Good Morning Readers,
Today I am reaching out to my awesome readers, not for myself but for a cyber-friend. I just read on one of the many forums I read, that another mom delivered her daughter last night at 24 weeks 3 days, Same as Dawson was when he was born. I am asking that if prayer is your thing, please pray for baby "J", ask that the Lord protect her and help her fight. Pray that the Dr's and nurses stay focused and do all they can to keep this little girl strong.
If prayer is not your thing that's okay, just please keep this family in your thoughts.
We are praying for you GC and family!
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Dawson = Mr Curious
In the last few weeks D has become much more aware, alert and curious about EVERYTHING. Sometimes his little head just starts wobbling and he has to lay it down he gets movin so fast. He is so curious about everything, and just looks around all of the time. More recently, he LOVES the Christmas tree. If that thing is plugged in D goes into what we call "the zombie stare". It doesn't matter if you stick your face right in front of Dawson's eyeballs, you cannot get his focus away from that thing. 
See what I mean? He just sits and stares at it.
He is also so much more content sitting up and playing on the couch or toys, he is getting away from wanting to be held 24/7 THANK GOODNESS! Don't get me wrong, I love to snuggle as much as the next guy, but my house and dogs need some TLC!
Hehe not quite the playing I meant, but daddy tried LOL. I am surprised though, surprised that D made it home almost 4 months before Ryan tried this. I thought for sure this would have happened within 2 weeks :D
See what I mean? He just sits and stares at it.
He is also so much more content sitting up and playing on the couch or toys, he is getting away from wanting to be held 24/7 THANK GOODNESS! Don't get me wrong, I love to snuggle as much as the next guy, but my house and dogs need some TLC!
Hehe not quite the playing I meant, but daddy tried LOL. I am surprised though, surprised that D made it home almost 4 months before Ryan tried this. I thought for sure this would have happened within 2 weeks :D
Monday, November 30, 2009
The month of November
Quite a few nights I have sat down to write this post, and each time I wasn't ready to give it the effort I felt November deserved. November brought a lot of events for us. Nov. 17th was prematurity awareness day. Nov. 20th was one year since we discovered we were expecting. Of course, Thanksgiving, which both reminds us of how blessed we truly are, and all we have to be thankful for. but it also brings a sense of sadness and a string of memories that take me back 1 year ago...
Nov. 20th, 2008. I didn't quite believe the first one, or two, or three tests. We had been praying for you Dawson for a little over 6 mos, even though so few knew we were trying. I immediately started crying and called Ryan, who didn't believe it either. I had all these visions in my head about how I would be patient and wait until we got home from work so I could tell him in person, but I couldn't do it! We were so excited. Thanksgiving 2008 was one week later, and by the end of that day the whole family knew. That day everyone began sharing in the excitement, and making their guesses as to your gender. I felt all along you would be a boy, even though everyone else was so sure you were a girl! All of the women even went through and did the Chinese gender charts to confirm their accuracy, with a 100% success rate in our family. But my charts said girl...I broke the statistic =)
Christmas 2008 (Ignore Ryan's doofy expression please!) We opened our first gift for you Dawson...Huggies!!=) We were already so excited knowing that you were with us! I bought Ryan a onsie to open that says "My dad is cooler than your dad" and we just kept talking about how different Christmas 2009 would be with a 5 month old.
The winter came and went, and while the snow came down, my blood pressure went up up and up. The dr.'s kept telling me there was nothing to worry about, but now I cannot get those numbers out of my head and wondering "what if".
Then, after what felt like a million years, March arrived and our 20 week milestone came with it, and we finally got to have our ultrasound. And it confirmed what mom always knew...there was a little something between those legs!
