
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Blake's deal with Suzzy...
I almost put the title of this blog as Blake's deal with the "devil" since so many people consider Suzzy as the devil dog, but contrary to belief (except my brother's because he likes Suzzy more) she is adorable, lovable, and is GREAT with Blake. She brings toys to him and she thinks he throws it for her so she brings it back to him and drops it at his feet. He squeals when her and Ellie play together and Suzzy lets him pet her. Ellie, on the other hand, runs! I think it's because she has longer hair and has seen his love for girls with long hair. Anyway, that's an update on my dogs:) The real reason of this post is to tell you this:
We were painting our bedroom a few weeks ago and Raun walked into the hallway. I hear "Bad girl, Suzzy" come out of his mouth and I immediately try to think what she could have done. Of course, I thought she had an accident. So I asked him what happened and he brought me the chewed up nose syringe. Mind you, she has not actually chewed anything up since Ellie has been here. I think she's taught Ellie how to do it so that way she wouldn't get in trouble, but would still delight in the things destroyed. But that day, it was the nose syringe. I laughed, since they are inexpensive unlike my retainer, and told Raun that I bet Blake made a deal with Suzzy since he hates it so much. Well...fast-forward to yesterday. I had just cleaned out Blake's nose and it was lying on the floor for a split second. I wasn't paying attention to where the dogs were because I was calming Blake down. Raun came upstairs and held up the syringe and said "She chewed up another one!" Sadly, it was the one we liked, so we have to go buy the nose saline to get the syringe. We have one left....and it's not going anywhere near the floor. Blake just squealed when Raun held it up, as if he knew that Suzzy had fulfilled the mission. Now I'm going to have to be on the lookout for how Blake will reward Suzzy. Will it be by eating her dog food, pulling her hair, playing with her toys, etc.? I'll let you know when I find out!
We were painting our bedroom a few weeks ago and Raun walked into the hallway. I hear "Bad girl, Suzzy" come out of his mouth and I immediately try to think what she could have done. Of course, I thought she had an accident. So I asked him what happened and he brought me the chewed up nose syringe. Mind you, she has not actually chewed anything up since Ellie has been here. I think she's taught Ellie how to do it so that way she wouldn't get in trouble, but would still delight in the things destroyed. But that day, it was the nose syringe. I laughed, since they are inexpensive unlike my retainer, and told Raun that I bet Blake made a deal with Suzzy since he hates it so much. Well...fast-forward to yesterday. I had just cleaned out Blake's nose and it was lying on the floor for a split second. I wasn't paying attention to where the dogs were because I was calming Blake down. Raun came upstairs and held up the syringe and said "She chewed up another one!" Sadly, it was the one we liked, so we have to go buy the nose saline to get the syringe. We have one left....and it's not going anywhere near the floor. Blake just squealed when Raun held it up, as if he knew that Suzzy had fulfilled the mission. Now I'm going to have to be on the lookout for how Blake will reward Suzzy. Will it be by eating her dog food, pulling her hair, playing with her toys, etc.? I'll let you know when I find out!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
My Sick Little Man
We've had our first real sickness this past week, unfortunately. Blake and I have both been sick with a cold and it has ended with Blake's first ear infection. He is still playing and laughing, but he enjoys being cuddled and held a lot of the time. He's had this cold since Wednesday and it still has not gone away. I'm debating whether to go back to the doctor or not, so we'll see. Thankfully, he's not running a temperature, but his little cough sounds so bad. I'm not going to lie, though. I've enjoyed rocking and holding him this week because lately he's enjoyed the floor more than my arms. He's rolling over a lot...especially when he sees the nose syringe coming out. He's trying to learn to crawl...he's more like scooting on his belly at very small increments and doesn't get far. He is sitting up by himself for the most part. He still falls over every now and then, but he's doing a great job. He's can pull himself up onto Raun and me and can hold on for split seconds to the couch. His favorite pasttime is to watch our dogs play together. Boy are they in trouble when he learns to crawl! I've posted some pictures from the past two weeks. And yes, he does have rosy cheeks due to him being sick. Hopefully he gets better soon! John's wedding is in a week and we have to be well.


Friday, February 27, 2009
Happy Birthday Shannon!
Dear Shannon,
Is it true that you would be 19 years old today if you were still here with us? I know that you would constantly be calling to remind me that I'm getting old and that I'll be "almost 30" very soon. And how would you be calling me? Would it be from your home phone? Nope. It would be from your cell phone. And Raun would kill me from all the texts that you and your sister would send me combined. But you know what? I wouldn't care! I'd text in secret to you two girls if I needed to.
