Saturday, October 30, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Most days you kind of just exist in a fog, driving back and forth from the hospital.
It's been confirmed she has a severe case of pneumonia that is very aggressive and has infected her entire body. She continues to be on a ventilator and started dialysis on Saturday to help her kidneys rid her body of all the toxins left behind from the infection.
Doctors all remain very optimistic she will beat this, it's just going to take a lot of time and patience. They anticipate she will remain in the ICU on the ventilator for at least another 10-12 days.
I've been down at the lake with my dad this week, thankfully work was slow and I could take the time off. I plan on staying here through the weekend and then will head back to KC. Our newest mission is to find Jamie a daycare since it looks like grandma....aka our nanny.....is going to be out of commission for awhile.
And because this blog could use a little cheering up, who can resist this little face.....
Friday, October 22, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
I've talked many, many....MANY times about my slight obsession with crappy reality TV and pre-teen shows. I'm not proud of it, but it's just for entertainment right? If I was trying to educate myself in the evenings I'd pick up a book.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I've been pretty blessed in the friends department.
All of these lovely ladies were my bridesmaids along with my sister in law Jade. Each one is very different from the other but together balance out my life. I don't know what I'd do without them!
And last but certainly not least are the wonderful women I've met through blogging. When I started this thing I never in a million years expected to meet such awesome people. In a new town where I'm still trying to find my place, I'm lucky to have these ladies make it feel a little bit more like home!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Jamie was talking up a storm the other night....but of course the minute I whipped out the camera he stopped. Either way he makes me happy everyday!
Now it's Mean Girls
Friday, October 15, 2010
He's a lover of all things wine, video games and sports.
We joke that if worm races were a sporting event on tv....he'd watch it.
He could live off of Runzas and LaCasa's pizza.
He's the king of bullshit.
But as far as big brothers go, he's a keeper.
One of the first few days after I was born, my proud big brother waited outside all day long to tell everyone his little sister had arrived. He also took it upon himself to invite the mailman in to show me off. A bit of a shock to my mom as she comes downstairs to find a strange man standing over my bassinet. We continued to be best pals in those early days. Building forts out of the couch cushions and having "sleepovers" in the hallway. You see, our mom would never let us stay in each others rooms, but apparently we found a loop hole....cause one night she found us sleeping on the floor in our doorways which were right across from one another.
We went through those awkward "I hate you" teen years but as soon as I started high school and he went away to college we became friends again. We bonded over KState football and weekends at the lake. We worked together at Arby's. He generously "gave" me "his" car for my 16th Birthday....ya know, the one my parents had bought him 4 years earlier. He took me out drinking for the first time and gave me shots of tequila. Apparently a rite of passage in the David family. I snuck him into the Ohio State vs Michigan game using my sorority sisters student ID. Not an easy task. When a boy broke my heart he offered to beat him up. The day I graduated from college he got me a bottle of Cristal so I could drink it straight up, just like P. Diddy. He's the reason I can "proudly" say I've walked barefoot across the state lawn of Texas. We stood up for each other at our weddings and he was there the day Jamie was born. I don't think I say it enough...but he's a pretty great big brother and I'm lucky to have him.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
I didn't really date anyone seriously through high school or college. It wasn't until I was 24 that I had my first real boyfriend. The first person I said "I love you" to. At the time I thought it was love. But in hind site I realize it really wasn't. I think I was in love with the idea of love. At 24 when all the people around me were planning weddings and finding their soulmates I was starting to fear I'd never be in their shoes. I'd be the eternal third wheel. Always the bridesmaid...never the bride. So I did the worst thing a girl can do. I let myself fall in love with the first person I found. I let him break my heart. I was young and foolish. I'll admit it. But do I regret it? Nope. Because in the end it taught me what real love was. That's the love I have for my husband. The kind where you don't have to be someone you're not. The kind that doesn't lie to you. The kind that makes you feel like the prettiest girl in the room. The kind that's unconditional. That's the kind of love everyone deserves and I feel like the luckiest girl alive everyday knowing that I've found it. Even if I did have to kiss a few frogs along the way.