Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Nothing like a cat for motivation

Here are some new crawling videos. Gideon still crawls army style only, but he sure gets around mighty fast. His physical therapist said it's perfectly fine if he doesn't ever crawl with his belly off the ground. We try to help him, but since army crawling requires pushing with his toes, he doesn't understand how to crawl pushing with his knees. Too funny. The only problem with this type of crawling is, he is wearing out the belly of all his clothes!

 Oh, I hit a button, when I wasn't suppose to, so this video is in two parts.


Pulling to stand


So, in my insane amount of smartness, I filmed this video in two different directions. So, the first part of the video you will have to watch sideways. Sorry about that.

As my previous post stated, I had no idea Gideon could pull himself to a standing position. Funny thing is, we had just been to his nine month visit and that was the only skill I didn't say yes to. Then, I find him standing, on the verge of brain damage, in the middle of the night. Now, he has plenty of opportunities to pull himself up. He just never did it. Then I found the proper motivation. I put my laptop on the couch and he pulled himself right up to get it. And I caught the perfect video of it.

Too soon, I tell ya...

The other night I walked in and found Gideon STANDING up in his bed. I nearly had a heart attack. I thought this didn't happen til he was like five or something. I didn't know he could pull himself up. Maybe that's because I spend too much time telling him to stop getting bigger.

Later that day, this is how I found him when I went to get him from his nap. He is only kneeling in this picture. When he stands, he could tip right over and out of his crib. Brian gets home after Gideon goes to bed every night. And I needed a special tool to move the bottom down, which I couldn't find. So I had to put him to bed that night in terror he was going to fall out. And of course, he refused to fall asleep at 4:30 am. I was too scared to put him in and let him cry himself to sleep. Eventually, I won and he fell asleep. I never got back to bed.

But the next day, Brian came home early from work and we moved the bed down. I'm no longer terrified of him falling out and when he decides not to sleep at 4:30 am, he can safely cry himself back to sleep.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Favorite Spot

This is Gideon's favorite spot in the living room. He saw the cats go under here one day, so he crawled right under and giggled with delight. Now, he spends lots of time here. Just chilling and looking around. In he goes, and out runs the cat. He thinks it's a game. The cats think they are being tortured.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

When the helmet is off...

For one precious hour, every day, Gideon gets to have his helmet off. It's my favorite hour of the entire day. I don't have to squish his forehead and push it back because it's in his eyes again for the 400th time. It doesn't push his forehead into his eyes causing his eyes to be partway shut all the time. He isn't tugging and pulling at it. He has even figured out how to play peek-a-boo with the helmet it can be so wiggly. And honestly, he is cute in that helmet, but he is 1000 times cuter with it off.

His head has changed so much. Even though I am whining about this helmet,  if I had to do it all over again, knowing what I know now. I'd still put the helmet on him. I'm just so excited for it to be all over. Just under four weeks left!! Two less doctors to see (in fact that only leaves his Pediatrician - happy day!), and a LOT less doctor visits. His head will be so pretty. And just one less thing to worry about every day. Oh, and his growth plates will no longer be overlapped causing his brain to not have enough room to grow. Not that that is a big thing, or anything like that.

I used to have to watch the time to know when to take it off. Now, Gideon crawls over to me and starts yanking on the helmet every day at 6:00pm. Like clockwork. Once, I take it off, he must play with it for a few minutes.

He usually bangs in on the floor and screams into it. Who blames him?I'd do it too. He now cries every time I put it back on. We are almost there, little buddy!! Hang on. But he is going to have a rude awakening when he gets it off. Currently, he bangs his head into stuff with no consequence. I'm sure it's really going to hurt if he tries that with no helmet. Hopefully, he will learn quick.

Friday, August 17, 2012

Happy Boy

This is the little guy I get to play with most days. Surrounded by toys, on his back (or belly), with a big huge grin on his face. He is getting four top teeth, all at the same time, right now. So, I really treasure the happy moments currently. Poor kiddo. He is a drooly, snotty mess. But that smile still shines through. He loves to take the rings off the stacker, knock down towers, take things out, click his tongue, play with things that require him to use his fingers very carefully, drink water, and eat anything and everything. I just love this kid!

Thursday, August 16, 2012

The Big Reveal!

Here I am without a cast!

I can TOTALLY tell a difference in my nose shape. And my breathing is so much better already!! Since my nose is still so swollen, I'm going to wait to post a before and after comparison.

