Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Monday, April 9, 2012

My sunshine...


This is J's snazzy suit from the 70's. We almost missed our window of wearing, I was determined not to let it pass.



The boy loves Jingle. It brings such joy to my heart to see him start to pretend.


I just love his face in this one.

The sweetest boy ever. I am so thankful for his joyful happy spirit at this time of stress and adjustment. He is such a joy.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

When the cat's away...

Hey guess what? WE ARE HOME! *confetti and fanfare and joy and dancing*

It's weird to come home to a home that was only your home for a few weeks but it's home none the less. Guess what else? J has applied for a job so we may be moving again. Even if he doesn't get it his boss wants us back in Flagstaff within a year so there's that.


Has this ever happened to you? Let's say you are having twins and living in someone's basement. So, you say to yourself, "Self, you are going to have three kids we really ought to get our own place." So you do what you can, and the boss says you can stay, and you think you are so clever because you moved before the twins came (by a breath), only to find out you still get to move with three tiny children. Life has been teaching me that I am in no way shape or form in charge. It kind of sucks, so I wish I would learn my lesson. On the up side, hopefully we will move to a house with a yard that has more than sunshine and rocks to offer. A sliver of shade or grass would be nice.


We were gone 4 months. While we were gone our house became a mouse super hotel. I am still finding evidences of their party. Stupid mice. Thank goodness for family who loves us and cleaned that up before we came home. I can't even imagine if I had come home to that. Can you say super meltdown of panic and doom and crying and wailing and gnashing of teeth? I can. That is what would have happened. Thank you ladies for keeping me sane.

J's family is all going to heaven, there. I have said it. I am glad I am a part of it. :)


You may or may not remember a post I did about something I had made as a Christmas present. I was going to reveal it's sheer awesomeness and then we kind of missed Christmas and I didn't get it to it's small new owner. I got it all done, and took some pictures. My dear mother is here helping us not be crazy people so she can take it to Miss Tati.


I am sure you all want one now. They will be all the rage, I am sure of it. If you do want to make one though. I used This pattern here, I changed the back posts to just regular stitches. Then I just made little circles for the dots and larger ones for the ears. If you want more specifics let me know. Also if you find you really need one and cannot make it yourself let me know, we could work something out. Although, you would need to give me plenty of time to get it made. I am still working out how to use my time more wisely. These kids are running me ragged.

I think she came out really cute though.

Anyway, I am glad we are home. It's a much better place to be.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Setbacks and blessings...

This last weekend we went to see miss Doodle and found that she had gone up on her O2. Yesterday we went back to find she was still up on her O2. She also threw up all down my cleavage. A flood of stinky warm frustration swept over me. We had just had a big fast, we were trying to do everything we could, why wasn't she improving? The tears were right below the surface all day. If anyone had hugged me or been overly kind, I was going to blow. This was also compounded with the fact that I knew our sweet little boy was going to be leaving us for a week or two to visit grandparents and get a break from being trapped in a small hotel room. Plans changed and the boy went with J's parents. I cried like a baby. Who was going to play the guitar and sing for me? Who was going to rock the Air conditioner?



It was really hard to let him go. We went back to the hospital and snuggled Doodle. As I sat there looking at the 500 written across her O2 thingy, I thought maybe I need to look on the bright side. I would hate to get her home only to have more complications and problems. Hopefully, she will be so ready to come home when she comes home it won't even be funny and we will be able to move forward. We have been so blessed and it is what it is. We will do what we have to do.

Last night we had a special engagement return of Fartty McStinkerson and the up all night band.

I am hoping it's not an all week gig. This morning I woke up a little happy not to be awoken at 7 am by the Disney channel blaring that annoying wake up wake up song. I will admit I was feeling a little tired and sorry for myself. I miss the boy. And then something amazing happened.

A wonderfully sweet girl nominated me for a contest in the Safford area. I could win a makeover, $200 at a super cute store downtown and a photography session for our little family. I was overwhelmed. I did start to cry, but what is new? I felt so loved, that Rachel had thought of me. What a blessing. So even if I don't win, how wonderful to feel so loved. I gotta say though, it would be pretty amazing to win. So if you want to help me win go vote for me here!
Super fun right? I am really excited to be a part of it.

I want to thank everyone for their fasting and prayers. I really did feel the love and support and even though Doodle hasn't had a miraculous recovery, we have to have faith that what is best is happening and all will be well in due time. Thank you guys. I love you all so much.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Yesterday...


(his favorite moment in the video.)


Add copious amounts of Muppets
I thought about posting them as often as we watched but I love you all too much.

to one
Bubble beard


toss in some
Mirrors


and Sir Chubs-A-lot.

That's a day around here.

PS if you have sheets you don't want anymore, I want them please. Thanks.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Grace...

At the risk of sounding whiney or complainy or any manner of other negative ways I could sound, I am going to be honest, this stinks. It stinks big ol heaps of stinky diapers. It feels like it will never end and things will never change or get better. I think I am depressed.

Today our nurse, and I often call her my nurse, was telling me what she saw as worst case scenarios were for our sweet little girl. Lest anyone get upset at her for doing so, I will state for the record that I appreciate it immensely. I am not one for having things sprung on me. I like fair warning, I like worst case scenarios, I like to prepare as best as I can. That being said, it's not great news. Worst case scenarios rarely are.

So much of my life I have felt that I have spent in limbo, waiting. I am beginning to realize that, this may be what life is. As John Lennon once said, "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans." It has once again become painfully obvious that I am not in charge here. Shocking I know, and I once again find myself totally and utterly worn out by trying to be in charge, if only mentally. I keep wondering why it is I can't seem to learn this lesson.

I am really hoping that we can avoid, worst case scenario. Here I am trying to be in charge again I suppose, but I would like to invite any and all who would like to, to join our family in a special fast this Sunday coming up for our little Doodle girl. It would mean so much to us if you could. I know that if you could join us and fast and pray for her little lungs, and that she could over come her reflux, and be able to eat well, and grow we might all be able to be a part of a miracle. If we could take our babies and go home and have her mostly healthy that would be a miracle. I just want her to be healthy and happy.

On one hand I am terrified at the work and insanity that will commence when we return home a five person family having left a three person family, but it would be so much nicer to face the insanity with healthy babies.

We really appreciate so much your love and support. It means so much. We love you all. Thank you a million times thank you.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Homeish...

Yesterday was a big day. A big bittersweet day.

Moon Pie came home.
Doodle wore her pearls.

Gasp! You want a picture of me? *batts eyes*

We spent a little time and then she had to say goodbye.


And even though I always knew she would be there longer, it was really hard to leave her. I've been crying about it, but that may also be due to getting absolutely no sleep last night.


Big brother got to really see the little guy.


He approves. We think...

Our awesome nurse saw us off.

It's been a crazy night already and I am exhausted, it will be really nice to go home, in the meantime, we will make the best of it. We are to be locked in our room to keep germs at bay. We are Rapunzel, the family edition. Wish us luck on surviving this, it's crazy with two, I can't imagine when Doodle bug jumps into the mix. It's gong to be insane, but the good kind of insane. It will get much better once we can get home and spread out a little. Yay home. The light is at the end of the tunnel. Come on Doodle let's go!

The little guy is a pooping machine and has taken every opportunity to pee on me. We are flying through the light weight blankets. I think I will be doing laundry every day. Whew, I am beat.