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| Baby Bailey |
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| Bailey's 1st birthday! |
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| Bailey and her best friend, Dixie |
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| Enjoying a bone at Grandma/Grandpa's |
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| Gangster Bailey |
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| Supporting her Lions |
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| Halloween after Sean was born |
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| Christmas 2011 |
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| And today...on her 5th birthday! |
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Happy birthday, Bailey!
Today our furbaby, Bailey turned 5! We did our usual celebration that included her pink bandana and hat that I bought in Portland a few years ago, singing Happy Birthday, and giving her a cupcake frosted with peanut butter - her favorite! Awww...it's so strange to see her with gray furs on her muzzle. It seems like just yesterday she was a puppy and now she's a lady! And now, a photo montage of our Boo...
Saturday, January 28, 2012
I guess there's a first time for everything...
including a trip and stay at the local hospital for Sean. This week has been the highest of highs and lowest of lows in so many regards. With our anniversary on Tuesday, the week started off strong until I took Sean to the pediatrician on Wednesday after work for what I thought would be a check-up for bronchiolitus. He has had that at least twice in the past year and each time they told me to just let it run it's course. I wasn't prepared for them to give him two breathing treatments, both of which were unsuccessful, and for them to tell me that he needed to be taken to the ER. With a roast in the crock pot, Scott coaching basketball, and the dog cooped up at home, Sean and I ventured out in rush hour traffic to St. Joe's in Ann Arbor for him to be checked out.
I have nothing but positive things to say about this hospital! From the moment we arrived, we were seen within 5 minutes, taken back to the pediatric section of the Emergency Room, and seen by a doctor! From there, he had a breathing treatment, a chest x-ray, and an IV put in his tiny hand. And the news came. He would be admitted. The chest x-ray showed the beginning stages of pneumonia on one side of his lung. I was obviously devastated! I still couldn't get a hold of Scott and luckily, Jackie was able to let out Bailey and turn off our crock pot.
Scott arrived finally at 8pm and by then I was about ready to gnaw off my arm I was so hungry! He sent me to get food and to pack an overnight bag for him. My loving husband told me he would stay the night at the hospital with Sean so I could go home and get some rest. He must have felt bad that I had to go through this traumatic event by myself and he must have had mercy on me knowing that my back would not tolerate sleeping on a pull-out couch. After picking up McDonald's for dinner (healthy, I know), grabbing an overnight bag, entering an absence at work for both Scott and I, kissing Sean and Scott goodnight at the hospital, and making sure I understood what would come over the next 24 hours, I finally made it back home around 11pm.
Sean stayed in the hospital on oxygen to help him breathe from Wednesday night - Friday afternoon. He successfully slept through the night on Thursday night without the support of oxygen proving that he was ready to go home Friday morning. He was checked twice by two different doctors Friday morning and was released with a prescription for his double ear infection. It was a pleasant surprise to wake up from a nap at home to hear the sound of Sean's voice. Since then he's been bouncing off the walls with energy, stopping every so often for a snuggle or two from Mommy or Daddy. Scott and I are so appreciate of all the love and support we received from everyone! What a week!
We have to take Sean back to the pediatrician on Monday to have him checked out one more time, but I'm so anxious and ready for life to go back to normal...
I have nothing but positive things to say about this hospital! From the moment we arrived, we were seen within 5 minutes, taken back to the pediatric section of the Emergency Room, and seen by a doctor! From there, he had a breathing treatment, a chest x-ray, and an IV put in his tiny hand. And the news came. He would be admitted. The chest x-ray showed the beginning stages of pneumonia on one side of his lung. I was obviously devastated! I still couldn't get a hold of Scott and luckily, Jackie was able to let out Bailey and turn off our crock pot.
Scott arrived finally at 8pm and by then I was about ready to gnaw off my arm I was so hungry! He sent me to get food and to pack an overnight bag for him. My loving husband told me he would stay the night at the hospital with Sean so I could go home and get some rest. He must have felt bad that I had to go through this traumatic event by myself and he must have had mercy on me knowing that my back would not tolerate sleeping on a pull-out couch. After picking up McDonald's for dinner (healthy, I know), grabbing an overnight bag, entering an absence at work for both Scott and I, kissing Sean and Scott goodnight at the hospital, and making sure I understood what would come over the next 24 hours, I finally made it back home around 11pm.
Sean stayed in the hospital on oxygen to help him breathe from Wednesday night - Friday afternoon. He successfully slept through the night on Thursday night without the support of oxygen proving that he was ready to go home Friday morning. He was checked twice by two different doctors Friday morning and was released with a prescription for his double ear infection. It was a pleasant surprise to wake up from a nap at home to hear the sound of Sean's voice. Since then he's been bouncing off the walls with energy, stopping every so often for a snuggle or two from Mommy or Daddy. Scott and I are so appreciate of all the love and support we received from everyone! What a week!
We have to take Sean back to the pediatrician on Monday to have him checked out one more time, but I'm so anxious and ready for life to go back to normal...
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Hello Winter!
Nice to finally see you! I can understand why some people aren't a fan of winter because of slippery roads for driving and the bitter cold, but if you have nowhere to go, how can you not love this?
After a pretty "crappy" week (pun intended) of me being home sick two days from a stomach virus and having to spend part of Thursday morning at the beautifully re-done U of M Women's Hospital, it was really refreshing to wake up Saturday morning to see that it was snowing! We took Sean outside to play in the snow for the first time and while he wasn't a fan of getting all the gear on to go outside, but once we got out there he truly loved it! We put the sled from Nana and Papa to good use and Scott got in some light exercise running around pulling Sean in the sled. Heck, even Bailey enjoyed herself trying to catch Sean in his sled!
