I can't Belieb how wonderful this day was!

What a wonderful day it was!

 January 5, 2013

 Calvin Daniel Crosby was blessed with close family and friends surrounding. 

Elder Haleck a member of the seventy was there as well! He is actually one of Steven's mission presidents.  Steven gave a beautiful blessing and baby Calvin was so good not to make one peep the whole time! We were overwhelmed with joy when we saw how many family and friends showed up on a Saturday morning! Also a huge thank you to my mother and mother in law who helped prepare the food for the lunch we had afterwards! Yummy spanish rice, tostadas, beans and chips and salsa :)  We love you all and are blessed to have you in our lives!  We actually remembered to capture the lovely event!

Nana and Papa Preciado

   My Family

   The Ives

 3 generations - and they all look alike!

Crosby Siblings

 Stevens Family

 The other Crosbys! (Stevens Aunt and Uncle, other Uncle and cousins and their family)

(dont mind Noah's photo bomb in the bottom right corner...)

 After all the partying was done and the boys had their outing to the movies, us girls got to party it up at the Justin Beiber concert! To be honest, I felt really old, and like I shouldnt be there because I'm a mom...but so is my mom. I don;t know it was a little weird but still pretty freakin awesome and the same time! He had awesome special effects and clothes of course. Carly Rae Jepsen opened for him, and she seems like a really sweet person, I didnt know many of her songs but maybe two, of course call me maybe? we rocked to that one. lol. But she only sang for about a half hour, then the arena got even louder expecting Jbeebs to make his appearance..but we waited and waited. Got a little frustrated that nothing was happening for and HOUR we waited! Then of course his entrance was fabulous but we didnt know why he made us wait so long..

(the countdown)

 ...later we come to find out that he went to visit a little girl in Primary Childrens hospital who was supposed to come to the concert but had to be hospitalized again for her leukemia. That sure would have made my day! She's so cute! Knowing this, made that hour wait worth it :)

 Here we are on our way to the concert! Someones excited! (doesn't she look so grown up!?)

 They wouldn't let us bring in posters..so we had to capture her artwork and love for JB.

 This is how close we were! pretty awesome!

 this dad was ready for the screaming girls!...I wasn't..

 Mamasita

 His entrance on wings! I want to fly in!

 party!!

 She was in heaven!

All in all, it was a great concert. Screaming girls for days. I could hardly hear afterwards. There were wayy too young of girls there..some were maybe 3? seriously? oh ya and last but not least. I'm a Belieber! :)

New Year, New Life, New Me, New Us.

Welp, its 2013 folks! Weren't we all supposed to be dead by now? haha ya right. Looking back at least year...It was quite the year. Also looking back at our new years resolutions, we failed. haha ok lie. we acheived some of them. No I did NOT fit into my senior prom dress..maybe because I was too busy being pregnant almost the whole year?..However I did start to build my clientele, and I was actually getting pretty busy at the perfect timing...right when I was leaving to have the babe. But hey, at least I acheived that goal for the most part! I didn't read the whole book of mormon, started to, but pregnant women do not stay up very late. New moms on the other hand?..different story :) As for the soda, I did relatively well! I hadn't had any for a good part of the year, until after I had the baby, I realized how much I loved Dr. Pepper...darn you!. And last but not least I failed miserably with 365 things I'm grateful for. I can blame it on the preganancy brain can't I? hah. Anywho, I secretly knew as I made those goals that I could possibly not meet them all due to me getting pregnant. Man my instincts were good! so are my eggs...(: But I am back at it. Its a new year. I have a completely new life. I'm a new person; and we are a new family. I haven't quite made my new goals for this year. but I plan to make them more realistic and achievable so I dont feel so bad at the beginning of each year. Sunday is my deadline to make them, never to late to start! As for Steven's goals...ummm lets not even go there, he gets an e for effort? or extremely forgetful is more like it. 

