Monday, April 25, 2011

Shoulder Surgery.

Thursday was the day of shoulder surgery.
On my husband.

Two weeks prior, he had a mountain biking accident.
He was coming down a big rock, pushed on the front wheel brakes, and flew over and landed on his shoulder.
I still remember seeing him through my doorway, holding his shoulder. 
I started to bawl because I had been so mean about him "wrecking" his bike and I didn't even ask how HE was.
Needless to say, we took him to the ER and all they did was put his arm in a sling.

On the 21st of April, he was scheduled to have surgery to put a plate in to correct his ligaments that hold his shoulder together.

So here's my documentary.

Do I sound dorky?
Gary wasn't too excited about me filming him. 

Gary eating me and the camera up.

I've been playing with the settings on my camera--like a wanna-be pro photographer. 
I've been doing manual focus and I have to say that I honestly am in love with it. I just have to get the hang of the rest of the numbers and remembering which number does what and what combo works best. 

Anyway, back to my poor husband who's about to have surgery....

They told him to get on the bed and they'd pick him up in one and half hours.
Why does the hospital do that? Why do they take FOR.EVER. to get anything done there? 
wait. wait. wait.
That's what we did.
So I played with my camera.

...just waiting...

some materials and tools for his IV

oh boy! the nurse finally came!!!

his IV

passing time with Rangers Apprentice...

drip, drip & more drip

my handsome, beautiful husband. 
now you know why my kids are so darn cute.

SO. after waiting almost 4 hours...there he goes...down the hall...I hate how impersonal visiting people at the hospital is.
In movies, you always see the loved ones being there when that person 'wakes' up...well, I kinda wanted this to go like that so I can brush his hair back and smile and him and tell him he's fine and that I love him.
But I couldn't. Some nurse, whom he's never met did that for me {{well, I hope not}} but regardless, they stole my moment.
Why is it that they always steal people's moments?
First babies when they're born.

Here's another reason for me to hate. HATE. hate hospitals and doctors.

But I do thank them for fixing his shoulder.

Here's my big baby after the surgery.
Since he had nothing to drink AND eat since midnight that day, the nurses made sure he got something. 

Honey-maid crackers for lunch and about a dozen refills of that cup filled his hungry tummy right up.

Poor thing, he was so tired. 
All he said was "anesthesia sucks"

Finally, one and a half more hours after the operation we got to go home.
Oh sweet home. Where we belong.

My doped up husband is doing well and is expect to go into physical therapy in less than 6 weeks to get his shoulder 'back'

UPDATE: No physical therapy needed because my husband is a bad ass.

Monday, April 18, 2011


CHEESE -- again.

Pistola en los calzones!

Star Trek fan

Cleaned the pool out and had to play with water.
Daddy helped with his gimp arm


Sunday, April 10, 2011


Playing together

Eating together

Andrew's hair is long enough to put in a ponytail...
This was ALL my idea ;)

My handsome guys at a Tarleton vs Hardin Simmons baseball game

Goofin' around in the stands

My guys :)
I love 'em

Monday, April 4, 2011

From here to there

To be honest, i'm a bit embarrased to share these pics {{cringes}}

That's why i've not enlarged them.

First of all, please disregard our hideous 1987 brown carpet that is truly disgusting...

I hope that Jonah distracts you from that nastiness...he really is a lovely baby.

Second, just notice how he goes from one of the room to the other.

He may not be crawling yet, but he sure is rolling....

Primeramente, me da un poco de verguenza en compartir estas fotos
Por eso, no las hice grandes.
Ojala y no se fijen tanto en la alfombra, y se fijen en todo de Jonas.
Es un nene hermosos.
Aun no gatea, pero si esta revolcandose muy bien en el piso.

Jonah will be 9 months tomorrow.
Manaña cumplira sus 9 meses.

I love him.
Lo amo.



This is his 'say cheese' face, in case that wasn't clear. 
Esta es la cara que pone cuando le digo, "di cheese!" (por si acaso no me entendieron)

He's been doing it for quite a while now, but recently it's becoming more and more popular
Hace este gesto a veces, pero ultimamente se ha vuelto mas popular (el gesto) 

That was his cheese pose, in case you're wondering.
Y si todavia estas con las dudas, aqui esta su pose tambien.

As I've said MANY time before, Andrew loves to go exploring.
He's a boy! Duh.
Siempre he dicho que a Andres, le fascina ir a explorar
Pues es niño, obvio no?

Lately, he's been picking up random things from the neighbor's area and from the ground that are insignificant, dirty, buried, and sometimes interesting.
Pero ultimamente, le a encantado recoger cositas interesantes de la parte del vecino. Son cosas sucias, que estan enterradas en la tierra, pero a veces son interesantes.

He picks them up,
Los recoge,

he inspects them,
los revisa,

he shows them to me, 
me los enseña,

and then, he brings them all to his playset.
y se los trae a colectar a su juego.

Here they are...
Aqui estan...

He loves to just play with them and make them into deadly tools or swords.
He found a Sharpie and wrote on his hands too.
Le encanta inspectarlos, revisarlos, verlos, pero lo que mas le gusta es que son sus herramientas, se convierten en sus espadas, y etc.
Tambien se encontro un plumon y se rayoneo en la mano!

Isn't he grungy beautiful!?
Como lo ven a mi greñoso!?

....and no, I'm not chopping it.
....y no, no se lo voy a cortar!


Extra Andrew Bonus

With his hair combed:
Con el pelo peinado: