Thursday, September 5, 2013


     It has been 2 weeks from Evey's veptr surgery.  I've waited this long to update, because if I would have tried to write any sooner, it would have been a whining blog post.  I hate whining/complaining, so I try to avoid it all costs, and if on the rare occasion it happens, it mostly falls on Nate's poor ears, in the privacy of our own home.
     In the last 2 weeks; the boys started full day school (our autistic Owen started a main-stream private school), Evey has been up every night as we're working on pain management and we celebrated my big 3-2 b-day at the hospital.
     I'm finally seeing the light today, so I decided to turn this into a gratitude post.  It's much needed, and I must admit, I haven't been the most grateful person these last few weeks in the midst of sleep deprivation and worrying about the boys in their new school.  So here it goes, my grateful list:

I am grateful for the two doctors that invented the veptr procedure and essentially are giving us some more time with our daughter here in mortality.

     I am grateful for a school taking a chance on our Owen and Eli and giving them an incredible opportunity to learn and grow.

I am grateful for temples, and the perspective and escape that it provides us from the chaos of daily life.

 I am grateful for a new bladder that again allows me to do stupid things like this at the ripe old age of 32.   With age, obviously doesn't come wisdom.  (you know those kids are thinking, why is that old lady taking up our turn on the trampoline?) 

I am grateful for 4 amazingly strong, fearless kids.  They'll try anything and are so brave.  I couldn't have asked for 4 more amazing kids.

I am grateful to be a mom.  It's the most surprisingly, perfect gift that I could have ever received.  And it is an indescribably beautiful gift, that I am eternally grateful for.

I am so grateful for this guy.  He is my partner and bestie through it all.  He loves and takes care of all of us without hesitation.  He works endlessly to make sure we all have what we need and then comes home and loves on us and makes us all laugh until we cry.  People always comment on how strong, "special needs moms" are.  I'll tell you this much, I am nothing without him. He is my rock that gives me strength and provides me the support I need to be strong.  It's the "special needs dads" that do the dirty work behind the scenes, and don't get the credit.  So yes baby-bubba,  I still choose you!

As always, I am so grateful for a loving Heavenly Father.  He provides the comfort when we need it, he forgives me when my head has been stuck in the sand for a couple of weeks, and he gives me little nudges when I've forgotten to be grateful for a while. 
Last but not least he never ever abandons our little family.  
We are blessed.


  1. I love all your posts, but this one particularly strikes a chord. I am the worst friend for not having called recently - I repent of that so be expecting a call this weekend! Love you and your choice little family.

  2. I love your gratitude attitude. You are inspiring. Thank you for your words and example!