My new job is probably my favorite. Being a mom. Yes it is the most exhausting and emotional job I've had but I wouldn't change a thing. My little boy will be 3 months next week. 3 months?! I can't believe how fast the time has gone! He has changed every single day and I grow to love him more and more just like my husband. I feel so lucky to be his mom. Steven has been so supportive through everything. He works so hard and I know he misses us everytime he has to leave the house and wishes he could just spend all day with us, and we wish the same! We cherish those days when he doesnt go to work till later or gets off early. I feel bad a lot of the time, that he is the only one working so hard to provide for our family. Before Calvin was born, we had planned on me getting a part time job soon after the delivery. But what we didnt expect was for him to be 3 wks early and spend 2 weeks in the NICU. That changed everything. Money didnt matter anymore, his health was the most important and still is. He is perfectly fine now but being a NICU baby he had more risks of getting sick easier and that would just lead to worse things. So daycare was not an option for us anymore. although I never really loved that idea anyways. I've had 2 job interviews around christmas time. I was SUPER excited about them and felt the interviews went well and everything. The hours worked perfectly the jobs were to my liking and interest, but for one reason or another I didn't get either. It really put a damper on my self esteem. as it would anyone. I started to question. What's wrong with me? I thought it would have worked perfectly? We really could have used this job? Why isn't anything working out? Maybe I'm supposed to be home for calvin? I still don't know the answers to most of these questions. I know that things happen for a reason but sometimes not knowing the reason until later is super hard. As stressful as things have been I wouldn't take any of the time I've been able to spend with my little man.  I know SOMETHING will work out one way or another. I just need to have patience, confidence, and faith. I've learned the being mopy around the house all day just makes things worse. So every day I get out of bed and instead of being in pjs all day with Calvin I make sure to get both of us dressed, even if it is something comfy cozy, its not my pjs. I also make sure that I get at least one thing done whether it be laundry, the kitchen or one of the rooms, Something so i feel accomplished and I did something that day. I've been better at making dinner which is huge, because I hardly made dinner before...maybe because I have all day to think about it and prepare it. most of the time. So far these things have worked. and then I have lazy days, which are nice too :) 

But if any of you readers...if there are any still out there...that now of a good part time job in salt lake county, please let me know! 

peace and blessings..peace and blessings....   :)

 

The NICU experience

Like I mentioned before I was going to write about our experience in the NICU..SO here we go!

Shortly after Calvin was born, I was told he would have to go to the NICU because he was grunting and not breathing well. Of course I was super sad and devastated that they had to take my baby away from me right away after his awaited arrival. But at the same time, I wasn't really worried. I remember thinking, well he is in one piece, he has all 10 fingers and toes, and a beautiful set of hair! what more could a hairdresser ask for?! On top of that the nurses kept reassuring  me he would be just fine numerous times. But I had no emotions at the time, maybe it was all the drugs? haha no I peace knowing that Heavenly Father would take care of our baby boy and what ever happens was meant to be even if I may not have understood it at first. That night I could hardly sleep, partly because I was starving and the other part was because I wanted to hear how Calvin was doing and any updates. I got maybe 2 hrs of sleep that morning?

Early that morning just before breakfast came the NICU Dr came in and said that he was working really hard to breath and that they needed to put him on the ventilator and talked a bunch about a ton of other things it felt like but she concluded that she think he will be just fine, its just up to him on how fast he recovers. She also brought a framed headshot of him as well as the full body shot. I seriously stared at these pictures all morning long. I just wanted to see him! After breakfast we asked the nurses when we were able to go see him, they said oh anytime you want! thanks for telling me! :\ We headed down and he was in the level 3 room. walking in, I felt like I couldn't touch anything or anyone. But the nurses quickly made me feel comfortable and showed me how to touch him and what was going on. They used a bunch of medical terms that were so foreign to me all I wanted to know was if he was making progress and when I could hold him! I seriously asked everyday and visit if I could hold him, but they kept saying no. It was so hard seeing him for the first time with all the tubes and ventilator on. Such a small little human having tubes and needles poked all over his body. The hardest part for me I think was when he would cry with the ventilator, they make no sound because its basically in the vocal chords. Saddest thing to see a baby cry but make not a sound just his red screaming face :( I had my first breakdown that night and bawled me eyes out, I just wanted him to be ok and out of there. All I can say is I am so thankful to have such an amazing and supportive husband who was there right by my side with his shoulder to cry on and encouraging words to calm me down. I had several breakdowns the days following, but thats kind of expected right?!

