Happy New Year everyone! Hope everyone has a great day today- the last day of 2012.
My New Year's resolution for 2013 is to be better about posting pictures on this blog!
Also, I resolve to be healthier in 2013- and not get any more illnesses that teenagers and 80-year olds get: strep, shingles, mono and we can't forget my bad ankle sprain (twice) that had me in crutches and a boot walker thing and 4 months of physical therapy.
One fabulous thing that happened this year in 2012 that will forever make this year memorable: My daugther arrived!! YAY!
Pictures soon.....I promise!
Monday, December 31, 2012
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas 2012! I have everything I always wanted, and I got my Christmas present a little early...in September, to be exact! Today was nice and relaxing and wonderful to spend with my husband and 4 kids. It made my heart happy to see 4 stockings!
I don't have any pictures uploaded to post yet, I'll do it soon.
I hope all of you had a great Christmas day today, and have a fabulous 2013!
I don't have any pictures uploaded to post yet, I'll do it soon.
I hope all of you had a great Christmas day today, and have a fabulous 2013!
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Take a Photo!
Ha ha ha! Well, I do like to take pictures! Lol!!
Someone posted this on Facebook, and I had to share! (Literally!)
Dave and I are working on my cookies for the cookie exchange party on Thursday. 2 dozen down, 2 more to go! We're making peanut butter blossoms (peanut butter cookies with a Hershey's kiss in the middle). Yummy!
Monday, December 17, 2012
Not a Bad Life
I had a few bad days last week with D's medical issues. Today is a better day. Instead of having breakfast this morning with my fellow December birthday girlfriends, I could have been making funeral arrangements for my husband or my young child like so many in Connecticut are doing today.
I'm still so lucky, despite the bumps in the road, to have the family and friends and life that I have. I had a great time at breakfast this morning catching up with girlfriends, and now I must go and start making cookies for a cookie exchange later this week with some girlfriends. :)
Sunday, December 16, 2012
12 Weeks Old!
A certain little princess is 12 weeks old today! I can't believe it! 11 lbs 8 oz!
It has been such a wonderful 12 weeks with her in our lives.
SO. TOTALLY. IN. LOVE!
It has been such a wonderful 12 weeks with her in our lives.
SO. TOTALLY. IN. LOVE!
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Superstitious
The day I drove home from our failed adoption in San Francisco in April 2011, I was wearing this slate blue colored track suit with bling on the jacket and pants. I hardly ever wore that track suit again after that fateful day.
Then we got the call on Sunday, September 23, 2012 that Cambria's birthmom was in labor at the hospital, and was 5 cm dilated! In North Carolina! I scrambled around to throw some stuff in a suitcase and get the hell out of town and on the red-eye flight to North Carolina that night! Guess what I wore? That slate blue track suit and some comfy tennis shoes.
That is kind of anti-superstitious, right? If I was being superstitious, I would never have worn that track suit to another adoption meeting! I was bound and determined to "make it right" this time....to make it work out.
I only slept one hour that night. I was no nervous and giddy with excitement about the fact that I was going to meet my daughter soon!
Did I mention I went there by myself? Dave had to re-arrange his work schedule and take care of some other things before he could fly out on Monday afternoon.
And don't worry....I didn't wear the track suit to meet my daughter and her birthmom! I changed beforehand.
Track suit or no track suit, the stars were aligned the right way and Cambria was supposed to be our daughter. And for that, I am grateful.
I keep thinking back to the first day, week, month with Cambria. It was so wonderful (it still is).
And for some other news: Dave had his procedure yesterday- he had an ERCP done. He has gall stones in his gall bladder and also stuck in his common bile duct. The ERCP is a scope that goes down his throat and reaches into the common bile duct and gets the gall stones out, so they can't obstruct things. (In this family, just the word obstruction gives me the heebie jeebies due to Dave's issues with bowel obstructions in the past.) Anyways, the procedure went well (WHEW!) and we got home from the hospital last night. He was trying to get me to go thru McDonald's drive-thru on the way home (Hello! More gallstones! Just what his gall bladder needs! HA!) then he was trying to eat ice cream (he snuck some sherbet). Ahhhh.....doctors are the worst patients. OK, so 1 out of 2 done. He is scheduled to have his gall bladder surgery down in Phoenix next Friday. Since he has complicated anatomy, the liver transplant surgeon has to do his surgery, since he is comfortable working in that small area. I'm nervous, but then I think that he's having his gall bladder removed, NOT something as major as a liver transplant-- so things could always be worse. And the best surgeon in Phoenix is doing the surgery. I think I would be seriously freaking out if he needed a liver transplant surgery. But this is still scary enough. My kids need their father. I need him too, but my kids really need the guidance and love of their father.
So while we were at the hospital yesterday (for 5 hours), all the horrific events that happened in Connecticut were all over the news. I was a little late catching up on all that since I was in the hospital, and a little bit pre-occupied. My youngest son is starting kindergarten in August, and I would be absolutely devastated if that happened to him or any of my other kids. I feel so sad for everyone affected by this senseless tragedy. What purpose did it serve for this nut job to kill all those innocent kids and school staff that he didn't even know? Who was he trying to get back at by doing that? These people who do these mass shootings need to re-direct their anger and get their mental illness under control and learn how to cope with life and the crap it deals them and all the unfair crap that happens in life without killing other people. I've had to deal with my fair share of crap in life so I know first-hand that life can suck really bad at times, but you need to grow up and face the music and learn how to deal with your problems in a non-violent way. He had no right to deal with his issues by killing innocent people.
