Saturday, August 22, 2009

Happy 11 years!

Friends beware...this post is going to be cheesy. You don't have to read why I love my husband. In fact, I guarantee that he would prefer me not to post all the great things about him, but I will do it anyway.

This was on the beach in Carmel, California right after he proposed to me.
Today we celebrate 11 years together. How can I describe them? So many things have changed yet so much has stayed the same. Our life together has had many challenges as well as many good times and I'm lucky to have someone I love to share it with. There have been circumstances in our lives that have made us cry and other things that have made us laugh. And still we are here...together and that means the most to me.
Eric is the kind that loves to see me happy. The kind of husband that doesn't ask for much. The kind of husband that shows me he loves me by doing...no words, but actions.
The kind of husband that does things he doesn't want to do for the good of our family.
The kind that is loyal and loves me no matter what. The kind who makes me laugh especially when I hear his contagious chuckle. The kind who still listens when he has heard the same thing over and over again. The kind that supports me in all that I do.
The kind that makes me smile when I see him. The kind that teaches me how to be better. The kind that still makes me swoon.
The kind I am proud of and believe in.
The kind of husband that is also a good father.
He is the type of dad that sacrifices for his kids. The type of dad that is willing to spend time and then again more time with his kids.
The type of dad that unscrews the plumbing under the sink to find the lost tooth that went down the drain...and finds it.
The type of dad that always has kids in tow because they don't want to leave his side.
The type of dad that learned from his own father how to teach by example...no words, just action.I love you babe! Here's to many more years and memories together!

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Sophia comes home

Her coming home outfit!
Sophia came home on Friday evening after a long and emotional day. Her pediatrician and the nurses in the hospital were unsure if she would come home. We were just waiting around to see what they would say. They still didn't know what was causing her high respiration and wanted to know how I felt about taking her home. Around 3:00 PM, they said she could come home with us. I was so happy and nervous at the same time.

It was stressful to me because there were no answers. They were unsure of what the problems were which makes my mind think crazy, scary things. The anxiety just gets to me and I can't calm down. I didn't know what problems I was looking for and then what to do if I noticed anything unusual. The first night she was home, I had a panic attack because she seemed to be breathing rapidly. I could not fall asleep or take my eyes off her. Then, she woke up with a high-pitched scream and was gagging. Luckily I remembered to use the bulb syringe to suck mucous out of her throat so she could breathe. I was really stressed and anxious so we called the nursery at the hospital. A really sweet and helpful nurse told me what to do and look for. After that I asked Eric to give Sophia and I blessings. It made such a difference and we were all able to sleep after that. What would I do without Eric?! He calmed me down and comforted me.

In the end, all is well. Her pediatrician wanted to see her today to check up on her. It was a great visit and everything looks good. She is 7 lbs. 10 oz, just one ounce shy of her birth weight. Her lungs and heart sound good. The pediatrician said she still doesn't have an answer for what caused Sophia to have problems but I am just grateful that she is healthy!

The boys were so happy to have her home. They have been so sweet, always wanting to hold her. Ty says, "mom, can I 'holdge' her?" They have both been so helpful and sweet. So far they have been getting me diapers, wipes, bottles and wanting to feed her. I never thought they would adore her this much. I hope it stays that way!
It has been more fun than I thought to dress her everyday. And, the bows, oh the bows! That little shop at the mall is going to be seeing a lot more of me.
Grandma Dianne and Sophia.
I love this lady bug outfit from my sisters!
Talon wants one of these cozy blankets for himself. I don't think he cares that its pink with hearts on it because its just too cozy.
She was looking at me this morning and gave me the biggest smile. I know they say it's gas when they smile, but I'm taking it as a personal smile from daughter to mother. When she gave me that grin I noticed that she might have Eric's dimple! You only see it when he laughs and I love it. I can't get enough of this little girl! I don't think the euphoria of having her has worn off yet.