Talking

 Korbyn is really starting to talk more and understands almost anything we tell her...simple phrases of course :)  The other day when we got home from daycare I went to use the bathroom and her doll was on the floor, she pulled the door open and when she came back in she had a baby bib and the baby's play bottle!  It just really shocked me because I've never showed her that the bottle, bib, and baby all go together.  So I sat on the floor with her and showed her how to hold the baby and put the bib on and how to put the bottle in her mouth.  She thought she was so funny because she would sneak the tip of the bottle into the baby doll's eye and start giggling because she knew it didn't go there.  Then the other morning we were getting ready to leave for school and I said out loud, "let's go let Rocky out" and she took off running towards the front door giggling all the way and was there waiting for me when I got there!

 She is also REALLY into books right now.  She has two bookshelves in her room and thankfully they are full of books because I started collecting before she was even born.  On any given day you can walk through our house and are probably able to pick up 15 books off the floor.  In her room if you open her closet door it creates this little nook where her bookshelves are and sometimes we can sneak in on her and she's sitting behind the door with a book in her hand reading out loud  to herself, it is absolutely the most precious thing!!!

 I know this picture is kind of random but I had to share.  Sunday afternoon we went over to my parent's house for lunch and my two brothers and their kids also came over.  When I went to go leave my shoes at the back door I snapped this because it just looked so funny.  And there are only 11 pairs of shoes here but there were 15 of us...and yes, we had to actually take turns eating :)  Love it!

The picture of Korbyn in her car seat is her first time through the car wash, and it will probably be our last for a while.  The poor thing was truly scared!  I figured she may like it, but I guess it is pretty loud and weird.  I tried to take a video but I was laughing too hard, and I know that sounds really mean, but she wasn't crying or anything.  She would just turn her head really quickly from one side to the other with this look on her face like "what the heck is going on?!"  I finally reached back and held her hand because she was starting to say "mommy" and reach for me, now we know.

Happy Valentine's Day!

 Korbyn woke up in her pink sock monkey pajamas in a great mood on Valentine's day!

 I felt a little ridiculous putting this outfit on her just because I never dress her in these boutique clothes, and especially to daycare!  My aunt bought this for her months ago and thankfully it fit just right for Valentine's.

 I'm not exaggerating when I say I took about 50 pictures of this kid that day.  She is just not photogenic.  Hopefully she'll grow out of it but I got so many that were the side of her head or her turning away just as I snapped it.  Maybe I need a new super fast camera ;)  Even if I did get one I would never use it, it's just too easy to pull my phone out.

 You can't really see it, but the pants were hilarious because they had ruffles all the way across her bottom which made her already huge butt look even bigger.

 This picture of her in her car seat looks exactly like me in my baby pictures about this age!  I know she still looks 99% like Colton, but it must be the angle or something because we look identical here.  We went to Tye's first birthday party last weekend and a friend of mine who I haven't seen in a while and who also hasn't seen Korbyn could not get over how much she did NOT look like my kid!

 Of course when we got home we had to play outside.  It's become a daily thing now where she just wants to be outside.  And by all means I let her!  That's probably the one thing I'm not happy about at daycare is that her class rarely gets to go outside.  When Sam and I have a chance, and if the weather is nice, we take her class on a walk.  And I know it's hard with her class because some are walking and others are not, but I just feel so sorry for them when they don't get to go play outside.

She thought she was hilarious pushing her car around all by herself.  The other day when we got home I stuck her right in her car and we went for a walk down our road and I had to call Colton on our way back because the road was so sticky with mud that I couldn't push her car anymore.  The wheels were covered and wouldn't even turn.  I tried scraping it off but nothing was working, and Korbyn was getting impatient and honking her horn at me!  So daddy came to give us a tow back to the house :)

 They had a little party at school for Valentine's and her teacher made the cutest little cards for the parents.  She was even joking with me about how hard it was to get a good picture of the little rascal, and as you can see in the pictures she's just being a goofball the entire time!

