Wednesday, April 28, 2010

9 Months

Emmie, you are 9 months old today!  Here's what you've been up to:

  • wearing size 4 diapers
  • wearing size 9-12 months clothes but some of your PJs are a little snug!
  • you really like to feed yourself, Puffs and yogurt melts are your favorites
  • you are a crawling machine!  You will follow mommy and daddy all over the house

  • pulling up to stand...this is a new thing, but you are learning quickly
  • waving bye-bye (just learned this)
  • clapping your hands
  • taking 8 ounces about 4 times a day, plus some table foods.  Purees when I can get you to eat them, but you really just like to spit them out at me now instead of eat them
  • like to stand at the doorway and watch daddy cut the grass

2 things we are working on and hope to achieve by next month:  sleeping all night in your crib and getting some teeth!

We love you baby!


Saturday, April 24, 2010

Clean Up

I had to work this morning and have to go back again in the morning but for whatever reason I tend to have more energy (or maybe it's motivation)! when I work the weekend. 

So, I made dinner, White Chicken Enchiladas and now we are trying to clean up this house!  How does it get so cluttered/filthy?  We officially have a "mobile" baby now, so we are trying out best to keep it clean.  It is so hard!

We have tried to baby proof, but I have to admit, she is a little more into everything than I though she would be.  I can sit her down and the next thing I know she has crawled across the room and is trying to pull up on something.  I just don't want her to get hurt! 

What does everybody do to keep the house clean?  I'm thinking that we might need to implement some sort of schedule...Mon-dust/vacuum, Tues-laundry/bathrooms, etc?  Does this actually work?  I just don't know how working moms do it.  There are dishes and laundry every day, not to mention fixing dinner each night and feeding Em each night, which takes a while since she is learning table foods.  Give me some tips!

Gotta run....Hubs starts work on Monday!  Pray for him!


Thursday, April 22, 2010

How I Met My Hubby

Show Us Your Life with Kelly's Korner

I'm so excited to finally be able to participate in one of Kelly's "Show Us Your Life" posts!  I've been waiting on one that I can participate in and also have the time to post about, so here we go...

My husband Shannon and I have known each other since middle school and went to the same high school as well.  Shannon was much more "promiscuous" than I was in high school.  He dated around....a lot.  And I was more of a nerd, really just wanting to make good grades so I could get into college.  We both were in serious relationships all throughout high school, never quite making our way to each other.  I left for college at North Carolina State University and a year later he graduated and went to the opposite end of the state at Western Carolina University.  In the summer of 2004, I had broken things off with my boyfriend and he had done the same with his girlfriend. We somehow found our way to each other and fell really hard.  We started dating on July 28, 2004.  (Our first daughter was born exactly 5 years later!).
We continued to date long distance for the next 2 years and when I graduated from college in 2006, I made the decision to continue my education at Western Carolina University, to get my masters. 
We had so much fun together at WCU and really spent that time together "growing up". 

On December 18, 2006 (Shannon's parent's wedding anniversary), Shannon asked me to marry him and of course I said yes.
We were married on May 31st, 2008 and have been living happily ever after since then! 

We have been through so much together.  I was so attracted to Shannon's charm, bright eyes and generous heart.  He is probably the funniest/wittiest person I know.  And he gave me a precious daughter that looks just like him! 
I love you very much! 


Wednesday, April 21, 2010


So this is an outlet for me to post about whatever I want to and I don't think too many people are reading anyway.  So the next few ramblings are more for my own cathartic reasons that anything else.... 

I, for whatever reason, still have some negative feelings about the events that transpired after Emmie's birth.  When I look back to the day that she was born and our stay at the hospital, it is the most precious, wonderful memory that I have.  However, Emmie required transfer to the NICU and then transfer to another hospital with a higher level of care NICU and I just have a lot of feelings about it (still after almost 9 months).  She was born on July 28th, 2009.  On her third day of life she still had not had a bowel movement and she begin to vomit.  After a consult with the neonatologist (whom I also work with) it was decided that she would be transferred to the NICU to rule out a bowel obstruction.  In the process of this, it was discovered that there was some type of blockage or other condition that needed immediate investigation that couldn't be done at the hospital we were at. We were also told that she could have a number of disorders, including Cystic Fibrosis and Hirschsprung's disease. I was discharged earlier that day and we were all just waiting on Em to poop and we were going to be able to leave.  Once we were told we would need to be transferred, Shannon and I threw everything from my hospital room together and flew home to grab stuff we would need for the next few days.  At this point in time, we were not given a diagnosis for Em's condition, just that we would meet a pediatric surgeon as soon as we got there for further evaluation.   

I was also so emotionally wrecked when we found out that we had to be transferred to the first NICU that you can only imagine the shape I was in when we were told we had to be transferred to another hospital.  My husband and I struggled through Emmie's first two weeks of life and prayed together every night for the healing of our sick baby.  It was one of the first times that we actually prayed together.  Coming home to an empty house without a baby absolutely tore me apart.  I will never forget walking into Em's nursery, without her and having a complete breakdown.  I look back and have no idea how I made it through those first weeks.  I can tell you there were a lot of tears. 

We finally made it to the bigger hospital and ended up sleeping in the waiting room until the next morning when we had the consultation with the surgeon.  At about 3 AM that morning while I was pumping (yes I was so crazy...this was the only stability in the middle of chaos) I can just remember praying to God to save our sweet baby.  To take whatever this was and heal her.  And I remember a lot of tears and pity.  That next morning at about 10AM (after sleeping in the waiting room in a chair 2 days postpartum) the surgeon finally came to speak with us about Em.  He said "Your daughter is very sick and I would like to take her to surgery immediately".  I will never forget that moment.  Our third day as parents, and already we are having to make one of the biggest decisions for our child.  He told us at that time that he thought she had a jejunal atresia.

