Wednesday, January 26, 2011
{Now Posted}
I did this wedding almost a month ago and I'm now just finding time to post it.... It was crazy, crazy weather, but certainly a day for them to remember:) Take a look HERE
Friday, January 21, 2011
Just Breathe...
I'll be honest these last few weeks have COMPLETELY wiped me out! {seth starting teach school again and attend night school again, the wedding preperation and actual event, Aiden's accident: the tests, the hospital visit, the worry, the emotion, the bills that are now coming in, etc} - I drag everyday and am already SO tired the moment I hear Mason calling me from his room in the morning. I fall asleep on the couch with Seth after putting the kids to bed which is usually the other way around but lately I'm just out.
Good news is Aiden's follow up CT scan seems to have been good news. We never got the call for the results so I called Primary’s and they read us the notes, which basically said the blood is almost all gone! AWSOME!!!! And that the Doctor would be calling if he saw any problem. No call yet so I think he's doing good! They reminded us as did Aiden's doctor that he needs to be FULLY watched the next month. The skull is still healing and we don't want any knocks, bumps of falls to trigger anything. Which we were COMPLETELY ON BOARD with, I've never been more worried about my kids than through this experience. I had a fear that this next month of fully watching Aiden and keeping his brother who likes to 'throw' objects might be tough, but I had NO idea it would be this draining.
The point of this blog has never been to whine, I try and make my blog positive, honest and a true record of our life. Which hopefully keeps with the positive theme most of the time but to keep with the honest theme as well and shatter any illusion that I have it all together or that I’m perfect (not that I had anyone fooled:) here is this post.. I also hope it doesn’t come across as whining… Just honest!
This month has been tough. haha. Mason is definitely a two year old and loves to scream NO at me so nicely, and Aiden has decided NOW is an awsome time to try and start walking {what!} To watch Aiden fully I constantly need to have him with me and since he's now so very mobile he doesn't want to be held so I basically just follow him and try and distract Mason away from him. I've tried putting Aiden in a playpen to play but Mason is just more intrigued with that and try’s to climb in or throw toys in to Aiden. So away the playpen went!
Oh man and this is gross but the poopy diapers have to stop sometime right! Aiden has FOUR teeth coming in on the top, YES all at the same time, all while getting over an ear infection in both ears and the bump on his head.... Mason oddly has decided to join him and has had diarrhea for two weeks. The amount of baths I've given, sheets I've changed and clothes I've washed has caused me to sweat and literally cry in the laundry room, pathetic, I know. I guess my mom was right... "when it rains, it pours!" And as I called her crying yesterday feeling tired and depleted she reminded me "this too shall pass" "don't fight what you can't control" "Just be their mom and just breath" ……So I hung up, and just breathed. The poopy diapers have not slowed down. The Lord showed that he has a sense of humor and 20 mins after my call to my mom Aiden had poop spilling out from the bottom his pants. I wanted to cry since Aiden had already had TWO baths that day but instead, I just took a breath, laid down a towel and give him his third bath. I think I might have even laughed. As I was bathing him I looked at his head and saw his swelling has almost gone completely away! A physical sign he is getting better and more out of the woods. A sign I was grateful for. A sign I needed. I don’t' know what I would do without my Aiden or my raging toddlerJ I love them to the end of the earth. Hard months or not I was reminded I wouldn't give this role or time in my life up... at all! They are my life. I'll take all the bad with the good because at 25 I'm still calling my mom to feel better in hard moments and I can only hope I become the source of love and comfort that you can't get where else, for them. This is a tiring time, one that has caused me to basically DO NOTHING except be their mom and get NO WORK or ANYTHING ELSE accomplished during the day... but that's okay with me too. Because I felt loved being reminded where my focus should be. I already knew I loved Aiden but going through this brought out a whole other level of love. We have felt the Lord with us and have felt his direct love through neighbors, family and friends bringing us dinner on the nights we need it most, our wards prayers and concern, my dear friend picking up Mason TWO mornings in a row for a few hours just so I could shower before noon, and endless calls from family checking in on us and Aiden.
So there is my ramble. So even though I’m beyond tired, I realize I'm too blessed to be stressed! I’m getting A LOT of quality time with my amazing boys and more importantly my son is healing, I couldn't ask for anything more.
Thanks for talking me down Ma and reminding me to just breathe. I love you!
