Saturday, October 20, 2012

Our Anniversary

Through our SHARE Support Group & the GHS/St. Francis Hospital Systems here in Greenville on Sunday, 10.21.12...a Walk to Remember will be hosted for families of infant and pregnancy loss. We were contacted to share our story. The PR Manager said "just a few paragraphs" so we can share internally with our employees.

That is extremely challenging for someone who is "Wordy" as my husband tells me. Also, this is our life, our story...how do you summarize the experience/pain, etc. On 10/21 we celebrate 6 years of marriage. Not only did we recently lose Mady (7.3.12), but last year on 10.20 I went into premature labor at 13 weeks a delivered our baby at home, unexpectedly. It wasn't exactly how I pictured our 5 year celebration. We have weathered the storms & continue to work at staying a strong couple.

Our bodies are exhaused with grief, our heart's ache, and our minds are clouded, but we love & live each day the best I can. I love my family and am so thankful for them. Kenny is such a wonderful teammate. I love you babe...Happy  Anniversary!

Here is what I sent to St. Francis...we'll see if they use any of it. If you or someone you know has any questions about the programs through St. Francis Eastside, I'd be happy to help in anyway that I can. I hope that families don't ever have to use these services, but let me know if I could be a resource in anyway.

Here is our story:
Kenny and I decided to start our family in 2009. We lost our first pregnancy at 9 weeks were devastated, but decided to try again, and welcomed our son Landon at 35 weeks in March 2010. I chose to receive my care from St. Francis Eastside because of the location to our home, work, and the distance to the interstate for out of town guests. The environment of the Eastside campus was very welcoming and accessible.
Landon’s gestational age/maturity caused him to spend 10 additional days at the St. Francis Eastside NCU. We received tremendous support from the staff through counseling, comforting and teaching us how to parent and support our early baby. We spent many nights being coached by nurses Summer, Ashley and Benita (Spelling?). They encouraged us to take things one step at a time as we patiently waited to bring our boy home. Landon is now an active, healthy two year old. We had the opportunity to attend the NCU reunion in 2012 and enjoyed being able to celebrate his success at home.
We decided to pursue another pregnancy, and in October 2011 at 13 weeks my water broke, and I delivered the baby at home. I was shocked and scared wondering how pregnancy loss could have occurred again. I was transported by ambulance to St. Francis Eastside E.R. and received compassionate care from the staff there. We returned home a few days later with few complications except a broken heart.
It was determined that my losses showed no pattern or cause for concern medically, so we courageously pursued another pregnancy. We learned that we would be expecting a little one in November 2012. We reached the 20 week milestone with an encouraging anatomy ultrasound. The baby was developing perfectly, and we were expecting a little girl, Madelyne. We celebrated with a gender reveal with family and friends and then left for a week long family beach vacation. Upon our return home I began having contractions, but thought it related to a stomach virus and dehydration I had earlier in the week. My water broke within an hour of returning home, and I was immediately fearful of delivering at home again.
We arrived at St. Francis Eastside and were taken to Labor and Delivery where we stayed for four days. We learned on the third day of observation that Madelyne’s heart was no longer beating. Our precious girl would not live to see our faces or meet her big brother Landon. I delivered Madelyne the next day and when we saw her she was so beautiful. Her features were similar to her brother’s and her body was perfectly formed for her 21 weeks of life. The chaplain, Cindy Bishop performed a blessing for Madelyne where we were able to honor her life and represent her as a person and member of our family.
We never felt alone while at St. Francis. The nurses took time to sit with us at every hour of the day explaining what was ahead and answered any questions we might have. They cried with us and took extra care to make us comfortable offering the best accommodations they could find: private rooms, extra bedding, food and drink. They cared for us as a family and treated us with compassion and respect. Losing a third child was very emotional for us, and left us with empty arms and confusion. We never felt alone while at St. Francis. After the loss of our daughter, everything was very overwhelming but the staff allowed us time to make the important decisions regarding her care. With the help of the nursing staff and chaplain we were introduced to the Tiny Touches burial program at Robinson Cemetary in Easley, SC. Madelyne is buried with other children, and in some ways that brings us some comfort. By participating in the Tiny Touches program our family was released of the financial burden associated with a death. We are able to visit as often as we’d like. We often bring flowers or stop and visit, allowing our son to get to know his sister as a part of the family.
After we returned home we opened the bereavement gift from St. Francis and were surprised at all that it included. The nurses took some beautiful photos of our daughter which will forever be a keepsake. The gift was personalized with a pink crocheted blanket which Madelyne was wrapped in during the photos, a rosary, purple prayer shawl, Mommy and me bracelets, a pink smock dress and bonnet. We could feel the warmth and care that was put into the gift we took home. Many nights our son cuddles the teddy bear and it brings me some comfort that his sister also laid with it. Thank you for honoring our child, our Madelyne as a life, and member of our family. We couldn’t have asked for more compassionate care than what we received from the St. Francis family. We will forever be grateful for your friendship and support.
In the months following we have become active in the SHARE Infant and Pregnancy Loss Support Group through GHS and the St. Francis hospital systems. Through this group we have found friendships with other angel families that understand the journey we are traveling and allow us the opportunity to share our real feelings.