Even then you were tiny Dawson, but the Dr's did not share their concerns with mama. But mama did as she always does, and I couldn't help but google. And I figured out all on my own you were on the small side. At my next appointment, I asked and asked and Dr. Zink confirmed what I already knew. My blood pressure was getting to high to fast, and you were to small for your age. They wanted to start seeing mom every 2 weeks. I was nervous, but they assured me it would be fine. One week later I was back for my checkup, and we seen a different Dr., Dr. Ferrick. She seemed unconcerned about my blood pressure, and explained that she felt a "High BP" diagnosis was unnecessary.
2 weeks later, I landed myself in L&D with ankles the size of 2 liter bottles and BP that was through the roof. After 2 hours of monitoring, They felt everything was okay and sent me home. 1 Week later I was seen again by Dr. F, who still felt that my BP was nothing to worry about, and that my anxiety and the other Ob's concerns were unwarranted. That appt was March 31st.
7 days later, "inexplicably" Dawson arrived. That day was filled with so much pain, fear, worry, so many tears were shed and I couldn't get a hold of my emotions. Our firstborn was amazing, and beautiful, with arms the size of my index finger and so much strength already. He fought so hard for us. This little peanut of a boy chose us, and was fighting for us. To this day, his courage amazes me and brings me strength. The next 3 months were the hardest fight any of us ever experienced. Ryan and I fought to stay positive and faithful, and Dawson was so determined to make it home with us. He is truly an amazing, strong willed little boy.
We have come out of this experience stronger individuals, and more importantly, a stronger family. We are so thankful to have been blessed with such an amazing son, and a God who has protected him and helped him fight the most important fight of his life. This year we are Thankful for so much, and while we are grateful, we will never quite forget the path and sacrifices that brought us here. We will never forget the support that surrounded us, the prayers that were murmured all over the world for our Dawson. There are days where I still feel as if I will be swallowed by my sadness and the fear that is still very real for me. I fear that my son will never see things the way we do, or run the length of a football/soccer/baseball field. I fear that we may see the inner walls of a hospital much to soon, as flu season has begun. I worry that my little boy will be teased for whatever setback his prematurity may have left on his little body, for unfortunately this is a disease that he may, or may not grow out of. As of now, he is a feisty little fighter, who brightens my day every morning, and makes me appreciate the smallest of coos and hugs and snuggles. He is my life, the very center of my world. WE are so thankful.
( I will have more Thanksgiving day photos later, for I felt this post needed to come first. )
And while I was one of the few that did not post this on Nov. 17th, I am going to add a little plug in here. Prematurity is very real, and far to common. Half a million babies each year are born too soon, devastating families all over the world. I have showed you what prematurity means to me, but each story is different. Please help us in the fight against prematurity, be a hero for the tiniest of babies. Please visit www.marchofdimes.com to see how you can help. MI READERS- April 24, 2010 is the Capital City March for Babies. Please contact me if you are interested in joining Dawson's fight with Team TNT...Tiny N Tough!
Nov. 20th, 2008. I didn't quite believe the first one, or two, or three tests. We had been praying for you Dawson for a little over 6 mos, even though so few knew we were trying. I immediately started crying and called Ryan, who didn't believe it either. I had all these visions in my head about how I would be patient and wait until we got home from work so I could tell him in person, but I couldn't do it! We were so excited. Thanksgiving 2008 was one week later, and by the end of that day the whole family knew. That day everyone began sharing in the excitement, and making their guesses as to your gender. I felt all along you would be a boy, even though everyone else was so sure you were a girl! All of the women even went through and did the Chinese gender charts to confirm their accuracy, with a 100% success rate in our family. But my charts said girl...I broke the statistic =)
Christmas 2008 (Ignore Ryan's doofy expression please!) We opened our first gift for you Dawson...Huggies!!=) We were already so excited knowing that you were with us! I bought Ryan a onsie to open that says "My dad is cooler than your dad" and we just kept talking about how different Christmas 2009 would be with a 5 month old.
The winter came and went, and while the snow came down, my blood pressure went up up and up. The dr.'s kept telling me there was nothing to worry about, but now I cannot get those numbers out of my head and wondering "what if".
