Oxygen..

I remember my Junior year of High School. I started to get winded often. I had a cough that wouldn't go away, and my body just didn't seem right. My Mom took me to the doctor and I was diagnosed with a variety of things. And finally after weeks of waking up short of breath, endless tests and every other thing you could imagine I was diagnosed with asthma. I was sixteen and had no idea that you could just 'get' asthma. And I had no idea how much my life would change forever.

My senior year of high school and the subsequent months after high school my asthma was crazy out of control. I landed my butt in the hospital more times than I care to admit, sometimes in the ER, and sometimes admitted and treated for days at a time. Who knew that breathing could be so hard?! Who knew that oxygen was completely vital.. and something I would have to focus on getting?! Okay I knew it was vital.. but seriously I never imagined having to focus on breathing so much. Breathe in, breathe out.

I continued on a course with ER visits and many problems over the years. Finally Advair came out and I became the poster child for Advair.

Before Advair=not breathing.

After Advair=breathing like a rockstar!

Let's fast forward to last year. We moved. We moved far away and moved to one of the worst places in the nation for allergies and for asthma. Awesome huh? And my Advair has failed me. Over the past year I have watched my lungs slip back to where they were when I was a Senior in high school. Slip back to extreme irritation and rapid reactions. I walked up my stairs last night and it took all my effort to get the oxygen in and out. I used my handy dandy inhaler and rested a bit before washing my face. As I stood in the bathroom staring in the mirror I remembered life before. I remembered walking up the stairs when I was 15 and not having a problem. Running and not wheezing. Doing whatever I wanted without coughing my head off. And I wondered why it came on so late in life. To be honest I think having it forever would be easier. I remembered life before doctors considered me a severe asthmatic. When fires didn't cause me to gasp. When cleaners didn't make it impossible for me to breathe. When mold didn't cause an instant attack. When everything outdoors didn't cause me to have to focus on breathing. I remembered life before my nebulizer. Life before my inhaler became my best friend. Life before tons of asthma/allergy drugs everyday. Life before.

Last night I missed my life before. Last night I was ready for my life before to come back. And this life where oxygen is often a constant thought to be a thing of the past. I wondered if my kids will have my same fate? I sure hope not. And then I went to bed. Wishing that it this things wasn't a part of my life. And that I could just get new lungs. Wouldn't that be nice?

And then I woke up this morning. I grabbed my inhaler took a hit before I could go anywhere, stumbled down the stairs and focused on breathing and catching my breath. And I was reminded of the little things in life. My children who are compassionate and willing to help Mom in any way. They know to grab my nebulizer when I need it. They will willingly find my inhaler when I lose it. I am reminded that life could be much worse. While this is a trial for me, many other people suffer much worse. And how blessed I am to be born now when there are medicines that open my airways and make it so I can breathe. Had I been a pioneer I would have died a million times by now. While I like oxygen to flow in easily. And I like not thinking breathe in.. breathe out.. relax.. just breathe. I am grateful for my blessings... and my trials.

Happily Ever After

Ten Years. It seems like a long time when I think about it. It sounds like a long time. But it feels like it has flown by faster than I can blink.

Ten Years ago we didn't have this boy.

Ten Years ago we didn't have this girl.
Ten Years ago we had each other. We were married for time and all eternity in the Portland, Oregon Temple. Ten Years ago I started my happily ever after.

To celebrate our Ten Year we spent the whole day together. We went to the dermatologist for me.. where I now have two stitches on my forehead. So stupid. Thankfully my hair covers it! We ate at a fabulous Bagel Shop for lunch. We watched a movie at home. We took our kids out to dinner with us. And then we hit a concert. Randy won tickets to Blink 182 with Panic at the Disco, and Fall Out Boy. He also won backstage passes. Lucky boy! We learned that backstage passes are really overrated. Sadly we weren't allowed to take any pictures with Blink 182 or of them. We did get an autograph.. I wanted a picture, not an autograph. But whatever. We enjoyed the experience.

I don't have any pictures of Panic at the Disco. I wasn't allowed to bring in my nice big camera, I brought the little point and shoot. It did pretty good. I like some of Panic at the Disco's music, but they definitely weren't my favorite band.

Fall Out Boy did a good show. Check out the lights!

We were ready for Blink 182 to come out! And we were excited. Can you tell?
And they came out. And they rocked it.

And then our night came to an end.

And tonight I go to bed feeling like a Princess. A Princess who has her Happily Ever After. I married the right guy for me. The one who loves me more than anyone else. The one who I love the most. The one who keeps me laughing all of the time. After ten years I couldn't be any luckier! Love you babe!