I still have to sleep with my cast on for the next two weeks, but I can handle that. At least Gideon and I may not get such horrible looks out in public - me with my nose and he with his helmet. Although, the entire week I had the cast on Gideon never touched or even tried to come near my nose. Today, with the cast off, he hit my nose three times. I'm slightly tempted to wear it all day. OH the pain! The lots of stitches, inside my nose, will dissolve in the next few weeks, the swelling should be gone within three weeks and who knows on those beautiful black eyes.

And honestly, I can breathe a lot easier already, even with my nose filled with gunk. Can't wait until it's back to normal to see what breathing is really like. And, my sense of smell is off the wall. I can smell things so far away now and much longer. It's amazing!

Little Spaces

Gideon is getting everywhere now. And I mean everywhere. I took the baskets out of the table to block off a couple of areas, and this is what happened. He just crawled right into the table. And loved every second of it. Well, until he couldn't figure out how to get out. I couldn't even get him to look at me. He would go all the way to one end, turn around, go to the other end, turn around. Over and over and over again. He didn't even play with anything. Just the fact he could do it, that was enough. So cute!

Monday, August 13, 2012

Thank Goodness for Help

Brian's Mom, Dad and niece, Kenzie came to help while I had my nose surgery. Gideon got up earlier than normal the morning of the surgery, which worked out perfect because I was able to put him down for his first nap before leaving. They took him on walks, played and watched Baby Einstein with him. For me, they did all the dishes, cooked the meals, let me take naps and did all the laundry! Spoiled rotten! I seriously couldn't have survived without all the help.

Gideon is crawling like crazy and loves standing up. So, we tried to see how he did at walking. (much to my sadness - he can take all the time he wants to walk!)

He took a few steps but didn't really get it. (to my happiness - crawling has been life changing enough!)

And note the ugly bruise on my arm. That's from my IV. The guy who put it in wasn't too good at it. He stuck the needle in then searched for the vein. Ouchie!

Big smile with his two cute bottom teeth showing.

Kenzie spoiled Mokie rotten. She snuggled with her ALL the time. Mokie was in absolute heaven. Now Mokie is a holy terror. She follows me everywhere meowing for attention and to be held. The millisecond I sit down, she jumps right onto my lap. And when I was washing the kitchen floor (on hands and knees) she jumped on my back and would rub her body all over my arms while I was scrubbing. Seriously! Kenzie, please come back to Utah and get your cat. She's driving me crazy and is now yours!

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Nose Surgery

When I was a kid I was playing on this new playground my Elementary school was putting in, and broke my nose. Although, I'm not sure anyone knew at that time it was broken. It was one huge and complete scab from scraping down the side of a cement tube. The next day was pictures, which I totally missed that year. I, honestly, never thought about my nose again until Jr. High when people made fun of my crooked nose.


In my adult life I have complained to my doctor that I feel like I can't take in enough oxygen. I had a few tests done, and found nothing was wrong. I just decided I was crazy. Then, in July, I was bringing my head forward, Gideon brought his back, and smack. I actually heard my nose break. And yikes, did it ever hurt. For days and days. So I went to my regular doctor who sent me to an Ear, Nose, Throat Doctor. That doctor told me that the childhood break had obstructed 75-80% of my nasal passage on the right side. He said I probably felt like I couldn't get enough oxygen for a long time. Yeah! I'm not crazy. The new break, on the left side, was also obstructing. So, I could live with decreased breathing or I could have surgery.


Surgery would require my nose to be re broken and set back in place. I set up the surgery but went back and forth, convinced and unconvinced to have it. Especially, taking care of Gideon after surgery and making sure he didn't smack my nose again. I tell you what, those first few days, I really regretted ever having the surgery. I couldn't take the narcotic pain pill (even a half of it) because it made me totally sick and crazy. The only other option is Tylenol, which worked but I needed to take it more often than directions say. And with the whole hype about liver damage, I was too afraid to take too much.


 Other than the pain, it felt like the WORST cold of my life. Horrible stuffiness, complete inability to breathe. I would fall asleep at night or during a nap, my mouth would close and I would wake up freaking out because I was suffocating. It was awful. Stuff nightmares are made of. Night after night after night. Seriously, who needs to sleep when one is afraid of literally dying!