Then, after what felt like a million years, March arrived and our 20 week milestone came with it, and we finally got to have our ultrasound. And it confirmed what mom always knew...there was a little something between those legs!
Even then you were tiny Dawson, but the Dr's did not share their concerns with mama. But mama did as she always does, and I couldn't help but google. And I figured out all on my own you were on the small side. At my next appointment, I asked and asked and Dr. Zink confirmed what I already knew. My blood pressure was getting to high to fast, and you were to small for your age. They wanted to start seeing mom every 2 weeks. I was nervous, but they assured me it would be fine. One week later I was back for my checkup, and we seen a different Dr., Dr. Ferrick. She seemed unconcerned about my blood pressure, and explained that she felt a "High BP" diagnosis was unnecessary.
2 weeks later, I landed myself in L&D with ankles the size of 2 liter bottles and BP that was through the roof. After 2 hours of monitoring, They felt everything was okay and sent me home. 1 Week later I was seen again by Dr. F, who still felt that my BP was nothing to worry about, and that my anxiety and the other Ob's concerns were unwarranted. That appt was March 31st.
7 days later, "inexplicably" Dawson arrived. That day was filled with so much pain, fear, worry, so many tears were shed and I couldn't get a hold of my emotions. Our firstborn was amazing, and beautiful, with arms the size of my index finger and so much strength already. He fought so hard for us. This little peanut of a boy chose us, and was fighting for us. To this day, his courage amazes me and brings me strength. The next 3 months were the hardest fight any of us ever experienced. Ryan and I fought to stay positive and faithful, and Dawson was so determined to make it home with us. He is truly an amazing, strong willed little boy.
We have come out of this experience stronger individuals, and more importantly, a stronger family. We are so thankful to have been blessed with such an amazing son, and a God who has protected him and helped him fight the most important fight of his life. This year we are Thankful for so much, and while we are grateful, we will never quite forget the path and sacrifices that brought us here. We will never forget the support that surrounded us, the prayers that were murmured all over the world for our Dawson. There are days where I still feel as if I will be swallowed by my sadness and the fear that is still very real for me. I fear that my son will never see things the way we do, or run the length of a football/soccer/baseball field. I fear that we may see the inner walls of a hospital much to soon, as flu season has begun. I worry that my little boy will be teased for whatever setback his prematurity may have left on his little body, for unfortunately this is a disease that he may, or may not grow out of. As of now, he is a feisty little fighter, who brightens my day every morning, and makes me appreciate the smallest of coos and hugs and snuggles. He is my life, the very center of my world. WE are so thankful.
( I will have more Thanksgiving day photos later, for I felt this post needed to come first. )
And while I was one of the few that did not post this on Nov. 17th, I am going to add a little plug in here. Prematurity is very real, and far to common. Half a million babies each year are born too soon, devastating families all over the world. I have showed you what prematurity means to me, but each story is different. Please help us in the fight against prematurity, be a hero for the tiniest of babies. Please visit www.marchofdimes.com to see how you can help. MI READERS- April 24, 2010 is the Capital City March for Babies. Please contact me if you are interested in joining Dawson's fight with Team TNT...Tiny N Tough!
Friday, November 13, 2009
And to my readers, I am back!
Wow, 2.5 months since my last post. Where has the time gone, in fact that seems to be our motto statement of this year! I cannot seem to believe that our little boy is 7 months old already, or that Christmas is just around the corner. Time flys by so fast when all you want to do is slow it down.
Well our little guy is growing so big, he weighed in at 10lbs yesterday. I could hardly believe it! He is also doing really well, even though we are officially battling our first set of germs this week. He has his first double ear infection and cold. Poor little guy. We have moved on to 3month size clothing, and even into size 1 diapers. I thought we were never going to get out of newborns!!
Dawson still eats around the clock (in case you couldn't tell) with the exception of the 9 (or so) hour stretch that he sleeps at night. He is up to about 4oz or so at each feeding. We have also started Dawson on formula now. He is still getting frozen BM at each feeding, but we are slowly moving over. We have been able to keep his reflux under control with the prevacid, and he is doing well.
