Thanks Tosha, you're the best!
Gorgeous picture from yesterday
Monkey's Occupational Therapist, Tosha at Tosha Gaines Photography, took this picture yesterday.
Thanks Tosha, you're the best!
Thanks Tosha, you're the best!
Sweet Monkey
I found out today that Monkey made the cover of the Birmingham Parent Media Guide (click the link to view).
If anyone is looking to advertise for their business, this would be a great option! I recently learned that 35,000 copies are sent out to the Birmingham area each month!
:)
If anyone is looking to advertise for their business, this would be a great option! I recently learned that 35,000 copies are sent out to the Birmingham area each month!
:)
A day in the life...
Today was a canine-chasee, back-smacking, ear-biting, hair-pulling, chain-breaking, spit-up kind of day...
Here is the short version:
Monkey and I had our hearts jump started this morning when we came upon a dog that was diligently defending his territory. I don't do well with barking dogs, but lucky for all involved he wasn't too aggressive, finally backed off and he didn't manage to ruin the rest of our walk...
Julien is away this weekend and Chris is on call, so when lunch time came around, Monkey and I were home alone. I made a simple lunch of black beans and rice, black olives and shredded cheese. Monkey has eaten this at least a hundred times before. I can't tell you what happened, but the next thing I knew Monkey was choking. I don't mean the average "she just got choked", I mean, full blown clogged airway! I am a very controlled person in traumatic situations and when I realized that a little pat on the back wasn't going to work this time, I grabbed her under the arm with one hand as I was unbuckling her with the other. I immediately threw her over my arm and delivered the "firm" blows to her back. I looked down at her and bless her heart, she was terrified, tears streaming down her face and unable to make a sound. As I continued hitting her firmly on the back, my mind starting racing. I mentally back tracked to where I last had the telephone. I knew that it was all the way upstairs in the hallway outside of Monkey's room. I knew that if I had to call 911, I would waste a lot of time going after the phone. In the same moment, I was thinking that I didn't want to hurt her little back, but I had to get her airway clear. Just as I am about to make a dash for the phone, I delivered the last smack to her little back and out it (all) came. Chris and I know to be on extra guard with Monkey when she eats because her little mouth and throat are so small, this was just the first time (and hopefully last) that we really encountered a true emergency. Poor Monkey was just terrified and shaking after it was all over with.
This afternoon we attended a fantastic birthday party (details and pictures later). At the end of the party, we decided to get a picture with Monkey and her friend. As you all know, Monkey loves to give lovins' and was leaning over to her friend. Her friend got a little carried away and put Monkey in a head lock, while pulling her hair and biting her ear. O-U-C-H!
Monkey didn't cry, but has some battle scars. It was just an accident and very age appropriate!!!!
After the birthday party, came the Super Bowl party. Monkey and I left early so that we could make the drive home and get Monkey to bed at a decent time. Monkey got bath baby and we went to take a bath. I think Monkey was just really tired, because she got upset when I was getting her ready for her bath, tried to hold onto my shirt and accidentally ripped my necklace off (the brand new one from Chris). I watched it fall into the bath water and had to chuckle. Go figure, right? Of course.
After bath, I wrapped Monkey and baby snuggly in a towel, took them to the changing table and dried them both off. I put Monkey's diaper on and got baby some new clothes to put on. I grabbed Monkey's pajamas and we walked downstairs. As soon as we got to the bottom of the stairs, Monkey spit up all over clean baby, clean baby's clean clothes, clean Monkey and clean Monkey's clothes. Inhale. We go to the kitchen, wash baby and wrap her snuggly in a dish towel. Back up the stairs we go to clean Monkey and to retrieve fresh pajamas. Back downstairs we go just in time to catch the last of the Super Bowl and see the Steelers' victory!
Ah, just another day. It's a very good thing I can find humor in this...
Here is the short version:
Monkey and I had our hearts jump started this morning when we came upon a dog that was diligently defending his territory. I don't do well with barking dogs, but lucky for all involved he wasn't too aggressive, finally backed off and he didn't manage to ruin the rest of our walk...
