Trying to keep up

Okay so tell me again why I decide to try and blog...I can't keep up with myself on a daily basis muchless try to keep this blog up todate. I feel like I need to make like 20 posts in one day to sum everything up and of course to bore you.

Okay, we are going from a wonderful summer of camping to a hectic fall in the matter of weeks. Logan started 2nd grade, Torie started pre-school. Along with both of them starting sports and mom and dad running around like crazy and my precious Landon along for the ride. He is so darn good.



Torie's soccer is more like swarm ball, but I think she is enjoying it. At first she wanted to quit and she gave me two reasons for wanting to quit: 1) being she didn't like to sweat and the 2) being she wanted to touch the ball with her hands.
Okay princess Torie those are not quiet valid reasons for quiting. Now that it is game time she is okay, because she gets a snack afterwards. She will do anything for junk food.



This is Logan 3rd year playing football and he loves it. He is the QB, #10 and he has tried very hard for that position. Gary has been his coach every year and of course after playing football himself for numerous years he is enjoying every moment.

We will be heading out to see Dr. Pauli next week...will let you know that goes. Hoping to meet Tonya and the kids on our way either to or from.

A month of catching up...

You know...I don't know how all these mothers keep up with this blogging stuff. I start one and then come back and do a little here and there and then when it comes time to hit "Post" it is like three weeks old... WTH by then no one even cares anymore.

We had another awesome weekend of camping with the Nott family, we went to Shelbyville lake. It actually felt like fall out, sweat shirts and a fire all day Saturday. We made smores and hung and had a great relaxing weekend.






We had some visitors that decided to come and join us...there was like an entire family



Animals in camp grounds must realize that there is no hunting allowed.



Anyway... Landon got his tubes in on July 20th and yes here we are on the 28th and just posting about it. All went well, he did really good. I think he hears himself better because he is louder than he was and babbling like crazy. However, I do get lots of "mama's" now which was missing from the vocabulary and I was heart broken.



After surgery I think the drugs were pretty good...

Everything went really well with the tubes, he came out great...not like Torie the excercist that puked all over me and dad. There was lots of fluid and a bit of scaring but other than that I think we are ready to tackle our next hearing test.

Last weekend we had our town picnic, I remember as a kid that was the best weekend all summer getting to run around with your friends...thought we were pretty cool!! Now days as a mother I just don't see it happening, of course Logan is only 7 so I have a while to go.

Logan & Torie were both in the parade the first night and then Torie realized that if she was in the parade she wasn't catching all the candy that was being tossed out. The second night I sat with Torie and Landon while dad and brother walked.




Our football organization had a dunking booth up there to raise money and we did, it also saved me money. As long as Logan was in the booth I didn't have to buy tickets, after washing $40 dollars worth. Yep...you heard me, I never do laundry within 24 hours so why this time. Saturday evening was getting ready to head out the door when I remember I needed to get the tickets and money from the night before and there were my shorts nice and folded to be put away and I knew it...I had nothing but pink mush!

Well that wraps up the excitement for the past few weeks... We are headed to Branson next week so I'm sure we will have more good times to share.

Summer Times

Rend Lake visit

I'm tired of strolling down memory lane to catch you up, heck you probably don't even care about the past year.

So cheers to the present!!

This summer has been great even though we didn't make it to NY, we are looking forward to Nashville in 2010.

The kids have had a blast camping, we started out with a trip to Rend Lake, then over the 4th of July we spent the week at Bull Shoals and tomorrow we are leaving for Shelbyville. We love the outdoors and of course the smores, it wouldn't be camping without smores. We are heading out camping today to Shelbyville, get a little rr before Landon gets tubes on Monday...keep him in your prayers and will post Monday on how everything has went.

Have a great weekend.

Landon's Health in the past year

MRI...ugh! I'm glad there is no pic of me, not so attractive with mascara running. How are you suppose to sleep with all of this on.

I would like to thank a few people, a vendor through work knowing a person that had a grandchild that was a little person along with some of the blogs and the yahoo group I probably wouldn’t have known about half the medical stuff that needed to be done for Landon. So thank you to all.

