All the rage...

I can't believe how fast Croy is recovering from everything. Everyday brings less wires and more great news.

(He is practically glowing)

His bilirubin levels were high enough that he is sporting the lastest shade of yellow. Two sets of light and a bili blanket from underneath and voila, he's turning into a pink babe again. Except for his diaper area. It's the opposite of a tan. He's still yellow everywhere his diaper is.

Interesting tidbit, the bili lights only work on the effects of his levels being high. Yes, it helps his skin return to a normal color but it doesn't cure the high levels. It doesn't get deep enough into their bodies to affect the blood vessels. He has to "mess" his pants to clear it out. They kept him under the lights an extra day because his body would look like it rebounded due to the blood still pushing the bili out to his skin.

He didn't love the new look. He kept pushing himself out of the light and pulling off the Oakley's.

Can you blame him? Me either:)

Graduation Day

Croy had a big day yesterday. He was taken out of the lights and put into a crib with clothes and blankets. He also came off the oxygen and is maintaining his oxygen levels on room air. They also discontinued his TPN (food fed through an IV) and he is feasting on milk through his NG tube until he can figure out how to eat on his own. He is working very hard at learning the cues his body naturally gives him. Tomorrow will be his last day of antibiotics and then the IV comes out permanently. They have stuck him so many times that when they rub around his hands and feet for a new vein he starts crying. He knows what's coming. Very sad:(

I'm getting so excited to be able to bring him home soon. I can almost imagine what it will be like to snuggle and cuddle all day and night without having to say goodbye.

Patience is a virtue that I haven't quite mastered. I'll be eternally working on it. ;)

Quick Update

Croy was taken off the ventlator this afternoon. He was so tired he didn't even cry. He just looked at us for a few minutes and slept the rest of the day.

They moved him to another room out of the critical care/admitance room. He didn't budge the whole ride across the floor.

They put a ng tube through his nose and into his stomach. He didn't like having that done. He pushed his little body out of his snuggled resting spot and then fell fast asleep after they gave him his first feeding of 1&1/2 tsp of milk. Now we start teaching him to eat in order to come home in hopefully a week.

He's here but not home

Croy

(Don't you just love those new born pics with goo on them:)

Meet the littlest guy in my life, Croy. We welcomed him on Tuesday March 24th weighing in at a hefty 5 lbs 14 ozs and 19 ins long. We knew that he could have potential respiratory issues being 3 1/2 weeks early. At first we thought he had immature lungs until he spent two days struggling to breathe and exhausting himself. He was transferred to the U of U Hospital this morning to be sedated and put on a ventulator which will help him get some much needed rest. They've diagnosed "a" pneumonia (they are waiting for cultures). They are predicting that he'll be on the vents for about 3 days and IV antibiotics for 7 days. Everytime we talk to the med personal we are told something worse. We are just praying that he makes a turn around at this point and we get to bring him home in a week or two. I don't think I can handle any more negative news. I'll try to update as often as I can.

(Yes, it's a boy, he's being modest;)

This is in the level 2 nursery at Jordan Valley.

This is the Life Flight people taking him, ambulatory, to the U. I almost couldn't handle seeing him life this.

Brian and Croy at the U. He is resting much more peacefully now.

St. Patrick's Day

We tried to hard to catch a leprechaun this year. This was our trap. The leprechaun was supposed to climb to the top, try to take the gold but fall in instead.




This is was happened and a few other things like couch cushions turned upside down or picture and books rearranged. Calvin wants to build an even stronger trap next year. We'd better get to work if we are going to make it strong enough for next year.

He color the milk for their cereal green.

He colored the toliet water green. I think he was a little ticked off.

David Morrill and Whit

Meet David!

This little guy is so lovable. He asked the bishop in our ward to give him a party. David is the biggest Ute fan I've ever seen. Yes, even more than my sweet hubby. He sits out on his lawn, sunshine or blizzard, on game days sporting his Ute attire. A neighbor who knows Kyle Whittingham, Utes football coach, gave me his email to invite him to come and wish David a "Happy Birthday."

The look on David's face when Whit walked in was absolutely priceless. He had tears of sheer joy. He loves Whit. Apparently he knows Whit really well. He's been involved on the sidelines several times during games and Kyle knew who he was when I emailed him.

