They’re Home!
Hooray, my girls are home at last!!!
Hooray, my girls are home at last!!!
The title says it all. Cross your fingers!
Currently:
Latest report on Nina is that she’s doing well… they’ve taken her off of oxygen, and they took her off the IV last night. So really that’s pretty awesome right there. In fact I just got a text from Melissa that says, literally “Nina doing awesome!” I can only hope that means she’s coming home soon.
I woke up this morning to the sound of the cat peeing in my laundry basket. Now I know what you’re thinking, and it may involve a cat and some goal posts, I’m not sure. But understand, Seth has been a trooper this whole time, dealing with Ian chasing him around, ANOTHER baby, and signs that we’re packing up stuff. For most cats, that’s pee-worthy right there. And while it turns out that Seth made a mess all over the house just because of his condition, where he focused his mess was in my laundry basket (mostly empty) and the basement floor. I believe that the laundry basket was actually his attempt to notify me that there is an issue. Good Kitty.
Sooooo yeah, Seth is currently at the animal hospital and they’re keeping him there overnight. They said he’s been calm. If you know Seth… that is to say, judging by the way Seth usually behaves at the animal hospital or vet, we’re pretty sure this means that there’s something seriously wrong.
Melissa came home long enough to help me with a few things around the house for Thursday’s showing, and deal with the cat situation. It was great having Melissa home, if only for a few hours.
Earlier this month:
Last entry took us through the first week in February, through pictures.
February 7th, 2010 – Ian goes grocery shopping, and ends up in dreamland. See this image larger.
February 8th, 2010 – I started boxing up some things for whenever we sell the house and move… the stuffed animals you see before you are some real classics; they used to be mine. Little Chip (the beaver that I desperately wanted to be a chipmunk, thus, it was) on the left, Pooh (a non-pooh-bear bear… this one had a music maker inside of it until what we will only refer to as “The Washing Machine Incident” – I’m looking at you, Mom. Uh huh. 😉 ) on the right. See this image larger.
Is Ian excited about the move? Well, apparently so! See this image larger.
Now is a great time to remind myself, Melissa, and grandparents – Ian would like pictures taken with his grandparents too.
Currently:
Ian has fallen asleep on the way home from the hospital absolutely every night. I’ve started getting a little smarter about it now… for example tonight I brought his toothbrush and toothpaste to the cafeteria at the hospital… because you aren’t going to brush those teeth if he falls asleep on the way home, believe you me. I also enjoy this little game that I play by handing him a couple of matchbox cars just as we’re leaving the hospital. About halfway home I hear “kathunk…. kathunk” and I know he’s out like a light.
I’ve got a couple days to work really hard on the house before the first potential buyers take a tour. So easy to get your hopes up. But if it DID sell, what would we do then? We’d have 60 days or so to try and find a house while Melissa is staying mostly at the hospital? Eeeek. It is funny, in a way it was nice to have this around as a side project to get my mind off of Nina’s state now and again… but if it actually bears fruit, well… now what?
Melissa looks like she’s doing well, and I’m very proud of her. It sounds like Nina’s doing pretty well tonight — there again I could get my hopes up, but I’ve trained myself not to. If you feel like you’re talking to a zombie when I’m on the phone it is because I’m trying not to “feel” anything.
And now set the wayback machine for the end of January…
After Nina was born I spent a whole lot of time worrying about her, praying for her… and that hasn’t let up much at all… but the images in this entry represent a time when I started finally thinking, over a month after she was born, that she was strong. And don’t get me wrong, she’s being stronger than an olympic weight-lifter over at the hospital at this very minute, I don’t mean it like that. But during late January/early February there was more of a sense confidence that I felt for her, and a sort of defiance from her. Maybe I don’t even need to say this. Look at the first picture, (and look at it as big as it’ll go…) and tell me what you see. I see “Ready now, world.”
January 26, 2010 – Somebody is ready for her next fight, and that’s good, because it is a doozy, little girl. This is my favorite picture of Nina so far by a long shot. See this image larger.
And this is probably my second-favorite. I know she’s just cutting loose with a yawn, but I automatically pretend that she’s roaring for the lion. See this image larger.
February 2-4th, 2010 – Hey, did you happen to see the most long-torsoed girl in the world? And if you did, was she cryyyyin, cryyyyyin? See this image larger.
Perhaps she’ll be a runner. See this image larger.
Perhaps she’ll be a motorcycle mama. See this image larger.
Perhaps a flamingo dancer. See this image larger.
Perhaps a fashion model. (Look at that smile!) See this image larger.
