November 29, 2008
Hallie's best friend
Me, Emily, and Jill. It's so nice to have such good friends. I am not sure why it looks like Em has a bird coming out of her head, but just trust me, she is bird free.
This one is my favorite! Aren't they so cute? They spent some time just staring at each other, becoming familiar with one another. By the way, Thanks Em for the picture, cause I stole it right off your blog!
For good measure, we better have a picture of us as a family. We of course took our own photo, therefore, we have no good ones. Oh well.
Turkey with all the trimmings
1)This is Great-Grandma Daniels. She repeatedly told me how gorgeous Hallie is, which of course I love to hear because I am her mother. Everyone on my mom's side of the family thinks Hallie looks like Devin.
2)This is my brother Clark. He had not seen Hallie yet as he has been up at school at the University of Idaho.
3)My dad and Sharon. Though they were here when Hallie was born, they have not as of yet been pictured on the blog and they were upset, so here they are now.
4) Great Grandma Strobel. Hallie is great grandchild number 30 on my dad's side if I am counting right.
5) My step-brother Jack. He is 8 years old and apparently he has never been around babies much. He was quizzing my dad on the ride to Thanksgiving dinner all about Hallie and then when he got there, he was asking me all sorts of hilarious questions. He first asked, "what words does she know?" I told him I wasn't really sure, so he asked, "Well does she at least know 'hi'?" I said sure, she probably understands it. His response to that was, "Well doesn't she know how to say it?" He was really shocked that she might not know how to say anything. He then asked, "Well, does she walk?" to which I had to explain that Hallie is only 3 weeks old and she probably won't walk until she is a year old or so. I thought it was all pretty hilarious.
We enjoyed our Thanksgiving. It was great having so many volunteers to hold Hallie to keep her entertained. Now I am afraid she will be spoiled and I will be the only one around to hold her all the time. Oh, well. I love her very much and I can't get enough of her. She seems to be changing so fast, it is crazy. I can't blink or else I feel like I will miss something!
November 24, 2008
Lots to be Thankful For
I am grateful for:
*The fact that Devin and I were brought together and that we love each other
*My beautiful baby
*extra storage space in our house
*pictures
*memories
*my extended family on both sides. I have AMAZING family!
*A sister who listens to me whenever I need her to
*My health, Devin's health, Hallie's health
*The gospel in my life
*The blessings of tithing
*Modern conveniences: Electricity, Washers and Dryers (though we don't have one...), toilets, etc.
*An education
*My job...I LOVE IT
*The ability to have children
*In-laws who are great and are blessing the family through their service as missionaries
*Lasting friendships
*The genorosity of others
*People who teach me by example
*Parents who raised me, even though I was a bit of a devil as a youngster
*the hometown where I was raised
*A temple marriage
*A temple so nearby
*Family and friends who are just a phonecall away when I need them (or even when I don't)
*The ability to have FUN!
*Good food... (that equals Thanksgiving dinner to me, my most FAVORITE meal!)
*Examples of people who have passed away
*Learning from hardships
*Candy, Cakes, Cookies, Sweets in general (okay, I am a sugar addict!)
*Good books
*The ability to travel and see the world
*The kids in Ecuador who I still love so much, think about daily, and pray for daily
*Eternal families
*Temple work/Geneology
*Birthdays!
*Family together time (even if it can get rough!)
*Neil Diamond (especially those leather pants!)
*History
*Diet Coke
*baseball (love it)
*Running cars (oh yeah, only one of ours runs right now, but I am still grateful for it)
*Those willing to babysit for me
*Baked goods (oh did I already mention that?)
*Mental health
*Family Reunions
*Skittles, gummies, even chocolate lately
*Beaches
*Reader's Digests (I love those too...DI 25 cents apiece!)
*Good roommates during my college experience
*The things I learned from my internship/time at Vantage Point
*Knowledge of the Plan of Salvation
*Bikes
*the color yellow
*coloring books and crayons
*Technology, computers, cell phones, blogs, etc.
