Monty is 30!

On Sunday Monty celebrated the big 30. It was a rather nice and enjoyable weekend. Friday night Monty's sister watched Mia and I picked Monty up from work. We went shopping and found Mia's sealing and blessing dress, then I surprised Monty and we went out to dinner. Monty's favorite food is hamburgers and I found a hamburger restaurant we'd never tried. We went to Salt City Burgers. DELICIOUS! Then I surprised him again and we spent the night down in Salt Lake. We swam in the hotel pool, rented a red box and enjoyed popcorn, soda, and candy. It was a really fun date night out. Sunday we headed down to Monty's parents for a "family dinner."

I should preface the rest of this story with a little back story. Several months ago, before Mia was born, Monty was having a difficult time with the idea that he was going to be 30. He made the mistake of mentioning this to one of his sisters. Not smart. She told her family it was a Borrowman family duty to make this worse. For anyone who knows the Borrowmans this is no big surprise. So Sunday afternoon we headed to West Jordan. There was indeed a family dinner. It had somewhat of a memorial theme to it. Everyone was dressed in black (I missed the email about that) and we had black cups, forks, and napkins. We had a classic funeral meal with ham, funeral potatoes, and rolls. The center pieces on the table consisted of dead flowers, Monty's picture, and an urn (thanks Shawn it added a great touch).I made ice cream cakes. There were only 26 candles on the cake, but they were black and I think any more and the cake would have melted away. Amazing, all in one breath.

The cakes.

I had a little bit of trouble with my food coloring icing so the "30" on the first cake ran and so did "the" on the 2nd cake.

Of course anyone with a dark color of icing on their piece got a mouth full of color. Monty and I both had blue.

There were several cards offering condolences and sympathy. Gifts included chattering teeth (dentures), prune juice, magnifying glass, reading glasses, hemrroid cream, large print word search, denture cleaner, and "adult" size diapers. Luckily Monty took the whole thing in good spirits and it was an enjoyable evening with the family.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONTY!! LOVE YA BABES!!

Mia Update

So I don't have any fun pictures to post this time because life with a sick baby is a little crazy but figured I would update how she's doing. Yesterday she had her tests. They did an ultra sound of her kidneys and bladder and then did what is called a VCUG. Basically they strap her to a board (it was rather barbaric and very sad to watch) drain her bladder with a catheter and then put dye through the catheter and take a bunch of x-rays as the dye moves through. She was a real trooper for the whole thing. Luckily she was hungry and spent most of the time just sucking down her bottle but she still had her screaming moments. I know she's had it with being picked on and I definitely have too. Her VCUG came back complete normal. We got the results of the ultra sound a day later because they wanted to have the kidney docs at Primary Children's look at it because one of her kidneys is slightly dilated. They are thinking it's just a normal variation so unless she has more problems they aren't going to worry about it. The bad news is her urine wasn't completely clean. They don't know if it's from the previous infection or a new one so they started her on a new antibiotic for at least 48 hours until the final result comes back. The new antibiotic is making her miserable (at least I hope that's what it is so once she's done with it she'll be back to her normal self). Poor girl just has melt downs and screams a few hours after getting it. So sad.

On a positive note, we finally got our court date to finalize Mia's adoption. We go to court March 28 and then we will have her sealed to us April 9 and her blessing April 10. We are so excited to finalize everything and be able to take her to the temple. It will be a very good couple of weeks. :-)

Christmas Adventures

So I have to say for the most part we had a wonderful holiday season. It was so fun getting ready for Christmas with Mia. We spent time with family and of course everyone spoiled Mia. Grandparents, aunts, uncles, you name it. She also got some of the sweetest gifts from her birth mom and a fun toy from her birth grandparents.

About mid December we went to Temple Square to see the lights. It has been awhile since I'd been there so Mia and I took the train to Salt Lake and met Monty one day after work. I just put her in her carrier and zipped her into my coat and she stayed toasty warm. She slept through most of it but when she was awake she actually seemed to enjoy seeing the lights.

We took some cute pictures of Mia with her stocking. Sadly we waited too long so she no longer fit in her stocking but we made it look that way. She is growing like crazy and weighs 13 1/2 pounds already. She may have started out small but it taking no time catching up.

Mia in her Christmas dress. She wasn't exactly thrilled about getting up for church that morning so she was kinda a grumpus but she still looks cute even with the pouty face.

We took Mia to see Santa (mostly because I insisted). I wanted to make sure we had a picture of her with Santa for her first Christmas. She slept through it which worked out well for taking pictures.

For Christmas Eve Mia had her cute Christmas jammie's. They say Santa's favorite. Monty actually picked these out last year when they were on clearance just to have for our future child. We had no idea at the time that we would have a baby by Christmas and that the jammie's would fit perfectly. Mia slept through most of opening presents. Maybe next year she'll be a little more excited.Christmas morning started out wonderful with a big family breakfast and lots of cheer to go around. After Christmas naps is when our Christmas adventures turned sour. Mia woke up with a fever and you could tell she was just miserable. I called the on call pediatrician just for peace of mind since it was her first real fever and was told that due to her age and how high her temp was, we needed to take her in to be seen and it needed to be today. Due to the fact that today was Christmas there was no where open but the ER. We packed her up and spent Christmas evening in the ER where she was poked at, prodded at, and then sent home. At midnight that night the hospital called and said they had some test results back and that she had RSV. My heart sank. All I wanted to do was to get through the winter without her getting RSV and we didn't make it very far into winter and she was sick. Luckily she did very well with it and other than some difficulty eating, being very sleepy, and lots of boogers we didn't have to much problem. By 6 days later she was doing much better but that only lasted about 36 hours and then she started spiking temps again. This time higher than before. So Monday we were back at the Dr for more poking and prodding. Now she has a UTI (urinary tract infection). Normally at her age they like to admit them to the hospital for treatment. The Dr decided while we were waiting on blood work to just give her a shot of antibiotics and let us go home and come back the next day. So Tuesday we were back at the Dr for more blood work and another shot of antibiotics and a follow up appointment for the next day again. Wednesday we were back for more blood work but this time they couldn't get any blood so they ended up sending us to the hospital to have blood drawn then and yet another shot of antibiotics. Her blood work is finally looking better so no more daily trips to the Dr and she managed to stay out of the hospital but the poor girl is miserable. In 3 days she's been poked 9 times for blood, had 3 shots, and had a catheter. The good news is she has a week off now. The bad news is next week we have to go in for more tests. Because of her age they want to make sure there isn't anything wrong with her kidneys or bladder that caused the infection. We are praying that it was just bad luck and that everything will be normal next week but I guess we'll have to wait and see. I've learned that sick kids are definitely no fun. The poor girl has had a rough 2 weeks. I guess the good news is she won't remember any of it.