The Dazey Family

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

6 months...

Well since its been six months or so since I posted, I thought it was time to do a little catching up. You see, I write all these fun post in my head about the happenings of our family, but as a mother of three, sitting down to compose them is a little difficult. I see doing this as me time and I don't really allow myself too much of that because when I'm doing something I want to do, the things I need to do aren't getting done. Oh well. I do need to update and since I currently have four stitches in my left index finger and a broken left second toe, I can allow myself this time. But I digress.. heheh

Ok, so who do you want to here about. Let's talk about Michaela. My beautiful daughter is now three. When and how on earth did that happen? We had a wonderful birthday party on June the 4th at a local play pool. She had so much fun. It makes me sad to think of her turning three. For some reason there is a big difference in my mind between a two and three year old. She's a little girl now, not a toddler. Sigh. Sadly, I was not the photographer at the party, so I need to get some pictures from it to post. It was a Tinkerbell themed birthday and we had cupcakes and pizza and lots of fun. Tinkerbell is Michaela's all time favorite!

The birthday festivities did not end there, however. The next evening at 8 pm we bordered a plan to California. Kevin had a business trip that was going to have him gone on Michaela's actual birthday, so instead of being gone for that, he took us all. Love that Man! the next morning after letting everyone catch up on some sleep from a very late night, we switched hotels, a planned switch to a Disney partner hotel for one night ( all we could afford) and then headed over to Disneyland. Oh my, to experience Disney as a child yourself is one thing, but to be able to experience it with your children is amazing, or maybe I'm just a sap, but who cares. Michaela got a special button saying we were celebrating her birthday and every cast member that we passed wished her a happy birthday! The first thing we did was took her to Pixie Hollow to meet Tinkerbell and her fairy friends. When Michaela saw Tinkerbell, this Mama was in tears. Goofy I know, but to see the joy and excitement on her face just warmed my heart.

Tinkerbell and Vidia

And here are my munchkins in front of Sleeping Beauty's Castle

They all did so well. Drew is Tall enough to ride some of the real roller coaster, such as Splash mountain, so the girls and I would find something else to do while they did that. Charlotte learned how to nap being carried, and they were just fabulous. We spent Monday and Tuesday there. On Tuesday we got there right when it opened and stayed till about lunch time and then headed back to the hotel for naps, then we went back at 4 and stayed till midnight. I know, I know, but the kids did great, and after the 9pm fireworks show that park cleared out a lot. The we put them in their pj's and headed off to Pasadena where Kev worked for the next three days. Michaela's birthday was on the 9th, so while daddy was working, we drove into Beverly Hills, had lunch at a really fancy Barnes and noble where they had an awesome story time, and then we drove to the original Sprinkles Cupcake location and got some yummy cupcakes for dinner that night. We ate at the California Pizza kitchen, but Drew and Daddy spent part of the evening watching the Mavs playoff Game. Hey, how bout those Mavs though!

I could tell you about the 5 different hotels we stayed in, all but one which were planned but that's not so interesting as the fact that our children were amazing. No major meltdowns, really flexible and they had a blast. Charlotte was my all star. I can't gush enough over her. God has truly blessed us in so many ways.

Quick updates on the other two: Charlotte is now 10 months old. She is doing things in her own time and is totally not interested in crawling, but that's ok, I have a feeling when she does take off, she's gonna be gone. She is such a happy baby and loves to play with Drew and Michaela. She waves hi, and babbles a lot. She is definitely the loud one :) Drew is all boy and will be five in November. I am so glad I am not sending him off to Kinder just yet. One more year with my boy. He is into sports, especially baseball and loves his Texas Rangers like his Mama. Gets excited about going to the baseball games and can tell you the entire starting line up. It is such a blessing to have Drew as our son, he is so full of life and is passionate about everything he does.

Small World, we rode this several times :)

Charlotte enjoying its a Small world

Kids riding Astroblasters with daddy, also rode several times

Drew was picked to be Prince Charming at the Cinderella story time.

Nap time at the hotel

Disney Musical parade, Disney Princess float with Tangled Tower

Our family (sleeping Charlotte)

Meeting Mickey at his house

Picnic on the beach the night before we left. In and Out burger. and it was cold outside !

Playing in the freezing water

I can update from my phone now, so maybe when I write those post in my head, I can quick do it from my phone! Thanks for still reading this, enjoy our Cali trip pics!

