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Our Dearest Hawthorne

Backtracking again, I must record a little about our crazy, unpredictable dog.

When we went to visit my parents back in May, we decided to leave Hawthorne in New York since we will be staying there for about 3 months, until Oliver starts working. Since, he loves the woods and being outdoors, we knew he would not mind.

One day, my Dad decided to take him up to his favorite place in the entire world: The 100 Acre Woods. Hawthorne gets to ride in the front of my Dad's truck, while Carigan, our family dog who hates Hawthorne, rode in the back. To make a long story short, while they were in route to the 100 Acres, Hawthorne must have seen some cows and JUMPED out the front passenger side window. He went tumbling as the truck was going at a decent speed. My Dad pulled over immediately and ran to see if Hawthorne was okay.

After 2 nights at the Vet's and a few scary days for us all, Hawthorne seems to be recovering well. He suffered no broken bones, but has some torn muscles and major bruising. My Dad says he walks like an old man.

We are just so happy he is okay. You do not realize how much you love your crazy, energy-filled dog until you almost lose him. Hopefully he has learned a lesson: don't jump out of a moving vehicle. I also hope he associates cows with pain as well, or my next post will be about him getting kicked by a cow.

Oliver Graduates!

Well, I know this happened back in May, but I could not go on without posting this major event in our lives. Oliver is done with Law School, and although I was not happy with his graduation cap choice, I am very proud of him. I wasn't able to see most of the ceremony, due to an active little person, but I did get to see him walk and get his diploma. It was very special.

Here is our little "drama" king playing with his favorite toy, a little table that has little wooden letters that spell his name, a gift from the recruiter at Gibson, Dunn, and Crutcher, Mike Flanagan. He absolutely loves it. He is starting to look like such a big boy. He is going through a stage right now and only wants to be held by me. He cries hysterically if anyone tries to hold him. He makes me feel so special and loved. Of course, it is really hard right now because I am not suppose to carry him until my feet are completely healed. But he makes the pain worth it and we spend a lot of time on the floor together.

Oliver only has 3 days of school left. This coming Wednesday is his last day of classes, and then only 2 weeks until graduation. He is really excited about finishing and starting the next chapter: studying for the New York Bar Exam.

Isaiah Pulls Himself Up!

I believe it was this past Monday, or was it last week, my mom and I were sitting on the bed in my room talking. Isaiah was happily playing in his crib. For those of you who do not know, Oliver and I decided to move the crib in our room, right next to our bed. Anyway, my mom and I were deep in conversation when I looked over at the crib to see how my little angel was doing. To my extreme surprise, there he was standing up, holding on to the side of the crib, smiling at me. I was so surprised that I almost caused him to fall when I jumped. My mom is such a fast thinker and quickly grabbed the camera and I snapped a photo. I will post that one shortly. He has a really funny look on his face.

He is nonstop. He crawls all over and is pretty quick. Unfortunately, he loves my treadmill and is always climbing on it. He also loves to go to the patio door and bang on it, especially when Hawthorne is on the other side. He loves to jump up and down when I hold him and has hit the area where I had my stitches so many times I just give up... We do have a lot of fun crawling around together since I can't carry him yet. If I walk too much, it is a long night of achy legs and sore feet. But I do feel they are improving by the day. And for those of you who know me as one who pushes myself, don't worry, I got the bill for the procedure, and I WILL follow my doctors orders to a T. Well, maybe just to an S which is really good for me.

Isaiah is so much fun and I really have been thinking it is time for another child...then I got carsick today and the 9 months of morning sickness all came back to me. Not to mention, I have lost all my pregnancy weight, but still have some major toning to do.

Well, tomorrow is Easter, so I better get to bed so I can be alert and listen well in church tomorrow. Haha, it kind of sounds like I only go to church on Easter. Don't worry Mommy and Daddy, I go every week.

That reminds me, I miss my mom so much. She was here for 3 weeks to help me with the baby while I recovered and she was an angel. She cooked, cleaned, deep cleaned, tried to teach Hawthorne to mind us, watched the baby, gave me good advice, and just made me so happy. I always have such a hard time saying goodbye to my parents. I was so lucky to be born into their home and I cannot wait to go to New York this Spring and spend some time with them. Hawthorne is really excited too; he loves the 100 acre woods!

Isaiah, Isaiah, Isaiah...

So, Isaiah pulled himself up to a standing position a few days ago. I could not believe it. Luckily my Mom was close by to catch him when he fell. He really is growing by leaps and bounds.

As for the rest of us, Oliver is working on a final as I type. He has been working diligently as always and helping me out with the baby, since I can't carry him.

Well, my mom leaves in a few days. The next few weeks should be interesting. I'm not quite sure how I am going to manage while Oliver is at school. The baby and I will be crawling around together. :)

Thursday Can't Come Quick Enough

Well, I am definitely sick of not being able to get around. I have an appt. on Thursday to get my stitches out and get re-wrapped. I am hoping that I will be informed that I am able to start walking more. This sitting around with my feet up is no fun at all. Thank goodness my mom is here though. I am in a lot of pain and there is no way I would be able to take care of the baby. It looks as though I will be illiciting the help of my Pops after my mother leaves. I did not realize how long it would be before I can carry the baby. He has been a little angel through all of this. We are so blessed to have him. Oliver is getting a taste of how it feels to get up multiple times at night as well. He must be really tired. At least he knows how I feel now. The only difference is, he has to go to school all day. Poor guy. I am so lucky to have a great husband and baby and family that are helping me so much. Hawthorne on the other hand...Can you say DOG TRAINER NEEDED!