Well I believe it was the next day, Thursday, we got a new nurse,Nora, at first I wasn't sure about her, I didnt connect with her at the first visit I made with her there. But she then became my favorite nurse in the NICU and was so helpful and supportive each day I came to see him. I had been told by all the nurses that I wasn't able to hold him until the main IV came out of his hand as there are numerous risks of the needle moving and causing other issues which i understood, but I just wanted a few minutes to hold him a little. I prayed every second for the chance to hold him, and Nora was the answer to my prayers. From the second visit I made with her there she explained everything again to me as to what was happening with him and why it happens and went into detail and that is when I really understood what was going on. All I knew from before was just that he was having a hard time breathing, but i never fully understood why that was. She always had a smile on her face, and would take the time to get to know me and talk to me when she could. She gave me hope and the positive energy that was slowly slipping away from me at first. Friday when I was being discharged I went to visit him and bring him my milk before I left and I didn't think this would happen, but I got SO emotional about leaving without him. I knew he was going to be ok, but while I was talking to Nora as I was leaving I go that huge lump in my throat and I tried so so hard to not cry, but the tears just kept filling up in my eyes and she could see it. I then broke down and she gave me a nice big hug telling me he was going to be ok and everything would be fine. (mind you, if you really know me and know I'm not one to be emotional and hug someone for a long period of time especially if I hardly know them..she was special)  She is the one that let me hold Calvin for the first time since birth even though I technically wasn't supposed to according to the other nurses.  From that point on everything got much better.

Eventually the IV came out and I got so excited! We could really hold him for awhile, and not just a few minutes. Later that day when the IV came out he was moved to the Level 1 room. THere were about 10 other babies in this room compared to the last one where there were only about 3 other babies. It was a little overwhelming to see so many babies in there, but also exciting because from here when he gets better he gets to leave the NICU! But i will say from here on out it felt like he was in there forever! I would go everyday after I left the hospital several times a day as much as I could. The nurses I had in recover advised me to take the time to nap while I was at home and he was there. THat was nearly impossible. I did take a good nap when I had gotten home, but I just wanted to hold him all day everyday. Also when he first got into this room he was being bottle fed, and the day I picked up my mom and she met him for the first time was the first time I actually got to feed him myself! I had been pumping and everyday hoping we would get a chance to try breastfeeding mainly because I was so nervous about it and wanted to know how he did. well a few days later he was well enough to try it out, and he did it like a champ! Ok he may not have latched on the right way at first which I didnt know, but I did get lucky with him easily going back and forth from bottle to breastfeeding.I did get mastitis (a breast infection in case you were wondering what that was) that weekend. and I really do not wish this upon anyone. The worst feeling ever. I was so weak with body aches, fever, and chills that caused me to shake uncontrollably so it was hard for me to rest at first. But with some antibiotics, rest, and an awesome mom and hubby to take care of you, I was feeling better  within a few days. Breastfeeding hurt like heck during this time, but like they promised, it got better and better. 