Good news is Aiden's follow up CT scan seems to have been good news. We never got the call for the results so I called Primary’s and they read us the notes, which basically said the blood is almost all gone! AWSOME!!!! And that the Doctor would be calling if he saw any problem. No call yet so I think he's doing good! They reminded us as did Aiden's doctor that he needs to be FULLY watched the next month. The skull is still healing and we don't want any knocks, bumps of falls to trigger anything. Which we were COMPLETELY ON BOARD with, I've never been more worried about my kids than through this experience. I had a fear that this next month of fully watching Aiden and keeping his brother who likes to 'throw' objects might be tough, but I had NO idea it would be this draining.
The point of this blog has never been to whine, I try and make my blog positive, honest and a true record of our life. Which hopefully keeps with the positive theme most of the time but to keep with the honest theme as well and shatter any illusion that I have it all together or that I’m perfect (not that I had anyone fooled:) here is this post.. I also hope it doesn’t come across as whining… Just honest!
This month has been tough. haha. Mason is definitely a two year old and loves to scream NO at me so nicely, and Aiden has decided NOW is an awsome time to try and start walking {what!} To watch Aiden fully I constantly need to have him with me and since he's now so very mobile he doesn't want to be held so I basically just follow him and try and distract Mason away from him. I've tried putting Aiden in a playpen to play but Mason is just more intrigued with that and try’s to climb in or throw toys in to Aiden. So away the playpen went!
Oh man and this is gross but the poopy diapers have to stop sometime right! Aiden has FOUR teeth coming in on the top, YES all at the same time, all while getting over an ear infection in both ears and the bump on his head.... Mason oddly has decided to join him and has had diarrhea for two weeks. The amount of baths I've given, sheets I've changed and clothes I've washed has caused me to sweat and literally cry in the laundry room, pathetic, I know. I guess my mom was right... "when it rains, it pours!" And as I called her crying yesterday feeling tired and depleted she reminded me "this too shall pass" "don't fight what you can't control" "Just be their mom and just breath" ……So I hung up, and just breathed. The poopy diapers have not slowed down. The Lord showed that he has a sense of humor and 20 mins after my call to my mom Aiden had poop spilling out from the bottom his pants. I wanted to cry since Aiden had already had TWO baths that day but instead, I just took a breath, laid down a towel and give him his third bath. I think I might have even laughed. As I was bathing him I looked at his head and saw his swelling has almost gone completely away! A physical sign he is getting better and more out of the woods. A sign I was grateful for. A sign I needed. I don’t' know what I would do without my Aiden or my raging toddlerJ I love them to the end of the earth. Hard months or not I was reminded I wouldn't give this role or time in my life up... at all! They are my life. I'll take all the bad with the good because at 25 I'm still calling my mom to feel better in hard moments and I can only hope I become the source of love and comfort that you can't get where else, for them. This is a tiring time, one that has caused me to basically DO NOTHING except be their mom and get NO WORK or ANYTHING ELSE accomplished during the day... but that's okay with me too. Because I felt loved being reminded where my focus should be. I already knew I loved Aiden but going through this brought out a whole other level of love. We have felt the Lord with us and have felt his direct love through neighbors, family and friends bringing us dinner on the nights we need it most, our wards prayers and concern, my dear friend picking up Mason TWO mornings in a row for a few hours just so I could shower before noon, and endless calls from family checking in on us and Aiden.
So there is my ramble. So even though I’m beyond tired, I realize I'm too blessed to be stressed! I’m getting A LOT of quality time with my amazing boys and more importantly my son is healing, I couldn't ask for anything more.
Thanks for talking me down Ma and reminding me to just breathe. I love you!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
{Our little Angel}
What a week! What started out as an amazing Sunday, Seth & I both teaching lessons, Mason being so good in church turned into a not so good day for Aiden. My sweet baby boy had an accident and frankly scared all of us to death. I can say one thing... my Aiden is a trooper and when you think you love your kids as much as you could love them something happens to show you just how much you love them. Although I wish we wouldn't have had this experience I am beyond grateful for the love, support and strength we have felt from our families and especially our Savior. While I was teaching RS the last hour of church my husband was changing Aiden's diaper in the men's restroom. It was a blow-out so he was juggling trying to keep Aiden from laying in it even more and get the explosion diaper off the counter before aiden could grab it, as he turned to throw it away our quick little man fell off the changing table... Seth turned just in time to see him hit the tile. I got done teaching less then 5 mins later and I walk out to see my husband as pale as can be. I didn't know what happened, Seth had calmed him down before I walked out and Aiden was now it was just very slow, tired and Seth was sweating.
