Baby Date

I went to the Dr yesterday and he would like to start me on April 7th. I have another appointment before then where he will decide if I am ready. When I had Max, my water broke and we went to the hospital. I was not having contractions and the nurse put me on platoson to get the hard labor going. Max was born about 5 hours after that. My body seems to respond extra well to the meds. In fact, I'm not sure what happened, but my body started to shake uncontrollably...I had an epidural and the shaking stopped. I'm not really in love with the idea of being induced but Curtis' family is leaving town on Friday and my Parents are leaving on Monday. I'm still trying to decide. Dr. Nance was really against inducing me with Max so I was really surprised at his offer. I guess I still have until Monday to decide.

Train Day

Saturday afternoon we decided to make a Max day and do the things he likes to do. He is now into trains. We went to Park city to do some shopping (not really what Max wanted to do). After the shopping was complete, we went to Dairy Keen in Heber. Max loved to watch the train circle above him. Every time it came into sight he would yell, "Choo! Choo!"
After dinner we went to the Heber Valley Railroad. They are closed until May so we just looked at all the train cars. Once again Max would yell, "A choo! A choo!"
We headed for home but decided to make a quick stop at Toys R Us. We have been considering buying him a train set for a while now. We decided on the one shown above. Max loves it! The track sends off bells and whistles when the train cars move over designated spots.
He is using a lot of words to let us know what he wants when he plays. "Elp" or help is a favorite. The train cars are connected by magnets so if he has one turned the wrong way or if one comes apart, he will ask me or Curtis for help. I am sure this is the best Toy purchase we have made this far.

Room Decor

Ten Things I love

1. Nap time; this is happening right now. I love this part of my day.
2. Tulips; they are still growing despite the bad weather.
3. Singing in the shower; I don't do this often because it is usually to early or happens during nap time.
4. A clean car; I need to work on this.
5. A good project; I'm still working on a few things for the "boy's room"
6. Banana pancakes; a new found love.
7. new babies; mostly when they are not crying...and I'm not so sleep deprived.
8. Friend phone calls; thanks for calling today Teresa, I needed a little adult conversation
9. Sunshine; it is finally starting to warm up...every few days.
10. Family; I love it when Curtis gets home and we are a family again for a few awake hours. Sometimes this doesn't happen until the weekend.

Max's final diognosis

Max has a double ear infection. Finally some antibiotics for the poor kid. He has been so sick for the past week. We've all really felt bad for the 'lil guy. Hopefully we are on the road to recovery.

Update

It has been a long weekend that went by too fast. Claire and Jared arrived on Thursday. We had dinner with them then had to take Max home to bed. His breathing was off and we were worried. Friday Morning we took him to the Pediatrician. He had a chest x-ray to make sure he didn't have pneumonia. Lucky for us, the image came back clear. Max was put back on his breathing treatments every 4 hours. Nana Kay watched Max during his nap while Curtis, Claire, Jared and I did some shopping. Grandma Christie watched Max that night while we attended Grandpa Finch's viewing. I kept it together most of the night. I didn't cry until the very end when we were all leaving and I went to find my dad. He was standing over grandpa - it was the sweetest picture. I'm crying just thinking about it.
Saturday we headed back for the funeral. Grandma Christie took Max for us again. I had no chance of keeping my emotions under control. It all started when the morticians asked grandma it she was ready for them to close the casket. It all seemed very final. I was searching for tissues but there were none to be found.
We headed to the chapel for the program. My dad was the first to speak. I had completely soaked my one tissue. Curtis let me have his, but it was soaked in a few seconds. I resorted to a baby wipe then my sweet sister Lindsey kindly brought me a whole roll of toilet paper from the restroom. The children in the two rows ahead of me started at me while I blew my nose over and over. My niece, Kennedy, asked me why I cried so much. I had heard her ask Claire that question earlier and I copied her answer, "Because I love him so much".
My dad has 7 siblings. Each one gave about a 4 minute talk. Each talk was filled with memories and attributes I love about my grandpa. They all love him too. I think watching them cry is what made me cry the most. Curtis even cried a little.
The grave site was beautiful. I don't think I have ever seen so many flowers in honor of one person. Grandpa was in the Navy so we heard taps and the 21 gun solute. It was wonderful.
We took a picture when we got back to the church. Only 9 of the 43 grand-kids were missing. Grandpa has 62 great-grand-children but I'm not sure how many of them made it.
That evening we had a small birthday party for Kennedy. She had a beautiful pink castle cake. It was a happy time but we were all worn out from the days activities.
Sunday morning all of my siblings met at my parents house for one last meal together before everyone went home. Jared lives in Australia and we have not seen him in over 2 years. It was so great to be together. It seems like we do a lot of laughing when we are all together.
Lindsey and I drove Claire to the airport so we could have a little sister time. I'm always sad when she has to leave. I really wish she could move back home.
Tyler, Lindsey and family were the next to leave. We had lots of hugs and plan to see each other soon.
Jared was the hardest to let go this time. I couldn't say goodbye at my parents so I asked them to stop by when they were leaving. I hugged him several times and kept it together until he was out the door. Curtis let me hug him as long as I wanted (good therapy) and I cried... again.
For having dry eyes, I did a lot of crying this weekend.
We stayed home that evening but Jim and Christie stopped by with a gift for us. It was a beautiful drawing of the Manti Temple where my grandpa sealed us. Very thoughtful.
Now here we are back to Monday. Max has just peeked out of his room so I better go play mommy.

Grandpa

Bitter sweet, My grandpa passed away Sunday evening. I was able to spend a little more time with him before he passed, I even got to see him for about an hour Sunday morning.
He is a wonderful person and I am lucky to have his example in my life. He was a hard worker and loved time with family. He had a special talent when it came to card or board games. He made wonderful caramel and peanut brittle. He loved to sing and was learning how to play the organ. He gave me my patriarchal blessing. Curtis and I were sealed by him. He loved camping and fishing. He almost always wore Green.
He was kind to others and served those who needed it. I love him and miss him.