The story of the century

I recently did a project for my English methods class. We were required to write a personal narrative and then create a photostory using that narrative. I decided to recapture the story of Brody's birth. I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I enjoyed making it. -Derek

Just Your Average Comic Book Heroes

For Halloween we thought it would be fun to dress Brody up as Calvin and have Derek dress as Hobbes from the infamous comic book. Brody looked great, and while Derek did too, he looked more like Tigger than Hobbes. Regardless, we all had a good time.

Getting ready to go!

Brody wanted to carry his own bag until it got too heavy


Tired after a long night

Uh oh! What are Calvin and Hobbes up to now?

One Step, Two Steps, Three or Four More!

Brody is walking! He's been taking a few independent steps from one object to another for about a week now. But last night he decided he could do this walking thing.

What this means for mom: Keeping all doors shut at all times, more locks and supervision, and start running so I can catch up.

Fall Flashbacks

It's finally Fall in Las Vegas, and this cooler weather and autumn feel has brought floods of memories to mind. I found myself craving a turkey pastrami sandwich with chocolate milk today. I know it sounds odd, but at about this time last year I was getting up every morning, getting ready, packing a lunch, and running out the door. I would then drive across town to Sunrise Children's Hospital, take the elevator to the second floor, go check on my baby, and then go pump and eat my lunch (which sometimes consisted of a turkey pastrami sandwich and a chocolate milk). I can hardly believe it was just a year ago. I look at my son now and think of how much he has grown. He is getting so big (to us). He is crawling and walking with help. He signs please. He definately knows what he wants and how to get his way. And he still makes me laugh and makes my heart melt.
While cleaning out some files on my computer I came across this post I was working on last year. I thought I would share it.

Lessons from the NICU
What having a son in the NICU has taught me about parenthood…

- As Derek puts it, “Our son is not Superman.” He’s not going to get bigger, stronger, and healthier overnight. And sometimes he might regress. As he continues to grow and get older, this will not change. He will stumble and fall. My job, as the mother, is to encourage him to get back up and try again, to love him and comfort him, and to stand by him no matter how long it takes.

- SACRIFICE. Pumping in the middle of the night for a baby across town. Need I say more?

- Brody will do it on his own time in his own way. He is stubborn. The nurses but him on his back and he rolls over to his stomach. The nurses put in a tube to feed him through the nose, he pulls it out. He eats only as much as he wants. No amount of coaxing by his pleading parents gets him to finish a bottle if he is satisfied. Brody is STUBBORN, but he is a fighter! He will eat. He will grow. He will eventually come home. But it will be on his own time. When he decides to.

Primarily for Grownups, Not just for Grownups anymore!

Brody loves to be outside, so I take him for walks before his naps. (He loves it, and it helps wear him out!) Today he discovered the fire hydrant. He walked up to it, stared at it, then walked away. He only went a few feet before he turned around and walked back. Then he finally got up the nerve to touch it. He continued to turn, walk a few feet away, and go back and touch it for about ten minutes. I tried to get him to walk around with me and check out the neighborhood, but if we got too far away he would just try to sit down and crawl away from me. I gave in. We spent our walk time hanging out by the fire hydrant.

Par-tay!

Brody's first birthday party was a blast. We ate, played, enjoyed talking to friends and family, and had a great time. Here are some pictures from the big day.

Brody meets Elmo.

Brody keeping his eye on Elmo.

Limbo!

The Bounce house

Brody and his fire engine