Seth pulled me to the side and told me what happened. We kept Aiden awake and rushed him home. We called the doctor immediately. As we were on the phone with the doctor Aiden slowly came back to smiling, giggling and eating. We went through a series of questions with the doctor and did exactly what they instructed: felt his head, pupil test, following fingers, etc. Since he was seeming completely normal they just told us to watch him very careful for any signs and to wake him up every half hour to hour during nap and at night to make sure he was aware and could make contact. We did. The next morning he seemed to be as normal as could be. He ate great, laughed, crawled and was attacking his brother. A very good family friend stopped by to see the boys and as we were playing in the boys room I noticed Aiden's head looked lopsided. I thought it was his hair being puffy so I went to smooth it down and my hand ran across a texture that made my heart stop. Swelling, Mush! I freaked out. My heart dropped, I knew something was wrong. My poor friend tried to calm me down and explained it was probably just swelling (I’m so glad she didn't panic cause I was doing enough for us both) however I knew it wasn't swelling, i could feel it in my bones.
We quickly loaded the boys and I called seth on my way to tell him I was dropping Mason off at his shop so I could take Aiden in immediately. The pediatrician said that it was a very good sign that he was acting so good but that his head was not so good. He set up an emergency ct scan at the hospital, he explained what would happen and the best case and worst case scenarios to prepare for. I went back down the street to Seth's shop and updated him. We couldn't get a hold of Seth's sister who lives right there to see if she could take Mason while we went to get the scan done, so seth just wanted to take him with us but something told me that wasn't a good idea and to get him taken care of. An amazing family friend Lisa who lives right there in Provo took him last minute without hesitation and said he'd be fine for however long it took.
I knew what was happening around me but because he was acting so good it was hard to really have it sink in, especially to the point of what was really happening. So although I was not totally panicking just yet something inside of me must have known because I felt myself preparing. I got in robot mode, went numb and just started to act quickly on what needed to be done... I dropped Mason off, picked Seth back up and we went the hospital for our scheduled time of the CT scan. This is where the endless hours started. For a child to be sedated they need to not have eaten for 6 hours because of the risk of them throwing up while their under, but said they are exceptions where they take this risk when it's an emergency. She then said this was a case where we would need to risk it. My heart sunk a little deeper. She gave us a load of information. I tried to digest all I could. Aiden started to act a little different, sleepy and very hungry (it had be 6 hours since feeding but of course we couldn't feed him right before his scan) they started to put him under and he fought it and fought it. The doctor tried to help the sedation by coaxing him to sleep and just when he looked 'out' he would spring back crying. She watched the timer and said "5 mins in, 7 mins is the golden minute.. i never lose." More minutes passed, to where I knew we were past the 7 mins and he was still fighting it. I see her nod to the assistant to give him more... the next few minutes got scary. I saw a ting of panic in her eyes as they quickly got he oxygen out and elevated him. "I then heard the doctor say do you need some juice? "Are you okay?" I turn to see Seth completely pale and fall his way into a chair trying to stay aware. It dawned on me... Aiden had stopped breathing. Then would start again. Then would stop. Not my favorite game.
They got him stabilized and completely under. I gave him a kiss and they took him into the scan. I saw the guilt and worry on my sweet husbands face as he whispered "i'm so sorry" My numbness went away and I felt where we were and what was happening. I just sat on Seth lap and we cried together. They were out pretty quick and wheeled him back into the room. The nurse stayed with us but the doctor started making calls and wouldn't really talk to us. I became nervous and asked the nurse when the results would come and she said "they have the results." The wind whirl begun. She came in and explained he had two fractures in his skull and there were bleeding in two different place. Even though my heart couldn't possibly sink lower, it did. She said they were sending it to Primary's for a neuro surgeon to look at and they would make a plan from there.
The next two hours we tried to coax him out of his sedation, which was so very sad to watch. He was not happy. Phone calls were made, people came in and out, things were being signed and then I heard the nurse ask, "... going home?" and the doctor shook her head "No. He's going to Primary's" She then came in with her happy presence replaced with a serious yet calm demeanor. She explained that the bleeding inside, under the large fracture was something that needed to be watched and needed to have a nuero surgeon close by for, so they need him to get to Primary's right away.
