Monday, December 31, 2012


Tomorrow is the start of "Operation Get In Shape." I'm SO excited to get back into running. I even have my plan written out on a calendar that my 8 yr old made and gave me for Christmas. It's going to take a lot of will power, but I've done it before and I can do it again. I've signed up for 3 races so far this year. I'm SO tempted to sign up for a race every month, but I'm trying to take it easy and do it right.

Happy New Year!!! I hope everyone's year is an amazing one. :)

Saturday, December 22, 2012

He's home!!

On the 19th I stayed over night at the hospital to show the doctor that Emmett nursed just fine. On the 20th (our 9th wedding anniversary) we were able to bring our boy home!!!! It's soo nice to have him home. The kids love him to death!!

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

A move in the right direction.

Well, they moved little Emmett from the NICU to the infant unit. That's a great step.

Now they're all about the feedings. For some magical reason he does full feedings with me here, but at night he'd rather sleep. What a wonderful concept, sleeping at night... I just wish they'd send him home to feed. He's above his birth weight and he's not losing weight so, I don't see the concern.


I think I might start one of those simple couch to 5k programs at the start of the new year. I figure I'm going to start from scratch. I'm tired of being slow and just trotting along. I want to be faster and I want to do better on my races. I think my ultimate goal for this year is to run a half marathon in less than 2 hours. I think that's a good start.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Another new adventure

Well, I'm starting again. It's been a while and right now I really feel the need to get back to writing.

On December 4th, 2012 (at 38weeks) after a few hours of labor our 5th child, Emmett, was born at 12:49am. He was 7lb 3oz and 19" long. Within a few seconds of delivery they took him from me and within 4 hours they were taking him to Primary Children's Hospital for breathing problems. My husband went with them in the ambulance and was there for about 13 hours before I could get the doctor to release me to get over there to be with them.

It turned out little Emmett didn't have surfactant in his lungs so they didn't want to work right. Then it turned out that he got a form of pneumonia on top of that. Then they did a heart echo an found that he had PPHN on top of that which was making it even harder to breathe. Every day for 2 weeks (so far) I've been driving the 45 min drive to the hospital in the morning and then driving back home to be with the other kids. Our neighbors have been amazing through it all. They've watched our kids, brought us meals, and given us any support we've needed. It's tough not having family close, but its great having awesome neighbors.

I haven't wanted to run more in the past year as I have in the past two weeks. It sucks having to recover from delivery and a uterine infection and not being able to run to relieve all the stress from this experience.

Right now, while I sit in the hospital with my boy in my arms and listening to the nurses talk and the bells ding, I dream about running outside in the cold as fast as I can to free myself from the stress.

Emmett is doing better. His oxygen needs are minimal, his last heart echo looked good (the PPHN might be gone), and now they're keeping him here another week to make sure he's feeding well. I've been pumping every day and our freezer is stocked full of milk for when he gets home.

He's such an adorable boy. I miss him so much, even when he's here in my arms. I just want to take him home so we can be together as a family. I'm sure the nurses think I'm nuts bawling at the drop of a hat, but I feel like my limit has been reached and I need to let it all out.