My baby is 6

Six years ago was the scariest time in my life thus far. My water broke at just 27 weeks pregnant. Hospitalized on best rest hoping for the best possible outcome. Just seven days later my placenta ruptured causing me to have an emergency c section. (During the c section my doctor noticed I had valamentous cord insertion: A condition that occurs in less than 1% of single pregnancy and  is routinely detected during ultra sound (mine was not) and if not detected causes premature labor and stillbirth.)  It was at that time during my c section, my wonderful doctor kissed my forehead and said to me, "she is a true miracle..." It was not until later when she explained what was really going on inside. It was hours later when I got to go the NICU to see my precious 2 pound baby and the neurologist said, "...she is one feisty little girl..." She was already off her ventilator. Although I was still scared and the 85 day NICU stay had its ups and down, not once did I think I was going to lose my baby. She is the light of my life & someone who has forever changed me.

Today, Tori turns 6! What a great 6 years it has been having our family complete. She brings us so much joy & positive energy. This year she requested a cooking party- so a cooking party it is! I know how ironic, considering how much I love to cook...*note sarcasm. So 12 of her closest friends came together to make some fun food.

We made homemade lasagnas to go, fruit kabobs and chex mix. We had egg races on the driveway and decorated aprons! It was a fun way to spend her day & most importantly she LOVED it. It feels good to be six!! 

~ It's My Life

Baseball.Baseball.Baseball

Summer has hit the half way point, I can't believe it. Time sure flies when you are busy having fun. It is our first summer that a sport has mildly taken over our lives and I love it! It brings me back to being a kid and those summer days and weekends of playing!

Wylie is playing in the 9U junior league in Hudson but also made the 9 year old select Hudson team. This puts him playing ball anywhere from 4-7 days a week depending on if he has a tournament on the weekend. One would think, that is an awful lot of baseball for a young little guy and he might get burnt out.  NOT Wylie. This past weekend was a great example. The boys play 8 games, four in a row on Sunday. We get home, Wylie showers, plops on the couch and immediately turns on the Twins game that he dvr'd from that day. This kid LOVES baseball and I LOVE that he loves it so much. 

It brings me so much joy to watch him play. Such a different feeling than playing, it is actually harder to watch. You see the joy, excitement, frustration and disappointment on his face and realize you can't help him and that you need to let him learn and figure out the highs and lows,  that is all part of the game. Learning to manage all these feelings through out one day/ 4 games is a challenge for a 9 year old (and their mother).  

Through out the weekend I realized a few things about myself. 1)  I have not lost any of my competitive fire that once existed when I played. 2.) Wylie inherited all of it from me and some from Jacques so he might have a little extra than the norm! But hey, better to have too much then not enough, right??? 

This is just the beginning and I am embracing it all and learning myself how to parent an athlete and to keep my emotions and competitiveness in check....I am not going to lie, I still have a ways to go! 

                                               2nd place in the Hudson Tournament

                                             3rd place in the New Richmond Tournament

Thankful for these girls~their friendship & their patience at all these games! 

                           Thankful for these friendships~ the Moms of the boys who make it so fun!

                                                                   ~ It's My Life