All I could hear was the pediatrician's "...worst case scenario" playing out right before me. She gave us loads of information and told us to take a deep breath. I saw the worry on my husbands face and felt my heart break at the reality of what was going on. I went out to the hallway and broke down. I have never been so scared. ever. I thought of my sweet little boy and his broken head and I lost it. I prayed and prayed hard, right there in the hallway. I called my mom because even at 25 next to my husband she is who I need. I called Cookie and my mother-in-law and updated them as best I could. I began to arrange for Mason to be taken care of and without hesitation my family filled in all the gaps with him: him being picked up, fed, clothes (because I had come so unprepared), etc. I went back in and waited with Seth. They came in with the plan and because Aiden's blood pressure wasn't something they were comfortable with they had a life flight team come from SLC to pick him up via ambulance. Aiden was now awake and very hungry. The sweet doctor brought in stuffed animals, any musical toy she could find and bubbles, between all of us we danced around and blew bubbles to make him happy until the team got there to transport him. Even through hunger, sedation and I'm sure headache he still would smile through his tears and be the sweet aiden we know.
We got to primary’s and the trauma team was waiting. Aiden saw all the pretty doctor's and broke out in the biggest sleepy grin and started charming them. I heard the life flight team laugh and say don't let him fool you, he's got a broken head! I laughed and then thought.. he fooled me. I stayed home on Sunday because he fooled me! An immense amount of 'bad mother' feelings swept over me. I know they told me it manifested late and that they might have not seen anything on Sunday had I brought him in, I still felt like I should have known!!!! They were all so so so good to him. The life flight team stayed around just to make sure he was in good hands. The doctors from the other hospital sent him with stuff animals, bubbles and everything they had. The trauma doc's were a little more intimidating as they asked us how and why he fell. I guess that's good because for some unfathomable reason this scene isn't always an accident!
We were admitted and taken upstairs to Aiden's room. He was all sorts of hooked up but he didn't seem to mind, just something else for him to chew on. Everyone around him couldn't believe how good he was being. I don't know how many times I heard "his behavior does not match his injury!" That's my boy! He's so amazing and sweet. I thanked the Lord over and over that although a serious injury that he didn't seem to be in pain. What a blessing. I don't know what I would have done if he felt the injury he had. We were blessed with AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING nurse's that calmed us down when bad news would come in from a test and did anything to make Aiden smile. His first night's nurse even came back the next night when she wasn't over him just to help with his bath.
Utah Valley Regional Hospital and Primary's are incredible places and staffed in a way that made our experience what it was. Aiden was checked on nearly every two hours during the night and monitored during the day. They did 25 x rays Tuesday and then another CT Scan Wednesday morning which showed his bleeding had stopped!!!!!! It was long, long nights in the hospital sleeping in a chair. However hearing his bleeding had stopped made that and everything just lift off my shoulders!!! I cannot tell you how good that news was. For three days all we got was bad news. It seemed to get worse with every test we took however family rallied, friends came together, even my in-laws family's showed up in a huge way and prayed and fasted to where we felt the strength every moment we were in there. When I would pray I felt the strength of prayers going in that same direction. And it worked, good news came at last!!!
I was and am so emotional when I think of the many people who stood behind us during this time for Aiden. I don't think Seth and I have ever felt so loved. My sweet mom drove up in the middle of the night that first night and stayed with us for hours on end. She was so needed and such a comfort to Aiden. My sisters & Cookie all showed up with toys for Aiden and treats for us. They held him, kissed him and entertained him. Seth's aunt drove down for Ogden just to check on him... texts from my sweet sister-in-law in Texas and from family, friends and our ward came just about every hour. The support was unreal!!! Those few days were one of the most scary and hard things we have ever been through. However the Lord was with us every moment, we felt his love encircle us. My husband was a rock and never left Aidens side. I held my sweet baby boy all through the night just watching him. Seth and I pulled together and the love within our little family swelled ten fold!
Discharge was an amazing feeling because that meant he was doing okay enough to go home but also so scary for me to think of him not being watched by doctors all the time. Mixed emotions leaving to say the least! He will have a 4-6 weeks recovery. He is sleeping a TON now because he was so wired in the hospital and slept as little as we did so I think he's just making up for it. His bleeding has stopped and already started to go away which is awsome, awsome, awsome!
We go back in a week to do another CT Scan just to make sure the swelling is going in the direction, which it's already gone way down. So I think we're headed in the right direction! He's a champ! To say we love him is not nearly enough description on how we feel about our little Aiden. He is the center of our hearts and are so grateful he's okay. The people who stepped up, called us every hour, already brought us dinners, taken care of Mason, prayed on Aiden's behalf you will NEVER know how much we thank you! We firmly believe prayers brought him home! We love you endlessly for your love for our family!