Monday, September 24, 2012

I miss Mady today...

Today, I overslept...maybe it was simply a matter of turning off my cell phone alarm, or the fact that Landon woke us up in the middle of the night, the emotional exhaustion of this journey...but, either way waking up at 7:45 a.m. doesn't help when you are supposed to be at work at 8 a.m.

I met a friend from support group today at lunch (which I almost forgot). It was helpful to talk about things and what had been going on lately, but it made me think of Madelyne more than I already was.

Today I should be 33 weeks pregnant, and happily thinking about the changes in our life, and Landon becoming a big brother. Instead, we try to "carry on" with normal life while missing a piece of our family. I think our support group friends will understand that there will always be faces missing in our family photos. Do you understand that feeling? If not, be thankful...but be understanding.

This photo makes me feel happy (that he will know he is a big brother & has a sister) and sad (that she can't be in his arms, able to annoy him, take too long in the bathroom, etc.) We visited Madelyne at the cemetary on Sunday and Kenny snapped this photo.

Landon visiting baby Mady's gravesite

We went on to have a fun afternoon at Niven's Apple Farm & the weekend before we took Landon to see Sesame Street Live in Atlanta and Landon had a great time. I am so happy we had that time together to reconnect as a family.



 


Mommy and Landon

If you read this post and think it's random...this is just our life. One moment is normal...the next is grief...this is our little journey.

One of the things I miss about our Mady was her perfect little hands. She looked like she had a perfect french manicure, and her fingers looked so much like Kenny's/Landon's hands. I hope to do something special on her due date to celebrate her & will share that with friends soon. I'm thinking- Manicures for Mady...asking friends to treat themselves to a manicure & post a photo online in celebration of being "a girl". One thing I am already missing so much is not being able to share those  memories with Mady. I wish so badly that I could paint her little baby toes and take her for a manicure when she is old enough to enjoy it.

Will you join me in getting a manicure on November 12th?



Thursday, September 13, 2012

My thoughts exactly...

The Heartbreak of Infant Loss


Did you know that October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month? I'll bet not. Despite the infant mortality crisis that's been at the forefront of Milwaukee's public health news for months, the only people who have more than a cursory comprehension of what it means to lose a baby are those who've lived it.

Infant loss is nature's cruelest practical joke. It's investing all of the required time and effort into pregnancy, only to be robbed of the result. It's cradling a body that grew within your own and trying to reconcile the cold, lifeless form in your arms with your memory of the baby who turned double flips in your womb.

It's worrying that you'll forget what your child looked like and snapping an album's worth of photos that no one will ever ask to see. It's sobbing so hard you can't breathe and wondering if it's possible to cry yourself to death.

