Sunday, February 24, 2008


My Baby - Ahem, I mean, my Big Boy turned 7 years old today! I can't believe he's been on this earth with us for 7 years, and yet, it feels like forever. I love this boy more than words could capture! I am so grateful that he came to our family and has blazed the trail (if not the birth canal - more on that later) for his little sisters. Christopher is such a wonderful example! I thoroughly appreciate his sensitivity, compassion, obedience and endlessly loving and giving heart.

Warning: Long post! And a graphic story...

So Christopher had a rather unique, or should I say frightening, entrance into this world. He was 10 days overdue so we scheduled an induction on the 24th, a Saturday. We arrived at the hospital at 6am and by 7am I was all "wired up" and just waiting for the doctor to administer the pitocin. When you go in for this you have to have been fasting since midnight the night before. When a nurse offered me a glass of juice, I gratefully accepted - grape, my favorite. They started the pitocin around 7:30am and by 9am I was feeling nothing. So my doctor came in to break the bag of waters and "get things moving." How prophetic that phrase would become. After she did so, Christopher's heart rate dropped dramatically. They tried to get me to roll from side to side, get up on all fours, ANYTHING to get this baby's heart rate back up - nothing. I remember hearing the doctor's fateful words, "We may have a cord!" Ok, WHAT is "a cord" and how do we fix it?!! She did a pelvic exam and reach into my cervix and yelled, "CORD! O.R. STAT!" This is bad.

FYI: "a cord" was short for a Prolapsed Cord (occurs in about 1 in 1000 births). Basically Christopher's head wasn't engaged in the birth canal and when she broke my bag of waters his cord washed down before his head did. This pinched the cord in half, cutting off oxygen, nutrients, etc. to the baby. Typically the head puts further pressure on the cord which increases with each contraction. I was told you have a maximum of 10 minutes before fetal death, of course by about 4-5 minutes there is some kind of brain damage.

Sidenote: I also ended up having a condition known as polyhydramnios. It's an overproduction of amniotic fluid, so while it may have seemed that his head was down, there was so much fluid, that he could never have fully engaged in the pelvis. It's very difficult to diagnose early. This occurs in .5-2% of all pregnancies. Am I weird, or what?!

I was laying on the hospital bed flat on my back with the doctors hand WAY up inside me (thank goodness she was a tiny Asian woman!) trying to hold the umbilical cord out of the birth canal, thus keeping oxygen flowing to the baby. The time was 9:15am. She rode with me into the O.R. (operating room) and nurses, anesthesia and doctors started piling into the room. The tried to kick Chris out of the room, and I PANICKED! "Ok, he can stay."

There was no time to try placing an epidural, so they had to give me general anesthesia (knock me out). As the mask was placed over my face I felt the excruciating pain as the doctor sliced into my lower abdomen. Then I slept.

Christopher was "extracted" as we say, at 9:20am. He was non-responsive at first (the cord was wrapped twice around his neck), but after some good, hard rubbing (and spanking), he came around and let out a good cry. My doctor was amazing. I know this is an OBGYN's worst nightmare, but her quick thinking gave us a perfectly healthy baby boy!

When I woke up about an hour later, I started throwing up every ounce of grape juice I had, had earlier. A grumpy nurse came in and started wiping me up while mumbling something like, "That's why we don't give juice to induction patients!" Yeah, yeah, yeah, where's my baby?! When Chris finally brought him in, I took him into my arms for the first time and burst into tears. As a gazed at him in my drug-induced state, I remember so clearly saying, "He looks like a little man!" That has been one of his more prominent nicknames ever since. He was so perfect, but I was so worried that something had happened to him during the "extraction." Incidentally, Chris didn't tell me all the sordid details until months later.

It was a very long, hard recovery (apparently I don't react well to anesthesia), but it was SO worth it!

To my Buddy:
"I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, for all of Eternity, my baby you'll be."

I wish I had pictures from further back than 2 years old, but we didn't have digital camera and I don't have any on my computer at the moment!
Chrisser's 2nd birthday, going on a horse ride at C&M Stables in Florence.

Christopher and Peanut on 4th of July 2004

Isn't he cute?! On my birthday in 2004

Sweet babies! Christmas 2004

Christmas 2003

Birthday 2008!

Some of his "lute!" He REALLY needed new clothes!

Getting ready to open his gifts

Grandma surprised us and came up to celebrate - actually, this is a REALLY long story, but we were all sick (including grandma) so it was low-key, but very nice.

Payton enjoying some cake and ice cream

Christopher made the first cut - silly boy!

His birthday sign

The birthday cake spread

Blowing out the candles

What a day! Like I said, we've been sick - AGAIN! This is our 3rd round of "junk" and we've pretty much been continually sick for 2 months!

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Belated Birthday, Haircuts and a Visit from Grandma!

I know my pictures are all in reverse order, but I can never remember to post them backwards when I have so many to use! Bare with me...
We had a great day yesterday! My mom (who NEVER gets weekdays off) took Tuesday off to come and spend it with us! We were all so excited to see grandma and had such a fabulous day with her! Here are our pictures of the day - WE LOVE YOU, GRANDMA!!!

LOVE this picture! Grandma and all the kids (there wasn't a single pic with Christopher's eyes open).

Avonleigh before

During her haircut - she LOVED this. She felt like such a little princess - as well she should.

Bye-bye to baby hair...this was her very first haircut!

Avonleigh and her stylist, Jennifer.

