Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
The tile work for our basement bathroom is finally completed! We are one step closer to having a completed basement and I cannot wait! The following are pictures of the shower and the floor.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
We were so sure we were going home today, but it was decided that she needed some more time. She is still a little wheezy and still requiring deep suctioning...something they will not allow me to do at home. She has recently spiked a small fever, too. So help me God, if she has caught some other illness on top of the RSV, I'm gonna scream.
I miss my kids. Several people have had the bad luck to receive a phone call from me, while I was crying. I've never been apart from them this long and it hurts. I cannot wait to be home with them again.
Several thank-you's are in order:
First of all...Mom. Josh has had to work nights all weekend and his Mom has been living at our house, taking care of all the kids. Due to all the germiness in our home last week, Josh already had to take time off and couldn't do it again. Mom volunteers, without hesitation every time we need her. I know she is worn out and it has been hard (although she'd never admit it) and there are no words to tell her how much I appreciate her help. I don't know what I would do without her.
Secondly, my husband. He is exhausted from work and dealing with the house and kids without me. I know he is stressed out, simply because I am stressed out. He hates to see me exhausted and sad...and I love him for it. He drove all the way out to the hospital yesterday...to bring me my favorite dinner from Cafe Rio and a hug. He knows that I won't leave Skylie, so I'm going all day without eating. I really, really love him for that. Not for the dinner (although my salad was YUMMY!), but for the sacrifice he made.
Thirdly, for all the people who have called/texted/IM'd/e-mailed, all day, every day, to check on us. Meme, Pepe, Crys, Nancy, Lacey, CGF, Coby and Rachel...I appreciate your love and support. It means so much more than you realize.
Being in this little room...half a room, really...is enough to make even a normal person insane. I realized how bad it was when Meme asked me how the weather was here. I had to tell her that I didn't know! I haven't been outside or even seen outside (I'm in the half of the room without the window) in 3 days!
So, here's hoping we come home tomorrow. If not, Josh is coming to relieve me for a night, so that I can go home to my babies and my bed. A night without hearing suction, beeping alarms and sickly coughs....surrounded by my babies...sounds like Heaven.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
When we got there, she had an oxygen level of around 83. They gave her a breathing treatment and she dropped to about 75. So, the ambulance was called and she was rushed to Primary Children's emergency room. After 5 hours in emergency, they transferred us up to the the med/surg floor and here we wait. Her RSV test came back negative, but they are treating her as if she has it, because she has all the symptoms. ***UPDATE: The second set of tests came back and she is positive for RSV.***
She is on oxygen and doing really well with that. She tried her first bottle, since this morning and threw it up. She is finally sleeping...but a little too well, because her respiration's keep dropping to the lower 'teens. (Shouldn't go below 20/minute.) I have to keep startling her awake, to remind her to breathe. They are suctioning her out quit a bit and she HATES that! But, it helps her to breathe easier and not be so wheezy.
Being here is hard. It reminds me of when Avery was in the hospital with RSV. It doesn't help, that out of the 1,459,034 rooms in this hospital, we are in the very same one that Avery was in. I know that Avery was much, much sicker than Skylie is right now, but it's hard to see many of the same procedures happening again.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
3. These cute clings used to include a 2 foot Dora the Explorer. Sadly, she saw her death at the hands of the toddler that resides in this home.
4. Princess Power!
5. I really need to paint this bathroom.
6. So true!
13. Some of the cutest things in my home.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
I'm running away from the 4 month old who cried for six straight hours today. Do you have any idea what that kind of crying does to a person's sanity? Let's just say that if you do see me, don't be confused when I am repeatedly banging my head against the wall. I am doing it on purpose.
I am running away from the 20 month old boy who has had boogers streaming down his face all day. Picture Niagara Falls. You won't even be close.
I am running away from the 3 year old. Does that really need any more explanation? Shouldn't just telling you her age, be enough?
I am running away from my 4 year old who feels that "no" is the answer to any question out of my mouth. Probably correct when the question is, "Do you want to go to your room?" but, less funny, when the question is, "Will you PLEASE, for the love of all that is holy, clean up your freaking Valentine's?"
I am running away from my 6 year old, who does not believe me when I tell her that 8 + 7 is not 13. Or 14. Or 16.