We had an eye exam today, and they think his vision was preserved with his last surgery. The left eye is doing very well and they expect full range of vision on that side, while the right eye does still have the fold. They do believe he will be able to keep his peripheral vision, but tunnel will be lost. At this point they do not believe that will cause any sort of handicap, however only time will tell.
At our 3mos adjusted, 7mos actual Dawson is able to hold his head up, even for long periods of time. Smile when stimulated. Coo. He likes to play with the rings, or anything he can stick in his mouth. We finally found a paci that works, Mams. He has also found both his fist and thumb, but has a preference for the fist. Still HATES tummy time, however mom has rediscovered her love for it as it promptly sends him into a deep sleep =].
All and all, we are doing wonderful. Life is truly blessed with our little man home. We could not be happier. Dawson coming into our lives taught us so much and blessed us abundantly, and for that we are thankful. Praise the Lord, for He truly works miracles.
7months actual, 3.5 months adjusted. 10lbs!
First night of cereal. Loved holding the spoon, hated cereal. That has been tucked away until next month.
First smile...or one of the first
Halloween morning
None to impressed with the pumpkin!
Halloween night!
With Ms. Sarah, his Day nurse from the word...He's here!
Well our little guy is growing so big, he weighed in at 10lbs yesterday. I could hardly believe it! He is also doing really well, even though we are officially battling our first set of germs this week. He has his first double ear infection and cold. Poor little guy. We have moved on to 3month size clothing, and even into size 1 diapers. I thought we were never going to get out of newborns!!
Dawson still eats around the clock (in case you couldn't tell) with the exception of the 9 (or so) hour stretch that he sleeps at night. He is up to about 4oz or so at each feeding. We have also started Dawson on formula now. He is still getting frozen BM at each feeding, but we are slowly moving over. We have been able to keep his reflux under control with the prevacid, and he is doing well.
We had an eye exam today, and they think his vision was preserved with his last surgery. The left eye is doing very well and they expect full range of vision on that side, while the right eye does still have the fold. They do believe he will be able to keep his peripheral vision, but tunnel will be lost. At this point they do not believe that will cause any sort of handicap, however only time will tell.
At our 3mos adjusted, 7mos actual Dawson is able to hold his head up, even for long periods of time. Smile when stimulated. Coo. He likes to play with the rings, or anything he can stick in his mouth. We finally found a paci that works, Mams. He has also found both his fist and thumb, but has a preference for the fist. Still HATES tummy time, however mom has rediscovered her love for it as it promptly sends him into a deep sleep =].
All and all, we are doing wonderful. Life is truly blessed with our little man home. We could not be happier. Dawson coming into our lives taught us so much and blessed us abundantly, and for that we are thankful. Praise the Lord, for He truly works miracles.
7months actual, 3.5 months adjusted. 10lbs!
First night of cereal. Loved holding the spoon, hated cereal. That has been tucked away until next month.
First smile...or one of the first
Halloween morning
None to impressed with the pumpkin!
Halloween night!
With Ms. Sarah, his Day nurse from the word...He's here!
Sunday, September 6, 2009
3 weeks later
Well Mr. Dawson has been home for 3 weeks now, and even though they have been a whirlwind, we are doing very well. He is amazing, still eating every 3 hours (2-3 oz, like a champ) but struggling pretty bad with nursing. We have went to see a few LC's, and we are still working on it, but man no one tells you exactly HOW HARD breastfeeding is. Everyone wants you to think you/baby are hardwired for it and it just comes natural..well let me tell ya, LIES! ALL LIES! There is wrestling and arm-pinning, and tounge thrusting and spitting, oh my. Right now, this jury thinks breastfeeding stinks. But we are going to keep at it and keep supplementing and see if he can get the hang of things. He also sleeps GREAT at night, 3-4 hour stretches and we are finally getting him used to sleeping in his pack and play...for now. My goal is to have him in his crib in his own room by the time I go back to work in 5 weeks, so we shall see. We have had a ton of follow up appointments, and at his last checkup he weighed 6lbs 7oz. His eye appointments have also been good, we have only seen a consultant here in the area so far, but he says everything is healing well and he sees the reattachment that we were hoping for. Fingers crossed the surgeon says the same thing in a week or two. We are also going for a hearing exam later this week, since D failed his screening at the hospital. We are not to worried though, since he responds positively to sound, and passed his super-secret-backroom-hearing test at our home unit a week after discharge.
