Life… More Abundant!

Just when I was beginning to believe that life was settling down into a schedule again… Just when I was beginning to believe that my sanity was settling back over me…



Things are going okay around here.  Isaac is having some pretty bad tummy issues, as in, he basically has an ulcer.  He’s been fussy when he eats for weeks…  We knew he was gassy but when we talked to the nurse about it they said it was probably just trauma from his hospital stay… They were probably right… but I think it was on top of other issues.  As the weeks have gone on and he hasn’t gotten better we started to worry.  

Then a few days ago we noticed some very unusual poop.  🙂  (Ah parenthood)  We took him in because better safe than sorry right?  RIGHT!  Turns out he has dried blood in his stool which means he’s bleeding in his stomach…  So he’s on Prevacid and I spent the morning with a dietician making a plan for my diet to try to eliminate what it is that’s bothering him…

Poor pitiful little guy… 


Say a prayer for him if you think of it… In other news… He’s now up to 9 pounds and 10 ounces!!!  He gained almost 2 pounds in the past 17 days!  WOW!!! 


But that isn’t the big news going down around here…

Gandalf hurt himself while we were in the hospital for Isaac a few weeks ago.  He also had to go without his pain meds…  When we came home he could barely walk… It’s been three weeks and he’s not getting any better…  With all that’s going on we can’t afford more in depth vet visits…  Things aren’t looking good for the big guy and I’m heartbroken over it…

That’s still not the biggest news…

We need to buy a new car and due to some circumstances that I’ll explain later we need to do it in the next 5 weeks.  We have simply outgrown the Scion as a trip car and as I do so many long trips with the dogs, luggage, and now a baby we need to upgrade.  The timing is bad.  We really can’t afford it right now but we absolutely can’t afford not to right now.

Still not the biggest news…

We found out just a few short days ago that we are finally getting a house on base.  It’s a few hundred square feet smaller than we were promised but we have to take it or we get bumped… that’s only mildly annoying compared to the fact that they are giving it to us (and therefore charging us for it) a full three weeks early.  This means that for the month of July we will be paying double rent… Just the financial strain we needed right now. 

Here is a picture of the dumpy little 50’s house we’ll be calling home for the next 3 years. 


I know it’s a blessing and so much more than what so many have so I’m over it but it was just sudden and it’s always disappointing to have a promise broken. 

 We’re actually really excited about it.  This house doesn’t have mold or snakes or plumbing issues ect… and if anything like that comes up there is a 24 hour on call free maintenance service…  Not to mention we’ll save some money and be so close to Ryan’s office and all the amenities that the base has to offer.  The clinic is only a three minute walk away along with they gym!  This is going to simplify our lives in a big way!

However, we have to pack out the whole house and move ourselves too which was not part of the plan.  We were supposed to have movers, but circumstances make it the only option…  This is going to be very difficult to do with a sick baby and serious dietary restrictions for me…

So in about ten days my mom will be coming to Texas once again to help us pack up and move because all that needs to be accomplished will be impossible with only two of us and one car. 

Now for the biggest news…

We just found out that Ryan is deploying.  He leaves sometime mid August for 7 months.  I can’t give you exact dates and locations. 

So in three weeks I’m moving and in a little more than five weeks I’m saying goodbye to Ryan for 7 months… This will be the first time he’s ever missed Christmas (don’t know how that’s worked out!) and it will be Isaac’s first Christmas… He’ll also miss Thanksgiving and my 30th birthday… Not to mention rolling over, sitting up, smiling, babbling, crawling, possibly walking and first words…  I’m heartbroken for him.

This is our life, and we know it, I’m fine just a bit overwhelmed… That’s an awful lot to deal with in 24 hours. 

I’ll let you know as we get more details… but as a result of all of this I probably won’t be around for a while longer… I’m doing my best to stay caught up with you and I miss you all so much! 

Thanks for letting me vent a little…

All my love,


Just for fun and to lighten the mood… Here is a slideshow I made to the song “Me” by Plumb. 


One month old… One week late!

And suddenly time is flying by…

Actually I have a theory about that…  I don’t think time is going any faster than it usually goes but I DO believe that having a child makes it seem faster because they mark the time with how quickly they change…

Sorry, bit of a tangent there.  Can you believe that Isaac is a month old?  Actually he’s a little over five weeks old…  I find it a bit hard to get online in MY time there days!  🙂

So I of course, being me, have a few pictures… the first few are from when Isaac was just a week old…

Baby toes…


 As my Aunt Francine put it…  “I am a shining star… I am a shining star!”


 Gummy baby faces…


 Little old man face… It’s amazing how much he’s changed in just a few short weeks…


Grumpy old man face…  so sweet…


 My handsome little guy.


 Okay now on to his four week pictures.  This first one is just so you can see his little outfit.  This onesie was bought for him by my mom.  She bought it years ago and kept it just for this little guy…  How cute is that?


Tummy time!  Don’t you love those tipped out ears?  He gets those from me… poor little guy… At least I can hide them with my hair! 


