My Sweet Eloise Jeanne, You are becoming less and less little baby and more and more little girl. Your eyes show so much emotion, they smile long before your mouth does. You take the world in, observing everything that goes on around you. I want to so badly keep you in this home sheltered from the great big world, but I know that someday you will be on your own figuring things out as you go. So for now I will cuddle you, love on you, and pray over you. You are everything imagined you would be and so much more. It has only been four months with you, and yet I feel like you have been with me forever. I love every second with you; even the moments that I am knee deep in a blow out or covered in your spit up because I know they are moments that will go by to fast. You are a busy little girl and month four was no different! GG came to visit and so did grandma and grandpa, they all love watching you grow and learn! You love being cuddled by GG and ...
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Today marks two weeks since we brought our princess home to Dusk Way, two weeks since we started this grand adventure of parenthood without nurses and doctors guiding us along the way. Yet, I have been trying to process her birth for the last 17 days. I have gone over with doctors, nurses, my incredible husband, and my sweet mom the events that happened over two days that eventually led to bringing our daughter into the world. So today, two weeks after we have come home, I sit here to type out Eloise's birth story in hopes of possibly finding some understanding, or at least to have it documented. Ellie's birth story is actually much longer than just her birth, it started two the week prior to ever moving forward with her induction. On November 10th I contacted my doctor after suffering from a severe headache (almost migraine like) for two days, I was extremely swollen, and had been vomiting. I will never forget the terror I felt when Nikki, our nurse, called m...
Happy Fall Y'all! I know we are a week late to the party, but in my defense it is still low 80s here at a mile high! It is every female 20 somethings favorite season, and I am right there in that mix celebrating pumpkin spice everything (really I can't stand pumpkin, but I'm all about a good bandwagon) wearing an over sized sweater and boots half way up my thighs.It is the season filled with God's beautiful falling leaves, cool mornings, and warm days. The season filled with Saturday and Sunday football and so much to be thankful for. I always feel like fall is a very romantic season. Maybe because the leaves give me all the feels. Maybe because there are a million different dates you can go on (pumpkin patches, scary movies, looking at leaves, or you know getting lost in a corn field). Maybe because now that we host Thanksgiving it reminds me of all the love that is in our home. Whatever the reason is I just adore fall and all the wonderful things it brin...
The last two months of our lives have been a complete whirlwind of emotion, stress, and utter joy! On March 19th we were able to endure our first IUI, where I laid very similar to Phoebe in Friend's and prayed with my husband that this would be our first and last IUI. We went in with hopeful heart's and praying minds, and knew the lord had a plan. The following weekend we went on vacation to San Diego where I unfortunately began to believe that our IUI had not worked, and that we were not pregnant. I experienced cramps, was grumpy to my poor family, and walked around feeling like Shamu on the beach. So obviously I wasn't pregnant, right... Fast forward to March 30th, two days before I was technically supposed to test. It was a Wednesday night, a Wednesday night where I obsessively thought about nothing else but that I wasn't pregnant. I did what any mildly obsessed woman going though infertily treatments would do, and tested. I jumped in the bath and pretended th...
Jesus replied, "Truly I tell you, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, 'Go, throw yourself into the sea,' and it will be done . Matthew 21:21 This weekend I experience God's mercy time and time again, and was reminded to have unwavering faith in our Sovereign King. All of last week I spent every other day in and out of the doctor's office as we waited to get the go ahead on our first IUI. My first appointment was on Monday, and my follicles were much to small, measuring in at 11 mm and 12 mm, they must be at least 17 to move forward with the process. I proceed to go and have an ultrasound and blood draw through out the week. I was prescribed a new medication that was suppose to speed up the growth of the follicles, and let me tell you that this new medicine was quite the adventure. This lovely little needle was used to stab myself every night for four nigh...
Well we tried again, we put another offer on a house. This house met 90% of our dream list, and the pieces that are missing are made up by the dream neighborhood. We arrived early for the open house, and spent some time walking around the quaint little neighborhood. We wondered down to the pond with Chuck, and imagined spending our Sundays doing the same thing. We watched as children rode their bikes, scooters, and pogo sticks (yes pogo sticks) up and down the street. As we walked through the quaint home we imagined what it would be like to host our families on Thanksgiving in the open kitchen. We spent time in the master bedroom looking at ways we can expand the master bathroom so that it is accessible, and ideal for our life. We looked at the backyard, and figured out how we would add to the deck for ideal summer fun. We looked at the room next to what would be our room, and decided it would be the perfect nursery when our time comes. As we wrapped u...
Living in Denver is a huge blessing, and we absolutely love it. We have a great group of friends, I have a wonderful career, Kaleb is pursuing the school of his dreams, and our church is where we know God has called us. All of these things make living in Denver a huge blessing, and a place that we love calling home. That being said Denver is EXPENSIVE... for lack of better words. The housing market is rocking, and finding a place to call home is a little bit of a struggle. It's stressful, exhausting, and sometimes a bit heartbreaking. All emotions that I would really prefer not to feel. Tuesday night we put an offer on our first dream home. I loved it, Kaleb was obsessed, and it was a place that we were ready to call home. We offered $15,000 over asking, and tried to be as competitive as possible. We prayed, and asked for guidance over the next couple of days. Wednesday night we got the call from our perfect realtor letting us know that unfortunately ...