So all in all, we are faring well, only I wish I could say the same for the state of our house. What a mess! We have also had some bad luck in the vehicle department. My husband, super-crash-mcgee got in TWO accidents last week. Everyone was fine (at both) just a few fender benders, but we are currently in the process of fighting with FORD because we believe the second accident was caused by some sensor malfunction in the airbag system. All in all, Ryan was approaching a vehicle at the stop sign, going approx 6mph, and his airbags deployed at full speed. Both airbags. Well needless to say, it scared the crap outta him and he hit the gas instead of the break. CRASH. We shall see what happens.
Now for the important part. PICTURES!
Last night sleeping in the NICU!
All bundled up and ready to go...doesn't he look like a UPS man? What can BROWN do for you!
We do a lot of couch snuggling!
First bath...so peaceful ;-p
D loves snuggling in the towels!!
Dawson, Mama, Grandma, Great Grandma, Great Great Grandma
Snuggling with Uncle Chad
Always on the go, and yes, that outfit matched if you could see the front =)
Awake and wigglin
Playin the in monkey manor
D doesn't appreciate the benefits of tummy time.
I can never get him with his head up, but he is getting soo good at it!
So all in all, we are faring well, only I wish I could say the same for the state of our house. What a mess! We have also had some bad luck in the vehicle department. My husband, super-crash-mcgee got in TWO accidents last week. Everyone was fine (at both) just a few fender benders, but we are currently in the process of fighting with FORD because we believe the second accident was caused by some sensor malfunction in the airbag system. All in all, Ryan was approaching a vehicle at the stop sign, going approx 6mph, and his airbags deployed at full speed. Both airbags. Well needless to say, it scared the crap outta him and he hit the gas instead of the break. CRASH. We shall see what happens.
Now for the important part. PICTURES!
Last night sleeping in the NICU!
All bundled up and ready to go...doesn't he look like a UPS man? What can BROWN do for you!
We do a lot of couch snuggling!
First bath...so peaceful ;-p
D loves snuggling in the towels!!
Dawson, Mama, Grandma, Great Grandma, Great Great Grandma
Snuggling with Uncle Chad
Always on the go, and yes, that outfit matched if you could see the front =)
Awake and wigglin
Playin the in monkey manor
D doesn't appreciate the benefits of tummy time.
I can never get him with his head up, but he is getting soo good at it!
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Our generation
I read this on another blog and had to snag it, it made me chuckle..
and yes, I am aware that I am totally slacking on the D updates, but really there is so much to write and I have not had a second yet =) Post and Pics to come, I promise!!
-I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
- I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?
-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
-That's enough, Nickelback.
-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
-There is a great need for sarcasm font.
-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first saw it.
-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
- How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
-I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
- A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.
- Was learning cursive really necessary?
- Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger..
- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies" <<< So true!!
-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood..
- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
- Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
- I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
- Bad decisions make good stories
- Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
- Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?
- If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
- Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
- You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
- Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
- There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
- I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
- I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'
- I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste..
- When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
- I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
- Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
- Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
- It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
- I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
- Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.
- Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
- My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?
- It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.
- I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
- I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
- I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.
- The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.
and yes, I am aware that I am totally slacking on the D updates, but really there is so much to write and I have not had a second yet =) Post and Pics to come, I promise!!
-I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
- I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?
