Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
I know it has been awhile, I have been having major technical issues and I have been waiting for my technical support to come into town. Unfortunately they are located in Toledo, Ohio and don't seem to make it here often. But today, as promised they showed up and have somehow...without any work...has fixed it!!
This is a photo of Hazel just after her surgery in October. She had just come from recovery and was SO out of it. I cannot explain the emotions that came over me when we saw her safe and sound again. It was a long day of waiting for us. After this picture, she began her recovery like a real trooper. She was eating and drinking very quickly without becoming sick, and that was very important for her to do so that she could come home. She ended up staying only 1 night in the hospital, when the dr. had told us to plan on 3-4 nights!!
This is a photo of Hazel just after her surgery in October. She had just come from recovery and was SO out of it. I cannot explain the emotions that came over me when we saw her safe and sound again. It was a long day of waiting for us. After this picture, she began her recovery like a real trooper. She was eating and drinking very quickly without becoming sick, and that was very important for her to do so that she could come home. She ended up staying only 1 night in the hospital, when the dr. had told us to plan on 3-4 nights!!
this is a test, and only a test
i wondering the other day, how do other people make their blogs so nice and pretty with all those pretty pictures? So i have employed my family to help me make my blog pretty. here goes nothing!
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
I am just coming in the house with painted fingertips...
The boys at the Alder household are majorly into football right now. Like, tunnel vision into it. You here one of the boys say "are you thinking what I'm thinking?" and immediately they yell "FOOTBALL!!!"
I think initially it was just cool to be able to have an excuse to punch, hit, trip or push each other without any repercussions(i am sorry if this is spelled wrong). From that it has evolved immensely. It started getting more complex with a kick off, then their bicycle helmets were on, knee pads on their shoulders, pretty expected things.
Today, it all changed. They found their bubble gum, chewed it up and put in front of their teeth as their "mouth guard." Next, they asked me for one hundred pieces of paper so that they could mark the yards outside. Then, the black marks on their face. All of this was them, not me. I used to be proud of how independent my boys were, now, not so sure.
So, we went to home depot and got some paint, we now have two goals and yard lines out back. We are very grateful to have football weather, I don't know when I will see my little football players again...actually... occasionally they do come in for halftime and get a snack.
I wish I could post a picture, but my computer is acting up...
The boys at the Alder household are majorly into football right now. Like, tunnel vision into it. You here one of the boys say "are you thinking what I'm thinking?" and immediately they yell "FOOTBALL!!!"
I think initially it was just cool to be able to have an excuse to punch, hit, trip or push each other without any repercussions(i am sorry if this is spelled wrong). From that it has evolved immensely. It started getting more complex with a kick off, then their bicycle helmets were on, knee pads on their shoulders, pretty expected things.
Today, it all changed. They found their bubble gum, chewed it up and put in front of their teeth as their "mouth guard." Next, they asked me for one hundred pieces of paper so that they could mark the yards outside. Then, the black marks on their face. All of this was them, not me. I used to be proud of how independent my boys were, now, not so sure.
So, we went to home depot and got some paint, we now have two goals and yard lines out back. We are very grateful to have football weather, I don't know when I will see my little football players again...actually... occasionally they do come in for halftime and get a snack.
I wish I could post a picture, but my computer is acting up...
Monday, October 22, 2007
Check Yourself...
It is interesting to me how this world works. My sweet Hazel is having surgery tomorrow and I have taken my usual road of tough mother. I am calm, collected and organized. Filling my days and nights with covering my commitments. I am dotting my i's and crossing my t's. Young women's? Covered, Tennis team and court times? Check. Boys carpools to practices, school and playdates? Check, check.
Then, suddenly it begins to happen...reality. The hospital calls and goes over the final details. Times to check in, time of the surgery, etc. Then, I am me again.
Do you know what the most amazing thing about all of this is? That is when the phone calls pour in. Today I had so many phone calls of well wishers. Many were expected, but many more were very random in nature. The crazy licorice lady from across the fence called...what kind of memory does she have? (she throws packages of licorice to the boys when they are playing basketball. Without fail, you are out there and whooooosh, comes the licorice.) Family call and make sure there is nothing to do. To tell the truth, sometimes I just had to let it go to voicemail.
I just went out to the garbage can and there was a care package on the front porch. It had goodies and a stuffed toy for Hazel. The package was from a new friend in the neighborhood, the friendship beginning with the Young women calling. I really do not know her well. She has a daughter Hazel's age and an older daughter who had heart surgery when she was young. The card was very sweet and at the end she told me to read 3 Ne 17:21-24, as her husband had instructed her to do before their daughters surgery. I immediately read it and have been filled with emotion since. I know that my Hazel will be fine and I have always known that, no matter how much I know that, it still doesn't make it much easier for me. Tonight I really have seen that the opposite of fear is love and the love I have felt from all the calls and well wishes is pushing my fears aside. Thanks to all of you...
Then, suddenly it begins to happen...reality. The hospital calls and goes over the final details. Times to check in, time of the surgery, etc. Then, I am me again.
Do you know what the most amazing thing about all of this is? That is when the phone calls pour in. Today I had so many phone calls of well wishers. Many were expected, but many more were very random in nature. The crazy licorice lady from across the fence called...what kind of memory does she have? (she throws packages of licorice to the boys when they are playing basketball. Without fail, you are out there and whooooosh, comes the licorice.) Family call and make sure there is nothing to do. To tell the truth, sometimes I just had to let it go to voicemail.
I just went out to the garbage can and there was a care package on the front porch. It had goodies and a stuffed toy for Hazel. The package was from a new friend in the neighborhood, the friendship beginning with the Young women calling. I really do not know her well. She has a daughter Hazel's age and an older daughter who had heart surgery when she was young. The card was very sweet and at the end she told me to read 3 Ne 17:21-24, as her husband had instructed her to do before their daughters surgery. I immediately read it and have been filled with emotion since. I know that my Hazel will be fine and I have always known that, no matter how much I know that, it still doesn't make it much easier for me. Tonight I really have seen that the opposite of fear is love and the love I have felt from all the calls and well wishes is pushing my fears aside. Thanks to all of you...
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