Traumatizing

This has been a post that has been very hard for me to write for 2 reasons: #1 My job as a mother is to keep my daughter safe and out of harms way and #2 By re-living this experience again and again I start to panic all over again...

It was a week ago tomorrow that this "traumatizing experience" occurred. I had been standing in front of my closet picking out a shirt to wear. (side note: my closet is not a walk-in, just a normal size closet with a door not sliding doors.) Kate was with me and was opening and closing the door behind me. Well she was having such a fun time I scooted in a bit so that it would be easier to close. (OK panic starting to settle in...) She must have tripped and with a click the door closed behind me. Mind you, I was inside the closet. No problem, I'll just open it... Well the doorknob on the inside didn't work. It just kept turning. Yeah... It would have been fine I'm sure if I wasn't extremely CLAUSTROPHOBIC! I started panicking! I was trying to push the door open but it wouldn't budge. Meanwhile, Kate, on the other side, was screaming because she couldn't get to Mama. As I was pushing, the full length mirror that was on the outside of the door fell down. Now not only am I worried about getting out but I'm worried about 7 years bad luck! I parted the clothes to either side of the closet to give myself some "breathing room". I remember saying "Heavenly Father, I don't know how I'm getting out of here but I'm really going to need your help!" I was able to calm down a little bit. It was strange because I would be calm and then I'd start thinking again and start panicking. I knew no one would find me for a while, Ryan wasn't coming home for lunch, and I wasn't expecting anyone to come over. Well, I told Kate to go get mommy's phone (which was in the living room). I heard Kate going towards the living room and thought "OK, I've got to get out now". When I was pushing on the door I remembered that the top of the door would give a little. So I climbed on my clothes bar, braced my back against the wall, meanwhile not hearing Kate coming back into the room and with a mighty kick the door flew open hitting her directly on the forehead causing her to land on her back. HOLY CRAP!!! She had a goose-egg the size of a golf ball and a line where the edge of the door had hit her just right. I picked her up and ran into the living room to get my phone. I called Ryan in a panic and he came home right away. She was fine after she calmed down from the initial shock. She was sure to have a headache though. We were worried that Kate may have had a concussion so we called the Dr. and she said to watch her for certain signs and to see if she was acting like herself. I thank my Heavenly Father that I was able to have the strength to get out and that Kate wasn't hurt worse. Moral of the story: Check your doorknobs inside and out.

I broke the door in half!

The infamous closet with the non-working doorknob.
My poor baby's head.

:o( My Poor Baby.

We Love to Eat Food (and Wear It)!

Kate loves her pasta. Mac n’ cheese and spaghetti are her favorites. While she is eating her ‘favorites’ she likes to rub her eyes, pat her head, and other things that would entail getting sauce all over her. Here are visuals of the above mentioned.

My Husband is the BEST!

When we got married there were a few duties that we had to iron out. Ryan grew up with his mom in charge of finances and paying bills. I grew up with my step-dad in charge of finances. Well for the first 2 or 3 months we thought that the other was paying the bills. I was the one that ended up taking on that duty. The reason I am saying this is LAUNDRY! I have a really hard time, no really hard time doing laundry. Not sure why... I love clean clothes and I love it when my closet and dresser are full. I love having more options when I get dressed (too many options). I do a load here and there but my husband ends up doing it. I can go about 2-3 weeks without needing anything washed so I guess I don't realize it when it needs to be done (other than the overflowing hamper). I have tried doing one load a day and putting myself on a schedule but it hasn't worked. I just wanted to say that my husband is the BEST! He has been doing the laundry which I appreciate. We had a "folding party" tonight and I realized how much he doesn't really like to do it but he does it anyways. He even does mine! Thank you sweetie~ I really appreciate you being strong where I am weak! I love you!

Happy Birthday Huey

Huey turned 7 (49 in dog years) March 10th! He is an old man or dog... Huey has been such a great part of our family! Ryan has had Huey since he could be separated from his mom. Ryan and Huey have been through so much together! Huey is a good boy! He does however take himself for walks on occasion. We haven't decided if fixing him would do any good or not. Poor guy. We probably won't do that to him! We love you Huey! Happy Birthday!