We know how blessed we are to be home and for Aiden to be okay. We saw so many other families and children there that were much worse off than our sweet Aiden. I found myself sharing Aiden's get well prayers with them. I could not imagine some of the things those families are facing. We are so blessed and my heart and prayers continue to go out to Aiden's little nieghbor that didn't seem to be doing so well and all the other children we saw there.
We wish you the same strength we felt and prayers are still coming your way!
Seth pulled me to the side and told me what happened. We kept Aiden awake and rushed him home. We called the doctor immediately. As we were on the phone with the doctor Aiden slowly came back to smiling, giggling and eating. We went through a series of questions with the doctor and did exactly what they instructed: felt his head, pupil test, following fingers, etc. Since he was seeming completely normal they just told us to watch him very careful for any signs and to wake him up every half hour to hour during nap and at night to make sure he was aware and could make contact. We did. The next morning he seemed to be as normal as could be. He ate great, laughed, crawled and was attacking his brother. A very good family friend stopped by to see the boys and as we were playing in the boys room I noticed Aiden's head looked lopsided. I thought it was his hair being puffy so I went to smooth it down and my hand ran across a texture that made my heart stop. Swelling, Mush! I freaked out. My heart dropped, I knew something was wrong. My poor friend tried to calm me down and explained it was probably just swelling (I’m so glad she didn't panic cause I was doing enough for us both) however I knew it wasn't swelling, i could feel it in my bones.
We quickly loaded the boys and I called seth on my way to tell him I was dropping Mason off at his shop so I could take Aiden in immediately. The pediatrician said that it was a very good sign that he was acting so good but that his head was not so good. He set up an emergency ct scan at the hospital, he explained what would happen and the best case and worst case scenarios to prepare for. I went back down the street to Seth's shop and updated him. We couldn't get a hold of Seth's sister who lives right there to see if she could take Mason while we went to get the scan done, so seth just wanted to take him with us but something told me that wasn't a good idea and to get him taken care of. An amazing family friend Lisa who lives right there in Provo took him last minute without hesitation and said he'd be fine for however long it took.
I knew what was happening around me but because he was acting so good it was hard to really have it sink in, especially to the point of what was really happening. So although I was not totally panicking just yet something inside of me must have known because I felt myself preparing. I got in robot mode, went numb and just started to act quickly on what needed to be done... I dropped Mason off, picked Seth back up and we went the hospital for our scheduled time of the CT scan. This is where the endless hours started. For a child to be sedated they need to not have eaten for 6 hours because of the risk of them throwing up while their under, but said they are exceptions where they take this risk when it's an emergency. She then said this was a case where we would need to risk it. My heart sunk a little deeper. She gave us a load of information. I tried to digest all I could. Aiden started to act a little different, sleepy and very hungry (it had be 6 hours since feeding but of course we couldn't feed him right before his scan) they started to put him under and he fought it and fought it. The doctor tried to help the sedation by coaxing him to sleep and just when he looked 'out' he would spring back crying. She watched the timer and said "5 mins in, 7 mins is the golden minute.. i never lose." More minutes passed, to where I knew we were past the 7 mins and he was still fighting it. I see her nod to the assistant to give him more... the next few minutes got scary. I saw a ting of panic in her eyes as they quickly got he oxygen out and elevated him. "I then heard the doctor say do you need some juice? "Are you okay?" I turn to see Seth completely pale and fall his way into a chair trying to stay aware. It dawned on me... Aiden had stopped breathing. Then would start again. Then would stop. Not my favorite game.
They got him stabilized and completely under. I gave him a kiss and they took him into the scan. I saw the guilt and worry on my sweet husbands face as he whispered "i'm so sorry" My numbness went away and I felt where we were and what was happening. I just sat on Seth lap and we cried together. They were out pretty quick and wheeled him back into the room. The nurse stayed with us but the doctor started making calls and wouldn't really talk to us. I became nervous and asked the nurse when the results would come and she said "they have the results." The wind whirl begun. She came in and explained he had two fractures in his skull and there were bleeding in two different place. Even though my heart couldn't possibly sink lower, it did. She said they were sending it to Primary's for a neuro surgeon to look at and they would make a plan from there.