...and they lived happily ever after.

A few things

I have decided that all blog posts are better with pictures. If you don't want to be overwhelmed with pictures of my children run away. I like pictures, they make me happy. I like sharing my pictures so you can pretend if you are far away you are really seeing us. And are up on all that is going on. This is a typical Sunday picture after Church when we are enjoying family time. The kids are wearing whatever outfit they want. Little Miss may, or may not match. Little Man doesn't do much better. They are outside with the dogs playing and happy. And often they have Kool-Aid mustaches. The way summer should be.
Another thing. I really thought I was going to have a hard time with both of my children in school. I miss them. It's quiet. It's totally different than what my life has been the last almost eight years. But I am finding things to keep my busy. And I love that I have time to get all the things done I need to before they are home. (Not that it always happens.. but hopefully I will get better at that.) And when they are home it is all about them. I love that!

I keep thinking I need to be a little more hmm.. what's the word. Dare I say.. crafty? I am not sure if that is the right word, but I want to do more creative things. Maybe? I keep thinking I need a project. I need to sew something. Or make something. I am still not sure what though.

And lastly. I am loving the warm weather. But this time of year always makes me want to bust out my fall clothes. But I am wearing my shorts as long as I can. I will grow tired of my fall clothes long before winter is over. And I will miss my warm summer days. So I am fighting it, and enjoying my shorts a while longer.

Two Front Teeth

They have been wiggly for months. I have wanted them out. I love this toothless grin. She has wanted them out. And I was sick of them wiggling in all directions. Tonight she let Randy pull them out. She couldn't be happier. And neither could I.

Colts Game!

Our seats were high. Way.up.high. We were closer to the roof, than we were to the field. But we had a fabulous view of everything. It was amazing to see the sea of blue. Colts fans are loyal. I was amazed at the amount of people in Colts jersey's. It was crazy.

They had the roof open, it was hot. (I loved that it was hot.) And we could look out and see part of the city in front of us. The stadium was packed with loyal Colts fans. And me. I was just there for the experience and for the pictures. Let's be real. I loved looking out across the Stadium and the field.

Little Miss and Little Man were so excited to be there. You can feel it right?
I was so excited to get pictures of the Colts in action. I must admit being that high up.. we were on the 600 level it.. it was hard for me to keep track of the ball. Much less pay attention to anything that was going on. But I could get pictures. And really for me, that's all that matters.
Randy was loving the game. He was enthralled and enjoyed being at an NFL game. His second one ever. A first for the rest of us.
Little Man took advantage of binoculars. He kept telling me what the cheerleaders and mascots were doing.
And a self-portrait of Randy and I. I didn't wear blue. I think I might have been the only one.
And lastly we left after the third quarter. It was late. The kids were tired. And the Colts were losing horribly. It wasn't going to turn around. And we were ready to get home. We got a quick family picture in front of Lucas Oil and then headed home. Even though we left early it still took us a very long time to get home. It was fun. We loved it.

Blue Friday

Blue Friday. That is what today is. Or at least I am told it is. Every Friday while the Colts are playing people wear Blue, and they wear their jersey's if they have them. I don't have one.. and I am quite fine with that. But the kids have them. And Randy has one also.

We are so excited for the first game, and even more excited that we are going to be there. The kids can't wait for school to be over today so we can go to their first NFL game. And frankly, neither can I.

Back to School.. Back to School..

To prove to Dad that I'm not a fool.. I got my lunch packed up.. My boots tied tight.. I hope I don't get in a fight... Back to school.. back to school..

Okay that's not why my kids are going back to school. But I always think it. And since this is my blog.. we have to get my thoughts on it. And one more thing. Because it is my blog. I get to share a shameless amount of pictures of my children on this first day of school. We will start with Little Miss. She chose this outfit and loves it. I feel it totally suits her. Our Pink Princess.



Little Man has new faces for pictures. A total cheese smile. It rocks. Let me tell you. On occasion I get his real smile. It normally takes me talking about his current crush or pretending to fart. He loves that one. Classy. I know.

This is the only picture I have of him before school.. the busy was eight minutes early. How dare they cut into my photo time with my son. Don't they know I am on a mission?

After school the kids were all smiles! They loved their first day. My big 2nd Grader.
My big 1st Grader. She loved eating lunch at school.
This is a true smile from Little Man. He is dreaming about his crush. Cracks me up.
And a few sibling pictures. Little Man wasn't so sure about this... but then he realized no matter what it was going to happen. And Little Miss was happy to snuggle up close and get her fair share of camera time.



And with this they were done.