OK, end rant.
And we woke up to snow this morning! I'm dreaming of a white Christmas! :)
Then we got the call on Sunday, September 23, 2012 that Cambria's birthmom was in labor at the hospital, and was 5 cm dilated! In North Carolina! I scrambled around to throw some stuff in a suitcase and get the hell out of town and on the red-eye flight to North Carolina that night! Guess what I wore? That slate blue track suit and some comfy tennis shoes.
That is kind of anti-superstitious, right? If I was being superstitious, I would never have worn that track suit to another adoption meeting! I was bound and determined to "make it right" this time....to make it work out.
I only slept one hour that night. I was no nervous and giddy with excitement about the fact that I was going to meet my daughter soon!
Did I mention I went there by myself? Dave had to re-arrange his work schedule and take care of some other things before he could fly out on Monday afternoon.
And don't worry....I didn't wear the track suit to meet my daughter and her birthmom! I changed beforehand.
Track suit or no track suit, the stars were aligned the right way and Cambria was supposed to be our daughter. And for that, I am grateful.
I keep thinking back to the first day, week, month with Cambria. It was so wonderful (it still is).
And for some other news: Dave had his procedure yesterday- he had an ERCP done. He has gall stones in his gall bladder and also stuck in his common bile duct. The ERCP is a scope that goes down his throat and reaches into the common bile duct and gets the gall stones out, so they can't obstruct things. (In this family, just the word obstruction gives me the heebie jeebies due to Dave's issues with bowel obstructions in the past.) Anyways, the procedure went well (WHEW!) and we got home from the hospital last night. He was trying to get me to go thru McDonald's drive-thru on the way home (Hello! More gallstones! Just what his gall bladder needs! HA!) then he was trying to eat ice cream (he snuck some sherbet). Ahhhh.....doctors are the worst patients. OK, so 1 out of 2 done. He is scheduled to have his gall bladder surgery down in Phoenix next Friday. Since he has complicated anatomy, the liver transplant surgeon has to do his surgery, since he is comfortable working in that small area. I'm nervous, but then I think that he's having his gall bladder removed, NOT something as major as a liver transplant-- so things could always be worse. And the best surgeon in Phoenix is doing the surgery. I think I would be seriously freaking out if he needed a liver transplant surgery. But this is still scary enough. My kids need their father. I need him too, but my kids really need the guidance and love of their father.
So while we were at the hospital yesterday (for 5 hours), all the horrific events that happened in Connecticut were all over the news. I was a little late catching up on all that since I was in the hospital, and a little bit pre-occupied. My youngest son is starting kindergarten in August, and I would be absolutely devastated if that happened to him or any of my other kids. I feel so sad for everyone affected by this senseless tragedy. What purpose did it serve for this nut job to kill all those innocent kids and school staff that he didn't even know? Who was he trying to get back at by doing that? These people who do these mass shootings need to re-direct their anger and get their mental illness under control and learn how to cope with life and the crap it deals them and all the unfair crap that happens in life without killing other people. I've had to deal with my fair share of crap in life so I know first-hand that life can suck really bad at times, but you need to grow up and face the music and learn how to deal with your problems in a non-violent way. He had no right to deal with his issues by killing innocent people.
OK, end rant.
And we woke up to snow this morning! I'm dreaming of a white Christmas! :)
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
12/12/12
12/12/12 -- what a cool day! I had to post something on this special day.
What I'm gonna post.....I'm not sure! ha ha
Dave is having a procedure done on Friday called an ERCP. It's done by the GI doctor, they put a scope down your throat and retrieve the gallstones that are in the duct.
Then he is having his gall bladder surgery next week. Probably Tuesday.
Could this be any more fun? HA! Not.
It's not as simple as I'm making it seem from the one sentence I allotted for each procedure. He has to have his gall bladder surgery done open....no lap chole for him. No, no, no, nope...that's not how we do things in our household.
SIGH....
He'll have to spend a few days in the hospital after the surgery recovering.
I don't want to talk about it anymore or I'll bust out in tears....again.
Things could always be worse....I know that. But I feel like we took one for the team back in 2008 and 2009 and 2010. Why can't we be left alone for a while?
Anyways, my mom has been up here helping out for the week and visiting with the kids. We're headed out to dinner now....at our favorite little Italian restaurant. Ciao!
What I'm gonna post.....I'm not sure! ha ha
Dave is having a procedure done on Friday called an ERCP. It's done by the GI doctor, they put a scope down your throat and retrieve the gallstones that are in the duct.
Then he is having his gall bladder surgery next week. Probably Tuesday.
Could this be any more fun? HA! Not.
It's not as simple as I'm making it seem from the one sentence I allotted for each procedure. He has to have his gall bladder surgery done open....no lap chole for him. No, no, no, nope...that's not how we do things in our household.
SIGH....
He'll have to spend a few days in the hospital after the surgery recovering.
I don't want to talk about it anymore or I'll bust out in tears....again.
Things could always be worse....I know that. But I feel like we took one for the team back in 2008 and 2009 and 2010. Why can't we be left alone for a while?
Anyways, my mom has been up here helping out for the week and visiting with the kids. We're headed out to dinner now....at our favorite little Italian restaurant. Ciao!
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