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Randomness

Well so Miss sweet Charlotte is 5.5 months old. How did I miss blogging about her fourth month happenings? so at her four month check up.. she weighed 13 lbs. 11 oz (52%) and was 25 inches long (77%). We started her on some reflux medication. I should have gone with my gut instinct earlier in the game, but I'm not one to just medicate my child, so I talked myself out of it, but man, is she a much happier baby. She's smiling, laughing, attempting to roll from back to front, she hates being on her tummy though, so I don't see this happening too quickly. Anyways, I think she likes to see what is coming right at her ( aka Drew and Michaela). She is also attempting to sit up, and she is definitely still a vertical baby She's still not quite sleeping through the night, but she did go 12 hours two days ago, so there is light at the end of the tunnel. She mostly wakes up once around 3 or 4 and goes right back down after a quick feeding. She was able to run in the cowtown 5k this morning with me. It was tough pushing a stroller, but she slept the whole time and it was fun. She is the first child I have ran with, so it was something fun to share with her.

Miss Michaela is 2.5 and is all drama! She wants to do everything herself and if you don't let her, it often results in a meltdown. So yes I have been that parent, practically dragging my two year to the car while holding a baby and a four year old. I'm sure its quite comical, but we deal and move on, they don't usually last to long. Her imagination is growing. The other day she came into the dining room, wrapped all in a blanket and said "Look I'm all married." If you could have seen the look on Kevin's face! I asked her what she said and she said it again except added that Baby Jesus was in her tummy. She was Mary. Got it! So then she and Drew played like they were Mary and Joseph with an imaginary Baby Jesus. I'm just glad there was no actual birth of Jesus! She is going to try a gymnastics class on Tuesday night at a gym by our house, so that should be exciting. We'll see if she likes it. She also love going to school and seeing Ms. Billwee (Billie) and Ms. Valwee(Valery). Can't wait to see what a ham she is in their PE program next week!

Drew is 4 and all boy! He loves baseball and is playing that again this spring. We actually got a mini plan to the Texas rangers so that'll be fun to take him to. We can't wait for opening day! He is such a sweet big brother! He and Michaela are finally at the age where they are playing great together. Its so fun to watch them and be a part of their imaginary play. I didn't have that growing up, so its fun! The other day Drew was Woody, Michaela was Jesse and I was Buzz and they had to each be called by those names and I was quickly corrected if I called them by the wrong name! Drew also loves school and has been keeping his teachers on his toes this year, but overall he's doing great and is looking forward to the four year old class next year! We are starting to look at options for Kindergarten in 2012, so we shall see where we end up!

Kevin has started grad school this semester in Software engineering ( I think) at SMU and is gone on Thursday evenings. He's enjoying it and we just tried meeting him for a quick dinner so the kids could see him before class and that worked out well, so maybe that will turn in the habit. Yeah a no cooking night ;)

I'm keeping busy with my photog business, sewing, embroidering, cooking, drinking coffee and trying to keep our home from imploding! I've started meal planning and man does it save on groceries and it helps to know what I am cooking ahead of time. I am definitely not one of those people that can just throw things together!

Any who, just a quick update on the fam and our happenings. Nothing too exciting, but we are definitely blessed!

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Imagination

Do you see them? Look closely! They are very small, but they are there..

Have you gone nuts Crissy? There's nothing there except blurry teddy bears and a few specks of dust! Nope. Look again, not dust, but fairies. Yes fairies. This is what Michaela told me yesterday morning after noticing the specks in the air. Not any fairies I might add, but Tinkerbell herself, and Vidia, and Fawn, and whoever else her fairy friends are. It amazes me at her imagination. The things she comes up with. Sometimes her imagination is a little over the top leading what Kev and I call episodes or bad dreams about scary white rabbits. (No she has not seen Monty Python) Still, its amazing to see her mind growing and exploring and being creative.

So in respect to Miss Tinkerbell and her friends, This Mommy will not be dusting for a while.. OK Just kidding, but who am I to mess with fairies?

See Mommy, fairies!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Charotte is 2 months!

So I'm trying to play catch up here, time is flying by, and I can't believe little miss Charlotte is 2 months old already! Her stats at 2 months :

11lbs 4 oz 70%

23 1/4 inches long 90%

So she is the long skinny one so far. She was longer the Michaela at birth, but 14oz lighter..

