It's been a long long time!

I know I know, what can I say? I am sorry it's taken forever to update and tell you all whats been going on. So here it goes.........

Jaycee is getting so big, she got her report card a little while ago and she is a smarty pants. She is reading on almost a 7th grade level and almost all A's, she did have a couple of B's but we are working on them. She is currently off track, so she is enjoying spending time with her sister and some friends during the time off. She got to spend some time with her cousin Jessy James and they are like best buddies, she goes through a sad time when she can't see him for a while. My sister told me that Jessy calls her "His Best Friend", so cute.

Amaya is getting big as well, she is a little dancer and loves to mimic the dancers on TV. Her newest idol is Michael Jackson and she tries to keep up with his dances. Its so cute to watch. She will be starting Kindergarten this year, and she is totally stoked. Amaya wants to be big like her big sister that she loves to death. She is getting better at sleeping over her Grandparents house and that is good for us, so that we can do things that we want and stay out later.

As far as for Rhandie and I not really too much has changed. We are working through his schooling and trying to do updates to our house. I would like to get a new fence this year, and we just purchased a new washer and dryer that we both think is so cool. Now its just renovating the other things. We have decided on not having more children at this time. We would like to travel more and spend more time with the two that we have. We enrolled the girls into swimming lessons that will be 3 times a week, and that is going to be time consuming, and then also we are getting prepared for our Disneyland trip that is coming up. We will be going to Disneyland from April 17-22nd. The girls are so excited, and well we are too. Its been a while since we have been and this will be the first for Amaya. We would also like to go to Lake Powell in May and spend some time with my brother and his girlfriend and of course the pugleys. Other than that we are just counting our blessings and taking one day at a time.

I donated blood today!

For those of you that know me, knows that this is a big deal. No not even a big deal, huge deal. Ask anyone who knows me and they will explain to you my drama about needles. I would throw a fit when I had to get my vaccinations, or when they would need to draw my blood, poke my finger, or just the word and it would send me into a frantic. I am getting better though. I think that my friends (you know who you are) taught me to kinda just suck it up and deal with it. I do have some funny stories that I think back and wow I was a baby, a big baby.

I had to get my vaccinations for one year in school (I can't remember what year), all I remember is that my dad told me that him and I were going to visit my mom at work. She worked on 9Th E and 33rd S Albertsons at the time. This was always a big deal, because my mom use to work in the Deli and it was next to the bakery, you know where I am going with this right? Yep, fried chicken and donuts. Yum! Yeah, it wasn't really a good experience when I got there. My mom asked me " Honey now what would you like for a treat", Me "the usual", My mom " Okay lets get you what you want and then we need to take a trip to the parking lot",Me "Okay, but why are we going out to the parking lot?", My mom " You have to get shots", OMG I lost it. I was freaking out, biggest alligator tears you would ever see in your life and I told her "No way". Needless to say I didn't win, my dad is always going to be stronger and can hold me down. Yeah, Horrible!

A few years later, I had to get my tonsils out. I had strep throat so much that they decided it was for the best. Yep, more needles! They had to use one to knock me out, and then I got so dehydrated that my poor dad and brother Jeremiah, had to carry me into Pioneer Valley Hospital for fluids. Again what did I do, yep the biggest tears again with my dad and brother holding me down telling me that I am going to live through this. I didn't believe them at the time, but hey I am still here so they were right!

How about the time after Desiraes accident that we all had to go get tested for Long QT? Poor Aunt Sherry. Des had just been through the most harsh time of her life and was now figuring out what caused her accident. I remember watching her on the treadmill working out, them monitoring her heart with all these little sticky probes all over her little body, and thinking that doesn't look so bad I can do that. Then we go to the bad place, the place where they put you in this little chair, prop up your arm and stick this forgein thing in your vein, and your blood is collected in a bag. Des sits up there, she is so strong, gets it done and over with, you don't even hear a peep out of her. They turn to me and say " Its your turn", oh no its not. So I kicked and screamed and cried and I got out of it. Poor Aunt Sherry was a little humiliated, but I didn't have to get poked that day. Sorry Aunt Sherry!

Now after having two kids (epidurals with both), tonsils removed , two ingrown toe nails removed, and kidney stones removed, yep getting better. I still have the anxiety,, I still think What have I signed up for, but I don't cry anymore and I don't even need anyone to hold my hand. Ahhh I think I am growing up lol!