A few more from around that same time:
*Oh you can bring the camera closer than that, Daddy.* See this image larger.
*I’m ready for my close-up, bring it closer.* See this image larger.
*Closer!* See this image larger.
*TOO CLOSE.* See this image larger.
Currently:
Nina’s on day 9 of her stay at the hospital. I admit things are getting a bit trickier around here. I heard Ian’s cries from the monitor last night, and ran upstairs to find him out of his bed, and sitting in a chair, rolled up in a ball. He’s getting more and more insistent that he does not want to go to daycare, the fits starting when I tell him today is a “school” day instead of during his arrival. This morning he even refused to eat his cereal bars at first — that sounds a little something like this. “No. I don’t WANNA eat cereal bars. NOM. NOM NOM NOM. NOM NOM NOM NOM.” Please include Ian in your prayers, Nina’s not the only one that needs strength to make it through this.
It is almost funny how many people have an RSV story when you explain what’s going on in your life… I went to Qdoba yesterday evening with Ian, and ended up talking to the guy behind the counter about the virus. Out of sympathy for the overall situation, he gave Ian a cookie. The man behind the counter’s son was in the hospital for 11 days. I keep hearing numbers sort of around there, but these children usually aren’t as young as Nina, or they don’t have a heart issue like Nina’s. I talked to a nurse in the elevator at the hospital and she confirmed that a great many of the kids in the children’s hospital are there for that exact reason. It’s a serious virus.
On the way to the hospital I got to experience a rare defining moment in Ian’s toddlerhood. I pointed at something outside of the car and asked Ian what the letters said. He didn’t know but could identify the letters. I started pointing out a few more things and I could see and hear him lighting up like a lightbulb. Letters and Numbers. Are. Everywhere. I said “See? On that roadsign and on each car?” and he started pointing them out… I wasn’t sure if he was just humoring me or what until I heard him say “There’s a bug and it has a W and a G!!!” He was referring to the passing sign for a place that sells buffalo “WINGS” and has a corporate logo with a winged buffalo on it. I’m not saying he learned to read before my eyes, but I think he was seeing that perhaps the reason he’s learning these shapes and sounds is because all of the various places where they are displayed are trying to communicate with him — almost like the first time he figured out that a voice on the other end of the phone is a real person.
I got to hold Nina for a bit yesterday and she was quiet and content… looked around and coughed from time to time, but otherwise seemed alright. If she could talk, it looks to me like she’d mostly be saying “Ouch” after her coughs, and that’s about it, choosing silence over straining her voice.
More on Nina’s story to come shortly, I’ll be copying/pasting Melissa’s entries from Nina’s Care Page right into this blog, with a few pictures that we’ve taken along the way.
Here’s more from January…
January 24th — Grampa Dave and Grandma Marcia show up to help us celebrate Ian’s birthday. Check out that cool gift wrapping! Almost good enough to eat! See this image larger.
Wow does she look tiny in this shot! See this image larger.
*Guess which hand has a penny in it, Grandma Marcia, go on, guess!* See this image larger.
She’s thinking about a nap. See this image larger.
First attempt at telepathically summoning Mommy’s breast milk. See this image larger.
Such cute little hands… (The penny was in this hand, Grandma.) See this image larger.
January 26th — Mommy took this shot and I love it. Watching Ian’s imagination unfold is a real treat! See this image larger.
January 28th — Nina tries to explain that every little thing is gunna be alright. See this image larger.
January 29th — Seth finds a good place to get some warmth, as does Nina, and Mommy. If you look hard enough, you’ll probably discover that Nina is feeding, so if you’re offended by that, don’t look so hard. See this image larger.
And that was January!
January 19th, and the princess sleeps. See this image larger.
January 20th — Ian’s first ride in his new car seat. This one doesn’t have a 5-point restraining system, just a normal seat belt, more or less. Despite the face he’s making here, he’s very happy with it! See this image larger.
January 20th — What a cute little noggin. See this image larger.
January 21st — Our little boy turns 3. How is that even possible? We get frustrated from time to time, but Ian is still absolute magic to us. See this image larger.
January 24th — Nina, looks like a little boxer with those fists… little did we know she was going to need to be a bit of a prize-fighter in the weeks to come… but she can do it, we believe in her! See this image larger.
January 24th — Advertising on air-bags, let it be known that Ian came up with it first! See this image larger.
More soon.
Don’t worry Connor, that’s pretty much her way of saying “hello!” See this image larger.
