Friday, June 27, 2008

Five Years and Counting...


Tyler and I celebrated our Fifth Wedding Anniversary. I'm in shock. Not that we've made it this far... because, well, that would be ridiculous. I'm shocked that I'm old enough to have been married for five years. I'm shocked that it feels like just yesterday that we held hands and said "yes" but that it feels like we've been together for eternity.


Tyler got me the most gorgeous flowers in the world -- my favorite lilies!!

He is the most wonderful husband in the world. I love you Tyler!!! Here's to five years and MANY MANY more!!


Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Come on down!!

Thanks to our awesome friend Brooke one of my lifelong dreams came true... well almost. My sister and I went to a taping of "The Price is Right" and it was SOOOOOOO fun!!!! Brooke had awesome shirts made for all of us and our group was huge!! We waited in line for like 4 hours... well worth it!! The set was surreal -- it was like walking into the 70's, literally.



And I saw my dream almost came true because I wasn't called to "come on down" (for as long as I can remember I've wanted to get called down and say "One dollar BOB!!" -- I guess it was too late for that anyway) but Mariah's husband Mark was!!!!! He guessed too high on a stereo system but it was so awesome that he got called up!!! And he took home some expensive prizes -- diamond cuff links and 4 cordless phones. Okay, so they are a little lame, but still so awesome that he actually got on!!


And to top off the day we finished up with a stop at the BEST fried chicken place in the world -- ROSCOES!!!!!! Oh man, my mouth is still watering. I may have to drive up there one of these Saturdays for more because I'm CRAVING it!! All in all, one of the best days ever!!


Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Father's Day Rip-Off

Okay, I'm only using that title because poor Tyler didn't get much of a Father's Day this year. He was stuck in Northern California studying for Step I of the Medical Boards. Needless to say, we didn't have much of a celebration. But I wanted to post about Tyler because he is simply wonderful. He is the best father I have ever known.


This man tries harder and harder every day to be better and better and just when you think he couldn't get any better, he does. I have never known a man who is so diligent in making time for his family. Tyler is hyper aware of the importance of his time at home and he drops everything at the door and walks inside after a long day full of energy and truly happy to be with his family. That means the world to me.


Tyler is a gentleman and he works so hard to teach our son how to be exactly like him. I'm thrilled to death to see Max grow up just like Tyler.

Here are a few more reasons why I love this man (and why Max will forever look up to his dadd7):

  • When we are out together he always opens the door for me. He knows just how to take care of me and make me feel special (even though I protest sometimes).
  • He always listens to every thing that comes out of mouth. Whether it's complaining, mean, nice, out of control -- he always listens.
  • He ALWAYS wants to hug me. Again, I do protest because I'm not touchy-feely, I LOVE that he wants to hug me and be close to me and I LOVE that he hugs our son. He kisses Max's boo-boos and holds him and hugs him. It's magical!
  • He does the dishes. A LOT. I can't explain to you all how wonderful this is. He also does other household stuff when he can tell I'm not in the mood or tired or pregnant. He does the laundry. He carries in the groceries. He even cooks us dinner sometimes.
  • A day never goes by when he doesn't compliment me in some little way (or big way). He constantly tells me I'm beautiful or wonderful and though I don't believe it myself, I love that he does.
  • He buys me flowers all the time.
  • He gave me the most beautiful little boy on the face of this Earth.
  • He takes me on dates. He loves to hang out with Max -- all the time.
  • He tries so hard to leave school at school and come home ready to play and take care of his little boy.
  • He splurges on me and Max sometimes. When I least expect it he gets us fun gifts.
  • He would swim the river with me forever... you know what I mean. He will never ever give up on me or his kids.
  • He makes me more proud than anyone ever has.
  • He exercises his Priesthood in our home and we can feel it constantly. He is the Patriarch and leader of our family. He works so hard spiritually to guide himself and our family and to teach Max proper gospel principles. It is very attractive to have a man that takes his calling of husband and father very seriously.
  • He rubs my feet. He holds Max. He pats Max on the back. He plays with my hair.
  • He makes me laugh. He makes Max crack up to no end.
  • He reminds me every day why he married me.
  • He always takes my calls. He always talks to Max on the phone and listens to him sing songs or babble.
  • Max wants to be him.
  • He is incredibly handsome and makes my heart jump.
  • He never wants to be away from us. He would rather spend hours and hours on end just sitting around with me and Max than out somewhere else without us.
  • He laughs and laughs and laughs. He puts up with my crazy ideas.
  • He is faithful, loving, smarter than smart, humbler than humble, patient, forgiving, kind, understanding, interested, aware, polite. He is our best friend. He is always there.
I love you honey! I love the father you are!! And so does your little boy!!


