Showing posts with label Tim. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tim. Show all posts

Monday, April 21, 2014

A BIG Catch!

On Saturday Tim went fishing in the Chesapeake Bay with his good friend Chris. They caught two huge (40 inches each) rock fish! I couldn't believe how big the fish were! 

All in a day's work...so blessed to have a hubby who can bring home the meat!

Photo

Photo: My babe!!

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

A Little MIA

I know, I know...I've been a bad blogger.

Oh well.

At the end of the day, does it really matter?

Nope, it sure doesn't. And really, I don't care too much.

We have been, well, sick...


That's right. All the girls and Daddy have had Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease. Also, known as pure hell. Just ask Tim. Or me, since I have been the one taking care of everyone. 


Survival mode.


Apparently it's going around the schools here like wildfire!


It started with Claire last Saturday night. I cam home from a long day of being out just with Emily and picking Megan up from the airport. When I saw Claire, she just didn't look right. I went to hug her and instantly I knew she had a fever. 103.7 in fact.


Lovely.


Then the mouth sores. Horrible mouth sores. Inside and out. Up the nose. In the ears. Feet and Hands.


I did some research and found out that it was Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease. Yuck. Kinda like chicken pox in the way it comes on. Fever first , then the sores. Lasts up to two weeks. No appetite and burning, itchy, red sores that blister. NASTY. 


My poor babies had it sooo bad. Claire was miserable. Then Wednesday Madelynn and Natalee came down with fevers, as I knew even as hard as I tried to keep them all separate, it wouldn't work. 


These photos were on Monday, so it got much, much, much worse, but I never had a moment to pick up my camera:










It was also Tim's birthday on Wednesday. He said he wasn't feeling well but went to play golf anyway. We shaved his head before he left. He came home around 6:45 and still wasn't feeling well. I prayed he wasn't going to get it, but when his Mom hugged him and said he was burning up, I knew he had it to. Yup, 103! This began his miserable time of Hand, Foot and Mouth.


His hands, feet, legs, nose, and ears all covered and yet that wasn't the worst part. His head, his ENTIRE HEAD was covered in over hundred open sores. I'm guessing shaving his head had something to do with it. I have never in my life seen anything so bad. The itching. The constant throbbing of burning sensations. He could barely walk. He kept his feet and hands on ice because it was that bad. Numbing the pain was the best resort.


I then watched helplessly as each of the girls suffered each day and Tim too. All you can do is  give tylenol and benadryl. They would fight each other because each of them wanted to be held and not be near the other one. It was miserable. They just cried. They didn't want to walk or eat. Natalee still on Sunday and yesterday refused to walk on the hard wood floors or tile, only the carpet. Poor baby. Their noses have all the sores in them too. I hate watching them suffer.


SO we watched a lot of Barney, snuggled and cried. Took tylenol, napped, and loved on each other. All you can do when your babies are sick.


I still cannot believe Em or I didn't get it! Praise God!!


And all of this was happening on a week when Aunt Megan was here from NM and I was helping with her bridal shower. (That post will be written later!)


So, thankfully, we are on the mend. The only thing I had happen to me was that I got stung by a bee twice on my knee on Sunday morning! Not good, but I'll take that over the hell everyone else went through.






{ LOTS of posts coming...stay tuned!!!!!! }

Monday, April 25, 2011

Happy Birthday Tim!!!

Today is Tim's Birthday!

He is on the other-half of the 20's...26 years old!

Married...with 3 little girls who love him more than anything in the whole world.


Preview of Easter dresses...this picture was just too darn cute of Tim and Natalee, so I had to add it!!
 We are having a great lazy Monday at home as a family! And going to enjoy the very warm weather!

Tonight we are going to one of our favorite Mexican restaurants, La Paz! SO excited for a date night, margaritas outside and to celebrate my great hubby!

Happy Birthday Tim!



***Easter Weekend photos to come tomorrow!***








Happy Birthday hunny!

Thursday, December 9, 2010

My Sweet Husband!

He's tall, thin and handsome.
He makes me laugh.
He loves the Eagles, the Phillies and Penn State.
I think I like this boy.
He didn't mind my expensive food taste.
He had a house, a car, a puppy and a career.
It's the simple things he does and knows.
He is smarter than I think.
I feel safe with him.
My protector.
My best friend, so easily he became.
He asked me to be his bride, I said yes.
Never a doubt in my mind, he is the one.
He had me from hello.
We married and our life began.

He knew my history of endometriosis, but it didn't bother him.
He said, "we'll do whatever we have to."
He went to every appointment.
He was always there by my side, asking the important questions.
Still making me laugh.
He gave me shots, cried with me and prayed me with.
He was strong.
He said, "we will not give up."
And we did not.
We prayed more.
He held me, through all the pain, not knowing what the future would hold.
Never did we think what was to come.

Three heart beats, oh my.
He came to every appointment.
He would be the father of our three little girls.
He was ecstatic.
We kept praying; God is good.
He came up with some silly ideas; like one big crib.
He spent hours with me in Babies R Us, and Target too.
Carrying out all of our gifts after 3 showers.
He painted the room, and puts things together.
We pray for healthy babies every day.

This pregnancy is hard, on both of us.
He is the soul provider for our family right now.
He is there by my side.
He cleans.
He vacuums.
He cooks, very well indeed.
He does laundry, little pink socks and all.
He brings me anything and everything I want.
He gets stuff from upstairs or downstairs when I forget, even multiple times.
He still makes me laugh.
He holds all of his girls in his arms each night.
He empties the cat boxes, even though he hates it.
He feeds the cats.
He takes care of the dog.
He goes to the grocery store with my long list.

He is a strong man.
I am so proud of him.
I am so blessed to have him in my life.
To have him be the father of our children.

I love you, Tim, with all of my heart and soul.
And I thank you for the man you are.
You are going to be a great father.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Happy Birthday Timmy!!!

Today, I wish my wonderful husband a very
HAPPY 25th BIRTHDAY!!!!!
 Tim is the most wonderful, caring, sweet, responsible, fun, make me laugh at times when I don't want to, tell stupid jokes, my couch buddy, my shoulder to lean on, my pillow in bed, my go-to guy, Mr. Fix-It, the best daddy to our fur babies, and of course my very best friend!!!


I love you hunny and I wish you a very happy birthday!!!

Enjoy your crab cakes and coke-cola cake!