
She is just so big!
One handed, checking out what brother is up to.
And, here is what happens when you try to walk holding on with one hand. But, even when she falls she still beams with pride!!! God I love this baby!!!

She is just so big!
One handed, checking out what brother is up to.
And, here is what happens when you try to walk holding on with one hand. But, even when she falls she still beams with pride!!! God I love this baby!!!
Hunter, Emily, and Katie (Katie's big sister respectfully declined to be in the pictures!)
I switched photo memory cards just before Christmas so I totally forgot about the pictures I took at Hunter's school Christmas party. Hunter goes to 3 year old Pre-K in a public elementary school here in Texas and we love it. It doesn't have the daycare feel at all since it is in a real "big kid" school and Hunter has learned so much!! His class had a little party and at the beginning of it they performed two songs for the parents. They sang Jingle Bells, complete with them actually jingling bells, and their favorite song that they sing at circle time, Peanut Butter and Jelly or as Hunter calls it Peanut Butter a Shelly. It was so cute!! So here are a few pics from that. |
Hunter and his teacher, we LOVE her. She is so sweet!!
Hunter wanted Ella to sit with him at the "big kid" table. Even surrounded by all of his friends he is still so loving. He is such a good boy and Ella is so lucky to have such a wonderful big brother!!!

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Ella had her 15 month "well baby" checkup today, never mind the fact that she is 16 months old : ) I mean seriously the kid is at the doctors enough does she really need a checkup? (We were in there last Friday because her breathing still sounded rough every once in a while and obviously I didn't want it to get as bad as it had on Wednesday, and the doctor prescribed us a nebulizer and breathing treatments, and since then she has been doing really good.) Because I have been so far behind on her shots I figured I'd take her in!
What did her checkup reveal???? Besides the fact that she is amazing : ) (her doctor even said so) not much. She weighed in at 24lbs 11ozs (so glad to see she has slowed down on the gain) and she is 30 inches tall, and her head is 18 1/4 inches! For the first time in her life her measurements are all in the same percentile (on the down syndrome growth chart ) ~ 95% + Yay, I'm so glad her height has caught up with her weight. Other than that, her ears look wonderful, the Dr said she could see the tubes and they were beautiful, her lungs still sound good ( I was worried that this crud she has would turn into pneumonia like it did last year) and she even said that she thought her muscle tone had improved (after messing with her hips.)
Things have been a little hectic around here, we have been packing up our house, hoping any day to get word on the early out of the Air Force. Knowing them we will probably find out the day before we are supposed to leave, but what can you do??? Better run, I hear Miss Thing waking up from her nap!!! Take care.
P.S. - To James-Liz-Lindsey that left a comment on my blog, the song Amazing is song by Janelle, the album is Livin for Something. I had never heard it but when putting a song to my photo montage I found it on the onetruemedia.com website. I LOVE that song, I found the album for sale on Amazon.com if you are interested (you can also download the song from there for .99 cents)
| This has not been a good day. Of course it really started late last night when Ella spiked a fever. Well at 5am I heard her coughing and being restless so I went in and got her up. She had a fever and cough so I called the oh so lovely nurses line (for the base after hours,) of course the base was not open today so I had to take her to a walk in clinic. The doctor asked if anyone at home was sick so I told him that Hunter has bronchitis and he looked at her said she has bronchitis and an ear infection (which thrilled me cause she just had tubes put in 2 weeks ago) gave me a prescription for antibiotics and sent me on my way. So, around 5ish this afternoon my grandad was holding Ella and told me to come and take her temp cause she was getting hot. So, I went over and took her temp and noticed that she was kind of gasping for air, I lifted her shirt and saw that she was struggling a bit. So, I called the clinic and of course the Dr she saw was already gone, so I had to call the nurses line. I told the nurse what was going on and she said to call 911. I didn't really think that was necessary, I told her that she was sitting up fine, I just needed authorization to take her to the ER. She said "I'm an RN and have seen children up and playing one minute and down the next." I said, can't I just take her right now. She said "No, something could happen in the car." Okay. I'll call 911. As soon as I called Ella started going down hill quick. She started really struggling, and then started panicking which made her breathing even worse. She was gasping so loud, it was SO scary, I was just sitting on the floor holding her crying my eyes out and singing to her trying to calm her down. She turned purple when she would cough, it was bad. Luckily the fireman got her very quick and put some oxygen on her, her O2 stat was 80% which is not so good. The ambulance showed up a couple minutes later and off to the ER we went. She got a breathing treatment in the ambulance, then another one with a different drug in the ER. She was still breathing hard but her stats were up. Finally they gave her a liquid steroid and her breathing calmed way down!! So, the final diagnosis is Croup. Really? Is it supposed to be that traumatic and come on that fast??? Anyhow, she still struggles a little bit here and there, NOTHING like earlier. Oh and the ER doc looked in her ears and said that they are NOT infected. Hmmm.... can I ever trust a doctor??? Anyhow, my grandparents are going to stay an extra day, which is great. I am not going to get any sleep tonight, I'm going to sit up with Ella so they can watch the kiddos tomorrow while I take a nap : ) It's strange to say this but, I was definetly more scared today than I was when she choked on her vomit when she was 3 weeks old and stopped breathing. Of course I was scared then but, I don't know, maybe I am just SO much more attached and in love with her, I know thats weird. When she was 3 weeks old I was still in such a fog, and really all I could think was "wow is this how it's going to be?" Obviously I've come a long way since then and just cannot fathom my life without her in it. |






