Tag!

Nicole tagged me.  This is quite the difficult assignment.  I actually have to really think about myself and my views.  I'm usually thinking about my kids and their needs and wants.  It's good for me to search myself for answers. I actually have been contemplating starting a MJ in depth blog.  I want to really express myself and sometimes I'm fearful of what others would say or wouldn't say.

I am: a part-time teacher, full-time mom and wife, and a people pleaser.

I think: about all I don't get done instead of what I accomplish.

Everything in life: starts and ends with family.

I want: to get a pedicure, go to a movie, shop for a new pair of jeans without finding a babysitter.

I have: the best mother in the world.  She does so much for me and my family.  

I dislike: the hours Chris has to work.  It seems like we are together when we sleep and that is about it.

I miss: myself.  I used to be such a fun people-person.  I remember in high school and in my early college years I was everyone's friend, so confident, and outgoing.  I have become way more guarded and fearful of others opinions of me.

I fear: someone being mad at me.

I feel: like I'm not a very interesting person.

I hear: Chris laughing at Seinfeld.  He has such a great laugh-out-loud laugh.  I never laugh during movies or when I watch TV but he cackles!

I smell: nothing.  I have a little stuffy nose.

I crave: cake.  All the time. Any kind.

I cry: when I feel like I have no control over the situation I'm in or when I am feeling sorry for myself.

I search: blog sites for good ideas to do with my family and/or fun things to blog.  Often times I get so overwhelmed with others "amazing"ness that I give up.  I need to stop comparing myself and appreciate myself.  

I wonder: who will win the presidential election.

I regret: speaking my mind when it offends others.  I've lost a few close friends when I shared with them how I really feel, and I miss them.

I wish: for the type of home that people feel welcome in.  Growing up, my house was always somewhere people were always welcome.  I want to have my children's friends feel at home and want my friends to feel free to open my fridge and help themselves.

I love: Chris. Carter. Kathryn. Kimball. My mom.  My dad. Holidays. Parties. 

I care: about my students.

I always: brush my teeth.  I can't stand the feeling of my teeth if I haven't brushed.

I am not: a tidy person.  

I remember: very little.  Most of what I remember in detail is when I have been in trouble.

I believe: in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  I believe I have a Heavenly Father who loves me and I love him.  

I sing: in the car.  Desperately wishing I could sing on key.  In the car I pretend I can sing every note.

I don't always: Shower. Especially when I don't have to work.  My hair is always in a pony tail lately and I only put on make-up when I'm driving to school!

I argue: with Chris about money. 

I write: in my journal every few months. I write e-mails to my students' parents every night.

I win: games or I don't play them.  I get really ticked off if I lose at games.  Especially Acquire.

I lose: when debating politics.  I don't have a strong enough opinion to withstand any one's criticism. 

I listen: to every word Carter and Kathryn says.  I wish I could memorize every word that comes out of their mouths.  No matter what I'm doing I am addicted to what they say.

I don't understand: the stock market.

I can usually be found: at home doing laundry.

I need to: stop eating Fiber One bars.  They make me so gassy.

I forget: my cell phone all the time.

I am happy: when I get to be with Chris AND the kids.

I tag: Melissa, Holly, CUZ, and Judith and anyone else that desires to dig deep.

Bumble Rumble!

Kimball's name has been a little difficult for Kathryn to pronounce, and because of the language development Kimball has received a nickname.  For a few weeks she referred to him as Bamble and then it progressed to Bimble and now Bumble!  It stuck!  This is our little Bumble Boy!  She now calls him Poomble but he's still my little Bumble Boy!  Isn't that a cute nickname?  I hope he likes to play football, it would be a great name for a linebacker! Or maybe he should be a Bumble Bee for Halloween!
Bumble likes to eat my face and I love to nibble on those adorable cheeks!

Before/After Primary Children's Hospital

BEFORE: Kathryn was diagnosed with Kidney Reflux when she was 9 months old.  We found out she had this problem after she was running a high fever for several days.  They tested her urine and they found out that she had a UTI.  We were sent to Primary Children's Hospital where they did a test to show that her bladder was pushing urine back up into her kidneys.  This causes UTIs.  They told us that usually children grow out of this within a year.  Meanwhile they put her on a antibiotic to prevent any infections.