The next two hours we tried to coax him out of his sedation, which was so very sad to watch. He was not happy. Phone calls were made, people came in and out, things were being signed and then I heard the nurse ask, "... going home?" and the doctor shook her head "No. He's going to Primary's" She then came in with her happy presence replaced with a serious yet calm demeanor. She explained that the bleeding inside, under the large fracture was something that needed to be watched and needed to have a nuero surgeon close by for, so they need him to get to Primary's right away.
All I could hear was the pediatrician's "...worst case scenario" playing out right before me. She gave us loads of information and told us to take a deep breath. I saw the worry on my husbands face and felt my heart break at the reality of what was going on. I went out to the hallway and broke down. I have never been so scared. ever. I thought of my sweet little boy and his broken head and I lost it. I prayed and prayed hard, right there in the hallway. I called my mom because even at 25 next to my husband she is who I need. I called Cookie and my mother-in-law and updated them as best I could. I began to arrange for Mason to be taken care of and without hesitation my family filled in all the gaps with him: him being picked up, fed, clothes (because I had come so unprepared), etc. I went back in and waited with Seth. They came in with the plan and because Aiden's blood pressure wasn't something they were comfortable with they had a life flight team come from SLC to pick him up via ambulance. Aiden was now awake and very hungry. The sweet doctor brought in stuffed animals, any musical toy she could find and bubbles, between all of us we danced around and blew bubbles to make him happy until the team got there to transport him. Even through hunger, sedation and I'm sure headache he still would smile through his tears and be the sweet aiden we know.
We got to primary’s and the trauma team was waiting. Aiden saw all the pretty doctor's and broke out in the biggest sleepy grin and started charming them. I heard the life flight team laugh and say don't let him fool you, he's got a broken head! I laughed and then thought.. he fooled me. I stayed home on Sunday because he fooled me! An immense amount of 'bad mother' feelings swept over me. I know they told me it manifested late and that they might have not seen anything on Sunday had I brought him in, I still felt like I should have known!!!! They were all so so so good to him. The life flight team stayed around just to make sure he was in good hands. The doctors from the other hospital sent him with stuff animals, bubbles and everything they had. The trauma doc's were a little more intimidating as they asked us how and why he fell. I guess that's good because for some unfathomable reason this scene isn't always an accident!
We were admitted and taken upstairs to Aiden's room. He was all sorts of hooked up but he didn't seem to mind, just something else for him to chew on. Everyone around him couldn't believe how good he was being. I don't know how many times I heard "his behavior does not match his injury!" That's my boy! He's so amazing and sweet. I thanked the Lord over and over that although a serious injury that he didn't seem to be in pain. What a blessing. I don't know what I would have done if he felt the injury he had. We were blessed with AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING nurse's that calmed us down when bad news would come in from a test and did anything to make Aiden smile. His first night's nurse even came back the next night when she wasn't over him just to help with his bath.
Utah Valley Regional Hospital and Primary's are incredible places and staffed in a way that made our experience what it was. Aiden was checked on nearly every two hours during the night and monitored during the day. They did 25 x rays Tuesday and then another CT Scan Wednesday morning which showed his bleeding had stopped!!!!!! It was long, long nights in the hospital sleeping in a chair. However hearing his bleeding had stopped made that and everything just lift off my shoulders!!! I cannot tell you how good that news was. For three days all we got was bad news. It seemed to get worse with every test we took however family rallied, friends came together, even my in-laws family's showed up in a huge way and prayed and fasted to where we felt the strength every moment we were in there. When I would pray I felt the strength of prayers going in that same direction. And it worked, good news came at last!!!
I was and am so emotional when I think of the many people who stood behind us during this time for Aiden. I don't think Seth and I have ever felt so loved. My sweet mom drove up in the middle of the night that first night and stayed with us for hours on end. She was so needed and such a comfort to Aiden. My sisters & Cookie all showed up with toys for Aiden and treats for us. They held him, kissed him and entertained him. Seth's aunt drove down for Ogden just to check on him... texts from my sweet sister-in-law in Texas and from family, friends and our ward came just about every hour. The support was unreal!!! Those few days were one of the most scary and hard things we have ever been through. However the Lord was with us every moment, we felt his love encircle us. My husband was a rock and never left Aidens side. I held my sweet baby boy all through the night just watching him. Seth and I pulled together and the love within our little family swelled ten fold!
