ER Visit....Take TWO!

A little behind in this update but thought I would share anyway. On Thanksgiving Evening, we were at Uncle Bob's house (i.e. Uncle Bob's Carnival) with the Darnell fam. We got there around 4:00 so that the boys could go for rides with Uncle Bob on the tractor, the 4-wheeler, the golf cart and any other 'toy' he had out for their entertainment. Dinner was served around 5:30 and it was DELISH. After the boys had finished their dessert, they got up to play. d1 was playing with his cousin, Skylar, while d2 was goofing off with Grandpa and Uncle Terry. While I was trying to enjoy my SECOND piece of Italian Creme Cake, I heard a loud THUMP and jumped up, knowing full well it was one of mine. Next thing I hear is a loud scream; Uncle T grabs d2 and looks for blood or bruising on his forehead because it sounded like his head had hit something. Nothing on the head but blood was gushing from his face.....he had sliced his cheek open on the stone coffee table when he came up from crawling under/around it. At first glance, we thought it was his previous injury re-opened but soon found it was a different wound, directly above the other. Off we went to the ER.....AGAIN! When we get there and get checked in, we were thrilled (note the sarcasm) to see that the same doctor and same nurse were on call that sewed d2 up the last time we were in, less than two months ago. Good times!!!

No pictures posted as I saw no real point....if you want to know what it looked like, see the post below for the first ER trip because it looked about the same. My lil' guy is turning into a real-life Frankenstein with all his scars on his face. We're praying they heal on their own (with the help of Mederma and Vitamin E); otherwise, we'll be paying some $$ for a plastic surgeon to help us out later on down the road.

I Am Thankful For....

As I now have children old enough to understand what it means to be thankful, I try to ask them (at least the older one) what he's thankful for. They have been asking these questions at school, too, so d1 has had some less-vague answers lately, most recent saying he was thankful for his family. That's great and I agree but I want him to eventually be more specific so I thought I would make a list of all that I am thankful for in my life. Maybe you readers can join along and post what you are thankful for.

* My husband who cooks dinner every night, cleans the house, does laundry, plays monsters and tractors with d1 & d2 (and he thoroughly enjoys it), changes the oil in the car/van, mows the yard and is the spiritual leader in our family. His family has been so good to me in the 8+ years we've been together and have really taken me as their own. We will enjoy Thanksgiving dinner with my father-in-law and all of his brothers and sisters and we can't wait! They are great people to be around....and they can all cook well, which I really appreciate as I LOVE to eat!!

*My little boys who know how to make Mommy smile (and frown at times but we won't discuss that in this post) by 'mauling' me on the morning drive to work, telling me that I look pretty, sharing their snacks with me, helping me bake blondies and pumpkin muffins on Sunday afternoons, napping with me and thus giving me some cuddle time, waving good-bye to me when I take them to school and telling me to 'hab good day' and saying 'buv you' when I leave and for their pure, innocent character that shows me that they will become the example we set for them. I am also thankful for the lil' guy growing inside of me. He is making me rounder and rounder by the day (or is it all the Bruster's ice cream and burritos?) but I already know he will have his own personality and we will have a special relationship, unique in its own, just like his brothers.

*My health and the health of my family. Praise the Lord we have all been flu/ear infection/strep throat-free this season and we are so blessed for that. For as long as I can remember (about 4 years, I guess), we have battled all of the above with one or the other (or both) and it was always continuous. This year we are striving to be more germ-free and really doing all that we can to keep our family healthy. I know there are times you just can't help the circumstances but I think we can attribute a little of the healthiness to the new environment the boys have been in since August. We love Covenant CDC!!!

*My awesome job that I started in August. Not only do I really like what I'm doing, I LOVE who I work with everyday. My co-workers are wonderful - we do some shopping at lunch, some dining out, and even some scrapbooking (love ya, CG!). My boss' are super flexible and accommodating to my schedule if necesssary....I no longer miss class parties, parades or programs!! WOO HOO!!!