Laethym and Avonleigh after

Laethym before

Grandma and Laethym

Her long, beautiful hair on the floor

Laethym and her stylist, Angela.

Chooch and one of her birthday presents from grandma and grandpa (Thomas the Tank Engine "laptop").

Grandma and Payton. She just loved having grandma here, she was shy at all. She just snuggled in and didn't want to let go! Look at their mouths - Payton TOTALLY has my mom's mouth! Lucky kid!

Chooch playing with her new baby doll and bottles.

Grandma and Payton - I love this one, she looks so big to me.

This is so great! Avonleigh took this one!

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Smarty Pants

Tonight after Christopher had finished his dinner (scrambled eggs and english muffins - I know, Mother of the Year here!) we had the following conversation:

Christopher: (as he's putting his plate in the sink) Mom, what else can I have?

Me: An orange.

Christopher: What ELSE can I have - and remember, you've already used "orange."

Me: Nothing.


Friday, February 15, 2008

Because he's THAT guy!

We love the Helzberg Diamond commercials! So for Valentine's Day my wonderful husband handmade me a beautiful card and a gorgeous envelope with the comment, "Because I'm THAT guy!" I was so surprised!! It was a thoughtfully written, time-consuming endeavor and it made me feel so special.

After he gave me my card, I went into the kitchen and started dishing up dinner (homemade chicken soup - we've all had the stomach flu this week...nice). He slipped a box to Laethym who ran it into the kitchen exclaiming, "MOM, look what "I" got you for Valentine's Day!!"

I opened it up to find a beautiful, braided charm bracelet (we can add charms to it throughout the years). So amazing! Again, I was COMPLETELY shocked! The poor guy was the last in our family to fall victim to this horrible stomach bug, which means he started puking at about 2 am Wed. morning. He managed to drag himself out of bed and get to work at 8am, then sat in negotiation meetings all day long and didn't get home until after 6pm. He didn't eat anything all day because he was so nauseous and did not want to puke any more, so he was white as a ghost by the time he got home. I don't know where he found the time (or energy) to make my Valentine's Day so special, but I sure LOVE HIM for it! ;o)

So Happy Valentine's Day to my ONE AND ONLY! Eight Valentine's Days together and we're still going strong...from here to Eternity. I love you, always.

"I lift thee, and thou me, and we ascend together."

On to the funny stuff...

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Another One Bites the Dust

Up close and personal! Chrisser's empty space...

Happy guy! Forgive the poor picture quality. Christopher is my "can't keep his eyes open to save his life with the flash on" child. So, I turned it off to get a picture with his beautiful eyes!

Soooo excited, "Look mom, my THIRD tooth! Shelby lost her tooth yesterday at school and her tooth fairy only brought her quarters! She was sad."
I'm wondering what, exactly this kid is expecting from his tooth fairy!

Monday, February 4, 2008

Pressing Forward

As I watched the church news release this morning I eagerly anticipated learning who our new first presidency would be. As many people knew, President Thomas S. Monson has been called and set apart as the 16th President of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Personally I take great comfort in knowing how closely he and President Hinckley worked together for so many decades. I have watched President Monson for as long as I can remember and particularly remember my mother talking about how much she loved hearing him speak. I know that his life has been dedicated to the work of the Lord and he has been molded and prepared for this calling in this day and age. He is truly the mouthpiece for the Lord - HIS Prophet on this earth. I know that he is following faithfully in the footsteps of the past 15 Presidents and I have no doubt that he receives council from them as well as our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

Henry B. Eyring. What can I say? I have such love and respect for this man! I am particularly partial to him as he was the apostle who came to call and set apart our new Stake Presidency in 2004. It was so incredible to sit in the audience and just feel his spirit exude throughout the room. I have loved his talks for many years and often find that when I am struggling with something, while searching for talks, it is his that usually contain the wisdom I am seeking. I am so thankful that he will continue to be in the First Presidency.

Dieter F. Uchtdorf, I love him! I love his accent! I have to say, I did not at all expect to see him in the First Presidency this soon. I see this as a wonderful step, globally for the church. I think he will bring a fantastic spirit to the presidency and will be a great asset in instructing on the church in different nations. I look forward to hearing more from him.

I know that the Lord has called each of these men to serve the members of this church. I know that each holds specific Priesthood keys so that this gospel can move forward on the earth. I give them my full support and love.
As I glance backward, I will miss President Hinckley forever and be forever grateful to our loving Father in Heaven for the gift that was his life. But as I look heavenward, I know that the programs that he started will continue to be carried out under President Monson's direction with the blessing of the Lord. As I strive to reach outward I feel the spirit of the Lord in those whom I serve and receive service from. And I take great comfort in knowing that this gospel will forever press forward!

Friday, February 1, 2008

Prophetic Passing

I imagine he's running to Marjorie now,
Yes, running, not waving his cane.
I see him embracing his father and mother
While they keep repeating his name.

I see him now meeting his forebears,
Brother Brigham and Joseph are there.
Sweet reunion of prophets, united by service
That only such noble men share.

I see him embraced by the Savior
While Father says, "Good and well done.
So faithful in stalwart endurance, I welcome
My noble, most excellent son."

I then hear the ripples of laughter
As he says the reception's just fine,
But he hopes that he'll get an assignment or two
Since there's no need to waste any time.

I can hear his clear voice in the stillness
At the close of this sweet Sabbath day,
Have faith and move forward - there's work to be done.
President Hinckley would want it that way.

Anna M. Molgard
January 27, 2008