Calvin had good days and bad days in the NICU. There were days where the nurses were hopeful and saying oh well tomorrow bring in the carseat to do the carseat test and we'll go from there. PS. the carseat test is a 2 hr test they have them sit in the carseat and see if they manage to breath easily on their own or with oxygen if they are being sent home on oxygen. also if they tell you to bring in the carseat, that means you get to take him home the next day! As exciting as this can be, it can also make it harder, because there was a time they told us to bring it in and we did and then they said he had to go back on the oxygen and wasn't doing well enough yet. he was in there another week! I loved most nurses in there. Some seemed to careless or seem stuck up? that was mainly at night tho, maybe they were dreading the long overnight shift? who knows, but everyone seemed to be helpful and informational. It was fun to see all the different baby name tags in there. some cute ones and some very interesting ones!  I did get jealous when other babies went home before mine. but needless to say I wanted him to be as healthy as could be so I wouldnt have to worry anymore when he was at home. He got his first bath a few days before he came home, and we got there right as she was wrapping him up. and it was nice to brush his hair and feed a freshly cleaned baby that smelled oh so good. The days were all sort of the same routine. go feed, hold and stare at him forever, and back and forth until the next day. When the day came for him to come home, it didnt seem real. I was actually going to have the life I invisioned with my baby at home happy and healthy! As I look back at this experience, I have to say I am very grateful for the technology we have today. That they were able to tell his lungs were premature and had some fluid in them. That they were able to control his breathing and bring him back to the healthy baby is. Without the NICU team and the amazing knowledge, love and support they give you, I dont know how anyone could get through it. As I'm sure you may have seen on facebook. One of the nurses made all the babies in the NICU an owl hat and took pictures of them in a little tree she had made! How adorable and thoughtful! I dont think I can thank the NICU nurses enough for the time they spend with these babies and care they give them. I definitely dont wish for anyone to have to go through the NICU experience but if you do, know that they are getting the best care and are in the best place for them to get healthy. I'm just happy that i now have a happy healthy baby who I love oh so much :)

A Picture Birth Story

We finally got the pictures from the delivery! 

Here is the birth story via pictures!

Enjoy!

 The boys would watch every single contraction and say "whoa that was a big one!" and see how high the spikes would go.

 

 My support crew...Sister in law and hubby, with our good friend Mark behind the camera of course!

 

 Laughing the night away..

 Ice cup in hand..check!

 We seriously laughed the whole time

 and then it was time to push..

best videographer...so intense

 my sweet nurse that didn't believe me when I said it was time for me to push..:)

Laughing...and..

 Pushing...

 getting ready for the babes...

 "what is everyone staring at?!?"

 unfortunately my Dr. wasn't on call, so Dr. Brown was kind enough to assist me :)

My loving, encouraging hubby saying it was almost over..

 And he was right!

 my...alien?...baby..

 Dad cutting the cord

 so little

 So happy to finally see my baby!

 

 These pictures make me teary eyed still.. NICU team came to work on him..

 ..poor little guy..

 concerned dad...while mom has no clue whats going on..

 meeting each other for the first time

 So in love!

 happy to be holding him!..

 ..until they took him away from me 5 seconds later.. :(

 

And there you have it! We feel so lucky and blessed to have the technology that we do now so that our baby boy could come home with us 2 weeks later happy and healthy! We love him more and more each day and can't believe how much he's grown already since this day! 

Calvin Daniel Crosby - The Birth Story

Three weeks early

October 17, 2012 2:22 am 

Calvin Daniel Crosby was born!

I'll explain the birth story and everything in this post, sorry if its TMI? 

First of all at my 36 week appointment (oct. 9th) Dr. Rappeleye (my obgyn) checked me and discovered that I was 2 cm dilated and 80% effaced. WHOA! I was kinda freakin out at this point, was I really ready to have this baby? I still have so much to do, i havent finished everything! AND my brother was getting married the following weekend in California meaning my mom wouldnt be there! Also I was getting SUPER nervous about the delivery, I didn't want to do it anymore despite how desperately I wanted the baby out and off of my pelvis. The Dr. ordered me to really take it easy and try to keep the little man in for at least 2 weeks ideally. I thought that was going to be impossible. it was SO hard to sit around and hardly do anything. That weekend I had some more contractions, or Braxton Hicks, and cramping and had a few false alarms. Let me tell you, that made it worse! 

I made it a week to my next appointment for my 37 wk check up. He checked me to see that I was dilated to 3 cm and 100% effaced. Well ok, I thought, I guess this guy is gonna come when he wants to and it didn't sound like he was gonna wait another week for mom to get here! The Dr. wasn't thrilled obviously but said I could go into labor any minute now, or my water could break at any time too. At least I was technically full term, but it would be best to keep him in as long as I can. 