Then I headed to the doctor this past Monday for my post surgery check up. Turns out it was more than that. He stuffed cotton up my nose to numb it. Then he used this sucking instrument to literally suck everything out of my nose. Then he stuffed more cotton further up, and sucked more gunk out. This time, he literally sucked my throat into my nose. I'm not even kidding. When I said something about it, he said I was right. More awfulness. But I could breathe. Kind of. My nose was sensitive and the air felt hurty, freezing cold. But I could BREATHE!! I will wear this cast until Thursday and then get it taken off. My doctor told me I would be really pleased with how my nose turned out when I get the cast off. So now I'm kind of excited!

Thursday, August 9, 2012

It has begun...

He's crawling!!!

And he goes everywhere and he gets into everything and my life has REALLY changed now.

At first, he could keep one arm tucked under his body, pull himself forward, stick that arm under, bring the other one out and pull himself forward. In just two days, he got much faster. And as of this morning, he is trying to figure it out while up on all fours.

Watch out world! Here comes, Gideon.

Peek-a-boo!

Gideon has been playing peek-a-boo for a while now. I still remember how fun it was the first time he covered his own face to play the game. So stinkin' cute! His newest thing is to play while in his crib. As soon as he wakes up, he pushes down the crib runner and calls, "Momma!" When I come in, he giggles in delight, then lets go so I can't see him. Then we play peek-a-boo for a few minutes. I just love this kid.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Aunt Lucille's Funeral

My sweet Aunt Lucille passed away on July 26, 2012. She was married to my Uncle Wally, my Grandfather's brother. They live really close to me and I've been so lucky to go and visit them often. Uncle Wally would always tell stories about growing up in his family. I LOVED it.

The first memory of Aunt Lucille I remember is spending the entire day in our big van traveling to Utah. We pulled up in their driveway and her and Uncle Wally came out to greet us. She loved to tickle us by counting our ribs. She always had the biggest and best smiles. I'm going to miss that smile.

More recently, her health had really been declining. She was still at home and I went to visit, bringing along ultrasound pictures and the news that our baby was going to be a boy. She was so excited but sad and frustrated that her sight was gone enough that she couldn't see the outline of the baby in the photos. She couldn't wait to hold him and give him kisses. My heart is sad because she never got that wish. She went into the hospital the same time Gideon was born. She was even under quarantine she was so sick. She never made it back home and Gideon was too little, by hospital standards, to be allowed to visit. Now that she is in heaven and perfect, I hope she is looking down on him and sending him some kisses. I'm sure going to miss you, Aunt Lucille.

From her funeral program:

Lucille Ann Keller (Lucy) Wahlen

Obituary
Lucille Ann Keller Wahlen (Lucy)
Auf Wiedersehen
Born October 22, 1925, in Bergertown, Murray, Utah, to Rudolph and Anna Keller. Married Wally Wahlen on September 5, 1947, in Las Vegas, Nevada. Graduated from Murray High School in 1944. During high school, Lucy enjoyed tumbling and gymnastics, and was a member of the Murray-Go-Rounds. Lucy lived most of her life in Murray. From 1948 to 1956, Wally and Lucy resided in Richland, Washington, where Lucille worked in Health Services for General Electric. Upon returning to Utah, Lucy was self-employed with Lucille's Draperies. Lucy was a lifelong member of Christ Lutheran Church, Murray. Lucy's abiding faith and loving relationship with her Savior was a constant source of comfort and joy throughout her life. She loved to bowl, golf, and swim. Lucy and Wally enjoyed extensive world travels. She loved life and lived it to the fullest.
Lucille is survived by her husband of 64 years, Wally; son, Dennis Mitchell Wahlen (Linda); daughter, Pam Mitchell Wahlen; grandchildren, Darren Wack, Wendi Melling (Stuart), Sara Wack, and Hollli Wahlen; great-grandson, Hunter Wack; brother Bill Keller. She was preceded in death by parents; sister, Susie Mitchell; brother, George Keller; and grandson, Lonnie Wack.
Special thanks to the congregation of Christ Lutheran Church. We wish to express our sincerest gratitude for the kindness and exceptional care provided by the staff at Highland Care Center. Thank you to Gregg Soffe and the staff of Jenkins-Soffe Funeral Home.
Funeral services will be held Wednesday, August 1, 2012, 4:00 p.m. at Christ Lutheran Church, 240 E. 5600 So. Murray. Interment: Murray City Cemetery, 5600 So. Vine St., Murray,Utah. In lieu of flowers donations may be made to Christ Lutheran Church, Murray, Utah, in the name of Lucille Wahlen.
Online condolences may be shared with the family at www.jenkins-soffe.com