I need more happiness

Christmas is over, Jaycee's Birthday is over, New Year's is over, now what? These are three big events all at once and when they are over, I can't tell you what I look forward to next..... hmm maybe summer! That is what I am hoping for, wishing for, praying for. I look at all this snow and it really brings me down, we are stuck in the house, we can't really stand to go outside for even a minute without freezing, you don't even want to get out of bed in the morning. I am having a hard time even getting into work lately. Sometimes I really would love to be a stay at home mom, but knowing me I would never be at home, being at home means chores, cleaning, cleaning, and cleaning. Although I can see myself going out and hanging with friends, even cleaning someones house or playing with my little runts. I love the fact that I can take time off from work and just go, it doesn't matter where, just to go do something. I need that , I have to have it to make me happy. Granted when I get home the chores are still waiting for me, but it gives me incentive, because all day I was happy with other things. I need to become rich, I need to have money so I don't have to worry about paychecks and sitting in front of a computer 7 hrs or more a day to just get by. I want to do things for other people, I enjoy making someone else happy, whether its just hanging out with them for the day or helping them with chores or doing animal rescue, feeding kids, and just feeling like you are doing something useful. I want to be able to just sit in a nursery and hold those little babies that are crying, just to make them feel comforted, or holding the sick kids at the hospital to give their moms and dads a break. I can do that, that makes me happy, I need a job and actually get paid or become a millionaire so that I can do happy stuff not only for me but for others. Hmmm How am I going to get there?

Happy 10th Birthday Jaycee!

Can you believe my baby girl is 10 years old today? I can't either, I remember like it was yesterday giving birth to her. She woke me up this morning wanted to open her presents like it was Christmas Day. Where has the time gone? I want to keep her small, I want to keep her innocent, but I am afraid that she is developing more and more into a young lady everyday. Here is a little bit of background info on the day she was born......
It was later in the night on the 27Th that I was feeling my belly tighten, I had no idea that these were in fact contractions. I lay ed down because I was tired, but couldn't sleep because of the tightening. So I just lay ed there, and rested. Later on about midnight they started getting stronger and to the point that I couldn't lay down anymore, so I started pacing the floor. My parents had gone to bed and I was the only one up. Finally Clint woke up my parents to let them know what was going on and I still insisted that we stay home for a while to see what happens. My mom and dad were just watching me pace the floor, until it got to the point that the contractions started getting painful. My dad insisted that we not have a home birth and maybe would be a good idea to get me to the hospital. As we were driving the contractions started coming faster and were not fun, I was trying to breath and focus, but man that was difficult to do. When we got to the hospital they checked me and I found out that I was in labor, she was coming. My primary Dr. was not on call that night, and I was determined to wait for him. I was having a hard time because it was painful and my mom and cousin talked me into an epidural (of course with a huge fight, with me crying, because I was such a baby about needles). When the epidural was inserted, it didn't kick in fast enough and a huge contraction hit me. Needless to say the poor anesthesiologist almost got his arm broken because I wasn't feeling better after I let him stick this huge needle in my back. He then administered the meds and wow oh wow, I was in heaven, didn't feel a thing. I even took a nap! Thank God for Drugs (legal ones of course). I lay there letting them check me telling me that I am progressing and that she will be born soon. My dad, my brother Justin, Mom, and Cousin Brandy sit waiting, waiting, and waiting, all night long, in those uncomfortable hospital chairs all night long. They did so well! At about 6 AM in the morning they finally give me the okay to push, so I start and then they tell me to stop that the Dr needs to be paged because she is coming. At 6:36 Am my Dr runs in to catch Jaycee Jordan Hedberg! He got on call at 6:30 Am and 6 min later she was born. What an awesome Christmas present. They brought her back to us in a stocking, with a little hat on. She was 7 1/2 lbs and perfect...... Now 10 years later she is no baby, actually a little woman!!


Happy Birthday baby girl! I love you so much and am truly bless to have you as my daughter!

PUG update again!

Yeah Lola is finally home, she is doing so well. We got news on Tuesday night that we could pick her up, under certain restrictions. She is on oral antibiotics and pain meds and has to go back in 5 days to be checked out again. Justin and Karenza are taking awesome care of her, he has to carry her up to the couch and off, also down the stairs because he doesn't want her jumping or over doing it. Its so cute watching them, he even sleeps on the ground with her because he doesn't want her jumping on or off the bed. We also went to see the puppy again. Isis is doing really well, she is chunking out pretty good, Traci is making sure to feed her alot and stimulate her often. Isis is getting pretty spoiled, kinda like a newborn, she doesn't want you to put her down. I know they are very loved and I am so happy they are both now healthy. Just waiting for one day that they will be together.

