Getting back into the swing of things

I haven't been much company this last week, but I have tried to make it a point to spend time with those who matter most. Derek, Owen and I walked to the Kingsmen Car show here in Orting. Probably one of my favorite things about where we live is the close proximity to everything in Orting. Anyways, here are a few shots from Saturday... it was fun to just spend it with my boys.

Owen waiting for the ice cream man with his "momey" :)

Stopping for a photo at the car show
They love each other so much!

Daddy giving Owen kisses

Playing with Daddy's boat trailer

In everything that has happened recently, I've realized how truly blessed I am. Many couples try to have kids and never get pregnant. We have one amazing child and whether or not God chooses to bless us with more is up to him... until then I am counting my blessings!

a hard hit

As I write this I'm unable to keep my composure... which is ok because I'm alone. I need to write this as a bit of a healing for myself.

I had told everyone that I was pregnant in my last entry and was so excited. I went in for my first OB appointment and I couldn't wait to meet my new Dr and discuss doing a VBAC. I was told that I was a great candidate and that I could try for a vaginal birth with this baby. So, we proceeded to do the ultrasound to get an accurate measurement of the baby and make sure the due date is correct. As we saw the teeny little baby on the screen I got so excited... I looked over at Derek and said "do you see it honey?!" and then the Dr started to show me where the baby was, where the sac was and then all around that was blood... and it wasn't good. She pointed out the baby again and that it didn't show a heartbeat. Also, that it wasn't moving and was only measuring at 8 weeks. At this time I was 9 weeks and 2 days pregnant... my worst fear had just come true. I just laid there crying, I had no idea what to do or how to even proceed with what I had just heard. Life changed in an instant and not the way I had hoped. My Dr suggested for me to do a D&C (dilation and curettage) and just get it all out instead of waiting for my body to reject the miscarried baby. I knew that mentally I wouldn't be able to play the waiting game at home. So, we checked into the hospital and went on with it. During surgery, I woke up toward the end and was in so much pain... after I was all done I couldn't help but sob. It was over. I was no longer pregnant and I didn't have a sweet baby in my arms to help with the pain. Thank God my mom was able to come and stay with us while all of this happened. Josh and Danielle took care of Owen and I'm so grateful that they did that for us. And Derek has been my rock through this whole thing. It in some weird way has brought he and I closer... it broke our hearts to know that our baby that we had hoped and planned for was gone.

I've not been much company and haven't done much since yesterday. I sit at home "resting" and reflecting on the past day and a half. Going from complete excitement to grieving a loss in a matter of minutes. I keep telling myself that everything happens for a reason and that I have been blessed with a beautiful son already and I'm so thankful for him. But in all of this and 2 miscarriages in 6 months, it's hard to see the bright side of things. We're trying our hardest to go on. I'm so thankful for all of our friends and family who've shown so much support and love. We appreciate each and every thought and prayer that has gone out to us... all of you have made this a little easier. We love you.

it's been a while...

I apologize to those who like to read this blog (esp. my mom!), but I've been so busy lately. I have 2-4 kids at my house on a regular basis. They're great kids and keep me on my toes, but I don't have as much time to blog as I'd prefer. We found out on Cinco De Mayo that we're going to have another baby! I'm due January 12th and I feel like it's going to take forever! So, that also attributes to the long time away from blogging... too tired when all the kids leave! So, here are a few photos of Owen that I took over the last month.

The Daffodil Parade

This post is a wee bit late! The parade goes through our town in early April and I'm just now getting to these photos... sad I know! Owen and I were sick for a month and we finally hit up the Dr's office and found out he had 2 ear infections and I had a sinus infection and a chest infection. We got loaded up with antibiotics and thought we were on our way! Nope!!! Owen had a reaction to 2 of the children's antibiotics which sucked, but thankfully the 3rd and last one worked! We're finally feeling much better and I'm getting to things I've been putting off. So, here's photos from the Daffodil Parade!

Should he be doing this?!?!

The other night we were playing a letters game with Owen when Derek turned on our favorite song. Owen stopped playing the game immediately and got so excited. He got out his drum and started to drum along with the song. He also started singing along... which would be ok if the song wasn't "Gives You Hell". My mom warned me that he'd start saying bad words if we said them, but I just didn't think he'd sing them! I grabbed out the camera and got a video of him drumming and singing to his "jump song" as he calls it. Listen closely about a minute in...

cars, cars everywhere are CARS!

Like most boys, Owen has an obsession with cars. He absolutely loves them! He drives them, sends them flying across the room, crashes them, makes noises with them and his latest thing is parking them all in a perfect line. He's crazy about it! And if his line gets messed up he has to start all over with a new line. I decided to take a few photos of him and his "line-o-cars".

We got this firetruck at Walgreens of all places... it's a Hot Wheels and it was only $1.50! Ok, so I don't know how much Hot Wheels go for really, I've never bought one! But I thought it was a steal haha! He loves firetrucks and this was the only one he had, until he left it at our friends house. Hopefully soon we can stop by and pick it up...

oh the treasures you will find

Derek used to own a street bike. I was never fond of this bike and was SO happy to see it go! He still has his helmet though and for some reason it's been in our spare room. Owen loves to go scavenging through that room and he ended up finding the helmet! He came downstairs with it on and was having too much fun!