*My friends, new and old. To say I have not have had a 'nuclear' family life would be the understatement of the year. I have a great brother, awesome aunts, uncles and cousins around the US but for the last 13 years, my friends have been my 'family' and have always been there when I've needed them the most. You know who you are and I wouldn't be the wife, mother, professional woman I am today without you! Thanks!! To my new friends - you have all made the transition to the South easier for me by showing such love and support. Thank you and I'm so glad you were placed in my life!

*My house! Yeah, now I'm being material but I love my house. So what if I'm 30 minutes from civilization....I love my house! We have lots of space for the 'monsters' to roam freely, we're less than an hour from the mountains, 4 hours from the beach.....it's great!

*My faith in God....this is a big one and one that has only grown with time. I've mentioned before that Dallas and I didn't have a Christian background until our good friends, the Schuman's, led us to a fantastic church many years ago. Since then, we have both grown so much as Christians and have such a different perspective on life. It's truly amazing what God will do for you if you will just LET him!

I could probably go on and on and on with all I'm thankful for but that's a good start. I would love to read what others are thankful for so if you get a chance, post it up and be sure to tell those in your lives that you are thankful for them today!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Almost 7 Years Ago....

This is a little early but due to the holidays coming up, I didn't want to forget to wish my wonderful husband a Happy Anniversary...not of our wedding day but of our engagement day, which was Thanksgiving 2001. I guess most don't typically celebrate it and we usually don't, either but I just love to reminisce about that day. It is definitely one of my happiest days and one I will never forget. A stroll down memory lane...

D1 and I had been dating about a year and a half at this point. We had discussed marriage but no plans had been made, nothing serious in the works...so I thought. In fact, just a week or so before the big proposal, we had a 'fight' about our future and it ended with him walking out of my apartment, telling me that he didn't know if I was the one he wanted to spend his life with and wished I would just leave him alone about the future. Come to find out, it was all staged....I think he thought I was onto him, yet I was totally clueless! So, fast forward to Thanksgiving Day. My little brother and I were going to D1's family's house for dinner. Right before dinner, D1's step-dad asked us to gather in the garage for a quick activity he needed to complete (on video) for him to finish his entrance into the priesthood. His step-dad had parts for each of us to read that was Thanksgiving-themed but also a little romantic, too, and told us to move in a particular sequence after we read our parts. Apparently I was more focused on eating so I didn't pay much attention to the words; I just read my part and moved to my spot. The entire family was involved - D1's parents, brother, sister, their spouses, my brother, and D1's 80-year-old grandfather, Poppy. By the end of the 'poem,' D1 and I were facing each other and he was down on one knee, asking me to marry him. IT WAS INCREDIBLE! The only two that didn't have a clue were me and my bro. I was so surprised, which is exactly what he was hoping for. My ring was exactly what I had described to him throughout the months before when I would talk about the ring I dreamed of having some day. He actually listened and made notes and took those details with him to the jeweler and had my ring designed just for me. When it was over, I immediately said, 'I have to call my grandma!' as my grandma and I were VERY close. As I was dialing (and she wasn't answering), D1 informed me that she already knew because he had gone and asked for their blessing a few weeks before. WHAT???STUNNED AGAIN! Back then, my grandma and I talked everyday and I couldn't believe she had kept such a huge secret. This was, by far, the biggest surprise of my life and I couldn't have asked for a more memorable proposal!!

Isn't it amazing how much life changes over the years? It's only been 7 years but our lives have turned around and around more times that we can count. We got married, became Christians, had babies, lost loved ones, changed jobs, moved 1,000 miles from 'home.' WOW! Writing that really shows me how far we've come and I just cannot imagine my life without D1. He has given me everything I've ever wanted or hoped for...and then some. Dallas, thank you for loving me in the good times and bad, for giving me two (almost three) wonderful boys that want to be just like you, for being my biggest fan! You are a good man and an amazing father. Together, we have created a beautiful family of our own and you are giving me the things I had always dreamed of as a little girl but didn't think I deserved. I could not have asked for a better partner to share my life with! You are my best friend and I LOVE YOU!

