Show and Tell

I wanted to share something that was from Wyoming where I grew up, this cabin was built by my grandfather who will be ninety this December. The rock part of the cabin was built first and the second room was built. I remember going up to the Mountain on the Fourth of July most years unless there was a wild fire. We would BBQ, then make Angles on Horseback. This picture was take the last time I was in Wyoming about 6 years ago. I wanted to share this I guess because I am home sick, for Wyoming and Washington where my mom lives.
Angles on Horseback was my Grandmother’s Name for S’mores Gram crackers, Hershey bar, and toasted marshmallow.

Bright Summer Day!

My little one on a bright summer day with a bight smile!

A Mother’s Journey

I am approaching the last quarter of a BSN program, in December I should be finished!!!! This quarter I am in Death and Dying So I think that I have cried more in the past five weeks than I have since 2004. That is beside the point though we are working on a presentation for class next week the topic is Children and death, our focus is assisting parents and children thought the dying process I found this web page of pictures of a women and her son who was dying. A Mother’s Journey by Renée C. Byer. I cried I could not imagine the pain she felt watching her vibrant little boy deteriorate to a skeleton with skin. As a mother I wonder how I would muster up the strength it would take to day in and day out take care of my child. I believe that Heavenly Father would give me the strength and mental capacity to care for my child while in this crisis. After the death I would then break down, or at least I would hope that my child would see me as someone who could be their rock and the person they turned to.
I do not know Cyndie but my heart goes out to her I admire her strength in allowing Renée to capture the most trying time of any one’s life, the treatment of neuroblastoma. Cyndie had to have been courageous in caring for Derek it looked as though she did things to make him feel loved, to have fun, to give support, and comfort.
I thought this was a wonderful set of pictures, raw and emotional, but worth the time. After I watched the slide show I just wanted to hold my little girl tight, to love her and to have her feel my love, a mother’s love.

Trashcan surprise

We had absolutely no patients tonight, not one at all, but at 5 am we have two direct admits coming in one for a c-section and one for an induction. It is nice to not have to do anything, so I studied patho so exciting. I was reading Rebirth’s story tonight I thought it was hilarious, talking about smells. I do not know what it is but when ever my stomachic is upset I get a stinky patient. Right before I had my little girl I took care of this woman in the ER, every time I went in her room I put a mask on with Vicks in my nose, in I would trod. I did fine until I had to Discharge her she wanted to ask a question and she started to talk and I could feel my lunch start to resurface. Before I could get out of her room I lost it in the trash can. So when the lady left everyone was teasing me about barfing in the trashcan.

Show and Tell

This is my first time to post on Show and tell I think this is a great thing I was able to look at others show and tell is was very interesting. My Dad who is in his late Fifty got married on Friday, after being divorced for the past 20 years I am really excited for him. So I wanted to share it.

It will be Ok Mommy

Working in Labor and Delivery I very seldom have to deal with death and dying, but since I am working on my bachelors and that is one of the classes I am currently taking I have been forced to look at mortality. In the not so distant past I had to assist a mother who was extremely preterm. The infant passed right after delivery only gasping once the mother had been prepared for what to expect, but I as an experienced nurse, I was not ready for the death of someone so small. I had had a number of old people die while under my care in the ER but none so young. It really took me back at how I was able to get through the day but then I just wanted to go home and hold my baby. I was able to compartmentalize my feeling until I got home and then I held my little girl and cried, she did not understand why Mommy was crying. She just let me hold her and patted me on my back as if to say it will be ok. Thinking back I wonder if I should have handled my emotions that way. Was it wrong of me to bring my work home with me? I think that this is my way of coping with the situation, to hold my baby close and cry because I am so thankful for her and what she brings to my life and in all the ways that she teaches me. “It will be Ok Mommy I will sit with you while you cry.”

Today is Father’s day, so to all Happy Father’s Day!!

Today makes me think of the birth of our daughter and how my husband was with our daughter. He is so gentle with her he plays with her, he reads to her, he does her hair; he even takes care of her all night when I am at work.
In the beginning he could not do much because I was breast feeding, so he would change diapers, hold her, and anything that I would ask of him. As a father he wanted to be right there with the birth, early days, and he enjoys watching her grow.
As a father the biggest help you can be to mom and baby is to limit visitors, change diapers, and support your wife in what she wants and needs. My husband was great he was there to change diapers and as time went on has become confident in his abilities as a father, so much so that he cares for our little girl at night while I work.
Happy Father’s day to all and kudos to all DADs who are willing to share the work with a mom who works out side of the home.