Saturday, June 14, 2008

A Day I Never Want To Relive

Yes, that would be today. And maybe yesterday, too. It all began with an innocent bowl of blackberries, or maybe a dropper full of amoxicillin. Until an allergist is consulted, we won't know for sure.

I noticed on Thursday afternoon that Maddox was developing what looked like mosquito bites on his legs and on his face, right after he ate a whole big bowl of blackberries. I gave him the berries because he had been so upset about Tyler leaving (went to Napa to study for the Boards). Since I knew we don't have many mosquitoes around here in general, I began to think they might be hives. Afterall, he's had them before so I knew what to expect. The first time he had them they were unexplained. I kept an eye on him and they seemed to be getting worse, some on his face, especially under the berry juice. So I gave him a dose of benadryl and put him down for a nap. Coincidentally, he had also had his last dose of amoxicillin right before the berries, so I wasn't sure what was going on.

A few hours went by, he woke up from his nap and there were more. And he looked sad, although it didn't seem to be bothering him much, except for a giant one on his tummy that he said itched. So I made an appointment to have him seen on Friday morning.

When he woke up Friday morning they were MUCH much worse. They looked like sad red and blue bruises and they were ALL over his body. And he was complaining a lot about them. He kept saying, "boo boos, boo boos mama!!" So off to Dr. Archie's we went. He told us it could be either the berries or the drugs and that we would need to see an allergist, to keep giving him benadryl and ibuprofen and to bring him back on Saturday morning. Needless to say he was miserable all day on Friday and for most of the night. Danielle came to help me out and we tried to go eat at Red Robin and it was a disaster. He just whimpered and clung to me the whole time, which if you know Max at all, you know that is VERY rare except for when he feels REALLY sick.

Now, I failed to mention that I, too, am really sick right now. I have some kind of horrid cough that kept me up all night on Friday night leaving me with little sleep to get me through this day -- maybe three hours, tops. I'm very congested and lethargic which makes it extra hard for me to take care of a sick baby by myself... because did I mention that Tyler is in Napa until Wednesday?

So this morning Max woke up even more miserable. The poor little boy didn't even want to eat his beloved morning waffle. He just laid on my shoulder until it was time to take him to the doctors. We were seen pretty quickly and as soon as the doctor saw him he said he needed to be taken to Children's Hospital immediately because his hives had turned into sores in his mouth and nose and that it could end up being life threatening. He had also spiked a very high fever very quickly. He needed a course of IV steroids. So in the car we went and I drove down the hospital. We were admitted right away (and soon after had to deal with a febrile seizure from the fever; I didn't even notice, Max just kind of spaced out for a minute) because the doctor had called ahead of time and they tried to put an IV into a very sick struggling little boy (who is amazingly strong when he wants to be). So they sedated him with a shot of something and was like a little rag doll, still awake of course, but raggy nonetheless. The IV went in easily and the steroid treatment began. I mostly held him and we watched "Diego" and "Dumbo." He just laid still on the bed or in my arms... poor little lamby.

Well, the drama didn't end. Because of all the rushing and happenings and because Max made me hold him all morning I had forgotten to eat. I was suffering from exhaustion, dehydration and low blood sugar on top of being pregnant -- all this I learned AFTER I passed out on the floor of Max's hospital room (well, except the pregnant part -- I knew that already). I woke up in a bed in the next room. They gave me IV fluids for about an hour and a half and made me eat pudding and then lunch and then let me go back to Max. I finally got to take him home and it's been touch and go since then. I'm totally drained from fainting (SUPER embarrassing by the way) and from taking care of sick baby Max for three days by myself.

The doctors told me that his reaction could pop up again in about a week and recommended that we not travel with him if we don't have to so we don't risk getting stuck somewhere with him. So instead of flying up to meet Tyler after his test like we were supposed to do on Wednesday, Tyler will be flying home to be with us instead. Max was excited to see his Grammie and Papa and his cousins and stuff. Maybe they can come and visit him this summer instead.

I just hope this is the end of the bad part of him feeling sick. I hope he wakes up tomorrow with less hives and more energy. I had Steven Baker give him a blessing last night and I really believe that helped him get through this. Also, I'm not a panicker -- I just wanted to get through this, get him and go to sleep.

I can't wait until Tyler is home with us again. And I can't wait until my sweet little boy is back to himself. I miss them both!!

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Nana Phee Stick and Magic

Max's new favorite movie: Nanny McPhee. Here is his impression of said sitter. (And if you haven't seen this movie run out right now and buy it. You will not be disappointed.)