The Results Are In ~ It's a Boy! Again!

D1 and I went in for our Level 2 ultrasound on Tuesday and were quickly shown the 'proof' of another boy and there was no denying this one. We had an awesome U/S tech who showed us the coolest pics. Baby D constantly wanted to suck his thumb (see below) and he even waved a couple of times. Everything measured perfectly, she saw no problems or abnormalities and we are on track for our April 4th due date...but if he wanted to come a little early, Momma won't object!! I really thought I would be disappointed and I admit I was a little at first when we heard the early prediction but the more I think about it, I realize that a sweet, precious little girl wouldn't last in our household of boys. Our boys are full of energy but also full of love. d1 and d2 have become the best of friends ~ I think d1 even understands d2 better in his 2-year-old jabber than we do at times. I know lil' d3 is going to fit in just right and feel his brothers' love immediately. In fact, they have already begun talking to him through my belly and giving him kisses. Despite the 'shock and awe' of finding out about this baby boy, we are all adjusting to the idea of another baby in the house and we truly feel God's blessing upon us. We may not have planned it but He had a plan for us and everyday we feel it's place in our lives.

Such Innocence....

Each morning, on our way to school/work, d1 and I often have some off-the-wall conversations and this past Friday was no different. Lately, we've been discussing heaven as we explain where people that we love go when they pass away. It's pretty deep and difficult to describe to a four-year-old about death without scaring them so we keep it simple and say that those people have gone on to heaven to be with Jesus. He likes that and one day not long ago, he asked what we will do in heaven. I told him it would be great because we would dance, sing, play, and eat big 'ole meals. Friday morning as we are driving, d1 asks me when we are going to heaven to sing and dance and eat. Again, I kept it simple and told him that we will go when we are very old but that it would be amazing. I will never forget the next question that came....he said, "Mommy, when we get to heaven, do you think Jesus will let me give him a hug?" It was difficult to hold back the tears as I told him he could ABSOLUTELY give Jesus a hug and that would be wonderful. All day long, I couldn't help but stop and think about that profound question from my young child and how quickly he is growing up. As parents, we find ourselves looking forward to when they can gain some independence and do some things for themselves but that morning made me want him to stay my baby forever....and he will, even when he's 50.


I also want to mention how excited D1 and I were to have 'Date Night' this past Saturday, of which we have not had had since July. We thought about it and have not had any alone time away from the boys in over 3 months and we were SO ready for it. Thanks to some great friends who kept the boys, we were able to get a few hours away to do dinner and a movie. We had been told by several people what a great movie Fireproof was so we decided to check it out. WOW is all I can say! I highly recommend it for married couples of all ages....it is such a clean, uplifting movie with a storyline that is applicable to all of us and I believe everyone can learn from it. It is a low-budget film with a few cheesy actors but Kirk Cameron gave an awesome performance and I think he is a great role model for married couples today.....he has strong morals and he stands behind what he believes in ~ in his life as well as his career and I think there is something to be said for that. These days, character, ethics and values are being compromised at every level and it's very sad! I think I cried the entire movie but I was certainly not the only one...in fact, I doubt there was a dry eye in the theater. Go see it!!! Thanks again J & B ~ you guys are great friends!!!

Fall Fun

We've been busy with lots of fun activities this month and the weather has been beautiful so we've been spending lots 'o' time outdoors, which is always refreshing. I really do love the climate change we have come to know since moving to the South.....

We did a Pumpkin Patch trip with some friends.....

And during a recent shopping trip to the mall, the boys enjoyed the lil' rides in the commons area....(p.s. getting them to smile, particularly d1, is such a chore because they insist on looking so 'serious' just as they do when they are riding their Gator or doing anything else we know they thoroughly enjoy ~ so strange!)

