5.25.2011

toddlers who don't listen

and other things that make me think... this will be a multi-part series... probably until it becomes "tweens who don't listen".


wren is definitely getting into the defiant age. it's been *interesting* to deal with her choices. she has figured out that if she gives a big grin that we will laugh and she could basically commit murder in our presence. we've had to hide our smiles and stifle our snickers and continue to discipline her even when she's stinkin' adorable. it's hard folks... just plain hard. also, she can now open twist tops, take her diaper off (that one's been a long time coming), get into drawers, climb on ANYTHING, and get things off the counter.... and open baggies... and eat mommy's very special cake bites. (made with cake, icing, and chocolate.... play therapy after one and a half of those puppies was pretty much pointless. it was like toddler ping pong in my living room.)
as i've posted on facebook several times (if you're friends with me you'll be bored- so feel free to skip this) i absolutely LOVE Raising Godly Tomatoes. her approach to child-rearing has been pretty life changing around our house. i had previously lamented that i had one of those kids that "spanking just didn't work for". (i definitely believe there every child is different and their discipline has to be specifically targeted to the need.) this approach has completely changed my mind. she teaches consistency and immediate responses to disobedience. those two things work like a charm.
here are the underlying tenants she asks parents to address:
1. what are your priorities? 
2. what are your beliefs in regard to authority? 
3. how willing you are to separate your children from the world?  
4. do you have a willingness to reject worldly parenting theories and adopt biblical principles and godly standards instead?
these questions are things that we've had to address, and then re-address, when new obstacles pop up (what about a big sister who doesn't want to share, has never had to share, and doesn't even really know what sharing means?), and when new parenting methods or ideas are presented to us. 
my favorite excerpt (from just the opening page) is this:
"Throughout the Old and New Testaments are stories of faith mixed with obedience, one working together closely with the other. As our Lord loves us and teaches us, He continually gives us commands and expects us to obey them. These are all very clear examples to us of how we are supposed to love and command our own children. In following our Lord's example we are not only painting a picture for our children, of what their relationship with God can be like someday, we are also instilling in them the type of faith that Jesus praised in this Roman centurion. Embrace the authority God has given you over your children, combine it with love and diligence, and use it for their good, to train them in the ways of Lord and lead them into eternal fellowship with Him."
what in innovative idea in this day and age! that we have an obligation to teach our children about authority, to teach them about rules and guidelines. 


i recently read an article in parents magazine. i always enjoy reading that magazine because i rarely agree with their discipline advice- and find it a useful tool in re-examining what i believe and why. back to the story.... they had some great points! i (surprisingly) agreed with the first 2 points. 
number one: stay calm, mom. this is something i seriously struggle with sometimes as wren and emeline are doing their "anti-vaccuum" thing and the dog is knocking off my glass on the table with her tail and the hubs is tracking mud in with his boots and then em pukes and i look over and wren has pulled every single wipe out and is flinging them in the air giggling. they're all adorable.... but sometimes it's a lot. it's really a lot. i try to take a deep breath, think about what's important... and be thankful for all the chaos. they're all signs of my many-MANY- blessings.
number two: set limits. they even went so far as to say "don't be afraid to draw lines that you expect your kid to never cross. but don't make too many of them." <-----i like that.  
ok. now, number three is what gets me thinking. number three: encourage cooperation. sounds great, eh? but when you read on it says "just recasting a directive as an option creates less resistance." ummm.. so, are you saying "don't tell them not to do something. just make it seem like they have a choice between two things you want them to do."? the idea of basically manipulating my children into doing something by not *telling* them to do it is crazy to me. absolutely crazy. i was talking to a friend today and she mentioned she'll be interested to see this generation of children grow up. how is this manipulation- this world of choices- going to effect their behavior and perception of adult life and the "real" world? of course, i think it's perfectly acceptable to give my kids choices- but not as a permanent parenting tool to get them to do what i want/need them to do.
i want my girlies (and any future children) to be prepared for life. to be ready for what this world is going to throw at them... the good and the bad. but, most importantly, i want them to understand authority. i want them to learn to submit to me so that they will ultimately understand submission to God. our job, as parents MUST be to get our children to heaven.
of course, the Godly Tomatoes way teaches to discipline consistently... it also teaches to discipline the heart. (ie. you won't be getting any soap in your mouth the first time you say a swear word. but if you defiantly fling poo at me when you know it's wrong you'll DEFINITELY be getting a spanking.) we'll talk more on those, equally important, ideas next time... here at the crazy morris mom discipline hour. :)


