Monday, January 18, 2010

Sorry I'm so behind, but this is why...

Yes, there is someone in there! So on top of Isaac in the hospital, me being pretty sick for 3 weeks, Christmas, Isaac's birthday, and our anniversary (and all of that was just December and half of January!), we have had a lot going on! Anyway, hopefully everything will slow down a bit now, and I will try and post more of these cute pictures I have. Unfortunately, Paul has been unable to get our scanner to work. If he can, we will scan our ultrasound pictures and post those.

Saturday, January 16, 2010


This is what you get reduced to when you have a VERY long car trip. It was Christmas Eve, so I had a couple of presents that would be good in the car. We saved them until Isaac fell apart and was sick of doing everything else. Then we gave him a present.

The boy loves Playdoh!

Granddaddy got Isaac Lincoln Logs for Christmas--I think he enjoyed them more than Isaac did!

Monday, January 11, 2010

My poor hospital boy!

A couple of days after Thanksgiving, my poor little boy got pneumonia and was seriously dehydrated, so off to the hospital we went. Isaac's first IV :-(. He didn't like it, but the nurses commented on how well he did after they put it in. He cried a bunch, but I guess he didn't fight as much as some kids do. I think that might have been due to the fact that he was so sick, he just didn't have any fight in him.
His cute little hospital gown :-).

After several hours of fluids and antibiotics (and a good nap), Isaac was feeling much better. I decided to take some pictures. Isaac is loving the camera, and always wants to see the pictures of himself after I take them. This time he decided that he wanted pictures with all of his "woo-woo's". "Here Mommy, take a picture of Rosie. Mommy, take a picture of James. Mommy, Percy wants a picture, too." He thought it was a hoot--I was just so happy he was smiling and feeling better!

His face got quite swollen from all the fluids. The doctor told us that was normal.

Isaac's toy stash. He kept saying, "I wanna go home!" It was quite heartbreaking, so Daddy ran home while he was taking a nap and got him a bunch of toys to give him something to do while he was stuck in the bed with an IV.

This was bedtime and how they slept. I was pretty sick with a bad head cold, so Daddy said he would stay so I could sleep at home.

He had to sleep with a monitor on his finger, which he was not a big fan of.