Not so good at blogging

Well, I think we (you and I) have figured out that I'm not so good at blogging. I'm not sure why that is but I will try to be better. I have also come to terms that my blog will be simple as I'm not really sure how to do everything! (If anyone knows how to do a slide show...)

November 2009 was quite a month. My husband decided to ride his 4-wheeler too fast around a corner rolling his 4-wheeler. He was in the desert by himself at 7pm at night. Yes... He had called me when he parked and said he was going riding. I then got a call 20 min later from him. Call after call, bad reception after bad reception I finally got a hold of him. He said that he had an accident and knew he broke his collar bone again. He didn't remember anything, where he was, what date it was or where he parked. I called 911 and they said in order to trace his phone he needed to call them. He did call them (even though he doesn't remember calling them) in the meantime the cops and I were looking for him where I thought he would be and he ended up being in a different area. By the time I made it to where he was he had ridden back to his vehicle (doesn't remember that either). He was taken to the hospital by an ambulance. He ended up having 3 broken ribs, punctured a lung, cracked a lower vertebrae, broken index finger, and broken collar bone (same one that he broke 4 times prior). He ended up having surgery on his collar bone. The Dr. said she could put 3 fingers width between the broken bones. He had a metal plate screwed into his collar bone. He is doing really well now about 95%. His 4-wheeler is still in bad shape. I asked him if he learned from it and he said 'probably well I just won't go "that" fast.' I've got to invest in body armor for this man!!

After the accident before surgery. You can see how much shorter the break makes his shoulder and how much it is sticking out. We're lucky it wasn't a compound fracture!

After the surgery.



We are a proud parents of a ONE YEAR OLD! I can't believe it. She is growing up way too fast! We had a "valentine" theme for her party. It turned out really well. We had friends and family there! What more could you ask for?! She had a lot of fun and got a lot of fun things. We got lots of books and some fun toys too. She has a book in each hand most of the time. She loves books. She is such a busy body. She is loving the outside and cries when it's time to come inside. We don't have a backyard, just rocks. She has been collecting rocks and putting them in her little "purse". I find them everywhere. Luckily I haven't vacuumed one up yet... She is talking so much. She signs and says 'more', water, mama, dada, all done, this, hot, book, pants when you ask her what a dog says and growls when you ask her what a lion says. She likes to point or poke at your eye since we are working on learning our body parts. She has been getting her 12 month molars. All 4 at once I might add so she is not a happy camper lately. We are just waiting for the last one to poke through. We have so much fun together. I am so blessed to be able to be at home with her and teach her and constantly watch her grow. We just love her so much.











I've been having this itch to be crafty. I have been wanting to get a spring wreath for my front door. I have seen some that I liked but of course they have been highly priced. I went to the craft store to see if they had anything and I saw a wreath that I liked. Price $99.00. Yeah right... so I wandered around the flowers and started collecting some that were similar to the wreath I had seen. All the flowers were 50% mind you and I was feeling gutsy so I bought the items needed to decorate a wreath. I did it! I really like it and it turned out great and I even had fun doing it! Wreath wanted $99.00, wreath made $35.00, time enjoyed PRICELESS. YEY!

Wreath Wanted

Wreath Made

I have been reading a self-help book. Stay Home, Stay Happy 10 Secrets to Loving at Home Motherhood by Rachel Campos-Duffy.

It has been a boost for me. I am not saying that I wasn't or am not happy staying at home. I love it and wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. This book helps you be a better mom and helps you to be able to laugh instead of cry. Rachels talks about taking care of you, the mom, sprititually, mentally and physically. How important it is that you take care of yourself and how important it is that you have a great support system at home (ie. your husband). I really liked her mommy motto "Doing small things with great love" by Mother Teresa. It is a really nice reminder that big things don't really matter it's the little things done with great love that make the difference. That is what a mom does. Notes in lunchboxes, goodnight prayers, tons and tons of kisses, reading books, hugs and more hugs. It has made me love and appreciate my "job" just that much more.

Until next time. Take Care!