Discharge was an amazing feeling because that meant he was doing okay enough to go home but also so scary for me to think of him not being watched by doctors all the time. Mixed emotions leaving to say the least! He will have a 4-6 weeks recovery. He is sleeping a TON now because he was so wired in the hospital and slept as little as we did so I think he's just making up for it. His bleeding has stopped and already started to go away which is awsome, awsome, awsome!
We go back in a week to do another CT Scan just to make sure the swelling is going in the direction, which it's already gone way down. So I think we're headed in the right direction! He's a champ! To say we love him is not nearly enough description on how we feel about our little Aiden. He is the center of our hearts and are so grateful he's okay. The people who stepped up, called us every hour, already brought us dinners, taken care of Mason, prayed on Aiden's behalf you will NEVER know how much we thank you! We firmly believe prayers brought him home! We love you endlessly for your love for our family!
We know how blessed we are to be home and for Aiden to be okay. We saw so many other families and children there that were much worse off than our sweet Aiden. I found myself sharing Aiden's get well prayers with them. I could not imagine some of the things those families are facing. We are so blessed and my heart and prayers continue to go out to Aiden's little nieghbor that didn't seem to be doing so well and all the other children we saw there.
We wish you the same strength we felt and prayers are still coming your way!
"what's all the fuss about?"
(yes, i look like death in all these pictures but hey what can ya do?)
My sweet boy and his swollen head. It was hard to get a picture of what it really looked like
no, not mad, just running on 1 hour of sleep in 48 hours
GOING HOME!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
weird moment
today i dropped by Seth's shop to drop Mason off while I took Aiden to the doctor's. a very friendly student came in and was asking my husband some questions about a test, he said "HI" to mason before leaving then waved at me and said "Nice to meet you Mrs. McVea" I nearly looked behind me to see if my mother in law had miraculously appeared from New York... "Mrs!!!! don't you know I was just barely one of you?" Then I saw the toddler on my hip and heard my baby coo-ing in my camry... not the sporty corolla that I intended to buy then realized it wouldn't fit car seats too well, realized my boyfriend was a husband and he was the TEACHER not a student. So........ I guess "just barely" doesn't really describe me in relation to my teenage years anymore. I'm not too young to be married anymore (rip age of 18:) or mistaken as a young women THE ENTIRE TIME of stake Girls Camp when I went as the Camp Director for our ward, I'm a full fledged MRS & Mom! Crazy. Sometimes it sinks in more than others. I chuckled the whole way home!
please tell me other people feel old sometimes when they have these moments? anyone;)???
please tell me other people feel old sometimes when they have these moments? anyone;)???
Monday, January 3, 2011
Christmas 2010
I've taken a break from the computer for TWO weeks, no blogs, no facebook, no emails, nothing... it felt glorious.. I don't know what it is about being un-plugged that centers me. I think one day I will do it for good:) .... Oh but then I couldn't upate my own blog which has become my family journal which a very important to me so plugged in I'll stay:) {pictures of the printed out 2010 book I just got in the mail, coming soon.... turned out so cool}
..........however being unplugged does not mean my last two weeks were uneventful. Quite the opposite. It was filled with choas, family, good food, cold, cold, cold days, Aiden's first Christmas, a scary drive in a blizzard to Manti to shoot a wedding, shooting bridals in 9 degree weather, quests at our house, christmas day lunch with my family, Mason throwing up on Christmas, an awsome new years eve with my sister, date night with my hubby, playing handy man with Mason for HOURS with his new 'tools' and wedding stuff for Lilley! Whew. I was acutally ready for Monday. Weird. I do love being married to a school teacher though. It came with a financial sacrafice however when we made the choice to move home and take this job we did it with the desire to give our children a great family life, and we are blessed with exactly that here in Utah. We have what we need finanically and we also get daddy on the weekends, summers and on school breaks, which means Christmas break isn't just a weekend for us, it's almost two weeks. LOVELY! It was so fun to be surrounded with family and enjoy the holidays here at home. Because my lovely inlaws are away serving a mission (we missed you) we had Seth's siblings and a soon to be brother in law spend the week with us and it was so special. Christmas morning was so fun to have them here, the boys are quickly becoming accustom to having his aunts here all the time. They are like my own family and they are so good with the boys. We played games, ate til we were sick and stayed up way past our bedtime:) This was Aiden's first Christmas and Mason's first time where he actually 'got it'. I never thought Christmas would be as good as being the kids yourself, but I was wrong, watching your own kid experiencing the magic of Christmas morning wins without a doubt! I wish I could show you our amazing morning in a display of photo's however