeks. They tried to stop my labor but Brendan had his own plan. He wanted out. The following morning at 10:01 he arrived. We were told to expect a baby that was not crying, may be blue, and will be whisked off to the N.I.C.U (neonatal intensive care unit) immediately.
The next surprise was that he was none of those things. He was pink and crying. His little lungs were allowing him to make the sweetest little preemie cries. We were all shocked. We were allowed to hold him for a minute to give him a kiss and decide his name, Brendan Paul. He was placed in an incubator for his trip to the N.I.C.U and was able to see his two grandmas waiting right outside our door.
We have no pictures of his first few hours. I had no bag packed, no camera, and my cellphone didn't even take pictures. I remember when I was settled into my room and the nurse came in the first time to check how I was and the comments she made to me. I don't think she knew how they hurt. She was trying to be friendly by saying it didn't even look like I had just had a baby and where was my tummy. I didn't have time to grow a belly my son was just born 10 weeks early.
That is why we walk. We were lucky that Brendan was so healthy and did not have one setback in the hospital. This is almost unheard of in the N.I.C.U. They always tell you one step forward and two steps back. Brendan practically marched out of that hospital after 31 days. So many parents have to leave empty handed with just the memories of their angel babies.
Even six years later I still tear up remembering our time at the hospital. Having to scrub our hands for 3 minutes with the orange soap. Having to drive 30 minutes to visit our son. Having to walk out of that hospital each night without him. I would cry as soon as I got into the elevator. We were the lucky ones. He thrived and grew and was able to come home.
This Sunday we will walk again. We will walk for all those babies we know and love that were born too soon. There are so many of them in my family. We will walk for all the babies and families in the N.I.C.U now that can't walk. We will walk for all those babies that grew wings and their parents who had to leave the hospital empty-handed. We will walk for all of them.
Team Superbaby
March of Dimes for more info about signs of preterm labor
He was our "surprise" pregnancy. We had just gotten engaged and began planning our wedding. Then, surprise! We found out I was expecting at the same time as my sister, sister-in-law, and two cousins. My pregnancy was perfect. Slight nausea, a little tired, and I worked as a full-time preschool teacher. No real complaints. My doctors told me all the time I was a model patient.
That was until Sunday January 29, 2006. I was just 30 weeks 1 day and I began cramping every 10 minutes. Not knowing what to do, I called my sister for advice. She was pregnant with her third and an expert at being pregnant. She advised me to call our doctor and drink lots of water and lay on my left side. That is exactly what our doctor suggested and said if it didn't slow down in the next hour to head down to the hospital for a check.
It is no big deal and it happens all the time he told me. Lots of women get contractions from being dehydrated and it eventually stops. He said not to worry and he hoped he didn't see me. Well less than an hour we were headed out the door because they were getting closer not farther apart. The drive to the hospital is a blur. I know Jason said he was lucky he didn't get pulled over and the E.R. at 11 pm is interesting. I had to wait in line behind a belligerent drunk woman who did not know where she was before I could tell them my situation.
The nurse also assured me that this happens all the time and not to worry. Let's just pump some i.v.'s in you and you'll stop.
Not so much. I was now contracting every 5 minutes and could tell that they were getting nervous. Let's just do a little check to make sure you aren't dilating she said...
Well it turns out I was 6cm and in full blown labor at 30 weeks. They tried to stop my labor but Brendan had his own plan. He wanted out. The following morning at 10:01 he arrived. We were told to expect a baby that was not crying, may be blue, and will be whisked off to the N.I.C.U (neonatal intensive care unit) immediately.
We have no pictures of his first few hours. I had no bag packed, no camera, and my cellphone didn't even take pictures. I remember when I was settled into my room and the nurse came in the first time to check how I was and the comments she made to me. I don't think she knew how they hurt. She was trying to be friendly by saying it didn't even look like I had just had a baby and where was my tummy. I didn't have time to grow a belly my son was just born 10 weeks early.
That is why we walk. We were lucky that Brendan was so healthy and did not have one setback in the hospital. This is almost unheard of in the N.I.C.U. They always tell you one step forward and two steps back. Brendan practically marched out of that hospital after 31 days. So many parents have to leave empty handed with just the memories of their angel babies.
Even six years later I still tear up remembering our time at the hospital. Having to scrub our hands for 3 minutes with the orange soap. Having to drive 30 minutes to visit our son. Having to walk out of that hospital each night without him. I would cry as soon as I got into the elevator. We were the lucky ones. He thrived and grew and was able to come home.
This Sunday we will walk again. We will walk for all those babies we know and love that were born too soon. There are so many of them in my family. We will walk for all the babies and families in the N.I.C.U now that can't walk. We will walk for all those babies that grew wings and their parents who had to leave the hospital empty-handed. We will walk for all of them.
Team Superbaby
March of Dimes for more info about signs of preterm labor
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Week 16 {365 project}
My mid-April pictures and another busy week. Enjoy.
April 15
April 15
April 16
April 17
April 18
April 19
April 20
April 21
Somehow the girls got tricked into making a big breakfast for the boys. They did the cleaning up after for us while we watched a movie. Fair trade in my book!
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