I went home coming to terms with the fact that I knew he was coming early and that my mom wouldnt be able to make it, but it was ok because I knew I could do it!

And the Dr. was right. I went into labor that very night the 16th. the time kinda seemed a blurr once I got to the hospital as to when things happened. But I know that evening from 6 to 7 i started getting more contractions, bearable but noticeable for sure. I decided to make sure I had everything ready for the hospital and text steven a heads up in case "this was it". At about 7 or 7:30 my water broke. Although I didnt realize it at first. I kinda felt a "pop", but thought nothing of it. until I felt that "gushing feeling". No its not like in the movies where you are pouring out water all over the place. But I was most definitely leaking. Then soon after that my contractions got worse! I could hardly talk through them or breath. Steven was at work, and I didnt want to make him leave work again (for another false alarm) SO I called my mom of course. She said "dang it you are in labor!" haha I tried to hold out a little bit thinking they would send me home if the contractions weren't that bad. 7:50ish came around and I couldnt do it, I called Steven and the only words I could get out through that contraction was "get home now". He hung up and I guess as he was so excited he ran out of the store and yelled "I'm having a baby". We raced up to the hospital and the whole time I kept telling steven to slow down, and he kept telling me this was the one time that it was actually ok. Luckily we only live maybe 5 minutes away so it was that far. 

Once we arrived and checked in it was just after 8. my contractions were hurting real bad both in front and in my back. They couldnt quite give me the epidural then, becuase they had to fully admit me with the paperwork and what not, so they gave me some medicine that was gonna help but would only last about 45 minutes to an hour. I felt so weird on that stuff, and did not care what was happening. The contractions still hurt but not as bad as they were. Oh and when they checked me I was 31/2 cm dilated and my water for sure broke, there was no doubt about that.

Finally the little asian lady with the good stuff came in. maybe this was around 9:30? This was probably one of the biggest things I was nervous for. The epidural. the idea of a big needle going into your spine and possibly being paralyzed?! ok I didnt really think that would happen to me i was more scared about the whole thing hurting really bad. But with the numbing shot and what medicine I had left in me, I hardly felt a thing. Sure I felt the coolness of the medicine go into my back, but I was just relieved that I could relax and hopefully get some rest. Well about a half an hour rolled by and then an hr and I still was in pain with the contractions. It wasn't working. I started to panic in my mind thinking I would have to go through this whole thing with no choice but to feel everything that was happening. They called my favorite lady back into the room and she gave me another dose. Apparently I was progressing so quickly that they had to give me more epidural. And then, it was wonderful. I was relieved from the stress of my body tensing up every time a contraction came. But I did have to lay and sit in several different positions because his heart rate would drop if I was positioned otherwise. They said he was sunnyside up which was going to make it a whole lot more painful for me and harder as well. Great! The nurse told me at one point that if he didnt move or if his heart rate kept dropping they would do an emergency c-section. Before I ever went into labor I was totally ok with this option if it happened, but at that time when she told me I got a little discouraged or bummed. I wanted to do this. So they ended up putting fluid back in there to see if it would stop his heart rate from dropping. And it seemed to help a little.

  

From this point on I couldnt remember how much time had passed. Maybe an hour she came back and checked me and I was at a 6. My phone was ringing off the hook as well as Stevens. His sister Erica came for support and as well as his good friend Mark who was also our photographer. I'll get some pictures posted once I see them :) We all hung out, watched some ridiculous tv shows that were on way late at night. I hardly remember them because I kept dozing off. She came to check me again and  I was at a 9. I was cruising! I could feel some more pressure down there but she said she would come back in an hour to check me. I was fine, I just kept hitting that button for the epidural :) 