*fun games
*a good night's sleep (especially lately)
Ok, I am pretty sure I could go on forever. Once you start, you can't stop! But I am pretty sure no one is reading this anymore, so I will stop! But I am grateful for all of YOU too for being examples in my life and for the influence you have had on me, even if you think you have not. HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!!!
November 20, 2008
November 16, 2008
First "Real" Pictures
Hallie's first manicure
And for good measure, because she is cute, here are some more pictures because she is growing SO FAST and changing day by day. These same pictures may appear on Jennifer's blog because they are stolen from her, but that is okay!
November 15, 2008
Hallie doesn't like boys
Doing okay so far...
November 11, 2008
Per the Grandma's Request
I know this picture is blurry, but look at that facial expression. Believe me, she has some funny ones.
Hallie loves bathtime. Check out that face...oh and especially the cheeks! I know this picture is horrible, but I think its so funny. She is relaxed as can be and those cheeks are just hanging out in all their glory.
I promise I will post something soon other than the baby...oh except that's all my life consists of now! I change diapers, I feed her, we sleep, we do household chores. That about sums it up! We are happy as can be though and loving life with Hallie. We especially are appreciative of everyone's support of us and all the help we have received with meals, visitors, etc.
November 7, 2008
The Story
Well for those of you who want to know the story of Hallie's birth, here we go. It is quite the tale...just kidding. I actually had been having contractions consistently since Saturday morning. I finally made Devin take me to Labor and Delivery Sunday night, where they checked me and told me that I was dilated to a 3. They monitored me for an hour and said that if I dilated any more they would keep me, but if not, they would send me home. I knew I wouldn't dilate anymore in the hour because my contractions were not strong enough. At that point, they were barely painful, but it was obnoxious that they were coming 2 minutes apart but nothing was progressing. When they came with the news that they were sending me home, they told me they were calling my doctor just to update him. I asked the nurse to talk to him myself. She looked a little shocked at the request, but let me talk to him. At that point, I was so frustrated not knowing what was going on and not knowing how much longer I would just have to deal with constant contractions, I was near tears. When I talked to him, he asked what had been happening and I relayed the information. I am sure he could sense my frustration, because he said that we would watch and see what happened Monday and then if nothing progressed on my own, he would induce me on Tuesday. I felt happy enough with this information, but he must have felt especially bad for me as when I went to leave, the ladies at the desk called me over and told me that he had put me on the induction schedule for Tuesday already.
I went home on pain meds, Percocet. Let me just tell you, me and pain meds=not a good combo!! Whenever I have had serious pain drugs before, I am ALWAYS loopy, as my sister and Devin can attest. Well, that night was no exception. I was seriously giddy all night laughing hysterically at everything. Devin revoked my phone priveledges at one point because I kept calling back and forth between my mom and sister and dying laughing about nothing. Needless to say, I went to bed happy and slept like a rock.
(Oh no, we already have a thumb sucker!)
Monday night I got the call to be at the hospital at 7 am. I was happy to hear the early hour, since sometimes I know that people who are induced are called and told they have to wait because people who are in active labor come in before they get to their time. Anyway, we walked into American Fork hospital on time and I was the only one there in labor and delivery! (I bet that is rare in these parts!). I got started on the pitocin around 7:30 am and my doctor came in to break my water around 8 am. He told me, "Don't try to be brave and experience labor...as soon as you are uncomfortable, get the epidural!" I didn't listen. I waited until I was past uncomfortable...my pain went from a 1 to a 10 in the matter of 15 minutes as the contractions took full reign. I thought I was going to die. I didn't know whether I should stand, sit, slouch, or just curl into the fetal position. My nurse had buzzed the anasthesiologist by this point, but he was taking his sweet time getting there (at least that is how it seemed to me!). When he finally arrived, my nurse had checked me and I was dilated to a 5. After he got done with the epidural, which was amazing by the way, the nurse left the room and came back 15 minutes later to check me and I was dilated to an 8. Meanwhile, she was running in and out having me lay on my side, put on oxygen, and moving the baby's heart monitor from my abdomen to the baby's head as well as the contraction monitor from my abdomen to inside also. I was worried because she wasn't really direct with me about what was going on...turns out later I was told that the baby's heart rate was dropping dangerously low each time I had a contraction so they wanted to monitor them more closely. They were in contact with my doctor who also had them pump fluid back into my uterus to see if that would help.