And then today was TFBC's Fall Festival, where the kids all dress up and enjoy games, inflatables, carnival rides and, of course, candy (of which ours was 'traded' in at home for chocolate to avoid our coloring-induced meltdowns. This year, d1 is Batman and d2 is his sidekick, Robin (so appropriate for these two guys). They did okay in their costumes, although d2 hates the mask. We couldn't get them to cooperate for a picture AT the festival so we settled for one at home...and yes, my bulge is showing!

d2's First ER Visit...and Our Early News

This week d2 had his first ER visit, which I'm certain will not be his last. I got a call from his preschool around 4:15 (just minutes before I was to pick him up) to tell me that I needed to come early because he had an accident. Those words alone made my heart sink so I didn't really hear what happened until I picked him up - that he was running in his classroom, tripped and fell into a table. When I got there, I ran (okay, partially ran b/c I just don't run much these days) into the office where he was sitting with the director. They had a sucker in his mouth (despite my adamant requests that my boys have NO candy at school but I realize he was probably hysterical so I didn't say anything) and a compress on his eye. He was calm but his eye looked AWFUL. It had already began to bruise and he had a pretty large gash underneath it that was open and "fleshy." I tried to hold the tears back because I knew that would only freak him out but it was so hard because my baby looked terrible. Like he had just been in a bar fight or something....We first took him to minor care, who didn't want to treat due to his age and the location of the wound. So we went to the ER and checked in. Luckily, D1's AWESOME aunt and uncle came and got d1 and took him home with them for dinner while we were with d2. When the doc did the procedure, I willingly left the room and let D1 take this one (you see, I took d1 to the ER last year for his first round of stitches and I endured the heartbreak that happens when they restrain your baby after a random and often "goofing off" incident he enjoyed with his dad that warranted stitches). Three hours and three stitches later, here's a picture of our lil' champ...

On another note, I went to the OB last week at 13w4d for some weird but minor side pains. My routine appointment was a week away but I just wanted to check that Baby D was okay. I have a GREAT group of docs at Piedmont Women's Health who take wonderful care of their patients (and I'm sure it helps that I'm their financial analyst!!). I saw Dr. W and after asking me some questions, he decided to get the ultrasound machine out and take a look. After looking at the important stuff like Baby D's heartbeat and my placenta, he said it looks (and sounds like) a pulled muscle. Then he said he just wanted to do a little more "looking" around...and then something "popped" out at me. Maybe he was specifically looking for something and thought I wouldn't notice but I noticed! I asked him what that was that he was just looking at and he just kind of chuckled and looked at me(you see, we had just discussed the whole gender issue before he looked and how we were PRAYING for pink). I said (very professionally, of course) "Was that a wiener?" He just left it there, looked at me and said, "Yes, that looks like a wiener to me." We then had a conversation about whether or not he could really tell this early and some other "explanations," he did say that he's not 100% sure but that he would be VERY surprised if my Level 2 U/S at 18 weeks showed anything but a bouncing, baby BOY! He then asked if I needed a minute to myself (I was alone for this sporadic appt) because I think he could see my disappointment and slight terror in my reaction. So, I am almost ashamed to admit that I cried many times throughout that day and random times since...and I hate myself for it because the most important thing is that this baby is healthy. I also know that babies are a true gift from God and no matter the sex, we will love this little one with all that we have. I think my tears were more from my shame of being so disappointed that it's PROBABLY not a girl instead of being elated that we could have another boy. I just KNEW this was a girl due to the difference in my pregnancy and so that was just a let down. I am under no assumption that girls are a piece of cake to raise or that life would be much different than with these rowdy boys but as I write this, my boys are eating a snack and SPITTING on each other as they do it and YELLING as loud as possible....I mean, little girls don't do these sorts of things, do they? I am doing much better this week (thanks to my email buddies, just-me-and-the-boys and threescompanyingreenville). I think we have actually come to an agreement on a D name. We go back in less than three weeks (on Election Day, no less) for the real thing and I hope that I'm better prepared to handle it since I have a good idea of what we'll hear. D1 and I have always wanted a little girl to add to our family but if this is not a girl, it is not to be for us because we are D-O-N-E! If anyone knows of a urologist who has a good track record of V procedures, send the referral our way!!