Could ths puppy be any cutier?

The New Parenting Style for 2009

Time to meet "Lucy"

Here is our new puppy Lucy. She is a 15 week old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I have been wanting a new puppy for a while and was a little shy with what happened with Muttley. (See previous post back in June.) I am hoping that William and Lucy grow up to be best friends. So far he isn't too sure about Lucy. He laughs when she licks him but is afraid when she goes up to him. I think in they will get used to each other soon. So far, Lucy is a very good puppy. She is such a cuddler. She likes to be on our laps instead of playing. In fact, she is on my lap as I type this post! So far, I am thinking she is a good fit. I have had puppies a couple times before and had given them back to the breeder withing a day or too, but I think that was because it was when I had Dusty and she didn't get along with other dogs at all. Last night Lucy did very well in her kennel and only cried a little bit. With a little soothing from me, she went to sleep. She only woke us up once to go out to go potty, and she did what she needed to do. Here are a few pictures. After over a year of being dogless, we have a dog again!! YEA!!

Christmas 2008

We had a wonderful Christmas again this year. I was a little nervous about being sad on Christmas because of our loss, but it was a very nice day. My little William loved the toy he got from Santa - a toy kitchen. He started to really understand "opening" presents this year. He of course got very spoiled from Mom and Dad, Grandmas and Grandpas, and Aunts and Uncles. This child may be the most loved child in the world (even though some of you may beg to differ!) ;-) Here are some pictures...

"Oh Boy!! Look at what Santa left me!!"

"Is this all for me?"

"Can I cook you some breakfast?"



"Whoa, you mean there are presents in here too?"

"I'm such a big boy on this trike with my helmet."

"I love my Aquadoodle from Grandma and Grandpa."

"This Star Wars tent is sooo much fun!"

"I love to spend time with my Great-Grandpa!"

"Especially when he lets me play with his remote contral skunk!"



"Grandma and Grandpa help me open presents too!"

"I love the trike Uncle John got me. Even the day after Christmas!"

To my unborn child

I never held you in my arms.
You didn't have a name.
I didn't get to know you,
And I loved you just the same.

I never knew your laughter,
I never heard you cry
And yet, we shared my body;
together, You and I

And in those brief, but precious days,
My little girl or boy;
You brought me so much happiness,
My cheeks felt tears of joy.

For I knew that His wisdom,
Our father up above,
Saw fit to bless our family with you;
His beautiful gift of love.

Feeling down today

I thought I had been doing better about things, but today I am just feeling down. I feel like crying, and I am just so tired of crying. I realize it has only been 10 days since I found out I miscarried and only a week since my D&C, but I guess I thought I'd be handling things better than I am. I have used all my sick days for the school year between missing days for the D&C, dr's appointments, and my 3 days off when I had strep throat. I really would like to take a mental day tomorrow, but it will cost me $250! We can't afford that. It is hard to teach when I am so sad. Some of my students asked what was wrong, and I told them I just wasn't feeling well. I don't want to be sad anymore.

It is done.

Finally, I can move on and get this terrible time behind me. Here is the full story. We got to the hospital at 7:30am. They signed me in and took me up to a room to get me ready for the surgery and everything. While I was waiting a nice lady came in and asked me if I wanted a back massage to help relax me! Um --- OK!! It was a very nice massage and she even gave one to my Mom who was waiting with me. Benjamin didn't want one. I needed that relaxing massage because the nurses were having trouble getting in my IV and ended up poking me 3 times to get it in! Ouch! It wasn't too much longer and they wheeled me down (after giving me some pepcid and some anti-nausea stuff). Ben and Mom came with me as they wheeled me to the surgery room. There were 3 of us kinda waiting, so we ended up waiting about 30 minutes there. At 9:30 they were ready to go, I gave kisses goodbye, and was moved to the actual surgical room. I moved over to the bed and don't remember a thing. I woke up in the recovery room and was feeling just out of it. Not too bad, not much pain, just cold, but that has happened with every surgery I have ever had. I wasn't vomiting at all and just had some mild nausea, but they gave me some zofran and I felt better. After about 1/2 hour or so, I went back to the area where I had be waiting earlier. Ben and Mom were waiting for me, and Ben had flowers in hand. What a hubby! And purple to boot! We got up to the room; it was nice as it had a view - it had started snowing by then. Very pretty. I was pretty groggy and it took a good hour or so before I started to feel like myself a little. Finally, I started feeling better, got up, went to the bathroom, and then got dressed. By then, I was ready to go home. It was nice having the hospital so close to home. My other surgeries were an hour ride away. I've been taking it easy, feeling pretty good, and still not in much pain. I am still kinda sleepy, but am feeling better than I thought I would. It is done. I can more on, but I am really sad. This is now the end. I am no longer pregnant. It sucks!