I sort of see an older married couple when I look at these pictures. Kaylee – *Oh, this is my favorite catalog.* Ian – *Oh God not this again.* See this image larger.
Kaylee – *Oh, lookit, Scooby Doo videos are on sale again!* Ian – *Videos, why is it always videos.* See this image larger.
Kaylee – *These drapes would look fabulous in the den.* Ian – *I need a drink.* See this image larger.
They had a lot of fun together, it is neat to have them so close in age. See this image larger.
Later that day (yep, this is still the 17th, Melissa Schoenborn and Levi showed up for awhile, and gave Ian a neat bug toy! Thank you! See this image larger.
Uncle D wanted a picture of a silly face, and Connor delivered! See this image larger.
And that’s pretty much it! See this image larger.
Just trying to get smiles, which is your favorite shot? See this image larger.
I think this one is mine! See this image larger.
This one worked well too! See this image larger.
This one, well, we can’t have all the pictures of them straight on, I guess, right? See this image larger.
Nina wishes her aunt a safe trip the next day… See this image larger.
Ian soberly realizes that his cousins will have to go home. We had a great time, thanks for visiting and sharing birthdays with us! See this image larger.
The 17th had yet more fun in store, but the rest took place indoors. See this image larger.
We had a few birthdays to celebrate, for one thing! Check out the cool birthday cake that Connor helped make for himself and Ian! See this image larger.
And Kaylee got her own special cake, just because… See this image larger.
As in, just because she said so! (I’m kidding) See this image larger.
For about a week he kept talking about birthday cake. I can’t imagine why! See this image larger.
“Hmmmm….” See this image larger.
He’s showing us that he’s three… note two fingers on one hand, and one on the other. See this image larger.
And then tearing into the gifts! (Love this action shot… his hand is literally flinging the torn paper behind him, right at the camera.) See this image larger.
Latest update on Nina is available at her Care Page at the link below. Eventually I’ll be incorporating those entries here into the blog.
Back to the Kunze visit, for now…
We spent some time outside on the 16th… Our neighbor happened to scoop a pile of snow off of his driveway, and across his lawn for more places to park his vehicles, and it made an excellent ramp once the vehicles were gone. Connor was a regular daredevil when it came to this particular run. From where I was standing, he’d flip up and over the hill, and disappear with a quiet thud, followed by “AWESOME!” or “DO IT AGAIN!” See this image larger.
His attempts to break the sound barrier were met with failure, but not by much! See this image larger.
The conqueror of Mt. Chapman! See this image larger.
We got a little stir-crazy on the 17th and decided it was time to go outside again! See this image larger.
Ian quickly discovered that the orange ball was the better choice for this particular course. See this image larger.
Kaylee gets in on the action! See this image larger.
And so does Ian! Halfway down the hill for the little ones, of course, it would be crazy to let them go down the full hill, am I right? See this image larger.
Intermission! See this image larger.
If you looked at this without thinking “Awww!” you have failed. See this image larger.
Some snowy football action! See this image larger.
Ok… so… Ian asked me to help him climb to the top of the hill. Aaaand then we talked about how to get down. Now I know you’re probably about ready to send these pictures to child protective services, but believe me when I tell you, we had this all figured out. Unlike the orange sled, which has a small, long contact area… the lid from the turtle sandbox and has a wide, textured undercarriage, resulting in a slower, smoother ride. And unlike the orange sled, where my weight would have just made it go faster, I could tell this just sank down deeper. Regardless, he faced it bravely, and he went ALL…. See this image larger.
…THE… See this image larger.
….WAY!! And this is probably a good thing, too, as I’m not sure how many more times we’ll be able to sled on this hill as we’ll probably end up moving. If you’re wondering… we came nowhere close to falling out of the sled, and made a perfectly safe run. See this image larger.
If you’d like to get the latest details of Nina’s battle with RSV you can check out Nina’s Care Page. A care page is simply a page in which you can go to see how she’s doing and even sign up to get the updates sent to YOU via email, whenever they are fresh off of Melissa’s laptop keyboard, at the hospital.
This should technically make everybody’s life easier during this time, as you’ll know when an update has arrived, and we, in turn, can focus on updating things in one spot… although I might actually copy/paste the care page entries from the care page to here as well.
Anyways, here’s the link, you should be able to just click on it.
http://www.carepages.com/carepages/208207/invitations/920069/312cc29313370d56f2852bba0e57c8d00aa7ee4b?client_code=devos&ipc=miv
If you’d like a little more incentive to check out the Nina’s Care Page, Melissa has put recent pictures of Nina on there that haven’t made it to the blog yet!!!