Happy Birthday!

Today is my baby's 25th birthday! It is hard for me to believe that I have a child that is 25 years old. 25 is like an adult - able to make one's own decisions and live one's own life. Where did the time go?

I can remember giving birth to Jon like it was yesterday. I remember his cute little face and chubby thighs. How he had jaundice really bad and had to be hospitalized. But then he came home and we got in to our routine and I found out what true love was...

I remember how kind and caring he has always been even as a little boy. His kindergarten teacher still asks me about him and always says what a neat kid he was.

I remember the time he crashed in to a light pole while riding his bike because he was looking the other way - and the next day was photo day at school.

I remember him playing basketball, soccer and baseball before he fell in love with blading. I remember the time he was a goalie on his soccer team...but still scored a goal. I think everyone was so shocked that he left the net that they didn't know to stop him...!

I remember the broken bones - a broken collar bone from tripping over the dog and two broken arm bones from skating.

I remember the face plant and breaking off of his front teeth...needing stitches to his face and an emergency trip to the dentist late on a Saturday night.

I remember how he always wanted to take care of me and be the man of the house since I was a single mom...helping to care for his sisters too.

I could go on and on - for I just can't believe that I have been lucky enough to know Jon for the past 25 years. What an awesome experience it has been. He has grown in to a wonderful young man and I am proud to be his mom.

Happy Birthday Son!

He may be grown...but a kid still lives inside him and I don't think he will ever give up those blades!

And of course little Lilly needs to get in her words today too :)

Shot time

Today was shot time in our world. First off was little Sydney - she got 3 shots and a nasal dose of medication and lots of treats. She didn't even seem to care about the shots - just kept wagging her little tail and eating up those treats. She has put on 4 pounds since being sick - she is now up to 10.5 lbs. The vet gave her a clean bill of health. :)

We took her out on her first adventure outdoors after her doctor's visit. She seemed to have a good time but really needs to learn how to walk on a leash! Then she came home and took a nap.Silly dog!!

Then on to Lilly - I was just looking on her blog and she also got shots today - but she got 5 plus her oral polio.

Now I am not against vaccines - I've seen the effects of diseases on the human body and spirit. But I do have some great reservations about giving babies 5 shots in one day...and this is not to make you moms out there feel bad...but I think the vaccine schedule needs to be changed. It needs to be stretched out. Needs to be a bit more flexible. It takes a persistent, loud and probably obnoxious parent to buck the system and who wants to be that parent? Don't the parents feelings count in raising and trying to do what is best for our children? Thanks to modern medicine for doing a good job and eradicating many diseases but I still think we may need to look at how we are going about that process...

Just random food for thought.

Kim is such a good mommy - look how these two lovingly gaze at each other. Can't you just hear those baby coos?Daddy giving comfort...I couldn't post the screaming photo - you'll have to go to Kim's site to see that one. Makes me want to cry right along with her.Love you little baby! Sending big hugs your way.

fun times

I know it is a job...but sometimes you meet people and you just click with them...then it turns in to more fun than just a job. You become part of the family, not just the nurse for the day. Like the patient who was a Biola grad (where Erika goes) and her husband was a Long Beach state grad (where Michelle is going to go)...we had lots to talk about. I had done their previous delivery so it felt right to be doing this delivery too. She literally laughed the baby out - I never did have her push and the doctor barely made it in to the room. The dad said he would have needed to call a "condition H" for HELP! if I hadn't been standing right in the room watching it all.
Then the other family - the big one with visitors everywhere. They were all so funny and they are opening a restaurant in downtown Fullerton in a couple of months. I want to say it will be called "Rory's" but don't quote me on that...and a perk of my job...I get to go for dinner as a family member :) Oh - and the fried zuchinni that they brought me from Dukes was a yummy snack. I think we talked about food all day during that delivery.

I don't think I could ever go back to a management job - I just love the patient contact too much for that. There is just something to be said about being with a family and experiencing such a special moment with them. I believe in family and want to provide family centered care and hopefully get families off to a good start. This is the part of my job that makes me say, "I love my job".
And since no post is complete without a picture and since I'm writing about family....here's a picture of Michelle trying to manage both babies in our family at one time!