Showing posts with label ALY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ALY. Show all posts

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Aly's 4th Birthday

On July 26th Aly turned 4 years old. I can't believe my baby is 4. Where does the time go.

Did I mention she is 4 going on 16? She still is as girly as they come. Make up, finger nails, sparkles, pink to name a few of her favorite things. For her birthday we took her and her friends to get mini manincures.


Picking out their polish color.

Savanna


Alyson


Brooklyn


Aly messed hers up in a second's time so here is her redo.

Julia


Jane


Haley

Tobe couldn't be left out ;)

Brynley

Drying:)









Happy Birthday Little Miss Aly!!!

Monday, July 26, 2010

Happy Birthday to My Sweet Alyson!!!


Today is Aly's 3rd Birthday!!! I told her I didn't want her to grow up so she keeps telling people she's 2:) But the day has come and my baby is now 3:( I can't believe how fast the time goes.


Here are a few things about Alyson Joy:
1. She is a girly girly through and through. She wears dresses or skirts EVERYDAY!!! She got 5 dresses for her birthday. And she is in dress heaven. I think she has worn all of them in the last 24 hours.

2. She replaces her Y's with L's when she talks. "You" is "Lou", and "Ya" is "La" etc. So when she says "I Love You" it comes out "I Lub Lou" Too cute!!!

3. She loves to tell me secrets and she usually says, "I think you're so special and cute:)"

4. Her blonde hair is usually what makes her stick out in our family. Some days people ask where she comes from and there are days I wonder. She has quite a spunky spit fire personality. But being the baby, she usually gets away with it.

We love you Alyson!!


We had some good friends and neighbors over for cake and ice cream. There were about 38 people here to sing and wish her a "Happy Birthday". What a lucky little girl!!


Oh and did I mention she got make-up for her birthday:)

Happy Birthday Little Aly!!!!


Monday, October 5, 2009

ALY

Guess what we've been up to?

POTTY TRAINING!!!!! My favorite thing about being a parent IS NOT potty training but it is something that must be done. Grr....

I am happy to announce that Jane is finally potty trained (except for nighttime. We'll tackle that later:) After all she is almost 6--good grief.

Tobe? He has mastered #1. He has mastered nights. Now we are working on #2. He hates going on the potty and loves going in his pants. Needless to say he is no longer my favorite:)

Now let's talk about Aly. With all the attention Tobe has been getting, she felt the need to get in on the action. She decided that she wants to be big too so she has been going potty on the toilet without a fight, without a potty chart, without bribery, without punishment, you get what I am getting at right?

Can this really be true? After all my horrible luck with the whole PT stuff can I actually be lucky enough to get one that gets it?? And gets it early?? And stays dry at night too?? And doesn't fight me?? Really me??

Yes!! She loves it.

But it doesn't come without a catch. That's life right? Nothing is that easy I mean come on. So I will let the pictures do the talking and illustrate what I've been up to for the past 2 weeks:)

she changes her clothes constantly
oh the anxiety I am feeling just looking at these photos.


holding back my clean freak, organized, controlling self
yes welcome to our toilet






But she's just too darn cute!!!

Saturday, August 2, 2008

A Week Full of Emotions/Catch up

Saturday, July 26- It was Aly's birthday.  Happy 1st Birthday Aly!!  To celebrate we went to Lagoon; oh wait, Aly went to my sister's house while the rest of us went to Lagoon:)  It was Brett's work party and they paid for us to go.  We wanted the kids to enjoy so we left Aly behind.  It was fun and the kids had a good time.



On the way home Josh called to inform me that the hospice nurse decided to take my mom off her steroids completely and that Saturday might be the last day she would be able to communicate with us.  Brett dropped me off and I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening with her.  
She was acting really strange all day.  She slept most of the time but then she'd wake up only to be surprised that she was still here.  She kept talking to people that weren't there.  When she looked at me it was as if she was looking through me.  It was really strange.  It made me scared.  I cried a lot this day.  It was the first day that I wanted to leave.
I said the family prayer, told my dad I would take the early shift Sunday morning to help him, gave my mom a hug and told her I loved her.  She said it back:)  I left.

Sunday, July 27-I got a call at 5:30 in the morning.  "She's gone!"  That is all my dad said.  I grabbed a few things and ran out the door.  
When I got there she was still sitting in her wheel chair.  The oxygen compressor was still going.  But there was no life left in her.  She was gone.  The body sitting there was just a shell for my mom's spirit.  My mom was somewhere else.
I took off her oxygen tube and we turned off the machine.  We waited for everyone to arrive.  It was weird.  One minute tears, the next complete shock.  Then anger, then fear.  I felt all of those emotions in a 10 minute period.
After everyone got to the house the men lifted her out of her chair to lay her on the bed.  She hadn't been able to lay down for over 3 months.  We wanted to see her laying down.  Finally at peace.
The hospice nurse came, cleaned her up and changed her clothes.  The mortician got there at about 9:00 and prepared us to take her.  We all said good-bye.  It was an empty feeling to say good-bye to a body.  It was not my mom.  She wasn't there.  I looked around the room as if I'd see her somewhere else because she definitely was not in that body.  Then they took her away.