I am running away from the "person" that added a spoon and 2 chocolate candies to the soup I was making for dinner.
I am running away from the ever-bloated bag of "Amish Friendship Bread" that is sitting on my counter. I think the damn thing reached 10 days...4 days ago. (If you have no idea what I am talking about...consider yourself lucky.)
I'm running away from my nutrition assignment. "No, I don't know why my diet of
I am running away from the brown, squishy bananas in my pantry and the carton of buttermilk in my fridge. If my husband wants banana bread, he can call his Mom.
I am running away from the sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, stuffy head and fever that has plagued our house for the last two weeks. (See how clever I was? I used the Nyquil slogan. Since that didn't cover it all, let me also add: the vomiting, the diarrhea, the crying, the waking me up, the goopy eyes, the raspy breathing and the swollen tonsils.)
I am running away from the kitchen floor that hasn't been mopped in 2 weeks. That's right, I didn't stutter...two weeks. Don't judge me. I'm lucky I've found time to shower in the last 2 weeks.
I am running away from the guy doing the tile in our basement bathroom. What in the hell, is so hard about wiping your feet, or (God forbid) taking off your shoes? Seriously. I mean, is the 6 inches of mud in my yard, not enough of an indication that it may make it into the house, if you don't remove your shoes? And for another thing, is it necessary to slam the door every gosh darn time you come in and out? I yelled at my poor daughter to "SHHH! THE BABY IS FINALLY FALLING ASLEEP!" very loudly, in your presence, hoping you'd get the hint. Maybe next time.
I'm running away from dieting. Dammit, chocolate
I'm running away from my job. I'm tired of staring at multi-million dollar homes, furnished with millions of dollars of furniture...when I don't know how I'm going to pay for the carpet in my basement. (And the kicker? Many of these homes are secondary homes...that the owner visits six weeks out of the year. Wow.)
I'm running away from my math homework. Dear Professor--You and I both know that I don't need this crap in the real world. I can barely find time to balance my checkbook, let alone anything else. There is no way in hell, that I am going to take the time to figure out the percentage of red dye #40 in my kid's fruit punch.
I'm running away to a warm beach. A place where I'm left alone to complete an entire thought, without interruption. If I'm really quiet, I can almost hear the waves now. Splish, Splash. Splish. Splash.
That splishing and splashing...is the upstairs tub overflowing. I guess I'll run away tomorrow. For now, I'll have to comfort myself with the fact that my children are getting clean...and so is the floor. And the rug. And the cat. Multi-tasking, at it's finest.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
But, they took it to a new level, this time. Bailey and Ryleigh were watching Disney's "Ice Princess" the other day. They both disappeared upstairs for old dance costumes and then they completed the look with roller blades.
Round and round the living room and kitchen they went, "ice-skating". I didn't realize how realistic they had made it, until I went into the kitchen for a drink.
All over my kitchen floor, I discover a billion melting ice-cubes. They had emptied out the ice bucket from our freezer and carefully placed them all over the floor.
I can see them both thinking: "Mom says the nearest ice-skating rink is too far...we'll make our own."
How they skated on them and didn't fall...I'll never know.
It's hard to get mad at your kids...when you are laughing on the inside.
I have to say...
I'm disappointed. You know the tread climber that I am so in love with? Yeah...new gym...doesn't have one. Half of the weight machines I use...new gym...doesn't have them...instead they have more free weights.
But, as Kellan would say...on the upside: I was reading today that the way to get out of your weight loss plateau is to change up your workout. Confuse your muscles, if you will. I guess this gives me the opportunity to get more running under my belt.
To add to it...the TV's weren't working yet. 50 minutes between the elliptical and treadmill is a loooooong time with no entertainment.
But again, on the upside: the hot guy I mentioned before (you know, the one that looks as though he could pick up my car and throw it)...yeah...he was at the new gym, too. I guess I wasn't without entertainment after all! :)
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Mine would say, "Still hoping and praying".
I cannot imagine how it feels to not be able to conceive your first child. My four children are my whole world and I can't imagine life without them. People may judge me for crying over the fact that we are having a hard time conceiving our 5th child. But, don't assume that you know how it feels to be able to easily conceive and then all of a sudden develop problems. To go from conceiving just by talking about it...to being disappointed for 14 straight months.
