Happy 3 yrs miracle baby!

Today I am humbled, grateful, and so darn excited that my miracle baby turned 3. Well technically she doesn't turn 3 for another 3 hrs and 15 min but still!!! She is such an amazing person. I was just thinking about how much more her birthday means to me. Mylee was born at 36 weeks at 5 lbs 6 oz and 17 3/4 in long. She was born at 11:19 p.m. after not even 4 hrs in the hospital. She was a blue smurf when she was born. She LOVED and LOVES to snuggle. She was my good nurser. I had the most amazing and positive experience with nursing with Mylee. When Mylee was 23 days old on Shaun and My's 3rd wedding anniversary she was admitted to the NICU at St. Lukes in Twin Falls. She weighed 4 lbs 7 oz at 3 weeks old and not one doctor in the NICU (there were 7) or nurse thought that she would live 24 hours. She was put in the NICU because the NICU is a sterile environment and they knew if they put her in the PICU she would catch something from another child and would die. She was so little.
This is Mylee at 1 day old with her sister!
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This is Mylee the day she was admitted into the NICU.

Mylee had a bladder infection that backed up to her kidneys. Her kidneys stopped working spreading ecoli through her blood stream and then spreading sepsis into her stomach. From there Mylee contracted spinal meningitis. Mylee was so sick. While in the NICU I had surgery to remove my gallbladder and lost my milk. I also worked extremely hard and got my milk back. Mylee loved having me in the hospital with her. I remember one time the nurse called me and said your daughter is being naughty and fussing for no reason come back and hold her!!! It was past holding time but that day I held her non stop for over 12 hrs!!! Mylee stopped her boobing as soon as I got there too!!! She just wanted mommy!!! Mylee had such a special relationship with her grandpa that passed and his wife until she passed last week. She knew them and talked to my grandpa's pictures every time we went to see grandma.

This is my four generation picture of my dad me my kids and my grandma.Mylee was so special to my grandma because she was the only great grandchild that she could hold. She would spend hours holding Mylee because Mylee was so tiny. I really believe that part of the reason she was born so small and stayed so small for so long was so that my grandma could have this opportunity. I also believe that she went through her NICU struggles so that she could bond with those beyond and those here on this Earth together. Mylee has taught me soooo many things. The one thing she continues to teach me OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER again is patience. I still haven't mastered it! In fact she just got spanked as I am writing this!!! She also just beat her sister over the head. Oh she's trying me :) (i put her to bed an hour ago)
No matter how much she tries me I still LOVE to see this!



I looked away for 2 seconds and she had grabbed frosting and was diggin in!!!

I'm soooo grateful that Mylee doesn't have any major side effects from being in the NICU. The doctor commented at one of her last visits that there is no way that he'd ever be able to tell she had meningitis if he didn't know her history. She's perfect and in some things a little above her age. She didn't speak until a year and a half old and that first word at 16 months made me cry.

this picture makes me laugh so hard. This is such a TYPICAL MYLEE photo. Infact this is how 90% of our photo shoots turn out!!! If you can believe it this was only 20 min after we started it and all but a few were pictures of me and my baby belly!!! It's typical Mylee.

This is another photo shoot with Mylee that she didn't want to participate in. One day she'll look back and laugh as much as I do at these pictures!!!
She's such a spit fire and she has energy coming out the wazuu. I have a hard time keeping up with her!!! So here's to you my amazing 3 yr old. Grow more, learn more, and keep loving us the way you do!! you make me smile and laugh every single day. There's not a day goes by that I don't almost cry because of you being you. Your favorite phrase is "I'n my own girl!!" and you haven't stopped telling us that you're the birthday girl not us!!! Our lives wouldn't be complete without you!!! So here's to me making it 1 more year learning patience!!!!

If this paper doesn't kill me.....