Infant loss is handing off a Moses basket to the nurse who's drawn the unfortunate duty of delivering your pride and joy to the morgue and walking out of a hospital with empty arms.

It's boxing up brand new baby clothes and buying a 24-inch casket. It's sifting through sympathy cards, willing your foolish body to stop lactating, clutching your baby's blanket to your chest in hopes of soothing the piercing ache in your heart.

It's resisting the urge to smack the clueless individuals who compare your situation to the death of their dog or who tell you you'll have another baby, as if children are somehow replaceable.

Infant loss is explaining to your 7-year-old that sometimes babies die and being stumped into silence when she asks you why. It's watching other families live out your happy ending and fighting a fresh round of grief with every milestone you miss.

It's being shut out of play groups for perpetuity. It's skipping social events with expectant and newly minted mothers because, as a walking worst-case scenario, you don't want to put a damper on the party.

It's listening to other women gripe about motherhood and realizing that you no longer relate to their petty parental complaints because, frankly, when you've buried a baby, a sleepless night with a vomiting toddler sounds something like a gift.

Infant loss is pruning from your life the friends and relatives who ignore or minimize your loss. It's recognizing that, while they may not mean to be hurtful, the fact that they don't know any better doesn't make their utter lack of empathy one whit easier to bear.

My baby girl would have been 5 years old this month. I don't know what she'd look like, what her favorite food would be. I've never had the privilege of tucking her into bed, taking her to the zoo or kissing her boo-boos. I will never watch her graduate or walk down the aisle.

Infant loss is more than an empty cradle. It's a life sentence.

Laura Schubert of New Berlin is a mother, teacher and two-time breast cancer survivor. Email ljschubert@aol.com



Wednesday, September 12, 2012

One step at a time, day by day...

This week has been unplanned, unexpected....Denise (Ken's Mom) had a stroke last last week & was hospitalized. She is home now facing a very serious diagnosis. Ralph (Ken's Grandpa) developed health problems a few nights ago and was rushed to the hospital. This among other personal and family stresses has been a lot on all of our plates at once.

Sometimes I feel it's hard to be in the support role. I know how I like to be supported, but I always worry that I'm missing my cue...

Evenings are tough because my mind just runs and runs even if I should be asleep, or I'm tired. I just can't seem to rest at all. I'm mixing up my days and schedules. We have big plans as a family this weekend to travel to see Sesame Street Live with Landon. I have purchased all sorts of Sesame Street related items to give to him in celebration. 

I hope he has fun & enjoys the time we have together. I know I am looking forward to it.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

We are just like you...

We are a normal American family, we are just like you, but....
  • Sometimes we have to remind ourselves to breathe
  • Sometimes we have to fight our emotions to stay "normal", "polite", "routine"
  • When we look at family photos, we SMILE...but we see holes...places where our children should be sitting
  • When we are asked "How many children do you have?" we swallow hard & give a brief response because giving the details is too complicated and painful
  • We eat, sleep, work, love and try to find the balance in life
We are a grieving family-we grieve for our hopes and dreams, we grieve for what could have been, we grieve for the spirits and heartbeats of our children gone before us.

Our grief does not overshadow our joy for today and moments of now. Landon is a beautiful child with a kind, silly heart. We do our best, daily to be good parents. We question our decisions, what's best for him, what's best for us....can you relate? Last week as I was crying in front of him he crawled into my lap and said, "Mommy cry?" "Mommy sad?", and wiped away my tears. I honestly didn't know how to respond. I want to be "real" with him, and I want him to know about Mady, but it made me feel like he was taking on a role that wasn't appropriate for his age #Parentalguilt!

Last week as we sat by our Madelyne's gravesite and talked and cried I reflected on the fact that we are 28 years old and were visiting our child at a cemetary. Something seems very backwards about that. Madelyne, like our two other children is loved and always will be. Please try to understand that if we talk about her or them, or try to create memories of them it's because that's all we've got. We don't have a child to hug and hold, just a few mementos that mean so much.