Children, be obedient to your parents in all things, for this is well-pleasing to the Lord.
- Colossians 3:20

Kristin's Story

It was Christmas Eve when Kristin McCollum dressed up for the 
family gathering at her parent’s home. She wore her black dress with red sweater, creamy red lipstick, and infectious laughter. The family celebrated the evening together and looked forward to the rushing in of the Christmas Day festivities. They had presents, home cooked food, and a family get-away to the beach. Unfortunately, while driving on the rainy roads from her country home toward the city, she swerved off the road, possibly to avoid a deer, and came to a life-threatening halt, pinned against a tree inside her car. It took over 45 minutes to evacuate her. For Kristin the only trip she took on Christmas Day was the rushing of an ambulance to Valley Medical Hospital where she has spent the last several months recovering from multiple injuries, included many broken bones, and a most traumatic brain injury that put her in a coma.

Kristin, a native San Jose, California, manager at Pizza My Heart, and extremely well-loved sister, daughter and family friend has been on the long and arduous road to recovery since that fateful Christmas day.
Kristin and her sisters,  Katie and Jenny

She has been under constant and intense care since the day of her horrible accident. She is a fighter, and God has blessed her and her family with new progress, hopes, and goals every day. Kristin was in the hospital for over 4.5 months and is now in a physical care facility in Bakersfield, CA. Her days are filled with a variety of therapies including speech, motion, memory, and routines for daily physical tasks.
Some of what lies ahead for Kristin is unknown, but with the goodness of God, all things are possible and have been made possible. You can be a part of that goodness.


If you would like to celebrate Wren’s 2nd birthday with us, in lieu of gifts we’re asking for donations to put toward Kristin’s recovery. Please use the paypal button in the side column.
We will be sending one lump sum check to the special account that has been set up for Kristin.

Your thoughtful generosity is an incredible blessing and aid in the fullness of Kristin’s recovery. 
<3 to you all.
Kristin @ CNS in Bakersfield where she continues her journey toward recovery! 

5.02.2011

wren says a word


yeah. just this one word.... but we were thrilled. she's seriously delayed in speech, and while we're almost 100% convinced that it's a will issue not a skill or development issue, it sure is great to hear her talking.



we absolutely LOVE ms. amy, our play therapist. she's fabulous and works so hard to get my stubborn child to speak.

on a side note we've been teaching her to sign. (i wish we would have done it from the beginning.) it's eased so much of her frustration to be able to sign what she wants!

our little bird is a big sister!!

emeline- our little bear
Over the past 6 months we've had the joy of raising daughter #2! Emeline joined us on November 8th of last year and has been in a hurry to catch up with Wren from day 1. :)

She's already crawling (started scooting at about 5 months!) and is babbling away... actually "talking" on par with Wren for the most part. (Wren being still delayed in speech.) Wren is a totally awesome big sister and is happy to give Em her pacifier when she's crying... or a piece of cheese... or some dog food.. you know- anything to make "mei- mei" happy! :)





9.07.2010

from the experts

that is, other preemie parents. i've collected these from a preemie message board i frequent (ok, i live there really). my friends have come up with some fabulous advice that they would love to give their pre-preemie selves. if you're a woman with a high risk pregnancy... or an impending preemie... take heart and listen to what these amazing women have to share.