-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
-That's enough, Nickelback.
-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
-There is a great need for sarcasm font.
-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first saw it.
-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
- How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
-I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
- A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.
- Was learning cursive really necessary?
- Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger..
- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies" <<< So true!!
-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.
- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood..
- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
- Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
- I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
- Bad decisions make good stories
- Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
- Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?
- If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
- Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
- You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
- Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
- There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
- I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
- I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'
- I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste..
- When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
- I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
- Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
- Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
- It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
- I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
- Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.
- Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
- My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?
- It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.
- I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
- I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
- I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.
- The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
I am taking a vote.
Today, while searching Etsy, I found this.
How.freaking.cute.is.that?!?! I really want to order one for D's first photo shoot, which will be happening the next few weeks (newborn/4mos/coming home pics)
The question is...is it toooo feminine?! Obviously I would be getting it in different colors, but is the style to girly?
How.freaking.cute.is.that?!?! I really want to order one for D's first photo shoot, which will be happening the next few weeks (newborn/4mos/coming home pics)
The question is...is it toooo feminine?! Obviously I would be getting it in different colors, but is the style to girly?
Friday, August 14, 2009
Day 127
Today, is Dawson's 127th day in the NICU. It is also Dawson's last day! =) That's right, when Ryan and I walk out of the NICU today, we will finally be leaving WITH a baby!! 4 hospitals, 4 long months and 4 surgeries later, our little guy is busting out and ready to come home. Ryan and I are so excited and honestly, a little terrified. The thought of having D at home is so amazing, but also the thought of having to care for him, just the 2 of us without our wonderful nurses and Dr.s is a little scary. Our
This moment is also a little bittersweet, because we are being sent straight home from Beaumont. And while I wouldn't change that for anything in the world, I am a little sad that we are not going to be able to walk out with those 4 amazing nurses, that took care of him for SOOO long. Those girls mean so much to my family, that I cannot ever thank them enough. There is a very special spot in our hearts for the nurses that kept our little man hanging on for so long, and helped him thrive in the end.
Our chubby boy is coming home at a whopping 5lbs 14oz, 5 times his original birth weight, and man does he know how to EAT! We are going to be in trouble when he becomes a teenager..shudder.
We will continue to follow up on Dawson's eye recovery at Beaumont, about once a week for the first few weeks. We also are getting to meet our pediatrician for the first time on Monday. Dawson will also have follow up appointments with the physical therapist, audiology (hearing) and development specialists, to make sure his is growing and developing according to his ADJUSTED (age based on due date) age, and catches up before kindergarten to his ACTUAL (age based on birthday) age. I am also very excited, because I am going to be able to take my delayed maternity leave, so I will be home spending precious time just D and I...for the next 8 weeks. Talk about a happy happy day!!
Thank you to everyone for the tremendous support through our journey in the NICU. We are looking forward to this very special homecoming, and the first time being together as a family in our home.
We are asking our loved ones to respect our wishes for privacy in the upcoming weekend as we transition to life with Dawson. Well wishes via phone, mail, and email are appreciated, but we will not be taking visitors in our home at this time. In the coming weeks, we are excited for all of our family to finally meet our little guy, but on our Dr.’s recommendation we are also asking our family members with young children to postpone their visit. Dawson is going to be going through a lot of changes in the next few weeks, including immunizations that will prepare him for all the loving he deserves!!
We appreciate your patience as Dawson and his new family take this private time to heal together. Updates will continue here on the blog... Stay tuned!
This moment is also a little bittersweet, because we are being sent straight home from Beaumont. And while I wouldn't change that for anything in the world, I am a little sad that we are not going to be able to walk out with those 4 amazing nurses, that took care of him for SOOO long. Those girls mean so much to my family, that I cannot ever thank them enough. There is a very special spot in our hearts for the nurses that kept our little man hanging on for so long, and helped him thrive in the end.