a photographer and moms nightmare played out a few days after Christmas when I went to shoot a reception and formatted (erasing) my card {which was all our christmas morning photo's} without downloading them on the computer first. To say I screamed is an understatement. I'm very ocd about my pictures and having them saved, I've never ever done that. But now that I have two SLR's I use my 30d for family functions and my nicer one for work, however Seth came as my second shooter for this reception and was using my 30D so when I prepped my card for my 7D I forgot to do his. I died. Aiden's first Christmas GONE, Mason oh so cute face when he tried on his new tool belt or opened his keyboard GONE... so so so so so so so sad! I had to instantely put it out of my head because I was in the parking lot of the reception I was about to shoot and I didn't want to carry that into my job. Oddly I was successful but remembered the second I got back in the car and I just cried. Pictures are my world. It's what i do, it's how I freeze my childs special moments. An important, can't get back morning is gone! We tried recovering them but nothing worked.... So this christmas we will just have to remember in our hearts... I know there's nothing I can do about it so I'm not letting it get the best of me. Like my mom always said "take your five minutes and cry, then get over it and move on" :) {ps. i hated when she told me that growing up, now i kinda get it.... i said kinda mom, not totally:} haha
At least I did get some Christmas Eve ones on another camera so I have those to share:) So besides that it was a very neat Christmas. I love the lights, music, family, and chance to really focus on the Savior's birth. I hope you all enjoyed our holidays... now I guess we're all back to the grind!
..........however being unplugged does not mean my last two weeks were uneventful. Quite the opposite. It was filled with choas, family, good food, cold, cold, cold days, Aiden's first Christmas, a scary drive in a blizzard to Manti to shoot a wedding, shooting bridals in 9 degree weather, quests at our house, christmas day lunch with my family, Mason throwing up on Christmas, an awsome new years eve with my sister, date night with my hubby, playing handy man with Mason for HOURS with his new 'tools' and wedding stuff for Lilley! Whew. I was acutally ready for Monday. Weird. I do love being married to a school teacher though. It came with a financial sacrafice however when we made the choice to move home and take this job we did it with the desire to give our children a great family life, and we are blessed with exactly that here in Utah. We have what we need finanically and we also get daddy on the weekends, summers and on school breaks, which means Christmas break isn't just a weekend for us, it's almost two weeks. LOVELY! It was so fun to be surrounded with family and enjoy the holidays here at home. Because my lovely inlaws are away serving a mission (we missed you) we had Seth's siblings and a soon to be brother in law spend the week with us and it was so special. Christmas morning was so fun to have them here, the boys are quickly becoming accustom to having his aunts here all the time. They are like my own family and they are so good with the boys. We played games, ate til we were sick and stayed up way past our bedtime:) This was Aiden's first Christmas and Mason's first time where he actually 'got it'. I never thought Christmas would be as good as being the kids yourself, but I was wrong, watching your own kid experiencing the magic of Christmas morning wins without a doubt! I wish I could show you our amazing morning in a display of photo's however a photographer and moms nightmare played out a few days after Christmas when I went to shoot a reception and formatted (erasing) my card {which was all our christmas morning photo's} without downloading them on the computer first. To say I screamed is an understatement. I'm very ocd about my pictures and having them saved, I've never ever done that. But now that I have two SLR's I use my 30d for family functions and my nicer one for work, however Seth came as my second shooter for this reception and was using my 30D so when I prepped my card for my 7D I forgot to do his. I died. Aiden's first Christmas GONE, Mason oh so cute face when he tried on his new tool belt or opened his keyboard GONE... so so so so so so so sad! I had to instantely put it out of my head because I was in the parking lot of the reception I was about to shoot and I didn't want to carry that into my job. Oddly I was successful but remembered the second I got back in the car and I just cried. Pictures are my world. It's what i do, it's how I freeze my childs special moments. An important, can't get back morning is gone! We tried recovering them but nothing worked.... So this christmas we will just have to remember in our hearts... I know there's nothing I can do about it so I'm not letting it get the best of me. Like my mom always said "take your five minutes and cry, then get over it and move on" :) {ps. i hated when she told me that growing up, now i kinda get it.... i said kinda mom, not totally:} haha
At least I did get some Christmas Eve ones on another camera so I have those to share:) So besides that it was a very neat Christmas. I love the lights, music, family, and chance to really focus on the Savior's birth. I hope you all enjoyed our holidays... now I guess we're all back to the grind!
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