what would you tell your pre-preemie self?
  • hold on tight, it's going to be a bumpy ride.
  • To take my concerns/worries seriously, and insist on a pelvic exam sooner. 
  • Enjoy every moment being pregnant. 
  • To enjoy my son for who he is and not worry so much about what he is/is not doing, that it's a tough road, but it is survivable, also that I will find an amazing group of women who are all so amazing and strong.
  • Change OBs, demand better care, quit work sooner, and you are stronger than you think. 
  • That it's worth it. That you can stay on bedrest longer than you ever thought possible and do things that you never imagined having to do because in the end you get the most amazing child out of it.
  • Find better doctors, even if it means traveling across the state.
  • It is all worth it.                                                                                                                              They will be okay.   
  • When told to take it easy/relax - do!                                                                                              Take lots of pictures, even if he is tiny!                                                                                      Demand that your BP is under control BEFORE they discharge you the first time. 
  • That it's going to be WAY harder than you already think that it's going to be.                                                                                                                                               
  • That you will get through it and they will be okay.                                                                      
  • To try to get therapy right away, don't wait. 
  • Relax more.       
  • Get a better OBGYN and MFM. Gaining 30 lbs in 2 weeks is NOT normal.                                                                                                                                        
  • Join a support group.                                                                                                                 
  • And remember, everything will be ok!                                                                                       
  • Not to blame it on myself. 
  • It really WILL be okay. 
  • I would definitely tell my pre-preemie self about the signs preterm labor. Every time I hear someone is pregnant now I have a strong urge to tell them the signs. I'd tell myself to DEMAND to see the doctor if anything seems wrong to me even if the nurse says it's all normal. And I'd tell myself to take pregnancy pictures. I don't have any pictures of myself pregnant. I always thought there would be more time.
  • There's no such thing as a "safe" preemie age, and just because lots of babies are fine after XX weeks doesn't mean yours will be just like that. There are worse things than being told you are "over-reacting" to symptoms you are experiencing. If you think you need to go to L&D, GO TO L&D. 
  • To enjoy being pregnant. To rest more. Talk to the doctor before my emergency c-section to see if there were any other options. That it will be OK. 
  • I'd tell myself what a contraction feels like, so that I'd go to the hospital instead of trying to ride out the 'gas pain.'                                                                                                                       
  • That it's not normal to feel THAT bad while pregnant.                                                                
  • To cherish the feeling of them moving inside, as it won't last long enough.                                
  • To stop working when I started feeling like crap.                                                                      
  • That things will be very hard, but we won't lose BOTH boys, and that Hunter will be okay. (Granted, had I followed my own advice back then, or known then what I know now, we might have had a very different outcome.)                                                                                           
  • And that it's not my fault, despite my own ignorance. 
  • That it isn't my fault. Everything will be okay in the end.  
  • Don't compare your baby to others. ALL babies are different.....no matter what size they were when they were born or how soon. ALL babies meet milestones when they are ready. It is not your fault and you do not deserve this. You were chosen to handle the situation. Pray and always believe! And.....if you think you have taken too many pictures take more! 
  • To celebrate my daughter's birth, even if it's too early.
  • Go out on leave at least a week before you think you're going to have your last week. Oh and those 'mild cramps?' They're contractions so lay down and keep your feet up.
  • It CAN happen to me. Nothing worth having comes easy. You are emotionally stronger then you think you are. To push for my doctor to take my concerns seriously. 
  • My gut instinct was right. You can handle way more than you ever thought you could! You are not to blame, you did not fail your precious baby! You & your husband's relationship will be strengthened beyond what you could imagine. You'll find a way to love him even more.  
  • If I knew I was gonna have a preemie I would tell myself                                                             1. That you can do this.  2. It is not your fault.   3. Prayers will be answered. God & angels are watching over.  4. Find the great and supportive ladies of the preemie palace and the bump sooner.   5. She is sooooo worth it. 
 (with few exceptions they're quoted directly.)

i literally cried while reading some of these... they hit so close to home. i think my answer to the question can only reinforce what's already been said.
trust your instincts about your body. demand attention and care. enjoy every single kick. cherish every single stretch mark. you will get through this... 98 days is going to seem like an eternity... but you'll have her home sooner than you know. get therapy... it can't hurt. take pictures of everything. help others with the experiences you've been through.

