What a week!

This past week was spent at cheer camp. It was hot, hot, hot! Kandi came and brought Zoey. We didn't know if she would make it the entire week and were prepared for her to go home early. Zoey on the other hand was a good girl all week long. She slept good at night and was sooooo good all day. I think she wants to be a cheerleader when she grows up. She smiled and talked to us all week. All of the staff thought she was adorable and wanted to hold her. She even started to melt the heart of Tracy the camp trainer who NEVER wants to have kids. On the last night she finally asked to hold her and Zoey fell asleep in her arms. I think Tracy actually enjoyed it.

Like father like son

Some of my favorite pictures of Brady's life. Hope you enjoy them!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SON

Today is one of my favorite days. This is the day that my life changed FOREVER! This is the day that my wonderful son Brady was born. He was born July 4, 1979 at 8:42 A.M. He weighed 8 lbs. 12 oz. and was 20 inches long. After waiting for 5 long years and enduring the loss of 4 babies we finally had a healthy baby boy. I don't think there was ever a baby that was so wanted and loved a very long time before he was even conceived. When I was 22 weeks along my uterus was so big that they did an ultrasound to make sure that there was only one baby. There was only one, but he was laying sideways, and he was pretty big for his age. When I was pregnant I was very nervous because I had already had 3 miscarriages. This made me kind of neurotic I guess. Then to make matters worse for some reason Brady almost never moved. I don't know if he was just real easy going, lazy , or didn't have enough room to move. He would move a little bit one day then I wouldn't feel him move again for 5 or 6 days. I was in the doctors office almost weekly checking for a heartbeat. They would hear his heartbeat and send me home.

On July 3rd I went to the doctor and he told me I had at least 2 more weeks. That would be July 17, and my due date. Steve and I went to Utah Noodle for dinner. We had just ordered and Brady moved real slowly across my belly. Guess what? My water broke. Right there in Utah Noodle. Well I was so hungry that we waited for our food and ate it before we went to the hospital . We were in the hospital for 12 hours before he was born. They took real good care of us while we were there.

After Brady was born they took him to the other side of the room and were doing things with him. This being our first baby we thought things were OK. Later after the pediatrician visited us we found out that he had almost died. He said that "it was touch and go for a while there but I think he is going to be alright now". We found out that some of the medication they had given me hours before had crossed the placenta and made him REALLY tired. So tired he couldn't breathe. Talk about scary.

After about 2 days he got jaundice so bad that they had to put him under the lights. This was heartbreaking for me. All I wanted to do was hold my baby and I couldn't. Then when it was time for me to be discharged Brady was not able to go home yet. We had to leave him in the hospital for 7 days. That was one of the hardest things I had done in my life up to that point. I cried and cried.

Well the time has passed so fast. I can't believe that he is 30 years old today. Life has been an adventure with him in our family. It was so fun to watch him grow and learn. He would do and say some of the funniest things. He was so smart he seemed to breeze right through school. He could do anything he tried. Everything seemed to come so easy for him. He has brought so much to our family. I am so proud of him. He is a wonderful husband and dad. It is so much fun to watch him with his own kids now. He is one of the hardest working people I have ever seen. I am so grateful and honored to be his mother. Brady I love you so much.