An hour had passed and she still hadnt come to check me, I was sitting up with half of my bed higher than the other, to try to get him to drop more and turn a little bit. I kinda felt like I needed to push, but wasnt quite sure. Steven asked if she could come check me to see if I was right, he came back in the room and said the nurse said she had been watching my contractions and didnt think it was time yet. well I heard and kind of felt this gushing noise. I told Steven to go back and tell her to come in and check me. He told the nurse what happened and she said to the other nurse as he was walking away. "oh these first time dads get so worked up over nothing, I'm sure she has awhile" Well did I prove her wrong on this theory. She finally checked me and then got some things together and said, Ok we are gonna have you start pushing now! I wanted to say, told you! haha but I didnt :) 

I guess Dr Rappeleye, my obgyn, wasnt on call but Dr. Brown was, who was actually at the same office I go to, and have heard nothing but great things about all the Drs. there so I wasnt too worried. So my nurse called Dr. Brown and said I was going to start pushing but it was going to be awhile because of the position he was in and she would let him know when it was closer. Well I gave a few good pushes and she said ok I need you to stop because I'll get in trouble if I deliver another baby on my own. haha Once Dr. Brown finally got in, I was starting to feel my contractions some more, I just wanted this baby out! I gave a few pushes and the Dr ended up cutting me a teensy bit since I had already ripped a little. (thank goodness I didnt feel a thing!) Then I gave one good push and bam! out came my tiny little baby boy at 2:22 am. I couldnt take my eyes off him. I couldnt believe how tiny he was and that I made that in my stomach! Steven cut the cord and they laid him on my stomach while they cleaned him off. 

The worst part of it all was the placenta I think. The Dr. told me not to push but that I would feel tons of pressure. he pulled on the cord that was still attached and pushed super hard on my stomach and out it came. I felt as though I got the wind knocked out of me! And it didnt end there, they kept pushing and pushing to get any extra fluid out of me as well as drain my bladder (boy was i grateful later they did that)

 While I was getting stitched and cleaned up I watched as they checked Calvin out and wrapped him up. He weighed in at 6 lbs 4 oz 18 in long. I couldnt help but think in my head, thats all?! I thought for sure he would be longer maybe a little bigger. Then I hear them say "call Mary tell her to get in here. Call Mary!" I thought, who is Mary and why does she have to be in here, there are plenty of nurses. Well Calvin started to grunt and hardly cry anymore. they tried to get him to cry some more but he kept grunting. As a few of the NICU nurses were working on him the other delivery nurses kept telling me how cute he was and that he was going to be ok. I started to get worried. I wanted to start crying, but I couldnt. I then look over and see my dear husband holding his baby boy for the first time, just staring at him with a smile on his face so in love with him. He finally handed him to me and I got to hold him all of about 10 seconds before they wheeled him away to the NICU. I dont quite remember what they said as to why he had to go to the NICU at that point but something to do with his grunting wasnt normal, and off he went. I didnt know how to feel at that point because I didnt quite understand what was going on and I think I was still in shock at the fact that I just had a baby, and that I was no longer pregnant. Steven and Mark went with Calvin to the NICU and I guess as they were giving him the IV steven almost passed out and he had to sit down and drink some juice. haha Boy was that quite the joke between the nurses every time we went to see him. lol. Erica was so kind to stay with me until they got back and while the nurses gave me some pain meds and some crackers and this delightful juice cocktail thing. Well once I took the pills, nothing wanted to stay inside anymore. yes I indeed threw up luckily I made it into the bucket. boy has it been a long time since that happened and am I glad i doesnt hardly ever happen because I absolutely hate throwing up! 

The boys got back and of course were starving so they went to go grab some food and then Steven would be back to stay with me. It seemed like they had taken forever! I got a cleaned up and in a new gown with those sexy panties that I love oh so much (they actually were quite comfortable) and up I went to my recovery room. It was about 4 by the time I got up there, and all I could think about was how Calvin was doing and when I would be able to see him. also I was STARVING. Steven finally got back and said the only thing that was open was Ihop, man some pancakes sounded so good right about then. But i was left with crackers, and I asked the nurse for some food ANYTHING. she managed to find a turkey sandwhich with chips and jello, and a cookie. yes I ate a turkey sandwhich at 4 in the morning , ok half of it. I finally fell asleep for about 2 hrs? I was woken up to try to pee and take more pain meds as well as the NICU Dr. came to bring me some pictures of Calvin and report that he was struggling and breathing really fast so he was going on a ventilator to help and go from there. I was bummed, I thought he would only be in there for a few days and come home! boy was I wrong. 