So Charlotte is definitely her own little person. When she is tired, she lets you know it, and she doesn't want to be cuddled with, she just wants to be swaddled and put to bed. She has to be swaddled or lots of flailing about occurs and no sleep, so she is our burrito baby. She hates tummy time, screams bloody murder, but is happy as a clam on her back. She is not very generous with her smiles, but when you get one, it sure is a big one. She naps well, and is sleeping good, just waking once or twice, so no big deal. In the car she doesn't just fall asleep, she fights it and eventually cries herself to sleep, so some of the shorter car rides are not pleasant, but we deal and go on.

She has had a lot of first in her short life. She attended 3 Ranger games before she was 4 weeks old, the first one being at 13 days. She has gone to Drew's tee ball games starting at 2 weeks, went to the zoo at 6 days, went to Baylor homecoming at 5 weeks and got rained out (she was the only dry one out of the 5 of us), went to Houston for Halloween at 6 weeks and went to the outlets at San Marcus for a weekend with the girls at 9 weeks. She's pretty much been on the go, but does well, and we are cherishing every moment. We are so blessed to have her in our lives, and Drew and Michaela constantly shower her with hugs and kisses. We can't wait to see what God has in store for her!

Drew is Four!

So this is really late, but in all reality, I think I was avoiding admitting that my little boy is four! I can't believe that! I read a friends blog the other and she described how we are always trying to hurry up the milestones our children reach. Such as hurry up and sleep through the night, hurry up and use the potty, hurry, hurry , hurry. This is so true. Even though we are excited as each milestone is reached, its also sad to watch them grow. I am thankful that Drew's birthday is in November because that means next fall, he won't be old enough to go to kindergarten, so I will have him home for another year! I do know that that day is coming though and as excited as I am for him, I am definitely going to be one of those mothers in the Boo HOO mommy party on the first day of school really boo hooing. Enough mushiness, more about Drew ;)

So his birthday was November 12th. The day before at school, he got to celebrate with his friends by taking his favorite book, the "Big Boy Thomas Book" ( a book with all the original Thomas stories), candy cookies (m&m cookies) and special napkins. His sweet teachers even gave him a birthday goody bag! On his birthday, we had a special breakfast with daddy, and then we drove up to McKinney to play with some friends, napped in the car on the way back and then braved Chuck E Cheese for dinner with the grandparents. He always wants to go eat there, but we have told him we only go for birthday parties, so he was pleasantly surprised when we pulled into the parking lot. He had some much fun!

His birthday was on a Friday this year, so we got to have his party the next day. It was kind of a busy day because we had the last tee ball game of the year, at the latest time slot, then had to squeeze in quick naps, and headed to my parents house where the party was. He had all his friends from church as well as a few other close friends, and GiGi and Great Poppy( my grandparents) and my parents got him a train to ride on at the party. Not some toy, but an actual train that came and drove the kids around the neighborhood. That was exciting, all the kids were in the train, and all the parents were in the street watching. The parents didn't really know what to do since they didn't have to corral their kiddos. Oh my actual adult conversation. The train was there for an hour and then we did dinner, presents and cake. Drew is still talking about his birthday!

Dear Drew Bear,

There will come a day you will want to be just "Drew" but to mommy and daddy, you will always be "Drew Bear." As you turn four, mommy and daddy couldn't be happier for you. You are an amazing big brother to your sisters, even though you fight sometimes, generally you are pretty sweet with them. you have a zest for life, that I can only hope continues throughout your life. You are growing into such a little man, being big enough to do things all by yourself, and not wanting any help. you are definitely Mr. Independent. You became very interested in baseball this year, especially after meeting Mr. Josh, so we went to lots of Rangers games and you even decided to play tee ball. You got to be on the Rangers, and it was so much fun to cheer you on in the stands!

You love going to school and church and you love to hear about God and to see your friends. You are starting to read and can right your name, forwards and backwards ( only when there isn't enough room to go forwards), and you love to learn. I pray that that will continue as you reach your school age years.

Mommy and Daddy love you so much! We can't believe that four years has flown by so fast! We love who you are becoming and are very excited to see what God has in store for you!

Friday, October 22, 2010

Misty Blessings, giveaway!

My friend Misty is doing a giveway that end at midnight tonight! So hurry and go check it out at mistysblessings.blogspot.com

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Charlotte Grace Dazey

*Long post*

She's here. I was posting via facebook the day of her birth but I thought it was time to document the day in words because I might possibly forget the little things. So here goes.

