August 31, 2009
My single soon to be 29 year old brother called me up yesterday just to say hi. He's really the only one in my whole family that ever just calls to say hi.
Anyway, he just got his own place. No more roommates, he lives by himself. I have NEVER lived by myself. I lived at home with my family (obviously), went away to college and had 5 roommates in a two bedroom apartment, then got married and had a bunch of lovably cute, but stinky, noisy, mess makers.
Now I'm not saying I would want to switch places or anything and I know my brother would love to come home to a messy house filled with screaming kids, but, what would that be like to have your own place that you would probably only have to clean once a week! I couldn't even imagine.
Now I never grew up with pets. My parents don't really like them. Maybe that's why I have no real desire to have any. I am told quite often by people out walking their dogs, as my kids run over and beg to pet it, that I should get one. And I just think, ya right! I have enough little things that stink and slobber and make messes, I don't need one that has fur!
(I'm sure I just got crossed off some people's Christmas card list)
Maybe if I lived on 10 acres and didn't have to clean up after it........ still doubtful, but maybe. A puppy or kitten might be fun, its when they get bigger I don't care for them so much.
So I have to wonder, do people find it fulfilling or fun to look over and see a little animal face watching them from their bed? I suppose they must, that's why they get them. Kind of like in the movies where the faithful pet keeps a vigilant watch over it owner, right? (Sorry, I never watched "Marley and Me")
So, is this what its like?
August 28, 2009
But in the end, since I wouldn't let them take the lid off they eventually got bored and we let it go.
August 27, 2009
I honestly thought that having Savannah in school would help. She seemed so bored around here at times. She loves being around people. She loves to be social. So I thought she would be a little happier once school started, especially since she wanted to go so badly.
But I'll be honest, it hasn't helped a bit. In fact, when she comes home she seems grouchy and sassy. Like she needs a really long nap or something. Well, maybe she does but she stopped taking naps when she turned two.
My two best friends came up to visit me yesterday and even they commented on how much of a teenager she is. Its kind of hard to miss the attitude. Sometimes its cute, sometimes... not so much.
And yet, she's still my little girl. Today was her first time riding the bus to school. I had been dropping her off these first couple of days. As I walked her to the bus stop she was so excited she wouldn't stop talking!
When the bus finally arrived, it was already pretty full. I watched her climb on and continued to watch her through the windows as she made her way slowly to the back of the bus looking for a seat. Her smile had quickly changed to a big frown as she couldn't seem to find a seat.
Finally, a couple rows from the back, I saw her squeeze past a couple kids over to a window seat on the far side of the bus. So I couldn't smile and wave, or give her a big encouraging mommy smile. I actually, for a brief moment, wanted to cry. It all just seemed so sad.
I hope she's okay. I hope she has fun.
I wish she were back home.
August 26, 2009
Last week at the splash park, I caught one of those perfect moment shots. My nephew. You gotta admit, its a pretty sweet picture.
This one of Joseph is fun too.
But kids love water, and mine are part fish. Even if its not actually swimming they will stay in the water until they are purple all over.
I know you can't really tell, but if you look really, really close at this next picture you can see that there is something on Jacob's cheeks.
August 24, 2009
Complete with her new, "I picked it out all by myself!" princess backpack, Savannah started school today.
I just dropped her off. Its too quiet around here! No one is here to ask me, "What shall we do today that's fun!" *sniff* She's growing up way too fast.
August 21, 2009
The sagittal suture is by the number 2.
The Pediatrician then told me a bit about the surgery. Traditionally, they go in and break the suture apart from the outside. Its a pretty intense, invasive surgery. Over the last last few years however, there is a new procedure where they drill a small hole and use a scope to go in underneath and break it from the inside. There is less cutting, less of a scar, less blood loss, and recovery is suppose to be shorter. So, there has been a lot of progress made. She will have to stay in the ICU for a night or two, then in the hospital as a regular patient for another four or five days. After that she will be in a helmet for who knows how long. She will also have periodic check-ups in Salt Lake so I'm sure we will be traveling quite a bit this fall.
Anyway, the doc also said that some of his info might be a bit outdated so I will know a WHOLE lot more after we meet with the surgeon.
So now you know what I know.
We will be going down to Primary Children's in Salt Lake on Sept. 1st to meet with Dr. Siddiqi for a consolation, who is suppose to be one of the best surgeons for this procedure.
Anyway, I will update the info after our visit with the surgeon.
Thanks again for all your prayers and support.