Stevens parents decided to drive up that day to be with us Thursday until Sunday. As my mom couldn't come be with me until Monday. We had some great friends come visit us at the hospital and lots of love and support being sent our way via facebook, email, and texts. As for more info on Calvins NICU stay, I'll make another post because this one is getting ridiculously long, I just dont want to forget anything and want to be able to look back and compare from our future children :) 

All in all, my delivery experience wasn't all that bad. about 7 hours of labor, and 20 minutes of pushing? I'll take it! Makes me that more grateful after hearing friends who've spend hours/days in the hospital in labor. I'm just happy at this point our baby boy is healthy and getting stronger each day. We love him so much!

Our favorite hang out

Well, time for a little catch up since my last post. About 2 months ago I went to the hospital for that lovely cyst. Leaving the hospital that day I said I never wanted to go back until this baby was ready to come out. I must have jinxed myself. Exactly a week later we found ourselves back in the ER, this time for Steven. He had been complaining about a stomach ache that morning and he took a bath as I left for work. A few hours passed and I have yet to hear from him which is rare because I always hear from him at about 11 on his way to school. I tried texting, and no responses, I knew something was wrong, I could feel it (early mom instincts?) He called me back what seemed like hours later. He could hardly breath or even talk to tell me he was in pain. Steven NEVER complains about such pain and the only thing i could think of was either super bad acid reflux or his appendix. I left work and had to meet him our church building because he drove there apparently because he had no service at our apartment. I pull up next to him to find him laying all the way down in his chair shirtless, shoeless, with a pair of basketball shorts on. It kinda freaked me out at first but I couldnt help but laugh at the same time. After figuring out where his pain was, I was still unsure what could be causing such grief. What does that mean? go to the ER, just to be safe. we got there about noon. I didnt leave the hospital until MIDNIGHT. after numerous tests and lots and LOTS of waiting for results, Steven has his appendix removed. Weird thing is, the CT scan didnt say it was for sure his appendix but they said it looks like it could be his appendix and that maybe it was the beginning stages of appendicitis. So they gave him the option to take him off the morphine for 12 hrs and see if the pain continues and gets worse, then they would do the surgery, or just do the surgery.   We dont necessarily have that kind of time between school work and army to be waiting around for something that may or may not happen. So of course we decided to proceed with the surgery, and they managed to squeeze us in that night. I wasnt nervous about it until they took us up to another room and we went into the prep room for him to meet his "new best friend" who would knock him out for the surgery. The surgery only took 25 minutes, but it seemed like forever! I was the only one in the waiting room until my lovely sister in law brought my oh so pregnant self some soup and bread for dinner. (what would we do without family?) He finally came out of surgery and was super slap happy about everything. here are a few of my favorites. when we met him in the elevator to go up to his recovery room, he told his nurse "she was pretty easy to find huh. cuz she was the prettiest one out there!" haha ya i was the only one out there. he was also starving before surgery and begged for food all day and asked for me to bring him cookies after surgery. which he cant have. but when we got to the room he asked his nurse, can i have some cookies? when she told him no just ice and water first he growled at her. hah! we were all dying. Oh and on our way to his room in the hall he said " he nurse can we go through the drive thru?" and as the nurse went along and said ya if anything is open he quickly responds " wendy's is always open late!" haha this guy was killing me. there are a million other things he said that I could go on and on but I won't waste any more of your time :) He recovered really well. although he and I had a hard time with him not being able to lift anything for 3 weeks and no heavy activity. I'm just glad he had this done way before I went into labor and we were both down. that would have been horrible! But as of today he is perfectly fine and healthy, and no worries of him getting appendicitis. :) And without further a due, here is Mr Steven Crosby feelin good on his morphine!
                               
 (doesnt he look great in a gown?) hehe