No matter how many children you have...one...three...seven...if you still feel like someone is missing from your family...you still have empty arms.
When I need an adorable, custom, blog make-over...Crystal is who I trust. She just started up a custom header business at Memoirs of a Mommy Headers. You may know her from Memoirs of a Mommy or Noah's Adventures. This is just another one of her many talents. Be sure to check her out. She will work with all of your ideas...and make them better!
Thank-you, Crys. Thank-you for your friendship and thank-you for my beautiful new page.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
I love, love, love getting my children's birthday pictures done. It is so fun for me to update their frame with their new "older" picture. I love laying out all the previous pictures and watching them grow.
Avery has the most vibrant eyes and the cutest, little, pinchable cheeks and the most heartwarming smile. No one could ever guess that this is the child that is making Mommy and Daddy crazy...one day at a time! :)
Thursday, February 14, 2008
(These are in no particular order.)
Never forget the important things in my life, but be careful what I label "important."
Never forget my mistakes, but get over them and let them go.
Never believe in perfection, but in satisfaction.
Never stop improving myself, but learn to be happy with where I am. And who I've become.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Crys at Memoirs of a Mommy gave me this one. Crys and her family are one of those rare people that you just "happen upon" one day and you know that you will never, ever forget them. If you haven't checked out her blog, you need to. Nothing will give you hope. like her.
I give this to Pam at Random Thoughts. Nobody is as "good" as a teacher who deals with what she does!
This funny little thing came to me by way of the Vasquez3. I love checking in on her wonderful stories and pictures of her beautiful daughter. I pray one day she will rename her blog the Vasquez4. Or 5. Or 9. LOL
I will pass on this nothingness to Bequi at Bequi 101, just because she'll think it's funny. :)
Jen over at Tidbits of the Tippets gave me the wonderful award. Jen is one of my newer blogging buddies and I thoroughly enjoy checking up her cute little family.
I am going to pass this on to Regina at Regina's Family Seasons. She is so kind and thoughtful and giving. She deserves it!
Monday, February 11, 2008
-The power cord to my laptop split open, causing sparks to fly all over my lap.
-I yanked the power cord out of the computer pretty damn quick...severing it in two.
-I threw the power cord in the outside garbage, to avoid a house fire.
-My mother-in-law reminded me that it should still be under warranty, so I fished it out of the outside garbage, where it was laying in used kitty litter.
-I called Dell to get a new power cord and the "special" department that I needed closed 7 minutes before I got transferred to them.
-Avery came down with strep.
-Luke, Ryleigh and Skylie all start fevering.
-I beg Josh to come home and his boss does will not let him...actually keeps him past the end of his shift by 30 minutes, to boot.
-Josh went to CompUSA to get a new power cord and came back (minus $70.00) with the wrong thing.
-CompUSA is going out of business and all sales are final.
-I beg Josh to stay home from work, because all the kids are sick. Nope. Now I'm mad at him.
-Luke came down with strep.
-Ryleigh came down with strep.
-Skylie has battled a fever all weekend due to her immunizations.
-Luke also has conjunctivitis.
-I called Wal-mart, but they don't carry power cords compatible with Dell laptops.
-Took four very ill children to Wal-mart to get the prescriptions. Luke's eye medicine is a little, teeny tiny dropper holding about 1 teaspoon of medicine. My cost? $45.00. Damn insurance company.
-Call Dell for power cord. Guess what? That one piece only had a one year warranty. New one will be $75.00. Oh, and by the way, you won't get it for a week and a half. Cancel that idea. I work from home. Need my computer.
-Mother-in-law went to Office Depot. No power cord there.
-Josh gets home at 2:00 pm with a, "What can I do to help?" Grr. "Gee...now that the kids have all been taken to the doctor, had their medicine and they are napping...what can you do?" Yup. Still mad.
-Mother-in-law went to Staples. Nope. Not there either. Hunt continues for elusive power cord.
-Called Radio Shack. They have attachments that will work!
-$90.00 later and new power cord and attachments are in my house.
-The one attachment that I need for my computer...missing from the box. Are you freaking kidding me?
-Called Radio Shack, drove back to Radio Shack and attachment is stolen from another box. (With clerk's permission, of course!)
Which Of These Reasons Actually Happened:
ALL OF THEM