Oh my gosh....WE OWN A HOUSE!

I seriously can't believe we own a house. It seemed as if it would never happen. We are loving every second of it and couldn't be happier! We are at the end of a quiet cul de sac which is heaven. The kids seem to be adjusting well, but Reese is still asking to go "home to grandma". I'm sure my mom is going through shock as well. We will miss her so much and we are so grateful to both my parents for all their help and the sacrifices they have made over the last two years. This is exactly where we wanted to be after staying with them, I'm glad we stuck to our goal! More to come once we get settled in!

#1 Mariners Fan!

I don't use that term lightly either. Mason is literally Mariners #1 fan. He knows all the players, what order they bat and what position they play. Derek was able to take him to a lot of games this year and he sits through every inning all the way to the last out (even when getting their butts kicked). His new thing this year is dancing crazy between innings so he can get on the big screen. Well this year was totally his year. Early on in the season we were all at a game and we texted in a picture of him and they put the picture up on the big screen! We were so excited. Also, Derek got a text from someone he knows that said they just saw Mason on TV between innings. We were bummed we missed it. The last game they went to this year Mason was on TV again! I was watching and even taped it to show him when he got home. He is a very lucky boy to be only 5 and been on TV two times already and on the big screen! It couldn't have happened to a bigger fan!

I took a picture of him on the screen. The camera man asked him to hold up his poster after the third out. He did a crazy face the whole time, totally our boy!

Before and After

Here are pictures of Maddox's head. The first one was taken on Tuesday, the day after he hit his head on the elliptical (before I knew how serious the hit was). The second picture was taken the day after we got home from the hospital. Can you see it? It scares me that he has it on his head, but the neurosurgeon assures us that he is fine. He is such a little dare devil, I'm so afraid to even let him stand up to anything anymore. Go to my previous post to see how it all happened.

Happy to be Healthy!

What a long couple of days we have had! I guess I will start from the beginning. Sorry this is going to be long.


On Monday, Maddox pulled himself up and was standing holding on to one of the back of one of our kitchen chairs. Well, the chair started to fall and he held on and he went straight back and hit the back of his head on a corner of the elliptical (with the chair still on top of him). I FREAKED out because I knew he hit hard. Derek and my mom were both there and they reassured me he was fine, that it was just a bonk. He calmed down very easily and was never bothered by it. He had a goose egg where he had hit but that was about it. Well, 4 days later (Thursday evening), he woke up after being asleep for a couple hours and he had a huge soft mass on the side of his head. Again, I FREAKED out and showed Derek and my parents. We all knew we had to take him to the hospital. My Dad and Derek gave him a priesthood blessing before we left. It didn't calm me down much at the time, but I knew he needed it. We got to Children's Hospital at about 10:45pm and they got us back to a room at about 11:45. They looked him over and decided that they needed to do a ct scan. The Dr didn't think they would find anything but just to make sure. He was so good during the scan. He was scared but I was right there by him and it was fast and painless. After waiting a little while longer she came back with the results, and of course I was not expecting to hear it. A skull fracture. I mean really, I thought I was going to faint. She said it was a small crack and that only a little bit of blood had gone into the crack. She said that the amount that went in was so minor that there was nothing they needed to do to fix it. The neurosurgeon then came in and explained it all to us. It was not common at all for them to see a skull fracture with no other symptoms, besides the blood that had pooled up on the side of his head. And it wasn't common at all for that to show up 4 days after the initial hit. They thought maybe he had hit it again and that is what caused the blood to fill up. Anyway, we had to be admitted so they could watch him and make sure that he was okay. It was a long sleepless night for Derek and I but Maddox was the happiest boy ever. The nurses loved him (of course) and they could tell he was going to be fine. It was SUPER hard when they told me a social worker had to come in and talk with us. They said it was completely standard, because it was a skull fracture. It was so hard to hear that, but I knew it was coming. We didn't end up leaving till after 3pm on Friday. It was a long day of waiting but I didn't mind as long as our little boy was going to be okay. We have to go back to see the neurosurgeon in a couple weeks to get him checked out again and then in a month they have to do another ct scan. They said that as his brain grows they may have to check him again to make sure the skull healed and that the brain doesn't come through the crack. Seriously, I'm sick just talking about it. The mass on his head will absorb eventually and they don't have to do anything about it. It scares me so much to let him crawl around and play because I'm afraid he will hurt it again. I knew when he started pulling himself up to furniture at 7 months that he was going to get hurt, but I never thought to this extent. Needless to say, I blame myself. I should have baby proofed better. AND I should have trusted my instinct when he first hit his head to call the Dr. I'm so thankful to my Heavenly Father that he is going to be okay. Scary night, but for what happened we got the best possible answer!

This is how happy he was when he was awake. I didn't leave him in the crib much when he was awake. All he wanted to do was pull himself up and stand in it and it scared me. I mean really, put a child with a skull fracture in a metal crib...NO THANK YOU!

Being in Children's made me so thankful for my healthy children. We saw many REALLY sick kids and it broke our hearts. I pray for all of them now in my nightly prayers. We hope we don't have to go back there with a child ever again!