(Hallie is all girl and loves pink. Well, okay, maybe her mom likes to put her in pink, but hey! We decided to put on the tutu that Ashley gave her today to see how she looks! Ohhhhh fun!!)
(Too much pink!?)
*Sorry for the long post and possibly too many details, but I do want to record this because who knows when I will get to the journal. So sad that I am more dedicated to my blog than to my journal, huh?*
November 5, 2008
More of our beautiful baby
Hello huge pants!! Thanks Great-aunt Sue-Dawg for the adorable pants, though they are newborns they will fit soon enough!
November 4, 2008
Hallie Brynn Perry
Little Hallie was born today at 12:09 pm. We came to the hospital at 7 am and she came a quick 5 hours later. She is 19 inches long, 7 lbs 8 oz. and absolutely beautiful! She has blue eyes and really chubby cheeks and so far has a really sweet disposition!
November 1, 2008
Farewell VP!
10) Playing the board game "Ticket to Ride" all the time with the youth and my co-workers. If you have not discovered this game, YOU MUST. It took me a while to get into it, but now I am addicted. Too bad it costs $40 to buy or I would get it myself. However, I just discovered that you can play it online! What a problem....
9) On my first grave shift, which is 11pm-7am, (luckily I didn't have to do too many of those), I didn't know what to expect. Obviously I thought the kids would sleep and everything would be dandy, but no, I just happened to be there on a night when the police brought in 3 runaway girls from a long term drug rehab program. They were all from out of state and had escaped somehow. The police brought them to us, so I got to call their parents in California, Minnesota, and somewhere else in the middle of the night to report their activities. Then the director of their program came to pick them up and it was like an all out brawl. The girls screamed profanities over and over and finally the people literally just dragged them out and locked them in the van. I just stood there in shock as we have a no contact policy at our program. It made for an exciting night!
8) On my birthday, we had a youth there who was also celebrating his birthday. He was there for a while and so we got to know him well. At the beginning he was super hard to deal with and kind of made things difficult for us. As we got to know him though, he turned out to be a really nice kid with a hard background (usually the case with most kids there). Anyway, on our birthday, he made a professional looking cake...seriously it looked so awesome...and decorated it with flowers on top and wrote "Happy Birthday Kim". I was so impressed because he went out of his way to make the cake for me, even though it was his birthday too.
7) We have to go on an annual retreat each year and listen to boring speakers all day long talk about stuff apparently related to our job. This past summer, we spent the day up at a campground near Provo doing just that. However, our old supervisor, Mike, was determined to make it fun. While the people spoke, he proceeded to make up songs with everyone from Vantage Point's name used in them and sing them quietly, so we could all hear. I was having such a hard time paying attention because his songs were so ridiculous and funny. For example, my song was "the Kimcredible, edible egg." Our therapist Kathleen's song was "Kath-lean on me, when you're not strong..." Those are just some examples and he came up with one and proceeded to sing it for EVERYONE.
6) Recently, we had a girl start wheezing at the gym while we played sports. She sat outside to catch her breath for a while and didn't seem to be doing any better, so I took her back to Vantage Point (the gym is across the street). We called the nurse, who checked her out and said that her pulse was a little high, but she should be okay. I went to walk her to her bedroom and she collapsed into my arms. We grabbed a matress and put her in the hall where she proceeded to have a full on panic attack. She was writhing all over and wheezing so bad I thought she was going to die. I was freaking out...but luckily, shortly thereafter a police officer came to drop off another youth and let us know that he doubles as a paramedic. He bent down to talk to her and help her and stood right back up, took me aside, and told me the whole thing was an act. NICE. And I was about to call 911!