Julien is away this weekend and Chris is on call, so when lunch time came around, Monkey and I were home alone. I made a simple lunch of black beans and rice, black olives and shredded cheese. Monkey has eaten this at least a hundred times before. I can't tell you what happened, but the next thing I knew Monkey was choking. I don't mean the average "she just got choked", I mean, full blown clogged airway! I am a very controlled person in traumatic situations and when I realized that a little pat on the back wasn't going to work this time, I grabbed her under the arm with one hand as I was unbuckling her with the other. I immediately threw her over my arm and delivered the "firm" blows to her back. I looked down at her and bless her heart, she was terrified, tears streaming down her face and unable to make a sound. As I continued hitting her firmly on the back, my mind starting racing. I mentally back tracked to where I last had the telephone. I knew that it was all the way upstairs in the hallway outside of Monkey's room. I knew that if I had to call 911, I would waste a lot of time going after the phone. In the same moment, I was thinking that I didn't want to hurt her little back, but I had to get her airway clear. Just as I am about to make a dash for the phone, I delivered the last smack to her little back and out it (all) came. Chris and I know to be on extra guard with Monkey when she eats because her little mouth and throat are so small, this was just the first time (and hopefully last) that we really encountered a true emergency. Poor Monkey was just terrified and shaking after it was all over with.
This afternoon we attended a fantastic birthday party (details and pictures later). At the end of the party, we decided to get a picture with Monkey and her friend. As you all know, Monkey loves to give lovins' and was leaning over to her friend. Her friend got a little carried away and put Monkey in a head lock, while pulling her hair and biting her ear. O-U-C-H!
Monkey didn't cry, but has some battle scars. It was just an accident and very age appropriate!!!!
After the birthday party, came the Super Bowl party. Monkey and I left early so that we could make the drive home and get Monkey to bed at a decent time. Monkey got bath baby and we went to take a bath. I think Monkey was just really tired, because she got upset when I was getting her ready for her bath, tried to hold onto my shirt and accidentally ripped my necklace off (the brand new one from Chris). I watched it fall into the bath water and had to chuckle. Go figure, right? Of course.
After bath, I wrapped Monkey and baby snuggly in a towel, took them to the changing table and dried them both off. I put Monkey's diaper on and got baby some new clothes to put on. I grabbed Monkey's pajamas and we walked downstairs. As soon as we got to the bottom of the stairs, Monkey spit up all over clean baby, clean baby's clean clothes, clean Monkey and clean Monkey's clothes. Inhale. We go to the kitchen, wash baby and wrap her snuggly in a dish towel. Back up the stairs we go to clean Monkey and to retrieve fresh pajamas. Back downstairs we go just in time to catch the last of the Super Bowl and see the Steelers' victory!
Ah, just another day. It's a very good thing I can find humor in this...
15-11
Another basketball victory for our team! I can't say today was a good game, because the boys struggled through the entire time.
Regardless, we won and we move on to the last regular game of the season Wednesday night.
Regardless, we won and we move on to the last regular game of the season Wednesday night.
Another Happy Belated Birthday to me!
Chris, Monkey and I had dinner tonight with friends at Sumo. Monkey (and Jackson) loved watching the fish swim around in the little pond while we were waiting for our table. Mommy loved Daddy being on fish duty...it's nice to rest the back every once in a while!
We had a nice, relaxed time and was able to catch up with friends that we haven't seen in a very long time.
Thanks guys for the great dinner, we had a wonderful time!
We had a nice, relaxed time and was able to catch up with friends that we haven't seen in a very long time.
Thanks guys for the great dinner, we had a wonderful time!
Watching her Daddy
Monkey is taking it easy this morning by sitting at the window and watching her Daddy cut the grass. Every time Chris stops the lawnmower to empty the bag, Monkey turns to me and starts clapping.
What a good little
cheerleader!
What a good little
cheerleader!
Year two
Today marks the second year since I allowed myself to make our lives public and introduce you all into our "Wait and See World".
I started to read back through that post so that I could give a complete update on where we are today. I couldn't do it. Some days I can read the post, other days I can't.
All I can say right now is that our family is blessed everyday with a joy greater than anyone can imagine. I am honored to have this life that I have and I am unbelievably fortunate for the prayers that continue for Addie and our family.
Our God continues to bless our family and heal Addie beyond what anyone could have ever imagined. I am meant to tell this story, a thousand times over.
As if I needed a reminder, while I was typing this, Addie called out for me - she was crying for me - "Momma". According to "them", she should have never spoken that word.
Thank God for each miracle, we see them every day!
I started to read back through that post so that I could give a complete update on where we are today. I couldn't do it. Some days I can read the post, other days I can't.
All I can say right now is that our family is blessed everyday with a joy greater than anyone can imagine. I am honored to have this life that I have and I am unbelievably fortunate for the prayers that continue for Addie and our family.
Our God continues to bless our family and heal Addie beyond what anyone could have ever imagined. I am meant to tell this story, a thousand times over.
As if I needed a reminder, while I was typing this, Addie called out for me - she was crying for me - "Momma". According to "them", she should have never spoken that word.
Thank God for each miracle, we see them every day!
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