I miss you so much. I know that we were so blessed to have you for more than 17 years, but for some reason, it doesn't seem like it was enough. I know I'm selfish...I wanted more. I wanted to be there to watch you grab your diploma. I wanted to see your pictures when you got back from your trip to New York. I wanted to watch you meet Blake for the first time and babysit him for the first time. I know that you're in a much better place and all of your pain is gone, but I do miss your laughs and hearing you fight over the remote with your sister by sitting on her. I even miss you running your hands through my hair and your WONDERFUL back rubs. They were the best.
Your sister wrote the most beautiful essay about you and how you influenced her life. I cried because everything she said was true and I know she misses you so much. Thank you, girl, for teaching me how to not be scared around children with special needs. Thank you for teaching me not to be scared of terminally-ill children. Thank you for telling me how you got scared, but how you faced all of your fears. I will never forget one of the times that you had a surgery and you told me how scared you were and that you were afraid that you would die. I remember you hugging me after that and I had tears in my eyes because I was afraid, too, but I didn't want you to see that. Once I let go of you, I grabbed one of my stuffed animals for you to take the hospital with you to help comfort you. I will never forget that memory. I relate to so many people because of all that you talked to me about.
I often walk past my kitchen and stare at your picture. Sometimes it's easier to pretend that you are still at home, watching television or driving your brothers and sisters crazy! Or giving your parents that teenage attitude:) It doesn't seem right that that's not where you are. I can't wait to see you one day. I used to be scared of dying, but after watching you, I know that it'll be okay. If you can do it and not be scared, so can I. Thanks for that last act of courage. I love you and have already started showing Blake pictures of you and telling him stories of you. He's going to grow up knowing you as much as he can. You would have loved him.
Happy 19th Birthday, sweet girl. It will always be your birthday and I will always remember it. Man...I'm getting old. Thanks for reminding me, Shannon!
Love,
Your Sister:)
Is it true that you would be 19 years old today if you were still here with us? I know that you would constantly be calling to remind me that I'm getting old and that I'll be "almost 30" very soon. And how would you be calling me? Would it be from your home phone? Nope. It would be from your cell phone. And Raun would kill me from all the texts that you and your sister would send me combined. But you know what? I wouldn't care! I'd text in secret to you two girls if I needed to.
I miss you so much. I know that we were so blessed to have you for more than 17 years, but for some reason, it doesn't seem like it was enough. I know I'm selfish...I wanted more. I wanted to be there to watch you grab your diploma. I wanted to see your pictures when you got back from your trip to New York. I wanted to watch you meet Blake for the first time and babysit him for the first time. I know that you're in a much better place and all of your pain is gone, but I do miss your laughs and hearing you fight over the remote with your sister by sitting on her. I even miss you running your hands through my hair and your WONDERFUL back rubs. They were the best.
Your sister wrote the most beautiful essay about you and how you influenced her life. I cried because everything she said was true and I know she misses you so much. Thank you, girl, for teaching me how to not be scared around children with special needs. Thank you for teaching me not to be scared of terminally-ill children. Thank you for telling me how you got scared, but how you faced all of your fears. I will never forget one of the times that you had a surgery and you told me how scared you were and that you were afraid that you would die. I remember you hugging me after that and I had tears in my eyes because I was afraid, too, but I didn't want you to see that. Once I let go of you, I grabbed one of my stuffed animals for you to take the hospital with you to help comfort you. I will never forget that memory. I relate to so many people because of all that you talked to me about.
I often walk past my kitchen and stare at your picture. Sometimes it's easier to pretend that you are still at home, watching television or driving your brothers and sisters crazy! Or giving your parents that teenage attitude:) It doesn't seem right that that's not where you are. I can't wait to see you one day. I used to be scared of dying, but after watching you, I know that it'll be okay. If you can do it and not be scared, so can I. Thanks for that last act of courage. I love you and have already started showing Blake pictures of you and telling him stories of you. He's going to grow up knowing you as much as he can. You would have loved him.
Happy 19th Birthday, sweet girl. It will always be your birthday and I will always remember it. Man...I'm getting old. Thanks for reminding me, Shannon!