5) One Saturday for a service project, we took the youth to a nursing home in Spanish Fork. I was really concerned that they were going to have a hard time there, afterall, a lot of these kids are frequent fliers in the juvenile system, have been heavily involved with drugs and alcohol, etc. I just didn't know how they would respond to the elderly. I was so surprised though because they all did so awesome there! They jumped right in, took the people for walks, read them books, colored with them, and everyone said as we left how much they had enjoyed the experience. There is just something about serving others...
4) I was walking by the front door of our facility one day and saw a girl standing out there. She had not rung the doorbell, but looked really suspicious, so I answered the door and asked if I could help her. She said she needed to use a bathroom. I directed her across the street where there are public bathrooms, but she insisted that she needed to use the bathroom in our building. I told her no, then asked if she knew anyone there. She finally admitted that she did and said that her fiancee was sitting right there on the couch. I was so confused for a moment because we had a 12 year old boy and one other boy that I knew didn't have a fiancee. Then it clicked...she was the fiancee of one of our female clients! She was not supposed to be there, obviously, and tried to give me false names to come in to visit with her. Well, long story short, she stayed for a long time trying to talk our case manager into letting her see her girlfriend, but we just couldn't allow it. I was creeped out though because she had a van load of people with her and it seemed like she had been outside for who knows how long just peering in the windows watching her girlfriend. If I hadn't just seen her out there, who knows how long she would have camped out watching everyone. Yikes.
3) One day, I was helping my co-worker Amy cook dinner. We were making stir fry and she put the pan on the burner, turned it on, then dumped in a whole bunch of oil. The entire pan literally just burst into flames! Amy started yelling, grabbed the pan, put it on the floor, and then ran to the other side of the kitchen. The flames eventually died themselves, but it was so funny to watch. We teased Amy (still do) alot about the time she lit the kitchen on fire.
2) One night, the kids were in bed and Amy and I were there with a male staff. We were sitting in the office and kept smelling cigarette smoke coming through the vents. Well, we went on a huge man hunt looking in all the vents wondering where the smoke could possibly be coming from. Never did it occur to us to look in at the kids...haha. Well the next day, the same thing happened and the staff that I was there with that time marched right down the hall, opened the door to one of the girls' bedrooms and caught a girl smoking a cigarette right there on her bed! Obviously they are not allowed to have those things, but she had snuck them in in her bra. I felt so stupid that the three of us the day before were complete brickheads and searched the entire building, EXCEPT the rooms where the kids were. Nice, huh?
1) One night as our shift was winding down, we had an especially defiant kid who thought it was funny to break all the rules. I was getting so bugged by him because he kept sneaking out the windows and then ringing the front doorbell to be let back in. The windows are obviously alarmed, but he had learned to manipulate the alarm somehow so it didn't go off when he went out the window. Well, he did this over and over and over so we eventually decided not to let him back in (all the doors have to be opened by keys). We told him if he did it one more time, we would call the police. Of course, he did it again. By this point, I was kind of actually thinking it was funny (better to laugh then get too uptight, right?). So we called the police, who showed up as this kid was outside cleaning the grill (at least he was making good use of his time outside, huh?). As he saw them pull up, he must have gotten scared, because he took of running to the side of the building. I don't think he was going anywhere, but I was outside at this point too, and obviously the officer thought he was because he slammed his foot on the break in the middle of the parking lot, threw the car in park, jumped out and ran as fast as he could after the kid. The kid was just as alarmed as the rest of us watching this scene, so he stopped running and turned around looking bewildered as the cop came smashing into him and took him straight to the ground. hahaha...it was hilarious.
Well, this post is extremely long, but it has been a fun trip down memory lane for me. Here's hoping that the kids at Vantage Point will always behave for the staff left there!!!