May flowers

We misplaced our cord to upload photos from our camera so I don't have any pics.  We have some good ones that I love too.  Soon I promise!

What happened to this month?  What happened to April?  We spent a lot of April at the hospital or doctors office.  Hopefully that won't be the case for a while!

Here's some updates on what's been happening with us the last monthish?!

ME:
I have been having terrible migraines AGAIN!!  It most like stress contributing to these.  Dr. C says I can't blame them solely on stress but it definitely contributes.  Migraines, in case you have never had the chance to experience one, is an out of body experience!  They're that bad.  So bad you wish yourself out of your body.  I have had plenty of them before but they intensified lately and started playing with my vision and stomach.  So I now have some meds and if those don't work than we'll take a different approach.  They've been running my life lately so that is all that I have.

Kristopher:
He's even less exciting than I am.  Other than a little case of the flu he's been just doing the same old same old.  Which will stay that way as he didn't get the job at John Deere.  He's pretty bummed about it but he also has a stable job now and John Deere has a reputation for hiring a bunch of people and then laying them off shortly after.  So it just wasn't meant to be.

Weston aka "Weston Bobby":
He's growing into quite the little man.  He worms his way into mischief.  Literally, he does the worm.  He can't quite get the crawling concept down and he completely content with the worm.  He seen Dr. C on Thursday as well and got a perfect report.  He is 18 pounds, 14 oz, 28.25 inches long, and has a 17" head circumference.  His head circumference and weight are in the 25th percentile while his length is in the 50th percentile.  He currently wears size 3 diapers and size 6 to 9 month clothes.  He can't quite sit by himself yet.  We are to push him into that and taking steps while we hold him up.  He eats like a horse.  He loves his milk but also likes his stage 3 baby foods and we have even given him table foods.   He absolutely adores his big brother and big sister.  Troy is about the only one who can get him to laugh out loud by doing some of the weirdest things.  Overall, he's a happy, healthy 9 month old little boy.

Rylee:
She may have had a rough start in April but she's been doing fairly well since.  She went almost a month without a seizure.  Then Thursday morning she had one or so we think.  We're not really sure, which is common.  She had a sleep study on May 1st.  The nurse that called me with the results said "Rylee failed with flying colors."  We expected her to say that.  Now she has to go to the ENT doctor for a possible tonsillectomy with adenoids.  Then either after that appointment or if surgery is needed, than after surgery, she will have to go back to Pulmonary.  Dr. S said that he thought he tonsils looked fine.  Dr. C thinks that removing her adenoids will be good since she is constantly congested and has a running nose.  Either way I think that CPAP is inevitable.  She will meet with the ENT doctor on May 24th at the children's hospital.  I thought we were trying to not go there so much, apparently NOT yet.  On the good side, she is walking a lot more lately.  She is also talking more.  Her new words are "Carmen", "Jalyn", "OY (Troy)" "JVKJEIOAJH Bobby (Weston Bobby)" "ME" "MOM" or "MA" and she will repeat whatever we say to her.  She is becoming increasingly interested in potty things.

Troy:
He says some of the funniest things!  He is constantly asking us "What does that word mean?"  He always needs to figure out everything.  He also ALWAYS disagrees and argues with us.  If we tell him to do something his reply is always "UH HUH" which his little sister has started mocking.  For example, today we were talking about eye color.  We told him he has brown eyes and Rylee has blue eyes.  He replied "UH HUH, I don't want brown eyes, I want blue eyes."  Kris was naming off all the awesome people who have brown eyes "Dad has brown eyes, Weston has brown eyes, Grandma has brown eyes."  Now for the rest of the day Troy has been talking about going to Grandma's house to see her brown eyes.  I even told him, no we're not going to Grandma's today and he said "DON'T SAY THAT WORD MOM!"  We found out how much we have to watch what we say.  The other day in the car he said clear as day "What the hell is that robot doing?"  Opps!  Trying to break that one.  After a stern scolding, he hasn't said it since.  He wants to go to school and tells me repeatedly so.  He is such a great little man!