I created a shadow box with the help of Ken & my mom and I think it's a good start to incorporating her into our home. She has been carved into our family for a longtime but I love seeing her name now, and want to have her as a part of our daily lives.


































"If I could give you the best gifts of all, they would be the everlasting kind- like sunny thoughts to lift you high above your troubles and warm rays of love and friendship always in your heart. If I could shower you with happiness each hour, I would-making sure no problem ever touched your life or displaced your joy for living. If I could take your hand and lead you securely down life's path, safely shielding you from any harm, I would.

I'd do all this for you. If only the power were in my hands. I'd give you life's best gifts. But I hope you'll see that the very best gifts are truly yours already-
All the same, I'd like for you to know and remember this within your heart: I am close by caring for you greatly and wishing to protect you. My best gift to you, dear child will be as it has always been: my great love for you..."
~ Barbara J. Hall

Monday, August 13, 2012

Tomorrow is the Big Day!

The last week of June we left for what was supposed to be a relaxing well-deserved family vacation. We got a great rate for peak season and were so excited to spend a whole week together away from the hustle and bustle of regular life. We arrived late on Saturday night and ordered a pizza to make things easy. We had not taken a week-long vacation since we got married 6 years ago.


Landon- So handsome & precious!



On Sunday morning I woke up sick as a dog and was throwing up all day. I couldn't even leave the bed. This kept on for another day, but I felt well enough to take a walk on the pier the next morning. I tried all the over the counter medicines to try to ease the nausea but I must have picked up a virus. From Saturday-Wednesday I was laying in the bed barely able to eat/drink and very sick.  Wednesday night I went to the ER since my symptoms had not gotten better & they prescribed an antibiotic. I started to feel better on Thursday so we went out the breakfast and had a nice day. Friday was our last big day so we met friends who were down at the beach for dinner and then went shopping at the Outlets for Madelyne.

Shopping was one of the biggest things I was excited about with going to the beach. Finally, our child had an identity & we could start to envision our future family.




Skip down to my previous post & you know the rest of the story.

Tomorrow is my first day back at work. One thing that some people don't know is that when you deliver a child you have the right to maternity leave/FMLA. Just because I wasn't blessed to take my child home- don't I deserve this coverage?

Some have questioned why I was out of the office so long, but my 6  weeks of maternity leave were my right & a part of the benefits I have through my employer of 6 years. I still had to deal with all of the normal symptoms of pregnancy: bleeding, swelling, hormones, milk production, etc. This was my fourth pregnancy, and my 3rd unsuccessful pregnancy. At 13 weeks I saw my child as we delivered at home unexpectedly, but at 21 weeks our child, Madelyne truly had a personality and spirit. She was perfectly formed and for reasons outside of our control my water broke prematurely and she was not able to continue breathing.

Tomorrow, life goes on...but it's hard not to feel like our life is standing still & everyone is spinning around us. I have to remember that I'm not the only one facing a challenge and that many of us would just like to crawl into the safety of our homes & not have to make contact with the outside world.

It doesn't mean that our family's challenges are not important to us, burdening our minds and emotions, but I think we should all take a few moments to realize that we are not the only ones facing major life challenges.

“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle.”

Friday, August 3, 2012

You know that saying....

Have you ever heard the saying...

"Sugar & Spice & everything nice, that's what little girls are made of...!"

"Snips & Snails & puppy dog tails, that's what little boys are made of...!"

THIS IS A LIE!!!!!

I have determined with my vast knowledge of parenthood (2+ years!) that children, especially toddlers are made of three ingredients: syrup, peanut butter and Cheetos. 

How else would these mystery finger prints show up on furniture, electronics, the carpet, front door, refrigerator and especially Mommy & Daddy's work clothes??

It could be 7 a.m. on the way out the door for work & I see Cheetos finger prints on my shoulder. Since Landon isn't given Cheetos for breakfast, I must conclude that he was created using these items & why he always smells like a combination of these snacks even after a bath. Of course, add a splash of apple juice.


