Thursday, November 17, 2011

Rough Night

We had a rough night last night. I maintain that Traegan is the worst sleeper in the world, but last night was even worse than usual. I think there were nightmares involved. He’s been doing that lately.

Anyway, a rough night means two things:
1- A long day ahead of me.
2- Wicked. Awesome. Hair.


(Oh and Trae fell and cut his little lip yesterday. Sad.)

On the plus side the mailman brought me a big box of clothes that I ordered on the cheap for Avy. Suddenly my day is much better. :) Also, 25 weeks down baby! Whoot freaking whoot!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

P-O-O-H = L-O-V-E

Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Josh. He was given a Winnie the Pooh at a very young age. It became his best friend. For about a year, he gave everyone in his house nicknames from the show and would only respond to Winnie the Pooh and call everyone by their “Pooh” names. There is a lot of love there.

(Josh is the one in the front with the cake, also you will see Winnie the Pooh)


Fast forward many, many years. Josh now responds to his legal, given name. He also has a few other things he loves even more than Winnie the Pooh. You know, like his awesome wife and even more awesome son. But he still has that same Pooh tucked safely away in the band room.

His awesome son, Traegan, has managed to collect a few Winnie the Pooh’s of his own. Strangely, none of them came from us. Anyway, he loves them… a lot. I think it has something to do with the fact that daddy sings the Winnie the Pooh theme song to Trae each night and makes them dance. It’s adorable.

Anyway again, he loves them. He carries them around. He refuses to go to bed without them. He eats breakfast with them. He gives them drinks of his milk. The list goes on and on.


Yes, my kid is eating a donut for breakfast. Yes, my kid is in the same clothes he was in the night before at the swim meet in the last post. Yes, his hair is wicked cool! Yes, I’m an awesome mom.


It used to just be the small one pictured above that was the constant companion. Now it is both the big one and the small one. But, if daddy is in the room too, Traegan gives the big one to him. How freaking cute is that?


Traegan says cheese so big when he sees the camera. It almost makes up for the fact that he closes his eyes too.


Yep I’m one lucky mommy and wifey. My boys are the best. And they love Winnie the Pooh.

Oh and Traegan is pretty much the cutest ever!

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

"Swim, Swim, Swim"

Hey there. I’ve decided to change things up and put my long ranty part at the bottom of this blog post and the pictures at the top. So if you are interested in reading about our recent health scare and why my week last week was AWEFUL, that’s below. For now, here are our recent pictures…

We’ve had the normal amount of busy since my last post and so these pictures were from Friday night, while Josh was at the USU/BYU basketball game with his brothers and dad and I was at my youngest brother, Tobin’s first swim meet. It was really fun and he did really well!

Traegan was pretty content to climb around on the bleachers.


Then he found a little friend. This cute little boy was dressed exactly how I dress Trae, had the same hair, and was super cute too. If he hadn’t been just a little bit taller than Trae, I’d have been very confused. And when Brandon got there, he rubbed the wrong little boys head. Ha!


Tobin in one of his events, he is in the middle lane in the yellow swim cap.


The last event that Tob swam, my mom held Trae since he was running with his buddy and I was trying to take pictures. Traegan chanted, "swim, swim, swim" the whole time. It was stinking cute.


And now on with the rant.

So here is the very short version of my crappy week last week. Josh started to have chest pains Wednesday afternoon. He was sure he was fine and it was this thing he had once as a teenager again. I was unconvinced. After a sleepless night he allowed me to make him a doctor’s appointment Thursday morning.

At the doctor we did lots of tests and finally ruled out heart attack, which was nice. But after some discussion, and some much needed information from Kathy, we found out we couldn’t rule out this thing he had had as a teen without an echocardiogram. (That thing is called Pericarditis and it is the swelling of the lining around the heart. Which puts pressure on the heart and chest and hurts like the dickens. It is caused by a viral infection, which for some reason settles in his chest.)

We couldn’t get in for an echocardiogram until Friday morning and after Josh consulted Lord Google, I had the LONGEST night ever. I was so sure that Josh was going to die. Not now, but in like 10 years and I had a mental breakdown. I’m not exactly in a normal mental state right now anyway and this was all just a bit much to handle.

Friday morning we headed to Logan and did the echocardiogram. We of course didn’t get the results right away so we had to wait around for a few more hours before we knew anything. Much later we met with a cardiologist and found out that… Josh would be fine! They put him on a really aggressive dose of Ibuprofen to make the swelling go down and help with the pain.

He was still in a lot of pain, but it gradually went away over the next two days and now he is back to normal. And the doctor assured me that this was a very rare thing and it may or may not happen again… in another 10 years. We also did some more testing to make sure that it won’t be a chronic thing that will kill him off. Good news there too!

So yeah, it was all a lot to handle for me. I blame that on the pregnancy, but truth be told, it was really scary and I can’t imagine my life without my best friend and love so it would have been hard no matter what. But all that really matters is that he is going to be fine.

It was kind of a nice reminder of how precious life is though. I am grateful to be reminded of how much my husband and my little family mean to me. It helps me to remember to not take them for granted and appreciate them everyday. The end.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Halloween

Halloween was this week as you probably know. I’m just now getting to blogging about it because I’m lazy. :) You saw Trae’s awesome costume in the last post and I figured that was enough for a while.

Before I get into Halloween night, here are our cute pumpkins, which some how all ended up with triangle noses.


And here are my freaking cute spider decorations that I made at my mom’s Super Saturday. Fun huh?


On Halloween, we spent the day in Logan so that Josh could go to the dentist and I could go to the orthodontist. Fun right? I scored some awesome deals on clothes for Avy during the day and then my mom and I hung out while Josh worked. It was really a pretty fun day.

We stopped and saw both of my grandparents. Then we headed to my mom’s house, saw everyone there, and ate dinner with them. Then we went to Scott & Kathy’s.

First of all, Kathy has awesome pictures of all of Trae’s cousins here if your interested. They are some pretty wicked sweet costumes.

After we visited for a minute, I asked Jason & Noelle if we could do a few houses with their boys so that Traegan would catch on quicker. They obliged, which I much appreciated. We literally just did the five houses that were closest to Josh’s parents, but they had so much fun!

Here is Traegan running across the yard to go trick or treating!


Jettsen (Batman), Traegan, and Owen (Superman) getting some sweet treats!


A nice witch giving my child candy. Don't mind that it looks like his foot is on backwards. Mental note, next time you make boot covers do the elastic thing to hold them on. :)


The best was at the end of the few houses we did, we walked over to Scott & Kathy’s again to get our car. Jason’s family piled in their car to go do more visiting, but Traegan just ran up to the door.

He was so into it by then. He said, “trick or treat”, picked his candy, said “thank you” at my prompting, and turned to leave. He literally had NO idea he was at Grandma and Grandpas. I tried to get him to turn and do it again so he would notice and it went the exact same. Except the second time he said, “more, treat” instead. It was hilarious.

We had a great time trick or treating and so did Traegan. I think next year we may have to hit more than five houses though.