 I also handmade her cards for her class.  I have to say, I think they turned out pretty stinkin cute!  Thankfully she only has three other kids in her class, so I was able to spend more time on each one. 

A little better

 Korbyn and Cutter playing with the magnet board Sunday morning.  It's so funny watching Cutter react to Korbyn.  Some times he loves her and always asks about her, but then when she starts playing with his toys and he doesn't want her to he lets her know it!  I think someone needs a baby sister ;)

 They got to decorate cupcakes at daycare the other day.  Moments like this is when I really enjoy being at the daycare.  I'm so glad I get to spend so much time with my sweet girl.

Yesterday I had my follow up appointment, which lasted all of 10 minutes.  I laid down on the table and he jokingly said "well, are you ready to get rid of that hardware?"  I laughed and said yes thinking that he was going to numb it or something...nope!  The student that he has with him just starts plucking out my staples which feels like a shot every time.  Then he grabs a hold of my drain, stands back and says "are you ready?"  I said "what?!  Oh my gosh, is it going to hurt?"  he said nah and then just pulled it out!  Well he lied, it hurt.  Not only did it hurt, but the feeling (and the noise) it made when he pulled it out was so disgusting.  My mom, who came with me, said I yelped when he did it, I don't even remember doing that.  He asked how I was feeling and didn't really put any limitations on me, he said whenever I was ready I could go back to work.  So this morning I was up and ready to go back to work (I'm not one to stay at home, one week is way too long) and about 30 minutes after being there I realized I should not have come in.  I can't take my normal pain pill and drive so they said I could take two extra strength tylenol...I take that for a headache!  And going to work and constantly moving, picking up babies etc. is way different then sitting at home and resting.  I know what you're thinking and Colton said the same thing, "why were you picking up babies?!"  I'm at a daycare for crying out loud!  I'm not just going to watch a baby cry, I'm going to pick it up even if it hurts.  And I can't just sit there all day, if I'm going to do that I might as well be at home.  I think I definitely jumped the gun on going back to work.  I think I need to just force myself to take the time I need to get better.

Scariest day ever

Last Saturday we stayed over at Jenn and Taylor's house.  We went to bed about 11 and that night in bed I noticed this little sharp pain in my gut, I thought it was just gas from what we ate a couple of hours ago and it wasn't really bothering me so I paid no attention to it.  About 6 a.m. it was time for Korbyn's medicine so I got her out of bed and set her on their kitchen table.  I was standing right in front of her when all of a sudden I felt like I needed to vomit, the room started spinning, my ears were on fire and ringing and my vision was getting blurry.  I immediately put my head down on the table and started calling out Colton's name, but of course he couldn't hear me, so I just waited it out and it passed.  Weird, but still felt completely fine that whole morning.  We left their house about noon and I remember getting into our car and telling Colton I think I'm coming down with something, I'm not sure what exactly I just don't feel right.

Once we get home we all lay down for a little bit and about 1:30 I check my temperature and I'm running 101.8 and have slight body aches and the chills.  I then realize that the pain in my side is still there.  It's still not really bothering me, it's just not going away.  That night in bed it's getting a little more intense.  I notice that it doesn't hurt as bad if I lay on my right side, but if I rolled over in the middle of the night on my back or my left side it would hurt so bad that it would jolt me awake.  So the next morning I call the dr. at 8 a.m. to try and get an appointment, the earliest they had was 10:45.  When she lays me down on the table to examine my abdomen it was physically painful for me to try and lay down.  When she pushed her hands on my lower right side, tears started seeping out of my eyes, it was super tender.  She said the symptoms I have can lead to a number of things, it could be an ectopic pregnancy, cyst on my ovary, appendicitis, kidney stones etc.  She first was going to send me to Caldwell to get some tests run, then came back in and sent me straight to the ER.  She said I just have this feeling that it may be something a little more serious and I would rather have you at the hospital already.