I'll be doing good! It's my FINAL for English and I'm stuck at the beginning of page 5. I have to have 6 pages done.....I swear this semester is going to be the death of me :) On a lighter note I have registered for all of my fall classes! I'm taking a First aid/CPR class 1 night a week for 1 1/2 hrs and then I'm taking Intro to Allied Health online. Shaun took this class his very first semester of school. He said the class was fairly easy the only reason why he got a C instead of an A or B is because he had surgery 2 days before finals and was on painkillers when he took his final which affected his grade greatly. He doesn't have a horrible GPA just not a 4.0 so I convinced him to take summer semester off and with the fall semester retake a couple of classes hes gotten C's in due to surgery during finals week. Because of my charm and whit (that's what I'm chalking it up as!) he is taking the same online class that I am taking this semester with the same teacher.....can you say SCORE FOR ME!!!! He's already taken the class so there's helpful points for me and we can help each other with this class where we're taking it together! PLUS every teacher that does online classes does open book tests so WE should ace this class!!! woo hoo Cheree good thinking! :)

trials

sorry let me get my rant out first. It's kinda long. I'm sitting her just thinking. Why do we have trials? And when we say we don't want anymore why do we get a ton more? Seriously why do people say what doesn't kill us makes us stronger because I can honestly say I don't feel that much stronger after our latest set of trials. I feel depleted I feel worn out and more then ever I feel like I've struggled and barely made it out alive. This pregnancy has been really hard on our family. I'm 24 weeks and I have migraines sometimes 3 times a week. Bad ones, ones where I can't function and get out of bed. Up until a month ago I had morning sickness so bad I couldn't get out of bed because the room would spin. I've been cramping non stop with this little guy and it's been extremely hard on me. I've had to lean on Shaun which I feel like he's completely bent over from my leaning. It's been a struggle and I wouldn't take this baby back for nothing but I could do without being pregnant that's for sure! And I'm not complaining about the actual physical part of being pregnant it's more that it's wearing on me and Shaun and the kids. On May 1st of this year it will be 2 yrs since Shaun was hurt and we are STILL on workman's comp. The only difference between now and 2 yrs ago was 1. Shaun is in constant pain everyday. It never goes away yet he still tries to do everything he once did before. Most things he can't do but he tries at least. 2. The difference in pay. Workman's comp just decided a month ago to cut us done 600 bucks a month. That's my house payment. I just don't understand how they can do that knowing that Shaun is legally not allowed to get another job and he still has a family to provide for. It's frustrating. Tayla has chicken pox while Mylee is in waiting. That's hard being cooped up day after day with wild kids just wanting to play at the park and play with their friends that they can see playing outside. It's even harder to wrap myself around the dumb washer that quit working with a load of laundry still sitting in it. Apparently they needed to soak longer! However negative and ranty this may be I do know that we will be taken care of. Heavenly Father's not just gonna ditch me now. He's taken me down this path the last 2 yrs so I know he won't lead me off course. He's got something better in the end. (hopefully a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow to buy me a new washer!) but until I get to the end I have to just follow him. I found this cute little craft block that i had bought from DI forever ago. It says Faith Makes Miracles. It really does. If I didn't have faith I'd be ok this trial would be harder then it already is, and trust me it's pretty hard. I had THE HARDEST time wrapping my head around the fact that there was suppose to be another baby born into our family. I struggled so bad with almost losing Mylee that it was "easier" for me to like our family just the way it was; mom dad and two little girls. It took both Shaun and I a year before we finally listened to the promptings of the spirit and got pregnant. That in itself has been such a hard trial for me. I KNEW without a doubt in my mind that Blake was suppose to join our family yet I knew I had to have FAITH to do it because without faith I would have been done having kids. Heavenly Father just needed me to be obedient. I was and although this pregnancy isn't starting off great I really believe I'll be truly blessed in the end just for having faith and being obedient. A few weeks ago in church this missionary got up and talked about the foot prints in the sand poem. If you haven't read the poem go here it's amazing. http://www.footprints-inthe-sand.com/index.php?page=Poem/Poem.php The poem talks about how this person always saw 2 sets of foot prints in the sand. One was hers one was the Saviors. She said that during the hard times there was just 1 set and she had felt the Lord had abandoned her and he said that he hadn't that it was during those hard times that He picked her up and carried her through the sand. This is so amazing to me. I know the Lord won't abandon me instead He'll carry me through it all I just have to have FAITH that He will be there and help me.