Thursday, August 2, 2012

Landon's Latest "Moves"...




Landon has been sleeping well in his converted crib to toddler bed for a few months now. We decided to wait a while because our bedrooms are on the 2nd story of our home & the thought of stairwell accidents is SCARY! We finally found a gate that works at the top of the stairs & he loves his Big Boy Bed :) I remember my nephew Riley waking up at night to play with toys & falling asleep behind the door as a toddler. I have heard of kids sleep walking, but for the most part Landon stays in his room, or so I thought.

Two days in a row we woke & Landon was lying in the bed between us (With all four puppies and two blankets). Kenny and I both asked each other "Did you get him last night?" I knew he could crawl in the bed, but I didn't know that I slept hard enough that I missed a toddler with daggers in his elbows/knees, four stuffed animals, a blanket, comforter, and pillow being thrown over my face???

The answer is "yes!" I have to wonder what else goes on while we are sleeping. Is that just something you have to not worry about as a parent like, "What we don't know won't hurt us." :)

The other new thing is that Landon likes to yell "MOMMY!" at everything he notices. Each aisle at a story, at home while watching a show etc. Anything he notices : bananas, a toy, a character, someone strange looking, candy, books, etc. He yells "MOMMY!" extremely loud, even if I'm looking at the same thing or talking to him about it. It's as if he doesn't think he has my attention. It gets a bit intense. :)



What things are you Mommy's & Daddy's of toddlers facing?

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Bye Bye Baby Things...

Tonight we sold the last of Landon's baby things. I'm happy to have the house clutter free and to have some extra cash on hand. I don't think it's hit me yet that these things are gone, and that the time in our life is closing.

Some of the things I've found most challenging are the fact that my body is not back to normal, so I don't feel like I can move on yet. Symptoms will reappear that I think are gone. My wardrobe consists of maxi dresses and sweat pants because my normal wardrobe just isn't comfortable & my maternity clothes aren't "Comforting".

Twice I've been asked questions that I didn't know the answer to, so I just quickly gave a response. By the dental assistant at Landon's appointment, "Is Landon your only child?" I wanted to say no, I have 3 other children in Heaven or we just lost our daughter Madelyne, but I quickly just responded, "Yes." It feels like a lie, but sometimes is just easier to say. 

The second was today as I sold the last of Landon's things to a Craigslist buyer. She questioned me as to why I was selling all of these items- "Aren't you going to have other babies?" "How old is your son?" She said her grandson was due in November and she was buying these items because her daughter is young and unmotivated. Ugh...so now you are telling me someone is having a perfectly healthy pregnancy due in the same month as me & is too irresponsible to purchase things for their own child...Okay I'm charging you double. :) So...I paused and just said, I'm ready to clean my house of baby items, and we won't be having any other babies soon."

I worried if I gave an honest response it would "hurt the sale". Question...should I worry about the other person, or burdening them, scaring them, making them sad? Or should I be absolutely honest in every interaction without regard for the other party. I feel like I'm somewhere in between.

 

“A Pair of Shoes” Author Unknown

A friend in our support group shared this, and I really liked it.
“A Pair of Shoes”
Author Unknown

I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
Uncomfortable shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in this world.
Some women are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so they don’t hurt quite as much.
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.
I think there are many families that can relate to this & we can all benefit from remembering that we don't know the challenges each other faces everyday, but we should work to respect each other, and take the opportunity to be a supporting friend to someone who may be in need. 

At the close of life, the question will not be,
"How much have you gotten?" but "How much have you given?"
Not "How much have you won?" but "How much have you done?"
Not "How much have you saved?" but "How much have you sacrificed?"
It will be "How much have you loved and served," not "How much were you honored?"

Nathan C. Schaeff (Think about it...)

