Monday, August 16, 2010

Max's 1 Month Pics!

I'm continuing the quest of having THE most photographed children EVER!  At least that's what they would tell you if you asked them!  Yesterday "Baby Max", as Abby calls him, turned 1 month old!  Thomas and I took him down to the studio for some pictures and I was so frustrated when my lights weren't working the way they're supposed to.  I thought my idea of photographing Max every month, on the 15th of each month, until he turns one was going to be ruined.  Thomas, the brilliant one in this marriage, suggested we take his pics outside!

This was a great reminder that my brain cells are still post-partum!

So outside pictures we did, and I must say that I think I like them better than what I had planned for studio pictures!





And because anytime Abby sees me get out my camera to photograph someone else, she asks if it's her turn for pictures!  So here's Abby's 3 year, 7 month, 8 day pictures!  She's sporting her new "school" outfit!  Can't go school shopping for all the big kids without getting an outfit for the little kids too!



Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Wehadababyitsaboy!!!

I'm about as good of a blogger as I am a journal writer!  Good thing I love to scrapbook, or my kids wouldn't know what their lives were like as children!!

So, for those that didn't know, we WERE pregnant!  After a LONG and uneventful pregnancy, little Maxwell David Rust entered our home and our hearts.  He was 2 1/2 weeks early, and true to alot of pregnant ladies, came after a long day of "nesting".  I had done EVERY stitch of laundry in the ENTIRE house.  I had cleaned and organized my bedroom where the baby would be staying for his first few months of life.  I went through all of Abby's clothes and made piles of what goes to DI, what goes downstairs (not that we'll be needing any little girl hand-me-downs . . . I'm not quite ready to get rid of all or it yet), and what just goes in the garbage.  All of Abby's clothes are in a dresser in my closet, because there's more room in there than in the girls' room!  So I made room to add yet another child's clothes to my closet!  I even went through all of my maternity clothes and made pile of who they need to be returned to . . . lots of great people loaned me lots of great maternity clothes.  I organized my own maternity clothes into DI pile, loan to someone else pile and garbage pile!

Needless to say, by 5:00 in the evening, I was having a few mild braxton hicks style contractions, but they were like 20 minutes apart and not a big deal.  I also just wasn't feeling good at all.  Thomas came home for about 30 minutes before he had to rush off to do the nursery for the ward's enrichment activity.  I told him I didn't want him to stay for the whole thing, because I just didn't feel good, and I wanted him home.

By the time he was home at about 7:30, my contractions were pretty consistent, but still about 10 minutes apart, and just not hurting much at all.  I tried laying down for a nap, and I tried taking a nice warm bath, but the contractions wouldn't go away, and they kept getting closer together.  By about 10:00 at night, they were pretty consistently 5 minutes apart, and they were hurting pretty good.  We decided it was time to head to the hospital!

After 4 hours at the hospital trying to decide if I was going to be admitted, my contractions were 3 minutes apart, but I just wasn't dilating past a 3.

My excellent doctor decided to come in and break my water, I was going to be admitted, we were going to meet our little boy!  Sure enough 4 hours later Max made is debut!


He weighed 6lb 1oz and was 18" long.  He had a full head of dark hair.  He was perfect, tiny and perfect!

We brought him home to the loving arms of his brothers and sisters (big brother Ben was away at scout camp and didn't get to meet his little brother until the next day)!  We had been given instructions to have his jaundice levels checked, but other than that, things were great!

We took him into the hospital the next day to have his heel poked to test his jaundice levels, they were at 12.25.  The doctor said it was a little high, but we were still good to go.  We had an appointment with our doctor the next day and we'd take another heel poke then.  Max was the most mild mannered little baby, he let all of his brothers and sisters hold him, even little Abby who just beamed from head to toe!  I pretty much just held him and loved on him as much as I could!