Lola the Pug and Puppy Update

My brother is such a great daddy! He went to visit Lola when he got into town and then again last night and spent a couple of hours with her. He got her to eat a full bowl of food and took her out to go potty, he even brought Lola's nurses some donuts to give them a sugar fix and to tell them how thankful he is for them taking such great care of her. Lola is doing very well, she is still on IV fluids and antibiotics, but I think it really brings her up to see Justin. We are going to go see her today again and see what the game plan is. Justin and Karenza got to also snuggle with the little puppy last night for a little bit and they are thinking of naming her Isis after the Greek Goddess. Here is some info about what the name means:
Isis or in original more likely Aset (Ancient Greek: Ἶσις) was a goddess in Ancient Egyptian religious beliefs, whose worship spread throughout the Greco-Roman world. She was worshiped as the ideal mother and wife as well as the matron of nature and magic. She was the friend of slaves, sinners, artisans, and the downtrodden, and she listened to the prayers of the wealthy, maidens, aristocrats, and rulers.[1] Isis is the goddess of motherhood, magic and fertility.
The goddess Isis (the mother of Horus) was the first daughter of Geb, god of the Earth, and Nut, the goddess of the Overarching Sky, and was born on the fourth intercalary day. At some time Isis and Hathor had the same headdress. In later myths about Isis, she had a brother, Osiris, who became her husband, and she then was said to have conceived Horus. Isis was instrumental in the resurrection of Osiris when he was murdered by Set. Her magical skills restored his body to life after she gathered the body parts that had been strewn about the earth by Seth.[2] This myth became very important in later Egyptian religious beliefs.
Isis is also known as protector of the dead and goddess of children from whom all beginnings arose. In later times, the Ancient Egyptians believed that the Nile River flooded every year because of her tears of sorrow for her dead husband, Osiris. This occurrence of his death and rebirth was relived each year through rituals. The worship of Isis eventually spread throughout the Greco-Roman world, continuing until the suppression of paganism in the Christian era.

That being said I think its perfect for that little girl puppy. He picks awesome names that mean a lot and it took him a while to come up with this because he wanted her name to be perfect.
The Dr. said this morning that Lola is doing well and they are going to do blood work again at 6 PM tonight and then we will go from there if she can come home or if she will have to stay another night. Just waiting but we want to make sure we do what is best for her and the puppy regardless of the cost. I love you bud, and I am so thankful that you take such good care of her. I wouldn't want her in better hands than you! I know that this is so hard for you, but just know that you always have her best interest in mind and you are such a wonderful daddy.

Ready for Christmas!

Bring it on, every thing is wrapped, sealed and ready to deliver. I am so excited this year for the girls. I know I do go way overboard and they get alot but hey it only comes once a year right? Even though the girls could be better through out the year Santa still makes his visit. The kids are stoked and I know that I shouldn't have put any presents under the tree, because little Amaya everyday asks if she can open them. She doesn't yet understand why. They are just a tease for her.
As for another thing that we are hoping for this Christmas is the health for Lola dog to come back. This little pug has had a rough couple of days. She had a litter of puppies (7 Total), and it was over a course of 2 1/2 days. I was begging for them (my brothers dad) to take her to the vet and find out if she is okay and everything came out. Her puppies kept dying and they had no explanation why. Well I did talk to Traci (who is very knowledgable about puppies and animals) and she advised me that lola needed to be looked at and also all the puppies checked out. I told this to Justins dad and he advised us he knew what he was doing. Well the puppies just kept dying, by Sat there were only 4 puppies left and one was pretty much lifeless. He was pretty much the biggest jerk when we showed up at the house looking to see Lola and the puppies, it was his wife at first that told us absolutly not that we couldn't see them and today wasn't a good day, come back another day. My mom however wasn't taking this answer very well and persisted. So here comes her ex to the door acting like an ass and looked straight at me telling me that " I needed to calm down", umm okay I didn't really say anything in the first place. Finally my mom begged and they let lola out and we did get to see her. Dan (brothers dad) finally let us in to see the puppies, and thats how we discovered their condition. I asked him if she was going to die and he said " No, She isn't going to die" really rudely. Needless to say when I left I was really upset and said a bunch of stuff I really didn't mean.

On Sunday we got the text that two more babies had died, we were now at only two living puppies. I was furious, I was throwing a fit and telling them to hand over the dog and the two puppies so I could get them to the vet. Finally Justin talked his dad into giving them to my mom. When my mom came to pick them up they called her every name in the book and then shoved the box that had the 3 of them in it at her and almost made her fall down the stairs. We got them to the Vet and after a finally review found out that poor lola is extremely sick. They took out her uterus and found out that it was about to rupture in two separate places and if she would have stayed one more day she would have died. They also found out that by being so sick she also had a leakage in her abdomen that they were worried about an infection. She is at the Animal Hospital, cut open with IV antibiotics and IV fluid, while Traci is bottle feeding her last puppy and trying to get it healthy. They are worried about Lola developing Sepsis so they are keeping her another night. I am furious, I don't even know what I would say to Dan if I had the chance all I know is right now I totally hate him, I don't think HATE is a strong enough word for how I feel. I just hope that he really feels bad for creating this and all he had to do is spend 30$ and 1 Vet visit later to find out that this all could have been avoided by a c-section!!!! Over 1600$ later and on full support, we are praying she makes it through this without getting sepsis! Please pray for Lola and her puppy!