Sunday, July 29, 2012

My Thoughts on Recent Outings




Dear Creepers:

Believe me, I get it...my child is CUTE, okay he's ADORABLE. Those big blue eyes, long lashes, and curly locks. Have I mentioned his dimples? (Melts your heart) He might smile at you in a store, or even say "Hi!". Most of the time he will point at you and stare while saying "What's that?" It's okay to say "Hi!" back, and if you work at the grocery s
tore bakery you can offer him a cookie, or a balloon at the check-out line.

Please try to control your urge to follow us around the store showing up on random aisles to talk to him (especially since you are on the clock). He will, after a few aisles get wierded out, and that friendly, active toddler will soon cling to our legs like a scared little puppy because the very sight of you has gotten him freaked out. I don't think your long pinky nail is helping the matter (why do you need that anyway? all of your other nails are trimmed)...don't try to touch my kid or give him a high five. Just because a child knows how to give a high five, it doesn't mean that they want to high five every person's hand they come into contact with.

As he starts screaming and crying you will get hurt feelings, and why not save yourself the embarrassment...after all I really don't want to try to stay polite as you are creeping around my child. Please don't ask him his name, he won't answer you & we will politely try to ignore your question so as to have some privacy for our child.

Sincerely,

You have been warned :)

Forever in our hearts...

I originally wrote this post for our local online support group, so some of the message is directed at members.
We lost our sweet Madelyne at 21 weeks on Tuesday 7-3. This is was our 4th pregnancy- 9 week miscarriage (2009), 35 week birth (Landon 3.5.10- our healthy, active, beautiful boy!), 13 week miscarriage (Oct 2011) & our Madelyne lost at 21 weeks after PROM. We really thought this was our chance, we made it past our last milestone of 13 weeks, had an excellent anatomy scan, hosted our family at a gender reveal party, then went on vacation. I was sick in bed for three days with a stomach virus, then still not feeling well & feeling alot of pressure so we went to the ER. They said I had a UTI & sent me home with a prescription. After we arrived home on Saturday 6-30 my Alere nurse had just given me my 17 P shot & I was talking to her about cramping that had increased. She recommended fluids & rest, just as I calmed down & agreed to her suggestion- my water broke. I immediately broke down...I knew this feeling, and was so scared to deliver at home as I did with our 13 weeker. We darted out the door leaving my 2 year old with someone he barely knew just hoping to reach the hospital doors & be "safe". They started regular IV antibiotics & I was on strict bed rest- I didn't deliver within 48 hours & we felt hopeful that we could carry on. We are a strong couple & decided we could handle this challenge and began thinking of life in he hospital, but knew we could make it if it meant a healthy life for a baby girl. They continued to check he baby's heart rate and we were still doing ok, at 3 p.m. on Tuesday her heart rate was strong. That evening my mom & our son came to visit at the hospital. I ordered him some chocolate chip cookies with my cafeteria meal to help ease the concern of visiting mommy at the hospital. The nurses came back in at 7 p.m. to check the baby again, but they couldn't find the heart beat. It was shift change so I assumed that this nurse didn't know what she was doing, and there must be an issue with her. Another nurse came to check and nothing, then they called the doctor on call. It was only about a 10 minute wait but it felt like an eternity. After the ultrasound it was confirmed that our baby girl's heart was no longer beating. I felt so numb like this moment couldn't be real. Things were going well this pregnancy, and i was finally our chance to complete our family. When the Dr. told me I would be taking a pill to induce labor & would have to deliver, I felt so angry. It felt like an additional punishment. Not only did we have to endure the loss, but I still had to labor and feel her lifeless body deliver. The next day felt like a blur, and I was still in shock. I couldn't see her right away, but did see her before we left the hospital. It all doesn't seem real. We dreamt about this little girl since we were 16 years old and friends in high school. My husband had chosen that name & told me whoever he married had to be okay with it. It became our sweet sentimental story. I feel so empty and lost, and don't know how to return to the normal world when everything in my life is upside down. I am sad that groups like this even exist that each of you has experienced the heartache of losing a child. I am grateful that there are others out there that understand our feelings, because it's very easy to feel that no one understands. Each of our experiences is different, unique, and our own. No need for comparison, but thank you for letting me share our story. My husband Kenny and I have been married since 10-21-06 & have a 2 year old that we adore. I feel that he is being left behind right now since Mommy & Daddy aren't 100%- any suggestions on keeping life sane for children in the home when everything else is shaky? 
 