At his doctor's appointment, Max's weight had gone down to 5lb 12 oz which isn't abnormal at all, most babies lose some weight for a few days after coming home from the hospital.  The hope is that they gain it back by their 2 week check up.  His jaundice levels however had gone up to 16.75.  That's when we got word that the dreaded glowing bed was going to arrive at our house that evening and that Max was going to have to spend the night and the next day "glowing".  We were instructed not to take him off of the bili bed except for feedings and diaper changes.  That was pretty tough for me, and tough most of all for big brother Ben.  If you know my Ben, he has the most tender, caring heart.  He sat and watched little Max crying in the Bili Bed and his emotional post partum mother crying as well, and he was pretty shook up over the whole incident!  Eventually mom got control of herself, and we learned some tricks to make Max more comfortable during his stay on his "glowing bed" and Ben felt a little better as well!


The next day we took Max into the hospital again for another heel poke, his jaundice levels had gone down to 11.9, that meant no more bili bed for the day.  Instructions were given to have his heel poked again the next day!  If his levels were still good, we could give the nice home health people back their dang bed!  Sure enough, his levels were at 11.9 again the next day and the bed went back to where it belongs!

From then on, Max has gained back his birth weight and some, his last appointment had him at 6lb 7oz, and had gained an inch as well!  He's absolutely beautiful, and still a very mild tempered baby.  Don't get me wrong, he does know how to use his lungs, especially when it comes to bath time and when he's ready for dinner!

We  love our new little Max, and are so grateful for the little miracles that bring each of our children to us!  We love being a family of 7!






He LOVES his mommy!!

Saturday, February 27, 2010

My New Wall Pics of the Kids!

Here's the pics of the kids!!! Marshall with his new haircut (slight sarcasm - friend haircut, see post below!!) We'll take a new pic when his hair grows in!!


Ben, almost 13!!!
Steph, almost 10!!


Abby, now 3!

Salon Days!!!!

Meet Shaelee!
She is Marshall's personal beautician!
Marshall and Shaelee have been friends/boyfriend/girlfriend since they knew each other existed! (I've known shae's mom for 6+ years). We fondly refer to Shaelee as "Our Shae"! Well, Shae and Marshall got together yesterday for a playdate while I went to a funeral. After the funeral, I grab my cell phone to turn it back on and I notice there is a missed call from Shae's mom. I listen to my messages and sure enough there's a message from Tammy warning me to not freak out when Marshall gets home from school! It seems that during play date, they decided to play salon!



So, Marshall comes home from school, and I instantly ask him how his time with Shae was. Hoping he would fess up! He didn't.



So I asked "What happened to your hair?" to which he replies:



"It wasn't me mom". Can you say guilty conscience? He's done this to himself quite a few times! The first time he did, he claimed he did it so Shae would think he was cute!





So upon closer inspection, here's how his salon trip went!!! I was laughing the ENTIRE time I was taking these! I had just put new pics of the girls on the wall, and today was going to be boy photo shoot day. Well, he still got his photo shoot - for the blog of course - and when we fix his hair, he'll get a new photo shoot!!







Sunday, February 14, 2010

Valentine's Date Nights

Thomas and I started a new tradition last year for Valentines Day. We went on a date together without the children on Valentines Day, and then the next night Thomas took the girls on a Valentines Date and I took the boys! It was a huge hit.

This year since Valentines was Sunday, Thomas and went and saw Blindside and ate at Red Robin (one of my favorite places in the WHOLE entire world) on Friday night, and then Saturday I took the boys on a date and dad took the girls on a date. The kids got to choose where we went, no questions asked.

The boys chose The Beehive. It's a fun little pizza place here in Brigham with an arcade inside. I gave them some money to spend where ever they wanted while they waited for their dinner to be ready! Then after dinner they had some money left and wanted to go and play air hockey. It was hillarious. Marshall can just barely see above the table, but with all his enthusiasm, he kept the second game tied up until the very end! I wonder if Benjamin was letting him get in a few shots. He's cute that way!!


My boys!!! If Marshall were 7 years older, I'd wonder if they were twins!!!

(ignore the quality of the cell phone pics, believe it or not, I don't take my camera with me everywhere I go!)
The girls chose to go to a Chinese buffet place that's new in town. Stephanie LOVES egg drop soup, and at Beijing Buffet you can have all the egg drop soup you want, and your kid sister can eat jello till her eyes pop out! (is jello a chinese food . . .) I'm sure dad found somthing worth eating as well. I don't have any pics of the girls with dad. Dad's don't usually take a camera with them wherever they go either!!!!!
We had a blast! It's kinda fun to celebrate Valentine's day with you kids. A little less pressure, and it's okay to talk about Dodge Ram trucks the whole time! (see previous post) At least Benjamin said it was a suitable date topic!!


