Needed prayers.

Sometimes you just need to get things out in the open. I recently found out that I am pregnant and became so excited. It is a wonderful blessing bringing a new life into the world. Unfortunately this one is becoming a roller coaster of emotions. My first visit was not pleasant. We could not see the baby at all. The doctor said that maybe I counted wrong and that it was just too early to tell. She ordered an ultrasound with my technician, which also showed nothing. I had blood work done which came back positive for a baby, but my progesterone levels were low. I am now taking a prescribed medication hoping that things will work out for the best. This past Tuesday I went in for my third ultrasound. This time we saw a little heart beating. I was thrilled thinking "yes things have worked out for the best." Then the doubt settled back in when the technician noticed it's heartbeat was on the very low end. Thinking positively I pushed  it aside thinking next week when I go in they will find the heartbeat and everything will be fine. Then I received phone call after phone call from the doctor. This really nerved me because we had been playing phone tag for a day and a half. Her messages were very vague. Today I was able to get a hold of her and was told to have my 4th ultrasound next Monday. Even though this experience has been tough for me, I now have an understanding of what women are going through with high risk pregnancies and those who loose their little ones. It really is emotionally taxing, and though I am doing everything in my power to keep this little one alive, there is still a part of me that is aching. Maybe this is a lesson where I have to put my faith in Heavenly Fathers plan. So far our little one is measuring 6 weeks along. I'm hoping Monday brings good news and that the poking a prodding will end soon. I don't mean to be downer I just thought I'd update everyone incase things go South.

For the Love of a child.

Most people don't stop by my blog, some of you who do, won't care, but we have been having our little family struggles. Riley is such a bright and sweet little boy. Unfortunately he is the one church leaders have pegged out as the disobedient one. I work with him on numerous occasions here at home to teach him how to sit, listen, and obey. This is not an easy task with a three year old and when all avenues fail, you too feel like a failure. I have decided that early intervention is the answer. My family has a history of ADD so it's definitely a possibility. Some of you may argue that no such things exists, but I assure you it does. My beef with all of this is the Occupational Therapist's and insurance companies. Aetna, not until the first of this year covered Occupational Therapy. No Therapist in Denver are covered by Aetna. I have talked with the insurance company as to how a doctor can get covered. Unfortunately the Therapist themselves need to be the ones to contact them and get the ball rolling. After relaying this information to the doctors office I received a call to schedule an appointment. "Yes," I thought I have solved the situation. After setting up a date and giving my e-mail for forms to be sent to my address I was ready to go. The next down fall was the e-mail stating what I should have with me at the evaluation appointment. I can't tell you how hard it is as a mom to know your son needs help and finding road blocks all along the way. They asked me for a chunk of change I do not have. Needless to say, I am back at square one with my boxing gloves up. It's going to be quite the battle, but eventually some one is going to want to bring in new patients and I won't stop until I find the right practice who will try.

Our month of Festivus! :)

There is so much to cover over the month of December. It pretty much was the life of a Greek novel. We ate and played, ate and played, then ate and played some more. Below are pictures taken from two different snow days.

We were quarantined, for two whole weeks in the house due to an awful cold. So, we ate some more and tried to get pictures.

I finally finished my advent calendar and was able to get out some elf treats to our friends just in time for Christmas!

The weekend right before Christmas, we had to shake off our cabin fever with an icy cold trip to the park.

Christmas Eve dinner was a hit. (at least the olives were) :p Nana, we knew you would enjoy these shots.

 

Christmas morning the kids loved! Riley thought at first that Santa did not come for him. He was then told to check out Santa's plate of cookies. All of the milk, cookies and carrots were eaten. He then turned around to find Santa's gifts under their stockings. Riley then knew that Santa truly had come for him. He hasn't stopped talking about Santa being in his house since.

Also, during our season, we acquired new family members! Duke Blue, our Betta fish, came to us at Brandon's co-worker's Christmas Party. He won him in a gift exchange. We thought it would be fun to get him a friend. We went to Petco and found out that African Dwarf frogs make perfect tankmates for them. We ended up coming home with Caesar. Unfortunately, we did not know how to take care of Caesar nor did we get instructions. Three days later, we found him rigid at the bottom of the tank. Riley tried to bring him back to life while Brandon and I were still in bed. We found Caesar (and the whole tank) covered in food that Riley so generously dumped in. It was a sad day and we did a lot of research for the next future Caesar.

Happy New Year!