On July 30th, 2009, she was immediately prepped for surgery and taken to the OR.  Again, we prayed together, cried and just tried to remain positive.  About an hour later we were in the waiting room waiting on the surgeon to come and give us news regarding the operation.  He came in and said that she did, in fact, have a jejunal atresia, type 1, which is the simplest, most "fixable" type. He was able to remove a very small portion of her bowel and resect it together.  Praise God.  I had several questions regarding her feeding regimen from thereon (I couldn't stop thinking in RD mode even then).  He was hopeful that her recovery would be swift because she was a full term baby.  I, along with the other 15 or so family members, begin to immediately sob.  I couldn't believe that we finally had some resolution.  It felt like I was having a nightmare for 24 hours straight.

For the next 2 weeks, Emmie went through many ups and downs, but mainly ups because her recovery time was fairly short.  Those 2 weeks were the longest of my life.  Every day and night we drove back and forth the hospital, praying for positive updates on Emmie's status.  We were initially told that she could be there for almost 2 months.  On August 13th 2009, we were finally able to bring our sweet baby girl home!  That was and remains the best feeling that I have every had.  We were so grateful that God had saved our sweet baby.  It truly was an answered prayer. 

I know that everything happens for a reason, but it is hard not to question why my God would allow this to happen...why me Lord?  Why her?  Why Shannon?  I know there are no answers to these questions, but I still hurt from that experience.  I still hurt for the chance to be wheeled out of the hospital, new baby in arms, pictures being snapped, loading mommy and new baby in the car.  That was an experience I never had.

I am so grateful for the wonderful outcome that Emmie has had.  I realize that there are many parents whose babies never come home and it absolutely breaks my heart. If anything, Shannon and I grew so much stronger in our marriage and also in our walk with the Lord together.  I am so thankful for those moments in the night that my husband and I shared as we grieved together for our child.  He was truly my rock.

I know that God must have some awfully big plans for this little girl because she sure did have a rough time getting here. (Remember the 2nd hospitalization at 6 weeks of life for GBS infection).  I imagine these feelings are common for ALL NICU moms/parents and I realize that there are babies with far worse outcomes than my daughter's.  However, everyone has a story and this is mine.  Please keep us all in your prayers, especially for me and being able to let these negative feelings go. 


Sunday, April 18, 2010

Fun with Flowers

Well, it's late Sunday night and I should have already been asleep for about 2 hours but I'm not tired at all.  I think I always want to stay up late on Sunday nights because I know Monday is coming.  And oh, how I loathe a Monday. 

We had a great weekend!  We found out on Thursday that my husband got a job!  Finally!  I don't want to disclose too much information on here, but I will just say that it is definately a step in the right direction, even if it is not his dream job.  God is always on time.  We are just so grateful that something finally came up.  However, it does mean a lot of changes for our family.  This job will come with long hours and Emmie might have to start daycare.  That is still in the works.  We are just going to pray about it, but we will have to work something out soon because hubby starts next Monday! 

We spent Friday night at home.  I cooked homemade BBQ meatballs (I have really been into meatballs lately, I don't know what is up with that) and we just took a stroll with Em and watched movies.  We spent Saturday at Shannon's grandfathers land, which is beautiful!  I was able to take some awesome pictures of Emmie on the land and in this beautiful patch of flowers we found! 

I am still so new to all of this camera/photography stuff, but I have learned a lot in the week that I have owned my camera:)  These images are so precious to me, as are all of the other thousands of images that we have taken of Em.  This set of images are the first ones that I have ever really edited, so it was pretty interesting in trying to learn how to do that.  I haven't had a ton of time to put into this, but it is so addicting!  If anyone has any tips for me, I would love to hear it! 

Have a great week,


Saturday, April 10, 2010

Updates and Easter

I have been away for quite some time!  And I realize that Easter was almost 1 week ago, but I choose to post about it now because I just now have the time....

Emmie came down with strep throat 2 weeks ago and then we decided to up and take a beach trip for Easter and we have just been trying to recooperate from that long weekend trip since we got home.  Shan's grandparents live at Oak Island Beach and we go down there a couple of times in the summer and sometimes for holidays as well.  Since we have been together, I have loved being able to just leave for beach trip and we always love to spend time with his grandparents.  Not only was this Emmie's first Easter, but really the first time she got to spend any significant time with her great grandparents (and her first road trip and trip to the beach).  When she was born they came down but then she wound up in the NICU for 2 weeks so it was nice for them to get acquainted.
 She did great in the car both ways, she ended up sleeping most of the time. 
We were able to hit up the beach and again she did great, she took a long nap under the umbrella.

On Easter morning after we checked out all the goodies the Easter Bunny left, we went to the beach to take a few pictures of Em.  Unfortunately she wouldn't really cooperate and most of the pictures are of her looking at the sand.  We decided to forego church this year because we didn't want to leave her in a nursery with people that we didn't know.  I really did want to take her to church on her first Easter but being out of town it was just difficult.  (I also ended up packing all of our stuff in a frenzy and didn't have a thing to wear to church). 

Emmie and her great-grandfather were buddies.  She is the only great-granddaughter.  (so far). 

We had such a great time and it was good to just get away.  Things are definitely different when it comes to traveling when you have a child, but I wouldn't change it for the world!