The kids loved their first day back. They cannot wait until tomorrow. And I am proud to say I did quite well. I missed them. But I didn't cry. I kept myself busy and they day was quite productive.

He's Mine!

Do you know how lucky I am? I do. Most of the time. Occasionally I forget and then I remember again very quickly. Randy. My husband. Is by far the best guy in the world. Hands down. He is the hottest man. And he has my heart completely. How lucky am I? He's mine!

And I even have proof to show you how hot he is. Check him out. But not too closely. He is still mine.

She adores her Daddy. He is her hero.

He still makes my heart flutter. And my palms sweat.
He wants to be just like his Daddy when he grows up. He is his hero.
I am not sure I say it enough. Or express it enough. I am grateful that you Randy are mine. I count you amongst my blessing every night. Loved you yesterday. Love you still. Always have. Always will.

These are pictures from our downtown shoot. More to come.

I'm a Total Baby

Thanks Alan for the picture!

Today we went with friends on a fabulous float trip down a river.. can I call it a river? A creek is more like it. But it was fun. We sat on tubes.. We laughed. We had fun. We relaxed. We giggled. And me.. I cried. But just a teeny bit with my sunglasses on.

We were on the 'beach' and a big old bumble bee stung me. Now when I was a kid, I was stung SEVERAL times. I have had a variety of reactions.. and eventually was told I needed an epi-pen with me because of those darn bees. But it has been several years since a bee has stung me.. and while I have an epi-pen with me in my purse for various reasons.. I didn't take one with me today. And I got stung. And right on the tip of my index finger. It hurt. A lot. In fact I screamed. LOUDLY. And my friends quickly rushed to help me. They are angels like that. Beth got mud to put on my finger to help. And I kept thinking this hurts WAY more than I ever remember when I was a kid. And holy crap... what if I am really allergic... what if I need my epi-pen. Doesn't look like it will do me any good now. And I know I panicked. And I stood there freaking myself out more and more.. and I could feel my eyes starting to water. I was grateful I had my sunglasses on, I was hoping no one would notice my sheer panic and hysteria. Because I was about ready to lose it. And after a couple of minutes I was still breathing. My finger had only swelled slightly and I figured I wasn't going to die, or have a horrific reaction.

So, I calmed down. YAY ME! I like to pretend I didn't completely freak out. But I did. I like to pretend that because I had sunglasses on no one saw my eyes welling up with tears. But I am sure they did. I like to pretend I was calm and cool. But I wasn't. So let's face it. Me+Bee=Cry Baby Freak Out.

The rest of the float was uneventful. It was peaceful. The kids loved every minute of it. We saw hawks or eagles... or some sort of big birds flying. There is something serene and peaceful about floating down a creek and just enjoying nature. And I enjoyed seeing a new part of Indiana.

Not the best blogger..

But I have been busy. I have a fabulous back to school picture special going right now. Go HERE to learn all about it.

I have tons of pictures to edit. And I mean tons. Some for my clients.. and some for me. Mine always come last. My Dad had heart surgery last week. It went wonderful. We feel blessed. I know that prayers were answered and he is recovering beautifully. Thankfully it wasn't open heart but it was still scary nonetheless.

Summer vacation is over in one week. ONE WEEK. I am still in shock. Where did the summer go? Did you know we didn't break 90 once in July. And only 5 times in June. Sad huh? I think so. What kind of summer is that? Not the right kind for me. I want my heat. And I am sad my kids are going back to school for all.day.long. I am going to miss having them around running wild. But they are both counting down the days until school is back in session.

My husband is the most awesome guy ever. I often wonder how I got so lucky. Lately I have been feeling extremely blessed to be married to my best friend. To someone who knows me better than I know me. To someone I can always count on. To someone who keeps me laughing all of the time. To someone who believes I am better than I really am.

And today I am feeling grateful. Grateful for my family. My children are the biggest blessing in my life. My parents are wonderful. I love seeing them, and miss them greatly when they are gone. My sister is the best sister anyone could have. Hands down. I have wonderful in-laws who love me with all my quirks. I have wonderful brothers who I see rarely but love dearly. I am grateful for the blessings of an eternal family. And for my eternal family to be so awesome. How did I get so lucky?

Did you know?

That August is here. How did this happen? Where did June and July go? Why didn't I blog more so I can remember those months better. How did this happen? My kids go back to school in eleven days. Are you serious? I am not ready. But they are. The summer has flown by entirely too fast. Hopefully. And this is a lovely thought. Hopefully I will find time to update more about our lives. To keep a better record of all the randomness that and the crazy things I think and do. Welcome August. You came to soon.