Our chubby boy is coming home at a whopping 5lbs 14oz, 5 times his original birth weight, and man does he know how to EAT! We are going to be in trouble when he becomes a teenager..shudder.
We will continue to follow up on Dawson's eye recovery at Beaumont, about once a week for the first few weeks. We also are getting to meet our pediatrician for the first time on Monday. Dawson will also have follow up appointments with the physical therapist, audiology (hearing) and development specialists, to make sure his is growing and developing according to his ADJUSTED (age based on due date) age, and catches up before kindergarten to his ACTUAL (age based on birthday) age. I am also very excited, because I am going to be able to take my delayed maternity leave, so I will be home spending precious time just D and I...for the next 8 weeks. Talk about a happy happy day!!
Thank you to everyone for the tremendous support through our journey in the NICU. We are looking forward to this very special homecoming, and the first time being together as a family in our home.
We are asking our loved ones to respect our wishes for privacy in the upcoming weekend as we transition to life with Dawson. Well wishes via phone, mail, and email are appreciated, but we will not be taking visitors in our home at this time. In the coming weeks, we are excited for all of our family to finally meet our little guy, but on our Dr.’s recommendation we are also asking our family members with young children to postpone their visit. Dawson is going to be going through a lot of changes in the next few weeks, including immunizations that will prepare him for all the loving he deserves!!
We appreciate your patience as Dawson and his new family take this private time to heal together. Updates will continue here on the blog... Stay tuned!
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Someone has a BIG boy!!
Well another 2 weeks have passed and again I do not know where to start. Dawson is getting rather chubby, topping out at a little over 5lbs 6oz, and moved into a BIG BOY CRIB!! Last week we did go through some swallow study research as well as looking into the reflux testing needed to move forward with Dawson's feedings. When our speech therapist came last week, she ordered those tests, and expressed her concerns with Dawson's feeding skills. He was still thrusting against the bottle, and fighting even half a feeding down. When they went through with the swallow study, we found that Dawson has been pooling the milk in the back of his throat, risking the chance for the milk to be taken into the lungs, causing pneumonia. So we reduced his bottle/breast feed opportunities and continued working on weaning the neocate out of his feeding schedule. Then Sunday rolled around and Dr. Ross came back to review the progress in Dawson's eyes, and monitor the scar tissue that had developed since surgery. She took a gander and felt that while things had not gotten worse, she felt that Dawson could benefit from a 2nd opinion from the specialists at Beaumont, and so she declared a transport...again...was necessary. So Sunday night, we were transferred down to Beaumont. Ryan and I followed the ambulance down and got Dawson settled in, and the Dr's took a look on Monday. They wanted to review further on Wednesday while Dawson was knocked out. After Dawson went under, the Dr. took a look and came out to discuss the plan of action. As it turns out, the forming scar tissue has caused detachment of both retnas, and while neither was totally removed, both would need surgery again. They went ahead and finished surgery in the right eye today, and will do the left on Friday. Things went well and Mr. Dawson woke right up, about an hour after the operation. He woke up mad as a hornet, and wanted that breathing tube right on our of there, and was on the hunt for food. They were able to start feeds again this afternoon, and while they started with a half a feeding, Dawson was not happy. So they upped it to a full feeding. And he was still not happy. So they gave him another half, and only then, was Dawson satisfied enough to settle back down. Also, MR. Dawson has come to the light, and finally figured out the Suck/Swallow/Breathe reflex. He has not received a feeding via the NG tube in over 36 hours, they have all been by bottle, all been sucessful, and down the hatch in less than 20 mins. No coughing fits, no gasping, no sat/heartrate drops, we are loving it!! We are hoping to move to the breast tomorrow. Fingers crossed. Some eye candy for your enjoyment =) 
Pirate baby! Wearing a patch over the eye, post-op for healing
Dawson after his post-op feeding extravaganza...turn it up!!
Pirate baby! Wearing a patch over the eye, post-op for healing Dawson after his post-op feeding extravaganza...turn it up!!
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