Immediately Jenn, Scott, and I cleaned up her room.  My dad didn't want any evidence of cancer.  No more pills, oxygen tubes, ice cups, foot lotions, head rests, wheel chairs.  He wanted it out.  So we changed their bed, cleaned the carpet, vacuumed the room and got it back to the way it was 3 months ago.  It was our way of coping.  Stay busy.
We went to sacrament meeting with dad. And the rest of the day was a blur.  It was hard to go home that night.  I didn't want it to be real.  I wanted it all to go away. 

Monday, July 28-It was exactly 3 months ago today that she was diagnosed.  3 months!!!  What in the heck just happened to our family?  This wasn't supposed to happen.  I am way too young to lose a mom.
I woke up to 2 angels who dropped everything and drove all the way from Colorado to be here with me.  Erica and Ashley came to my rescue.  They stayed at my house and took care of everything at home so I could be with my family.  They will never know how much this meant to me.
We began planning the funeral.  Obviously we knew this day was coming so many of the plans had already been made.  Dawn, Megan, Josh, Adam, and I chose the flowers for the funeral.  We bought new temple clothes to bury her in because we divided her old temple clothes for each of us to have a piece.  Then we met my dad, Ashley, Jenn, and Scott at the cemetery to pick out a headstone.  
Is this really happening?

Tuesday, July 29-Jenn, Dawn, Ashley, Megan, and I met at the mortuary to dress my mom.  Too personal to record here but I will say it was neat and I am glad I did it.  I spent the whole day thinking about my talk and feeling so overwhelmed.  
That night I got a blessing from Brett to help me find the words for my talk....no words came.  I was up until 1:00 am and woke up at 5:00 am.  Somehow it came together.

Wednesday, July 30-I helped Dawn set up for the viewing at the church.  She put together old pictures of mom when she was a young girl, a teenager, a young mother, and a grandma.  She gathered many of the blankets our mom made as well as all our baptism dresses.  It was beautiful.  It looked wonderful.
I came home to get ready and then went back to prepare for the viewing.  It began at 6:00 and went until about 9:30.  So many people came.  The line was very long for most of the night.  I was touched at how many of my friends came.  I have felt so loved during this crappy time.  
But I must say I didn't want to be there at all.  I didn't want to socialize.  I was numb and I wanted to be anywhere else but there.
My dad held up very well and was very touched by all their loved ones who showed their support.

Thursday, July 31-The funeral.  Today was a very hard day.  But we were busy so it went by fast.  We had a viewing before the funeral.  Then it came time to close the casket.  Again, that isn't my mom but it is the last tangible part of her.  It was hard to say good-bye.  
This was the first time my kids were there.  For the last 2 weeks they have been home with babysitters.  I was wondering how they would handle seeing grandma.  Tobe was so cute.  He kept saying that she was asleep.  He'd reach in and touch her hand.  When I'd put him down he'd say, "I want to see Grandma again."  But it came out, "I see Grandma again?"  I kept saying, "Yes you will see Grandma again."
When they wheeled the casket out he said, "Bye Bye Grandma!"  And waved good-bye.  

The funeral program:
Song-"Each Life That Touches Ours For Good"
Prayer -Scott Allen
Obituary reading-Aaron Hall
Speaker-Jenn Allen
Speaker-Dawn Hall
Song-grandchildren and girls
"Teach Me to Walk in the Light"
"I Am a Child of God"
"Families Can Be Together Forever"
Speaker-Ashley Marsee
Speaker-Amanda Hatch
Song-Josh and Adam Dorius
"Keep My Kids Still"
written by Adam while in Peru
Speaker-Josh Dorius
Speaker-Adam Dorius
Remarks-Bishop Ziser
Song-"God Be With You til we Meet Again"
Prayer-Brett Hatch

As you can see we all got the opportunity to talk.  This was extremely hard for me.  There are no words to describe how much I loved my mom.



Jenn, Dawn, Amanda, Ashley, and Megan
Megan is Josh's sweet wife.  She is an angel.  My mom adored her.

Our family



Hayden and Tobe .  They looked so handsome.


We put our LiveStrong bracelets on the casket.  We're DONE with cancer.  Cancer sucks!!!

Friday, August 1-Today was lonely.  I felt empty all day.  My sweet mother-in-law came to be with me and tend the kids during the funeral.  She has been such a help.  I was with her all day but I still felt alone.  My mom left me with such a void.  I don't think anyone will ever be able to fill the hole she left.

Saturday, August 2-Brett and I went to the temple.  It was peaceful.  I didn't expect to see my mom or feel her.  I just wanted to feel peace and I did.  I was calm for the first time in 3 months.

Now what??  I don't even know where to begin.  I don't know how to heal.  I don't know how to feel.  I want to call my mom so bad and ask her what I do now.  She would know.  But she's not here.  Everyone who has been through this has warned me that the hard times are still ahead so I want to be prepared when they come, but I don't know how.
The only way to describe how I feel is empty...

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Caught in the Refrigerator

The other night Aly disappeared for a minute.  Brett and I couldn't find her but we could hear her clanking dishes around.  After a quick search we found her in the refrigerator.  She had climbed up 2 steps and was getting into our home grown onions.  I've told a few people this story and they requested the pictures so here you go:




As for an update, my mom isn't doing well.  She's been asking my dad to give her his blessing to go and he finally did.  What a hard thing to do.  We've all assured her that we'll be okay so I think she is ready.  She's just waiting for the Lord to take her.  She feels it is very close.  
Our prayers have changed.  They have gone from a cure, to comfort, to a quick release.  I hope she gets her wish.
I Love You, MOM!!!