 Did I mention that he hates tummy time?  See him straining to lift his whole head with his face?


What’s up?


Getting a bit irritated…


Working really hard to move… 


 Why lift your head when you can just roll over… Yep, that’s right… He hates tummy time so much that he’s learned to just roll over…  Oh boy…


 Don’t you dare flip my back over mom!  🙂


I love this little dude…  


Hmmm…  Look at those beautiful eyes!


“Hey Aunt Charly, Uncle Zach, look at my hair-o-cane!”


A Dream is a… 


 Wish your heart makes…


 Tiny little guy…


We decided to take a few pictures of him with his little crocodile. 

“Look it’s eating my foot!”


“Now I’m eating his foot! 

Awww who am I kidding…  I’m looking for some food… what a croc!”  🙂


Sweet little guy… 


Cute baby fingers!


 Okay, there is one thing I am so excited to share with you guys!  Ever since Isaac was born he has done something that is just so cute and I finally got it on film!

Whenever he eats or sucks on his pacifier or sucks his thumb (yes, he’s a thumb sucker) he grabs his ear.  Not just any ear… his right ear and he makes mmm mmm mmm noises…  Why is this important you might ask?  Because he looks just like this guy… only much cuter!

“Mmm mmm mmm mommy… I have a dirty thumb!”


Don’t you think!?  (Poor little bruises from his IV) 


All my love,


Isaac’s Adventure

The past week has been a doozy in our little family…

It all started on Monday of last week.  Isaac was not quite himself.  He was fussy and irritated and wouldn’t sleep without crying inconsolably.  We decided that it would be a good idea to call the pediatrician and almost the moment the decision was made Isaac got a fever.  By 11am on Wednesday we had an appointment for 3:30 that afternoon and Isaac was running a full out fever.  We couldn’t tell how high because 3 thermometers gave three different readings and we decided it was better to be safe than sorry.

We arrived just in time for our appointment frazzled and harried from a very stressful day.  Within about 5 minutes of going back we were told that he had a fever of 100.5 and in babies this young this meant an immediate admission.  The hospital here in Del Rio does not do the testing required for an infant with a fever (read they don’t take it seriously and will just send you home) so the base called in an ambulance to transport us to Brooke Army Medical Center (BAMC) in San Antonio.  We had 30 minutes while we were waiting for transport so Ryan rushed home and threw some things together in a bag for us in case we had to stay overnight. 

By 5:00pm my 3 week old son was strapped on a gurney in the back of an ambulance on the way to BAMC more than 2.5 hours away. 


When we arrived at the hospital we were admitted to the pediatrics ward and Isaac was immediately rushed into a treatment (read torture) room.  They needed to take blood and urine samples and also needed to do a lumbar puncture to obtain a sample of spinal fluid for culture. 

They said it would take 20 to 30 minutes before he was back with us. 

Two hours later we were still waiting for him to come back…

It turns out that our son is a fighter.  It took them a full hour to do the lumbar puncture and even then they were only able to obtain just enough fluid to do a culture and they were worried that it wouldn’t be quite enough.  (Thank goodness it was!)  Then while they were in there his IV went bad so they needed to start a new one.  By that time Isaac was so completely done that it took another full hour to get a solid IV in his little arm.

He returned so exhausted that he slept almost the moment they gave him to me.  I had to wake him up to get him to eat.  Poor baby…


We had a long night of nurses and technicians coming in to give him antibiotics through his IV, of checking vitals and diaper changes.


The next morning the IV went bad.  We knew they hadn’t been lying to us about how much of a fighter he was when the nurse, two technicians, and two huge male medics all trooped in the room, wrapped our baby in a full size bed sheet to immobilize him and started trying to get an IV.  They had to stop in the middle to let him nurse and calm down. 


After 11 failed attempts including 5 blown veins they finally got a good vein in his other hand and were able to begin administering his antibiotics again.  They strapped his poor little arm down really well because they said there was no way they were going to get another IV in if this one went bad.  In the end he had two attempts in each hand, one in each ankle, one in each foot, one in each arm and one in his scalp.  If this IV went bad the only option would be shots which would be extremely painful. 


We ended up staying at BAMC until Friday evening.  The final cultures came back normal.  When we were first admitted his white blood cell count was a little high so they were worried but they were fine in the later cultures.  They think he had an infection that was knocked out by the meds so it was a great thing that we went in!  We were released after about 42 hours in the hospital.  Isaac was quite ready to have his IV come out!!!  Have you ever seen anyone look quite so DONE as this little guy?


We’ve been home for a few days now and he seems to be returning quickly to his normal self. 


I just have to say how incredible it is to have the support system we have.  Within hours of the beginning of this journey we had hundreds of people literally around the world on their knees praying for us.  It is the most amazing feeling to have that many people storming the gates of heaven for our child whom they have never met but have spent years praying for.

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for all your support and prayers… they mean more than words can ever express.  Your prayers were felt and answered. 

All our love,

Ryan, Courtney, and Isaac.