Whit's family came as well. They brought him a few neat gifts and each time David when to open on, he cried. He was so grateful for every little thing. It was so humbling to see. Every person in that room could feel his love and appreciation.


He hugged them all each time he opened a gift. Awesome!!

Then David asked Kyle to come sit and talk with him. He asked Whit to give him a job so he could help him coach the team. He was so funny and sweet. He just continued to thank Heavenly Father during their conversation. I thought he was praying at one point until he talked about beating BYU. It was so funny.


He stayed for a good half hour and then had to leave. I was so grateful that he would take time out of his Sunday with his family and spend a few moments with him. It still puts a smile on my face when I think about the look on David's face. It was so beautifully unforgetable.

Oops!!

So, I got up this morning with a whole list of things I'd like to get done. I was cruizing around getting my to do list checked off when my dear sweet hubby comes in and asks what I'd like to do tonight. "What do you mean?", I ask. He then says, "It's our anniversary tomorrow." That's when the "Oops" came into play, usually it's the other way around in most relationships. So, we are going to go out tonight and celebrate 13 years. It has gone by so fast. I had to do the math to double check the 13, yep it's right:)

Happy Anniversary Brian!!

I love my doctor!!

I had an appointment today and my blood pressure looks fabuloso. Here's the best part, my doctor said that he may go ahead and induce on my dad's birthday. I didn't even have to ask. Still keeping my fingers crossed. :)

I'm going to have to wait that long anyway.
1. Brooklyn has a recital this Friday.
2. Neighbor's birthday open house that my committee is in charge of this Sunday.
3. Calvin has to recite a nursery rhyme for his class on Friday, March 20th.
4. Brooklyn has Violin Federation on Saturday, March 21th.
5. I'm in charge of the Ward Talent Show on Friday, March 27th.
6. Not to mention that I've committed to helping in their classes each week.
7. And this couldn't have worked out better, my kids go off track March 27th for three weeks. Perfect.

I'm just grateful that my doctor is thoughtful and considerate of my wishes even though they are not what they would normally do. Even if it doesn't come down to what I'd like, I'm just grateful that he was willing to talk about it.

Draper Temple Open House

So, my sil called last night and asked if I'd like to go to the open house with her because her hubby ended up having to work.

This was my second time because I had taken my kids in January during the day while we were off track. We were by ourselves through most of the tour which worked out great for Calvin.

It was late and I was so tired but decided to go. I left my house at 8 pm and our tour started at 8:40 pm. Even though it was so late, I had a marvelous time. It was nice to go slow and look around more. It was calming, relaxing, the company was fantastic and I left feeling better than I had all day. Gotta love that!!

Thanks, Ashleigh!!

And the Award for "World's Meanest Mom" goes to....

Me!! Yep, I won it fair and square. Here are the reasons for such an honor.
In the "Making your kids do horrible things everyday" catagory:

1. Brush your teeth night and morning.
2. Showering includes washing your hair.
3. Wash your face every day.
4. Wash your hands after using the potty.
5. Yes, you do have to eat five bites before you can have anything else.
6. Bedtime means bedtime, not sneak out of your room until your grounded for a week.
7. Yes, you do have to read your site words everyday. Just like yesterday and the day before that.
8. Hang up your backpack and coat as you walk in the door.
9. No tv until you are dressed and ready to walk out the door for school.
10. If I'm going to "pay" for your school pictures, you will wear what I want. I promise it won't be too humilating.

Why is it so hard to do the stuff we need to do everyday? Really, does Satan work on these little things to slowly break us up? I came home from dropping them off at school so angry with my kids. Stupid reasons why but none the less, I was ticked.

I think I have a small, teeny, tiny taste of what the Lord feels like when I'm not grateful for my blessings. I think he gets tired of making my life as uncomplicated as possible and I am so oblivious to how wonderful it is that I don't even show gratitude. I bet it's as beyond frustrating to him as it is to me. I just goes to show that I have a lot of things that I am forgetting to do everyday to be as obedient to him as I'd like my kids to be to me. I guess I need to be more forgiving to my kids as I've always hoped and expected from Heavenly Father.

I really started this as a rant but instead I'm really seeing my own faults. I guess I have a lot of repenting and soul searching to do before I pick up my kids today.

PS...this isn't to make anyone feel guilty. Just my crazy hormonal thoughts.