For one year we suffered with the antibiotics. She would get severe diarrhea 6-7 times a day

and yeast infections.  She was pretty miserable for the entire time.  After a year, they sent us back to Primary Children's for another test.  This time they found out that the condition had gotten worse. Our pediatrician sent us to a pediatric urologist.  When we met with the doctor, and explained the side effects of the antibiotics they said, "Oh, she's one of those kids."  I guess most kids don't have such a bad reaction to the medicines.  They said that it would be better to have the surgery to fix the problem.

Fast forward to October 8th! 

Chris and I were very nervous. But after a priesthood blessing from Papa Kim and Chris we were given some peace.  Kathryn didn't have a clue what she was getting herself into. Have you ever been to Primary Children's?  It is the most kid-friendly place I've ever been.  She played with toys while we were waiting for all the pre-op stuff.  Blowing bubbles at the nurses and "cooking" in the waiting room with the other children. (Side note- seeing the other children in the waiting room could have broken my heart.  There are so many children with serious illnesses and worse problems.  I admire them and their parents!) When they gave her "new pajamas" she was so excited.  She felt so important showing off her painted fingernails and toenails.  "Papa - pink - again." (Translation: Grandpa Boz painted my fingernails pink, but they need to be done again.) Right before the surgery she was running up and down the halls, playing on the scooters, cars, and wagons.  She was in 7th heaven.  Then they gave her some medicine to drug her up and to make her a little loopy before we had to be separated.  Boy! She was in la-la-land after she swallowed.  The anesthesiologists were so cute with her while we waited for the doctors.  She just laid in the wagon flying high as a kite.  When I hugged her good-bye she just reached down and said "wagon." Bye sweetie...do your best!

AFTER: 3 hours later (it was suppose to be a 2 hour surgery), Dr. Wallis came to report that the surgery went well.  She went to sleep well and was stable throughout the surgery. Her ureters (the tube from the kidney to the bladder) were a little shorter than normal and it caused for a little more work.  They repositioned the tubes on the bladder so they will not reflux. They had to leave a stint in one of the ureters for drainage purposes. I was able to go into the recovery room to help her wake up.  She was so tired and her voice was raspy. The rest of the day and night were pretty rough.  She was moaning and nothing we could do would console her.  It is a powerless feeling to watch my baby struggling with pain and confusion and not be able to help her.  That night Chris stayed with her while I went home to take care of Carter and Kimball. She stayed in the hospital for two nights while the nurses watched her ability to pee and keep down food.  We were sent home on Friday morning.  At home, she was glad to be with Carter but didn't want to get up much. The next 24 hours (plus) was spent cleaning up throw-up. 

 On Saturday evening we called the on-call doctor and he said he wanted her re-admitted in the hospital to hydrate her. We're here now, watching our little girl sleep. She's had a rough time having a catheter and IV. She has a UTI they are treating her for and pumping her full of liquid. She is constantly saying "osh" which is interrupted as "off" while pointing to her IV. Sad. I know that she will be better soon, but in the heat of the moment, it breaks my heart. I'm so grateful for good doctors and nurses, and this hospital has been amazing. (Well the ER pretty much stunk! 4 hours of waiting around, but I digress).  She's loved the wagon rides and the play area.  Books and toys are in abundance...a "well" child would love this hospital.

We'd love and appreciate your prayers while we are still working on the "after."

The Culprit

Our family is in mourning today.

Goldilocks, Ruby, and Chicken Hawk have passed.

Grandpa Doug's chickens were killed on Saturday from a wild black mink.

We are very sad to lose those darling chickens that ate grass from our hands and that we watched grow from chick-hood.

Carter and I did research on the black mink via google.  He said that he was very sad and wanted the mink to die. (Deep for a 3 year old).

Grandpa caught the culprit today and took it to the mink farm in Highland.

He will meet his end, I guess, all in good time.