Thursday, February 11, 2010

"Why don't more people drive a Dodge Ram?"


I had to blog this for my Dad! Last summer my dad drove up to buy himself a new motorbike from a guy in Idaho. Since Brigham City was exactly halfway, dad stopped by to spend the night. He also invited Benjamin to take the rest of the trip with him. Benjamin was THRILLED!!!! 3 things he loves most in this whole world are #1 grandpa, #2 granpa's truck, and #3 motorcycles/snowmobiles/4 wheelers. I think mom and dad MIGHT fall in the top 10 somewhere!


So I can just imagine what the 4 hour drive was like for my poor dad!! Ben can sure ask alot of questions, and his conversations are usually stuck on one topic.


They got home later that night, dad has a new bullet bike in the back of his truck, Ben has a new hat from the motorcycle dealer and a sparkle in his eyes.


Well, ever since then, Ben has unloaded on us all the important information he has learned on his trip with grandpa! Don't worry grandma, it's all clean!


He informs us that grandpa's truck is a Dodge Ram. It's not a V8, becuase it's cylinder is straight. SO, they call it a Straight 8. yada, yada, yada, yada.


This morning as I drive him to school (picture Benjamin watching EVERY truck on the road intently) he says to me: "I wonder why more people don't drive Dodge Ram trucks". I tell him that if everyone drove Dodge Ram, then the world would be awfully dull. Of course he looks at me like "are you insane!"


We pull into the school parking lot and there's a Dodge Ram parked in the parking lot. Ben is studying it INTENLY. He says: "Mom that Dodge Ram says V8, and a real, true Dodge Ram isn't a V8, it's a straight 8. That truck isn't a TRUE Dodge Ram."


A couple of days ago he said to me "Mom, has grandpa always had a Dodge Ram?" I had to burst his bubble and tell him that in the days of going up to the mountain to chop firewood, my dad drove a FORD truck!


Poor boy. I drive a Chevy and Thomas drives a Chrysler. Neither of them are trucks (mine is close, SUV. He informed me that the Trailblazer is built on a truck frame so it's almost like owning a truck). Last summer we sold the only truck we've ever owned, and it was a 1989 FORD. I'm not sure if he'll grow up normal or not!!!!

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Abby's Nose!

A little less than a year ago, we had the joy of posting this on our blog!

http://thomasandamber.blogspot.com/2009/03/abbyism.html

Well, Abby seems to have a thing with shoving things up her nose! Last Sunday as we were about to load up the car to head off to church, Benjamin informed us that Abby had told him she shoved a bead up her nose. Using all of our highly trained medical skills and pulling out all of our medical tools (nose sucker, tweezers, flashlight, and tissues), we came to the conclusion that not only were we NOT going to get the dumb bead out, but that we had probably made matters worse by fiddling around with it.

So, we climb in the car, drop Thomas and kids off at church and take Abby to the ER at the suggestion of the nurse at the after hours clinic. Boy, we must have been the best dressed patients in the ER that day! Sunday dresses and hair all done up! So after about an hour and a half of using REAL tools - not to mention a real doctor - there was another conclusion drawn. This bead was NOT coming out of her nose! He could see it up there, it was a lovely purple one, it matched her little outfit that day - at least she has some fashion sense - he just couldn't get it out.

The ER doctor called an ENT (Ear, Nose, Throat specialist) and discussed the options and came back and informed us that we were to go to Farr West Monday afternoon and meet with him. If the ENT couldn't get it out with all his specialized tools, than on Tuesday morning we would go back to the hospital and take her to the operating room to take care of it.

Monday dawns bright and early. Abby slept in till 9:00am. I went in and checked on her at least 3 times. Making sure that darn bead hadn't clogged her breathing passages! 4:30 we head down to the ENT office and wait in the waiting room for about an hour. Finally get taken into the doctor's office and within about 10 minutes, he had dislodged the bead!!

So, the Rust family once again avoids major catastrophe and ends up with one snotty purple bead!!!!

Why must our kids be so infatuated with their noses?!

Look Melanie, I updated the family blog!!!