I get in my car and call Colton to see if he could meet me to ride with me up there.  Of course I start crying when I get on the phone with him because obviously something is wrong, but we have no idea what.  We check into the ER at 12:45 and this is when I start to get a little pissed.  I know everyone deserves an equal opportunity to have quality health care, but this was ridiculous!  The ER was packed full and only a handful of these people looked like they needed medical attention.  Some of them were actually walking in with pizzas and sodas and saying hello to all their friends that they saw.  Then there were people like me who could barely sit down in their chair!  Like I said, I don't really want to go into it, but in MY situation I think things could have turned out a lot differently had I gotten immediate attention.  Anyway, about 4:00 they give me a contrast to drink so they can run CT scans at 5:45.  In the meantime they tell me that there was blood in my urine and my white blood cell count was high, not good.  They run the scans and a few minutes later a surgeon came in and told me that my appendix looks really bad on the scans and it may have already began to seep and we're going to be doing surgery in a little bit....uhhhh.....ok.

I just start tearing up because I'm so flippin scared.  I've never had surgery before!  And now all of a sudden I'm going to have emergency surgery?!  Thankfully Colton was there but I just wanted to see everyone, especially Korbyn, just one more time.  The surgeon was very blunt when he came in (which I'm glad he was) and said that although it's a simple surgery, my highest risk is the anesthesia.  There could be paralysis or death, and because it's an emergency I didn't have time to fast so there's a bigger chance of me aspirating so while they're operating they'll be applying a lot of pressure on my throat so nothing comes up.  At this point I'm kind of in a daze, like "this isn't really happening to me!"

I think it was about 7 when they were wheeling me down the hall and they told us to say our goodbye's.  They wheeled me into the operating room and I had to scoot myself onto the table and they didn't even count me down or anything, they just started going to work and put the mask on my face and I felt a pinch (I remember because I said "OW!") and then I was out.  It felt like I had just closed my eyes and then they were telling me to breathe after they took the tube out of my throat.  I can remember wanting to open my eyes and look around so bad but just physically not being able to.  Then the pain hit me.  Oh...my...goodness.  My stomach was on fire!  I've never felt a pain like that before, it was really intense.  Then a few minutes later they wheeled me into my room where my mom, dad, brother and Colton were all waiting for me.

When I'm a little more conscious they tell me that when he opened me up it had pretty much already ruptured and they had to do some major damage control.  They had to clean up everything that had seeped out of my appendix and that meant going deeper than just snipping my appendix off.  I've got about a 4 inch incision held together by 10 staples and a plastic tube coming out of my abdomen.  The drain that they put in me is still with me unfortunately!  I have my follow up appointment tomorrow where I'll get my staples and my drain out and then he'll give me more details on what I can and can't do.  I went into the hospital on Monday, discharged on Friday and haven't been able to do anything since!  I'm still really sore, but it's definitely getting a little better every day.  And of course to top things off, I was scheduled to take my second exam on Tuesday!  That's a whole different mess that we're having to deal with.

I just felt so bad for Korbyn the entire time.  I didn't get to see her until Thursday when they came up to the hospital.  I missed her terribly.  She stayed with Colton's mom and Wednesday evening they called and we got to talk to Korbyn.  I tried to talk to her as much as I could but when I heard her say "momma" after she heard me I had to put the phone down and I just started bawling my eyes out.  I missed her so much it hurt.  Thursday when they came in she would just look at me and the poor thing was so confused.  And it made it so much worse because I had my IV in one arm and my drain was sticking out on my other side, so they couldn't even set her down in bed with me, we could only air hug :(  It makes it really hard at home when she runs to me with her arms open wide and all I can do is squeeze her hands and giggle because I still can't pick her up.  It just breaks my heart about what she may be thinking or feeling about why her mommy won't pick her up!  I really do love you baby, and hopefully mommy can pick you up and give you the biggest hug ever very soon :)