The little things I miss.

My Dr. took me off bed rest as of Saturday. He does not stop labor after 34 weeks. I was surprised by this, and obviously relieved. I would really like to stay pregnant at least until 36 weeks so I am still taking it very easy. At least now I have the freedom to take my kids to dance, and watch a soccer game. Grocery shopping, heavy cleaning, and walks are still not a part of my life. These last couple of weeks have been a challenge that my family has never experienced. We are not sit on the couch kind of people. It is hard for me to watch my other children sacrifice on behalf of Mr. Baby. They have for the most part been really good, but we are all ready for normal life to be back.

Yesterday I was in my kitchen and I felt sad. I really wanted to clean it, and make a treat for my family. I wanted to go upstairs to MaKaya's and Savanna's room and pull out all the stashed clutter that has been collecting. I would love to put the finishing touches on the nursery so that it can finally be done. I want to clean out the fridge, and wash finger prints off the wall. I never realized how much I really do love all the things that I thought I hated doing. It really warms my heart to take care of my family.

But I will continue to take it easy and let all those things be left undone, in hopes that this baby will stay put a bit longer. He just can't wait to get here and meet everyone that is so anxious for his arrival.

Lots of GOOD people!

I will never forget this day, I was getting my morning pepsi when I heard the terrible news. I just watched a tribute and all the same emotions I felt 8 years ago return to the surface. What warms my heart is seeing all the good people helping in anyway they can.
I think of the firemen day after day searching for people digging through rubble trying to find just one survivor. Just one person makes it worth it.
I think of the service men that leave the comfort of their homes and families to protect me and my family. I think of the endless hours of service that we never heard about, and never will.

This day and my current situation causes me to reflect on all the good people.

I will never forget the first time I experienced a code blue at work. I was on my way to Labor and Delivery to deliver some medications when a code was called overhead. All at once the halls became flooded with medical professionals rushing to the patients room. I was in awe that all these people were intent on one thing, to save this strangers life. To save one person it was worth it to them.

After I had the twins I had the opportunity to spend time in the NICU. What an eye opening experience for me. To watch a team of doctors and nurses work so intently to save helpless baby after helpless baby. They open their hearts to strangers and do everything to save one life.

My world was turned up side down. How was I going to keep my children's lives going when I had to spend it on the couch. I kept thinking of all the things that they have going on, and I got more and more overwhelmed. Then one by one people started calling and coming by bringing books, magazines, chocolate, Pepsi, things to keep me busy, dinner for my family. People cleaning my house, taking Boo, offering help in any way that I needed. Then I started feeling overwhelmed by all the kindness that was being shown to me and my family, and most importantly this little guy that is growing in my tummy who is a stranger to them.

It seems that most of the focus is on the terrible things that are happening but I am witnessing that kindness, service and love is a very big part of our world.

Hello Couch

Saturday was uneventful except for the fact that my uterus would not stop contracting. I watched a movie with the girls and then went to bed early hoping to relax my body. Around 11:30 my contractions increased with intensity so I decided to time them. They were 3 to 4 minutes apart. I am only 32 weeks so going into labor right is not a great idea. I went to the hospital and they checked me. I am dilated to a 2, 60% effaced and I lost my plug (kind of gross) They gave me a shot to stop the contractions.
After talking with my Dr. he has ordered me to bed rest with bathroom privileges only. It is a very over whelming feeling to know that I am not able to do anything for my family. I can't even get them ready for school. Looking at the week ahead sends me into a tailspin. I am very lucky to have such great family and friends. I am overwhelmed with the love, kindness, and service that has been shown to me. I am not the type to just sit and do nothing so this is really going to drive me crazy!!! Please call or come by, your company will be much appreciated. My morning pepsi will be very missed, that might be the hardest sacrifice of all. Happy days to all of you!!!

p.s I never watch TV so I would love to hear what you watch. I need some sort of entertainment!

Dear Dad,

Thank you so much for bringing me to Aunt Amanda's. It is soooooooo fun here. She lets me sleep in her bed, and lay on her couch. She even made pancakes for breakfast and I got to eat some. When I got here this morning I wandered all over looking for Sammie, and then I remembered about the terrible accident. The girls are still so sad that she is gone, so I am helping them. I follow them around, and sit right by them. I love it when they pet me so I nudge them when they stop. You take your time in Vegas, because really Dad, I am having the time of my life.
Love your son,

Toby

P.S.
They haven't even told me, "To get a life" once. It really is great here.

Is this for real?

I don't even know how to begin writing this, but I can't sleep and I have so much emotion running through my system maybe this will be a way to help me. Last night Sammie our dog was ran over by a car and died. As I write those words it is still so hard for me to believe it is true. Some of you are thinking what's the big deal, it's just a dog, and some of you are feeling our pain, knowing that Sammie was not just a dog, she was such a big part of our family.

Sammie came into our family on June 14th 2002, I was 4 months pregnant with MaKaya. Her mom Sadie was our dog, so we watched her be born. She melted my heart from the moment she was born. She was the biggest dog of the litter, she died weighing 90lbs. That is really big for a female chocolate lab. She had a such a calm patient demeanor. After kids got over her being so big they soon loved her. She would let them do anything to her, sometimes I thought she should snap at them, she never did. She loved to sit by me on the couch. She still thought of herself as the little puppy that always sat on my lap. She tried this often. She always wanted to be petted. If you would stop she would gently paw you to ask you for some more. Every morning when the girls would wake up they come and get in bed with me, Sammie was not going to be left out, she was right there with us. Lots of mornings it drove us crazy. She would be laying on one of us, or we couldn't get any covers, I would give anything to have her jump in my bed this morning. Soon I will tell the story of the amazing gentleman that helped my dog while she was dying, but I can't right now. My girls are heart broken as they have never been before. What will we ever do without our Samsam.

Do I have a fat lip?

My mom took the girls to the Owl's game and on the way in MaKaya was swarmed by some bees and was stung three times. Two on her arm, and one right on her lip. She got an ice pack and was very shy about showing anyone her lip. Finally Lexi got a peek and told Gran there was a problem. They took her to first aid, who then called an ambulance. With the sirens and blazing lights MaKaya didn't know what to expect. They checked her out and decided it best she go to the ER. I met them there and was shocked when she took her ice pack off. I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. I knew that she had been stung, but my mom left out the severity of it for MaKaya's sake. Her lip was enormous. I have never in my life seen anything like it. She was nervous but was very brave. As I walked through the ER doors Lexi saw me first and burst into tears, and then MaKaya did the same. For some reason things are always better when mom is there. After a dose of benadryl her lip resumed to its normal shape. She got a pack of skittles, a foul ball from the Owls' game and an ID bracelet from the hospital. She almost thought the bee sting was worth it.

Happiness

Summer brings me happiness!!! Sunshine, swimming. baseball, sleeping in, staying up late, and fresh fruit are some of the things that make me HAPPY!!! I am no longer a Debbie Downer I am a Happy Holly. Pregnancy isn't even as bad as it was. Yes I am very anxious to be done but I am feeling so much better. We love to be busy so if I don't blog that often it's not because I'm feeling so terrible its because we are off having fun. Happy summer to you!!!