August 20, 2009
But I had to put it on hold in order to celebrate a big event in my other daughter's life. Savannah turned 5 years old and had her first real birthday party!
She said she wanted a Princess party but since she has so many "boy" friends I told her we would have a Medieval party instead.
Our living room really isn't that big and our basement is unfinished and holding all our storage, we have no grass, so I figured the best place to have a party was in the garage. So I had to find a way to transform this into a party place.
Not really knowing what else to do, I figured I would just, paint the walls for starters. Don't worry, I put up paper first.
Now I'm warning you, I'm not a very good painter, so no laughing!! Besides, by about 1:30 am, things were starting to get a bit blurry.
Oh well, Savannah liked it.
When I finished Savannah's cake, she looked it and asked, "What is that?"
I told her it was a crown! Doesn't it look like a crown? I think it looks like a crown. Don't you think it looks like a crown?
Well, Savannah didn't have a real princess dress to wear to the party and knowing this, our neighbor decided to give Savannah their present early. Needless to say, it was a hit and Savannah was all ready for the ball.
My sister Angel came up and is going to stay for a while. So while we were working hard to get ready for the party, her little boy was also slaving away... oh, wait....
We invited 10 kids and said in the invites their families were welcome to come too. Slowly people started trickling in. And in the end, all 10 kids came! It was a huge turnout and I think the kids had a ton of fun.
I'm not very good at doing organized "game" parties so I just brought out some toys and let all the kids do their own thing! I think it worked out pretty well.
Pretty soon, it was time for kids to start heading home so one of the girls grabbed her present and said she wanted Savannah to open it. Suddenly, in a flurry of pink, all the kids had run to the table, grabbed their presents and ran them over to Savannah, begging her to open theirs! Pretty soon tissue paper was flying as all the kids were helping Savannah "open theirs first".
It was awesome.
Now I just need to clean up the mess.
August 18, 2009
Some of her head plates have indeed fused. These WILL require surgery to break them apart. If it is not done, as her brain grows it will cause pressure and problems.
I'm all emotional just thinking about them cutting open my sweet little baby girl's head. And the pediatrician using words like, "invasive" "recovery time", "scar", and "night in the ICU" did not help one stinking bit.
Since there is no specialist around here it will require a couple trips to Salt Lake. First for a consultation, then for the actual surgery.
I don't know much beyond that. Supposedly I will hear back in the next few days about an appointment time for the consultation and the surgery will take place, most likely sometime within the next several weeks.
She is just so dang sweet, happy, and so very good.
My day is ruined and so is my make-up.
August 17, 2009
August 13, 2009
Only gave her juice, no food or formula, like I was suppose to.
Luke and I dropped the kids off and got to the X-ray department 15 minutes early, like we were suppose to.
Then we were asked if we wanted to have her sedated or try and feed her a bottle of formula and try to put her to sleep myself since her head had to stay perfectly still.
Well, sedating my 6 month old didn't sound too appealing so I opted for just feeding her and putting her to sleep myself.
Worked like a charm. Until I layed her on the little machine... bed, thingy, and she woke up. Bright eyed and bushy tailed, she was ready to just look around.
But she was also very calm and allowed herself to be wrapped up tight as the techs decided that since she was so calm they would try and take the images with her awake.
She was perfect... until the last second, she moved and messed up the last image. After a few minutes considering, the techs decided to try one more time.
This time she held perfectly still and they got what they needed.
But the double dose of radiation appeared to have made her a little nauseous as she spit up a couple times afterwards.
The techs showed us the little gaps between the plates that the radiologist would be looking at and it appeared to all of us that you could still see a gap and that they have not sealed. But, I guess that is what the Radiologist gets paid a chunk of money to decide. They will also be checking a few other things to make sure everything is and will be okay. We were told we would hear back sometime on Monday most likely.
Well, that's about all the news I've got as far as that goes. But in other news, yesterday the kids enjoyed a bit of the almost over summer fun at the library. There wasn't much to do at this event but, well, I guess that's the joy of being a kid. The love to do ANYTHING.
Although I'm not so sure the boys liked all the competition that surrounded the ball activity. I think if the kids had been smaller they would have just charged in and taken over. (balls have a strange way of turning my sweet boys into vicious wolves) But, there were too many big kids, so they surrendered and mostly just watched.
I think getting her face painted (or in this case, colored) is one of Savannah's favorite things to do at activities like this.
Joseph enjoyed getting a cheek colored as well.
Jacob wanted nothing to do with it.
But he did try his hand at the "balance beam". He watched.