Charlotte was born Friday, September 17th. That whole week, we pulled what I like to call the Crazy Dazey's. Something to do every night, not because we had to, but because we wanted to. Monday Kevin helped out a family from our small group who was affected by the flood, Tuesday we began the process of getting a new roof, which continued into Wednesday. Tuesday and Wednesday night we went to see the rangers play baseball, Thursday Drew had his first t-ball practice, and then Friday was upon us. So after Drew's t-ball, we headed up to north richland hills to let the kids spend the night with mamaw and papa, so ya know we could sleep in on Friday ( yeah right) Well, it being a school day, kids were tired then add tball on top and drew was pretty much a mess.. finally after getting them bathed and stuff, we just left.. we weren't helping and I was getting way stressed, but of course mamaw and papa did fabulous and got them down. Kev and I then went on a date night to Rosa's and I allowed myself to indulge. Since I was diabetic for this pregnancy sweets were a no no, and allowing myself to feel full wasn't possible because feeling full meant a high blood sugar for me. I figured one meal would not hurt and I enjoyed some delicious sopapillas..mmmmm sugar. The we headed home to pack. Pack you may ask, you were 39 weeks and hadn't packed. Nope nada. I had no worried about going into labor, and I had other people to take care of. We picked up a movie on the way home and popped it in. Needless to say, I think it was 1230 or 1am before we headed to bed.

So on Friday morning, I woke up at like 730 and made myself stay in bed until 8.. that's definitely sleeping in ;) Got up and showered and began cleaning. Kev was still in bed so might as well make the time pass by being productive, so I was on my hand and knees scrubbing the shower. I had nervous energy, what can I say? Kev finally comes and tells me to go relax and he very kindly finishes scrubbing. Love that man! Of course I woke up completely congested and couldn't take anything because I was suppose to be NPO.. notice I said suppose, I was munching on ice chips and sipping water... i didn't want to get dehydrated.

10 am finally rolls around and we head to the hospital.. at this point I had quit talking. Those of you who know me, know exactly how thrilled I was to have scheduled this birth ( not!), and the thoughts of having to have surgery were making me very nervous. As apprehensive as I was though, I also had a peace that this was indeed God's plan for me, and needed to follow it. There were times that I did think about cancelling the csetion or prayed that I would just go into labor so I could refuse the csection, but all that being said, those were MY plans, not HIS plans. So I talked to God, told Him, that I did indeed trust Him and would follow, even though it was a hard path.

We get to Arlington Memorial, I check in with both of our families and our kids, and we head up to labor and delivery. Dr. Atkins is there and they get us in a room. Which was nice actually because with Michaela they put us in triage, and listening to women in labor when you are not is also for heart breaking for me. So I get ready and we wait. Suppose to be there to do blood work, etc, but things are kinda busy, so we just hang out. Luckily the hospital has on demand movies so we settles in and began to watch "where the Wild Things are" ( very weird). Dr. A came in and said one of his patients needed and emergency Csetion, so it would be closer to 1. OK no big deal, did I mention that nothing had been done as far as prepping me and that I hadn't eaten since 9 pm the night before? A week earlier I had prayed with our small group concerning my attitude about the whole thing and asked God to help me be a witness to those we would come in contact with this day.

So about 1230 he comes back in and says that a family had come in through the ER and needed an emergency C for an unfortunate situation. Didn't want any more details the that, we began praying for that family and continued to wait. At this point our kids were driving around napping in papa's car, my parents were there, they had started to prep me then stopped, and my good friend Mandi had come to hang out. So we waited, and waited and waited...

At 330, I finally sent Kev out to check with Dr. A. I was starving at this point, apparently it was very crazy and one emergency after another kept popping up, and because we were scheduled we had to wait. Kev came back and told me I was finally getting an IV. Well, that was something and at least it would keep me hydrated and possibly kill the hunger pains. I has been sneaking Ice chips and water at this point. A wonderful nurse came in, took her time finding a good vein and got it in on the first time. Hallelujah! I have rolly veins, and have to have someone who know what they are doing or I get stuck like 5 times and a my veins roll and blow. Not a pleasant experience. So then we go back to waiting, and waiting and waiting. The whole time my attitude was good.. Dr A said he wished I would get mad or something and my nurse gave me permission to through a hissy fit, but what was the point, our kids were doing great after a nap, they were coming back periodically, got to visit with family, and I wasn't stressing out my nurses. They were all very grateful. I was definitely a God given peace at this point because I tend to get very cranky when I'm hungry, and I was doing great. Just figured other people needed to have their babies sooner then I did.