After a pretty "crappy" week (pun intended) of me being home sick two days from a stomach virus and having to spend part of Thursday morning at the beautifully re-done U of M Women's Hospital, it was really refreshing to wake up Saturday morning to see that it was snowing! We took Sean outside to play in the snow for the first time and while he wasn't a fan of getting all the gear on to go outside, but once we got out there he truly loved it! We put the sled from Nana and Papa to good use and Scott got in some light exercise running around pulling Sean in the sled. Heck, even Bailey enjoyed herself trying to catch Sean in his sled!
There's nothing quite like that first sizable snowfall. Stepping outside and hearing how quiet and serene it is when it snows. The sounds it makes when you crunch your way around the yard. The brightness that makes your eyes water. Seeing your breath. It was a beautiful morning! And even though it was really cold, one of my favorite parts is coming inside, making hot chocolate, and warming up! Sean, Scott, and I all sport the wind burn on our faces today as proof that we enjoyed this snowfall!
As our 3 year anniversary of our wedding approaches in the next week and a half, I can't help but throw out a few oldies, but goodies to show my appreciation of the winter months and January!
Now...how about a snow day????
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
"If we don't shimmy....
this will never work." Words spoken from the mouth of my husband as we were attempting to move a very heavy, and full might I add, dresser across the carpeted floor of our bedroom. I couldn't help but think about how dead on he was by saying that in more ways than one. The theme of our holiday break this year was kicking ass and taking names. Seriously. I don't think either of us realized how long our to-do list was until we were knee deep in it. In addition to the post below from putting the finishing touches on the playroom, we managed to paint our bedroom, hang up all the wall art in there, get a treadmill into the basement, set up the "gym", fix one of the two ceiling fans, and cook a ton of food for Sean.
Speaking of the ceiling fan...I think that installing a ceiling fan is the true testament of a solid marriage. We were standing in our living room with Sean playing on the floor nearby, when Scott broke out the ole step stool and attempted to take down the existing broken ceiling fan (which he broke by the way). Of course there's never a home project that he embarks on that he doesn't need my help. Immediately, he demanded I hold the fan while he unscrew the screws. Can someone please explain why ceiling fans weigh 40 pounds? Since my butt hasn't seen the gym since the birth of Sean or even before that, I was not physically ready for this challenge. The next 5 minutes consisted of me whining that my arms hurt, which turned into my voice being raised, which turned into an entire verbal assault on Scott if he didn't hurry up. Just as we thought we were successful, Scott touched the wires to unhook them and was shocked! Sparks flew (literally!) and emotions ran high. He then begged me to hold the fan hanging by one wire that had just sparked as he went to figure out why the power wasn't off. There was screaming, a few choice words, and even some tears. But, in the end, he realized the switch on the wall was still on, despite the power being shut off downstairs. Duh! But, to redeem himself, he realized that he could fix our existing ceiling fan, hang it back up, and save us $150. Well done, Scott!
More into my domain, here are a few of the items I made for Sean in my "spare time", a.k.a. 8:30pm-?? One of these days I'm going to learn how to just sit down at the end of an evening...
Cheddar/Broccoli/Carrot Nuggets:
Sweet Potato Fries (one of Sean's fav):
Next up tomorrow: Sausage Ryes, Turkey Loaf, and Mac N' Cheese Cups...
As holiday break concludes, I'm so grateful that we had the time to work on some of the projects we had our eyes set on since we moved in August. While it wasn't as relaxing as years past, it feels productive. And I'm grateful for the extra time with my tooter. He goes to daycare tomorrow and Friday and after a day like today, I'm kind of excited for some time to myself. Although, even typing that out makes me feel guilty. So, I leave you with this as an explanation:
Speaking of the ceiling fan...I think that installing a ceiling fan is the true testament of a solid marriage. We were standing in our living room with Sean playing on the floor nearby, when Scott broke out the ole step stool and attempted to take down the existing broken ceiling fan (which he broke by the way). Of course there's never a home project that he embarks on that he doesn't need my help. Immediately, he demanded I hold the fan while he unscrew the screws. Can someone please explain why ceiling fans weigh 40 pounds? Since my butt hasn't seen the gym since the birth of Sean or even before that, I was not physically ready for this challenge. The next 5 minutes consisted of me whining that my arms hurt, which turned into my voice being raised, which turned into an entire verbal assault on Scott if he didn't hurry up. Just as we thought we were successful, Scott touched the wires to unhook them and was shocked! Sparks flew (literally!) and emotions ran high. He then begged me to hold the fan hanging by one wire that had just sparked as he went to figure out why the power wasn't off. There was screaming, a few choice words, and even some tears. But, in the end, he realized the switch on the wall was still on, despite the power being shut off downstairs. Duh! But, to redeem himself, he realized that he could fix our existing ceiling fan, hang it back up, and save us $150. Well done, Scott!
More into my domain, here are a few of the items I made for Sean in my "spare time", a.k.a. 8:30pm-?? One of these days I'm going to learn how to just sit down at the end of an evening...
Cheddar/Broccoli/Carrot Nuggets:
As holiday break concludes, I'm so grateful that we had the time to work on some of the projects we had our eyes set on since we moved in August. While it wasn't as relaxing as years past, it feels productive. And I'm grateful for the extra time with my tooter. He goes to daycare tomorrow and Friday and after a day like today, I'm kind of excited for some time to myself. Although, even typing that out makes me feel guilty. So, I leave you with this as an explanation:
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