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

9 Days until we find out boy or girl!

We are so very excited to find out what we are having this time around. We've decided on the names Maddox or Madelyne & we are days away. This pregnancy has been good so far, but definitely more challenge & commitment with appointments, treatments, etc.

We will be sharing the news with family & friends on June 21st at our Pink or Blue BBQ. :)

Saturday, October 30, 2010

7 month update





Landon's new thing is growling. He will giggle occasionally but more than likely you will be greeted with a growl if you smile or talk to him. He is just a chill baby and a joy to be around. He has finally learned to sit up, although he does topple over sometimes. Landon has also mastered holding his own bottle during feedings. It's great! He drools all the time and chews on his toys, but no teeth yet. His hair continues to grow, and one of our favorite hairstyles is a "faux hawk", especially when the USC Trojans are playing. We are so excited for Christmas and have done most all of his shopping. We are hoping to keep toys to a minimum so mommy & daddy don't have to clean them all up. The biggest news in our family is that Kenny and I are hoping to buy a house. We've prepared for along time and have all our things in a row, we've just got to find the right place. School districts are pretty important to us, so we might just have to be patient for new listings.

We hope you enjoy these photos of our little Boo!

Sunday, September 12, 2010

6 month update





Our little man is now 6 months old. We had a family weekend at the beach and he got to touch his toes to the sand for the first time. Landon is now batting and playing with toys all the time, babbling, and grinning at everyone he sees. His last weight was 16 lbs 8 oz & 26 inches long.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

5 Month Update



Landon started eating baby food at about 4-5 months, and so far loves everything. He has tried squash, green beans, sweet peas, carrots, bananas, and sweet potatoes.

Here are some photos!

Monday, August 30, 2010

4 month update



Landon is getting cuter day by day. We recently got his photos done by Monica Parkonnen Photography.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

3 month Update!



I haven't been good about keeping up with this because like most new parents any time I get with Landon I treasure. Most evenings are spent sharing Landon cuddle time with Kenny, preparing bottles for the next day, laundry, or bath time. We love being parents & all the new things Landon does all the time. He is now rolling over from his tummy to his back, he is much stronger as he holds up his head, and typically sleeps through the night (when it's mommy's turn to be up). Tomorrow we celebrate Father's Day with Kenny. Landon is so excited to spend the weekend with his daddy & has planned some fun events. This morning we are going to downtown Saturday Market, eating lunch at a BBQ place Kenny wants to try, then spending the evening at home grilling out and spending family time together. Landon might even get in his baby pool for the first time. Tomorrow we are taking Daddy to Embassy Suites for the Father's Day brunch then giving Ken his present. He already received one from Landon which was a picture of him posing in Daddy's tie. I've posted it below. More updates soon!

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Update- 10 weeks old



So, I've been a little slack at posting on this blog. Landon keeps us very busy & we love just spending time as a family after working all day. Here are a few recent pictures of our family with Landon. He is now 10 weeks old, and up to 10 lbs 6.5 oz as of his last appointment. He is working on picking his head up better & squirms all around his crib but hasn't mastered rolling over yet. We love every minute we have together. Kenny just finished his associates program in Accounting & will be taking the summer off of school before returning to finish his bachelors. We are so proud of daddy & can't wait to spend lots of quality time together as a family this summer.

Friday, March 19, 2010

A few new photos...




Landon is already changing so much & he will celebrate his 2 week birthday tonight. This week has flown by and I'm sad thinking about the day I have to go back to work. We are starting to get into a routine as a family, although he does throw us some curve balls. We are enjoying taking care of our little man and spending time as a family.