In the past year we have been through a sleep study (which is common) however, Landon has sleep apnea. He stopped breathing 32 times through the night which 5-7 of those times his oxygen levels had dropped. These test results lead us to an MRI to check his Foreman Magnum (FM). I was a ball of nerves that day, for a test that was suppose to take like ½ hour was more like 2 hours therefore I cried for 1 ½ hours. The results from the MRI came back great. They did not see any compression. Landon ended up on a sleep monitor for about 3 months and then we had the data transferred to the doctor and he did not see a single episode through those three months so they took him off the machine. Depending on how you look at that it is good but the reassurance of knowing if something happens is gone.

Landon also has Kyphosis (again common) and is seen every three months for x-rays of his spine. The results from the last set of x-rays were great his Kyphosis had improved therefore the bracing talk was put off for a while longer, keeping fingers crossed that we will not have to brace him.

Other than the emotional roller coaster for me the last year we have been very blessed with Landon’s health. He has only had 3 ear infections which I believe was due to his teething which caused sinus issues…what a cause and affect situation.

What a great 3rd child he is, so easy going. Landon has been an absolute trooper through Logan’s football season and spending every Sunday at the fields, then the all day wrestling tournaments that he sweated through and Torie’s gymnastics classes where he continuously yelled at her.
Landon’s brother and sister love him very much, I’m not so sure that Torie understands that she is his sister and not his mother but we are working on that.

This is a whole new world for us and has been a blessing in more ways than one, Thank you god for these three blessings.

The beginning of a life change and blessing

Here I am after a year of debating…I want to blog…I don’t want to blog (time to blog)…but after feeling like a blog stalker for the past year I have decided to try it out. I hope to not bore you with my exciting life.

A little background information…September 2007, Labor Day weekend my son and daughter were both at the age where they were doing their own thing in the pool, Logan swimming and Torie in arm floaties and there I was on my raft again. There had been an ongoing discussion in our household as to whether we wanted another child or not. We had one boy and one girl, what else is there? At that moment, in the pool, taking in the sun I had a pretty strong feeling that I was content and that financially we should be happy with the two children we have and be done with it.

October rolls around…um hello mother nature where are you???? A week went by and then another, obviously something is just not right. You know how it goes ladies. That day went and bought two tests not just one, but two, this can’t be true. OH YES it was, who in the world turned on the faucet “ME”! Of course my husband was happy, not that I was not, but just a bit over whelmed.

After the initial shock, everyone was excited including me. The first 33 weeks flew by. (yes I said flew) The doctor starts the measuring and then the look on the doctor’s face, how far a long are you again? I said I think about 33 weeks, why? You are measuring 40 weeks. “Wow” I just figured I was further a long then what they originally thought. He called for another ultrasound that week in his office with no high tech equipment really just the basics. The tech was nice, just kept commenting on how much he weighed and all the hair he had. We left feeling VERY confident that all was well.
Two days later life became a roller coaster of emotions. The doctor’s office called me at work “YES WORK” tells me there is something not right. They continued to use a bunch of medical terms and to be honest after the word “wrong” everything became a blur. They said we need to make an appointment with this specialist out at another hospital to get some better pictures of the baby and see what is going on. I have to admit there should have been a warning siren for “flash flooding”. Not that I like to say I took things for granted but I have to say in this case I guess I did. I have already had two healthy beautiful children and was 33 weeks pregnant and never would have imagined something like this.

As we headed to the first specialist appointment we had a crew, me, Gary, my mom and his mom…those people probably thought what in the world. The staff there was soo very supportive and kind. They went through the ultra (3D) sound step by step with us explaining everything along the way. At that point they determined he has dwarfism, but were not positive which type. After that we met with a genetics counselor, the one thing that blew me away was the question “Do you want to keep this baby, can you deal with this” what do you mean do I want to keep my baby…YES!!! The thought never entered my mind.
We saw the specialist every week for monitoring and stress test at that time they concluded that it was Achondroplasia. Not knowing the severity we checked out the NICU, wow was that heart wrenching. The next few weeks we did a lot of praying and surfing the net, which they had told us not to do.

On June 6, 2008 we headed to the hospital for a scheduled c-section. Landon was born that morning at 8:34, weighing 8 Lbs 10oz. and was 19” long, sure didn’t seem very small to me. He was the best looking baby in the nursery with his full head of blond hair…not that I’m partial. This was the beginning to a beautiful life full of blessings that come in all sizes.