if you have any advice to share, please feel free to comment and let us know your experience.


if you're a preemie parent looking for advice or support you can join the private board mentioned above [www.thepreemiepalace.com] no lurkers are allowed and you will be asked to provide some details of your experience... i cannot stress enough the friendships that i've developed and the help and support that i've gotten from these ladies. this is a moderated and private board.
[thebump.com] also has a board that can offer lots of support and answer many questions. (it is a public board though, so there can be some drama, and sometimes some real idiots who have no business posting there.) it is a great place to lurk if you're looking for information but aren't ready to talk. :)

after a sabbatical

“the most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.” -elizabeth foley

i hope you all have been growing and been blessed during the recent break in my blogging. we sure have.

so, while i've been away here's what you've missed:
-wren started eating table foods
-wren started eating exclusively table foods in obscene quantities.. like a whole kid's meal. seriously. she gets her own serving at dinner. seriously.
-she started army crawling
-she started army crawling all over the house AND pulling her knees under her sometimes
-wren also started pulling her knees under her ALL the time! (except when she's holding food in both hands, in which case she still wriggles on her belly so she can eat while she's moving.)
-she started pulling up to stand on everything
-she took her first daddy assisted steps (before she would always just plop down on her butt. :)
-she's started nesting blocks, finding hidden toys under things, pointing to what she wants, signing (when she feels like it.)
-she has many consonants now. dada being her favorite. :)
-wren is going on tooth number 3!!!
-she's grown enough hair for a bow. we thought it would never happen- and just like everything- it did!
-she now has her "big girl" car seat... and is loving it. she outgrew the length on the peg... 30in and 30lbs... she'd probably be 3 before she outgrew the weight limit! :)
-she had her first swim
-and first trip to the zoo
-she learned how to drink from a straw
-she learned so much from her EI therapist... i've got to devote a post solely to our amazing therapist!
here are a few pictures:
pretty girl

our great traveler... 8 hour trip

she's always happy when she's eating!


and....

WE'RE ADOPTING!

which is the main reason for the break in updates. we've been making trips back home (where the birth mother lives) to go to appointments... and between that and doing all the paperwork and keeping up with wren... whew. this momma is tired! :)
here's a picture of our sweet emeline adel, due november 7 (but will probably be joining us a little early):


it's been so long... i feel like, where do i start?
i've got some really neat ideas about some posts i'm going to be doing in the near future... they'll be coming your way soon!

7.08.2010

please excuse the mess

while we redecorate. :)

i'll have a post on the little bird with some updates in the next few days.

6.28.2010

the party!

i've got tons of pictures.... but haven't been able to sort through them yet. here are some of the best ones. :)












after the big events, she totally passed out... it was a long day!


we were able to raise around $600 so far, and there is still more coming in! if you'd like to donate you can click to link to paypal on the right- it just takes a few seconds, and every little bit can help! :)
Gaby’s Story
She’s such an amazing little girl.
She’s had a long road; I’ll try to give an abridged version...

Her mom, Jasmine, ruptured at 14 weeks. That is where Gaby’s long road begins. There was no measurable amniotic fluid from 14 weeks on, and Gaby is apparently the youngest baby to survive having no fluid.

The doctors in the ER told her parents that she would die soon anyway, and they wanted to induce. They couldn’t bring themselves to induce while Jasmine was continually feeling her kicks, and knowing that she was still alive, learning that they would just leave Gaby out and she would "eventually die". Her parents decided to keep her in as long as she would stay. The doctors told Jasmine that she would get an infection and have to come back. She didn't. Four days later her regular obstetrician called and checked on her, telling her much the same thing. She said they basically begged her to induce.