I sent Kev out to eat his lunch we had packed and to take a break. On his way back he held the door open for a woman in labor and he jokingly said go right ahead of us! So dinner time came and went, kids ate, they were doing great. At one point Drew came back and Said " Mommy just count to 10 and the baby will come out" I told him to try it, so he very slowly counted to 10 and said ok baby come out. Sadly enough it didn't work :)

Around 7ish finally saw a face I hadn't seen all day, the anesthesiologist! That's a good sign, so he came in asked his questions, talked me through what was going to happen, and said we would prolly start prepping in about 45 mins. Finally a light at the end of the tunnel. I mentioned that my blood work still hadn't been done, so they called lab again, and this older lady came to do it, and she was not nice! Lets just say a week later my arm is still bruised and it hurts! After they did that though all of a sudden it was a flurry of activity! The waiting was over and forget the 45 minute time frame, it was more like 15 and at 7:26 they wheeled me off. K well yeah except I hadn't thought about the actual surgery all day and I got really really nervous. The spinal block makes me sick, so I was nervous about getting sick while lying on my back, and of course, Kev couldn't be in the room at this point til they got me all prepped, but everyone was great. Now here's where I got to shock the surgical team. As they were wheeling me in, Dr. A was looking for a mirror. Everyone was really confused and I finally spoke up "I'm going to watch". They all turned and looked at me. "You're going to watch? " It was great. I explained that women giving birth vaginally had the option to see their children come into this world, and I wanted the same opportunity. They thought that that was really cool, and since I had been waiting all day, at this point I should have whatever I wanted.

So anyways, the party gets started and do you know what they were talking about in process. Their favorite recipes! As I'm laying listening to all this yummy food being described, I finally spoke up and told them that it was really rude to talk about food around someone who hadn't eaten in almost 24 hours! They thought it was funny and kept talking!

The time for Charlotte to be born had arrived! So they positioned the mirror so I could see, dropped the drape and began pushing her out. I guess because I couldn't actually push, they do it for you. Dr. A and his assistant were on top of the table pushing her out. Kinda weird to see since I couldn't feel it. When her head popped out, it was the most amazing thing ever. Her eyes were wide open. They had to stop pushing when they realized the cord was around her neck twice. As a mom, that was heart stopping, a million worries began to cloud my mind. Charlotte was born at 8:27 pm, 8 hours after we thought she would be here.

When they got her out, she hadn't cried yet as they took her to the table. I began to immediately shoo Kevin her direction. Poor guy, tyring to be there for me and the new baby, he didn't know what to do. I assured him I wasn't going anywhere and to go make sure Charlotte was okay. About the time he got to her, they had suctioned her out and she let out the most beautiful cry! I think as a mother, the only time you think a cry is beautiful is that very first one ;) So then they got her cleaned up, weighed and measured and then Kev got to hold her while they finished up with me. This is where I get to play the waiting game again. The cool thing is though, she got placed in my arms, and wheeled right back to our room, where Mandi was waiting to tell the others, and of course she got to snag a quick hold to. Everyone came in, said hello, the kids were estactic that she was finally here, and then we sent them home because it was way passed bedtime. I got to nurse her then, which was heavenly.

I'd like to say everything was all hunky dory after that, but it wasn't. I don't know if it was a mental thing of watching them push on me or what, but man I was in pain. The morphine they gave me ( even though I said I didn't want it) was not helping and it was becoming harder to breath thanks to the increasing pain. They finally gave me a shot of Toredol and within 30 mins I was good to go. Didn't even have to push the pump more then 3 times over night, and I had them remove it first thing the next morning.

We had a few hurdles in the hospital, like her bilirueben levels being too high Sunday morning and having to go under lights,

but the hard part was not being able to nurse, having to pump, having to supplement, and then having to stay up all night to make sure her little sun shades stayed on. God was here too, because when our pediatrician took her off the lights Monday morning, he told us that we would test it one more time before we left, and that it would most likely go up again and we may have to do some photo therapy at home, but when we left, her bili levels were down to 4.2.. which was lower then they were that morning.

So that being said, Miss Charlotte is here, and it was great and I can see God in the details. I may never understand why He chose me to give birth via c-section, but I know it is His will.