Love,
Your Sister:)
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Blogs
So...here is the blog of the family I have asked prayer for in one of my earlier posts. Their baby's name is Cooper.
http://ezandccox.blogspot.com/
Another blog is of one of the boys that I used to do music therapy with. He was a terminally-ill patient of mine, but so sweet. He had Krabbe's disease and beat all odds. However, I just learned that he passed away about a month ago. They are an incredible family and love the Lord. Both of these people and their situations remind me of Aunt Patricia and Uncle Ray and Shannon. Please pray for both families and for God to continue to work in wonderful and powerful ways.
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/dylanmay
http://ezandccox.blogspot.com/
Another blog is of one of the boys that I used to do music therapy with. He was a terminally-ill patient of mine, but so sweet. He had Krabbe's disease and beat all odds. However, I just learned that he passed away about a month ago. They are an incredible family and love the Lord. Both of these people and their situations remind me of Aunt Patricia and Uncle Ray and Shannon. Please pray for both families and for God to continue to work in wonderful and powerful ways.
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/dylanmay
Friday, February 20, 2009
A week of firsts








This week was full of a lot of firsts for Blake. Raun put together his high chair and he has been joining us at the dinner table every time we eat. He is only eating green beans, still...until tomorrow, but when is isn't eating he is playing in his chair. He loves being a big boy at the table. It's kinda weird for Raun and I, though!
Raun also put together his jumperoo one night. Blake LOVES it! I catch him trying to watch the television with it, so I've had to make sure that the television is off. Such a boy! He stays in that thing for 30 minutes at a time. I love it! I took a video of him in his jumper, so enjoy!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
6-month appointment
We had Blake's 6-month appointment today and it went well. He got his first finger prick, which he did well with and then only got one shot today. He cried for a second and then I picked him up and nursed him and he was fine. I'm thankful that we haven't had any bad reactions with it, yet. He now weighs 16 pounds 4 ounces and is 27 inches long. The pediatrician said he'll be long and skinny...we'll see if she's right! When the nurse weighed him, I couldn't believe it was 16 pounds. Where did my 6 pound newborn go to and when did he gain all this weight?! He's doing great eating his green beans and is now sitting in his high chair at the dinner table with us. He loves measuring spoons and I have been able to cook a lot easier now that I can keep him occupied with spoons.
My heart has been troubled the past few days because of a girl that I went to school with. Her baby is 2 months old and has down syndrome. However, he is in the hospital and has RSV, is on a vent, and has a heart problem. It just reminds me so much of Shannon. I cry every time I read the blog because I can't help but think of all that she's going through as a mother. It has made me hold Blake even more and love on him tons! I don't know how Aunt Patricia and Uncle Ray do it, but they do. I don't know how they were able to watch their little girl in the hospital, but they did. I just wish that these things never happen, even though I know they happen for a reason and God uses it for good. I miss Shannon so much and I feel like I'm reading a story (with a little differences) that describe a little of what went on when Shannon was a baby on this girl's blog. My heart just breaks knowing that she doesn't know how her baby will do and if he will even be okay. Please pray for this family.
My heart has been troubled the past few days because of a girl that I went to school with. Her baby is 2 months old and has down syndrome. However, he is in the hospital and has RSV, is on a vent, and has a heart problem. It just reminds me so much of Shannon. I cry every time I read the blog because I can't help but think of all that she's going through as a mother. It has made me hold Blake even more and love on him tons! I don't know how Aunt Patricia and Uncle Ray do it, but they do. I don't know how they were able to watch their little girl in the hospital, but they did. I just wish that these things never happen, even though I know they happen for a reason and God uses it for good. I miss Shannon so much and I feel like I'm reading a story (with a little differences) that describe a little of what went on when Shannon was a baby on this girl's blog. My heart just breaks knowing that she doesn't know how her baby will do and if he will even be okay. Please pray for this family.
Monday, February 16, 2009
My new recipe blog
I have been asked by several people to share my recipes with them since we rarely eat the same things twice. That's greatly because Raun and I love to try new things and aren't afraid to cook Thai, Japanese, Chinese, Indian, and good old southern....however, all of these things are usually healthy versions from some of my favorite healthy cookbooks and magazines. Anyway, for those of you interested in a website full of recipes, go to our blog at http://ourdinners.wordpress.com. When you cook one of the recipes, feel free to comment on what you thought about it, good or bad. That way people can read for themselves whether to try it or not. I will say that a new one goes up each time we cook, so they are all tried by us. Enjoy and can't wait to hear your thoughts!
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