Jasmine and Angel bought a Walmart fetal doppler and listened all the time. She put herself on bed rest. The doctors were still not giving her any positive options. At 19 weeks they brought Jasmine in and admitted her. She was still had no infection. She spent the next 8ish weeks on complete bed rest. Gaby’s heartbeat was strong, and every test they did had a positive result. The doctors couldn't understand it. Her doctor said he was going to "throw out the books" and "just learn from her baby"... because it was unprecedented. The doctors said those things while still telling her all the time that her baby would die within hours of birth, that it would likely be deformed… "not like a baby"... missing organs... etc. But they hung in there. They did a c-section at 26 weeks 4 days (remember 37-40 weeks is considered full term). Gaby was perfect, except her lungs- of course. She had a severe bowel issue (where part of the intestines die, called NEC) when she was just a few days old and the doctors told her parents she would never survive. She received a g-tube at a few months old after she wasn’t gaining enough weight… this allows her to be fed through a button on her stomach.

Now all of her organs are intact and work perfectly. Her lungs are the only problem... they are so unhealthy because of the lack of fluid during pregnancy. That is what has kept her on a ventilator for the first year of her life. They were never expected to grow or heal in any way. Her mom told me "she coded so many times it would make your head spin"....

Gaby had a procedure in March (I’m not sure exactly what it was...) and it caused inflammation in her tracheotomy and they had to transfer her from Baton Rouge to Houston. They’ve been there for several months now. At one point, she got an infection and they told her mom she wouldn't make it- to call in her dad, Angel. He was 4-5 hours away, in Louisiana, at work. They pronounced her dead after an hour... turned off all the machines, and let her mom hold her.... Jasmine told me she just cried, and sang... talked to her and prayed over her... and Gaby started moving!!! The nurses rushed over and were like "what did you do?!!" Angel actually has a picture on his facebook from just a few hours after she was pronounced dead. Her doctor said it's nothing they did, "it's the Great Physician at work". Honestly amazing! What a miracle child!

Up until the past few weeks they wouldn't even approve physical therapy for Gaby because they said it would be wasted. They wanted her parents to be "realistic". Now they've approved it and the therapists have said that she has low tone- from being in a bed her whole life- but doesn't seem to have any big issues, they expect her to catch up to normal in about 2 years.

Gaby’s parents met with the transplant board last week and they believe that she may not need a transplant after all. It seems that she is, again, defying the odds and her lungs are continuing to grow and develop some healthy, functioning, parts. They think she *may* be able to go home on a nasal cannula (the clear tube of oxygen that Wren came home on) in about 3 more months. (Gaby’s ventilator settings have been halved in the past few weeks.)
        
And just this week Gaby passed a swallowing test that now has her able to eat by mouth! She’s been enjoying applesauce and bottles for the past few days now!

Gaby’s story is one of hope and encouragement… and a testament to the power of prayer.






6.09.2010

a 1 year old little bird


can you believe it's been a year?

wren eliza morris
1lb 11oz
13.5 in
june 4, 2009

16 lbs (more or less)
27.5 in
june 4, 2010

when you add 5 pounds to her birth weight (saying she could have been about 6lbs 11oz at term birth) she would be about 21 lbs for her first birthday... those numbers seem pretty good to me!


this birthday we celebrated

5.27.2010

crazy life

that's what this is.. just one big- fat- crazy- life.

i've been MIA for the last few weeks just sort of dealing with some things... i was so stressed out last weekend that i had a twitch in my eye. (laugh it up- go ahead- but it's stinkin' annoying! :)

the loss of justice hit really close to home for us. even though i didn't know his mom well she was on a few of the message boards i frequent... making it more shocking than if we were complete strangers. and, knowing that justice was born at 27 weeks... bpd kid... so many similarities to wren... he just got sick more. that could be us... that could easily be us.  and then this past week another sweet angel got her wings. born at 26 weeks, weighing only 8.5oz... breathe easily sweet evelyn....

i'd like to give prematurity a swift kick to the shin and a throatpunch. this.just.sucks. i'm reminded how blessed we've been... we've had things so easy compared to some. i suppose this life is all about perspective isn't it?


ok... enough depressing prematurity hating for now. here are some other things we've got on our plate:

5.21.2010


those of you who know me from facebook or message boards have probably already heard... a sweet little boy got his wings yesterday. 

when i was thinking about what to write... what could i say?  the survivor's guilt... the heartbreak for that family.... the terror that i went to wal-mart yesterday and didn't bring the shopping cart cover? things like this hit so close to home and are a wake up call for all of us preemie parents. we can't let ourselves "just not worry about it", we can't live by the "it's good for their immune systems" mantra (which i would normally wholeheartedly embrace), every single exposure to illness could lead to an infection that could claim the life of our little one. i know people think we're overprotective... germaphobes, crazy parents, but this is the reality we live in every day.

thadd and i have both shed tears over justice, his life, his fight, and his departure from this world... we can't even imagine what the blakey family is going through right now. i think my friend over at [fertile hope] says it best, so i'll just quote her:

Prematurity claimed another victim today
Justice was a 27 weeker with chronic lung disease who fought through a terrifying case of RSV this past winter. He recently contracted a lung infection and the combination of those things overwhelmed him today. He was a fighter through and through, and battled long and hard. But he was 20 months old and had endured more than many people do in a lifetime. 
Tonight he breathes freely and rests peacefully amongst the angels. Please give the family your thoughts, prayers and condolences. 
And hug your children a little closer tonight. I know I am.
-Trish


thanks trish, for putting it so beautifully. 




please remember this family in your thoughts and prayers. if you're interested in donating to the family please let me know and i will send you the link. 

5.18.2010

early intervention evaluation

[here] is the original post on early intervention... a little about the oklahoma ei program.
[here] is the post telling about how she did on the tests, and that she didn't qualify for ei.


these are some of the things they tested her

alicia graduates and we take pictures

because she's actually that cute.....




happy as a clam!

that girl is always interested in food!


thadd and grandma donaghey

alicia and miranda- the graduates
wren and her papa


wren and her grandma

5.11.2010

post it note tuesday




it's time for post it note tuesday folks.... saying what you want, in as few words as possible. (as you can imagine, this is rather trying for me.)














































this girl knows how to relax


2.5 months: <5lbs


"if only i had had a hot stone massage...."






11 months:  >15lbs
"now, how can i get those ducks over here without moving? and where are the jets in this thing?"


let's talk about sex offenders

do they exist? yes. do we watch too much "law & order: SVU"? well, that'd be a yes as well. do shows like "to catch a predator" depict an accurate portrayal of the sex offender samplings in our area? probably not.

here are some of my personal experiences with the topic:

during my time as a domestic relations legal assistant i saw some pretty strange things.... mostly icky

5.10.2010

i would never....

Mckmama- Not Me Monday

i stinkin' love not me mondays.... it gives me a chance to get all the things i didn't do off my chest... all the things i don't think about... all the things i would never consider.... whew. i'm glad i'm waaaaay too perfect to ever do any of these things.

i never catch myself giving the little bird commands... commands that we use for the dog. NEVER. "stay!" "leave it!" (i'm sure when she's crawling/walking we'll have even more things we'd never say- "sit" or "come".)

i would never even consider using baby wipes if i found, after going to the bathroom, that i was out of toilet paper. that would be... just... unseemly. (and way too embarrassing to ever share.)

i don't find myself secretly longing for the days when you could leave your baby in the car while you "just ran in" to a store, dropped off some mail, forgot your purse inside, or need to pay for gas. it is just way too irresponsible... i would never even think about it.

and....

i do not. ever. walk away from binkies when we drop them in public. that would be like littering wouldn't it? it's not like i can put it back in her mouth... it's not like i have a million more at home.... i never leave them sitting there without more than a second thought.


everyone grab the graphic and list all the things you've never done! :)

it's all mim's fault

wren had her first cheeto... she'd better not get used to that....


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once she had a hold of it you couldn't pry it away from her! 

to counteract the 2 cheese puffs she had to do 15 minutes of belly time, a goat's milk cleanse, and eat a handful of kale/spinach veggie puffs. :)