Tuesday, October 20, 2009

twenty months old - october 10, 2009

Twenty Months Old!
Really?!?
It is hard to believe that twenty months ago we were holding a sweet, newborn, baby girl in our arms.
Today that sweet baby girl is running, playing, laughing, and full of life!
We would not have it any other way!
In the past month Kate's language has EXPLODED!
She will attempt to repeat anything we ask her to say. She is also trying to talk in sentences. At times we don't fully understand every word but we can figure out the big idea. It has been so much fun to watch her develop her language and use her words to communicate her wants and needs with us.
Kate has also become more independent.
She is putting on her own shoes (they don't always make it on the right feet) and coat.
Just the other day she climbed up the playground equipment and proceeded to go down the slide all on her own!
(I know this is not huge for most twenty month olds but she is tiny, remember?)
And of course we are still having those toddler moments...
Throwing ourselves on the mall floor because we don't want to put our coat on.
Shoving our plate off the table because we don't like what has been offered for dinner.
And having a big melt down just because her daddy said no.
Our sweet little girl is growing by the moment.
I am doing my best to slow down and enjoy each moment
because
before I know it...
our sweet little girl won't be so little any more.

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peek-a-boo

peek
a BOO!

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Monday, October 19, 2009

wall art, anyone?

How could a face this sweet
do this? or this?
Oh well!
At least she was willing to clean up!

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saturday sweetheart

sweet, sweet
little
girl

with a little spice

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majestic view

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Sunday, October 11, 2009

tubes - september 11, 2009

Our sweet little girl has been suffering from ear infections for the past year. They started out to be every couple of months. Then they started happening every month. And then it would take two rounds of antibiotics to clear the infection. I knew the conversation of tubes was coming. I was nervous. I typically hate anything that has to do with hospitals. I hate the thought of surgery even more. And on my sweet little girl... the thought was hard to bare. As I watched Kate suffer through her last ear infection I knew tubes was the right thing to do. Dr. A, Kate's Head and Neck Surgeon, also agreed that tubes would make a world of difference for our sweet little girl. And so tubes it was.
The day of Kate's surgery had to be one of the hardest days as a mom thus far.
As we waited to be greeted by the doctors, anesthesiologist, and nurses I did my best to stay calm and keep the tears at bay. As they took her away in the little red wagon I wanted to follow them down the hall and give my sweet little girl one last kiss.
I was nervous, I was scared, I was worried. (And, yes, I know this surgery has been done a million times. Yes, I know, there are little ones out there that go through much harder surgeries at a much younger age. I do know all of that but my heart would not hear any of it.)

As we walked back out to the waiting area we were reassured by the nurses that Kate's surgery would be over before we even had a chance to enjoy our cup of coffee.

To be honest I was skeptical but she was right.

Kate's number on the status board quickly moved from pre-op to the operation room to surgery.

I had just taken my first sip of coffee when a kind hospital volunteer approached us and let us know that Kate was out of surgery and in post-op.

With that message I felt like I could breathe again.

After meeting with Dr. A we were taken back to post-op to see our sweet little girl.
At first Kate was peacefully sleeping with George and her lovey at her side.
Then Kate started to wake up.
She was such a sad and confused little girl.
Thankfully some warm blankets, orange jello, applesauce, and lots of TLC calmed her down. And within a half hour we discharged and sent along our way. (I kept asking if they were sure it was okay for us to go. They assured me she was doing great and it was more than safe to take her home.)
By the time we got home Kate was back to her normal self.
And by the afternoon she was running through the house.
As hard as it was, I know it was the best thing for our sweet little Kate!

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