Grandma Kim

So today my little friend, Tae, came over to hang out with me. She always comes in and shows me her shoes, hair, dress or anything she's excited about. She loves to play with the puzzles, dolls, ponies, and to have a bowl of cereal. I love that she wants to come. She'll come even when all the kids are at school or at their friends houses. I love the conversations we have. She tells me about her baby brother, that he only eats milk and his name is Chase. She is so proud of herself because she can use the potty like Paige. She's an open book therefore I get to hear all about her family and friends. She is a dollie!!!

Brian made the comment that I'm "like" her grandma. She can come and play, eat treats, get spoiled, etc...the funny things is he's right. Who wouldn't want to be her grandma. She is so darn cute and I love that my kids will play with her. Calvin likes to give her his treats in Sacrament Meeting. He gives her his whole baggie of cereal and gets the books out for her. He's like an uncle to her. Brooklyn is great to play with her also. She'll take her around the house and gets whatever Tae wants. Brian likes to ask her lots of questions like "does your baby eat cereal with marshmallows for breakfast?" She looks at him like he's nuts and then says "no, he only eats milk." Brian also loves to show her magic tricks. She giggles and tries to do them herself. Any who, she is too much fun and I heart her so.

Croy

My amazing friend, Jen, took pictures for me when Croy was 13 days old. I almost called and cancelled that morning. Hormones are to blame of course. I was struggling to even get out the door with Croy let alone have my kids looking great. She is fantastic and so much fun to work with. She has a gift for picture taking and I am so grateful to have pictures by her. Check her out http://www.fausetphotography.com/

Thank you, Jen!!

Why Now??

I feel like I have been through a war. I've been told not to touch my brand new baby, that I can't hold him, that he's being life flighted to the U, watched him being sedated and vented, watched his lifelessly sedated body vibrate in his bed at 450 breaths per minute, poked hundreds of times with needles, and so on....(life in the hossy). I've been able to be strong, keep my emotions under control until today. My daughter was helping me return dishes to the neighbors when she dropped a dish. I lost all control of my emotions. Bawled like a baby over a dish (so so sorry Emily:(. She didn't mean to drop it. I know she didn't but it was the straw that broke the camels back. Uggg...I'm going back to bed.

He's finally home :)

I was absolutely sure they were going to make us stay another day when the attending Dr. during rounds said that there was no reason why we couldn't go home. I wanted to jump up and hug him but I was too tired and trying not to burst into tears.

We had to pass off infant CPR and watch videos on SIDS and Shaken baby syndrome before we could go home. Croy also had to pass the car seat test. He had to sit in his car seat for the amount of time that it takes to drive home and not have any a's and b's(breathing problems) during that time. A few more blood tests and instructions then we were clear to dress him and bring him home. It's wonderful to be home and together.

The proud papa

Ah, I love him!!
He's tiny in that car seat
Brooklyn loves to take care of him.
The big proud brother:)