She lost her first tooth

As babies turn into kids.. the amount of "firsts" start to dwindle. You realize how important each "first" really was. Today, I was able to experience the excitement of a first.

Chica lost her FIRST TOOTH! 

I knew it was going to happen soon. Her tooth became loose about a month ago. Shortly after up sprouted her new tooth behind it. Not only did this excite me as her mom.. but I am in the Dental Field, so my perspective was a little more awesome.

To keep this short I wont go into all the details that happen before the tooth came out. (such as this Lady looking at me like I was crazy while I stood in line with her at Target talking about her new tooth being succedaneous- which means it replaces a baby tooth) things like that, we can skip {for now}

Notice the tooth behind the tooth?!  

Todays details though, get ready for them!!

The little tooth was pretty loose this morning. I knew it would be a matter of time before it would be laying flat or dangling by a root (or thread, Mom) I tried to get her to pull it out but with the tooth behind it, she couldn't get a good grasp on the little tooth. She twisted and pulled and wiggled but nothing. I am pretty sure she wasn't pulling it very hard but I let it all go. I mean, it is HER tooth.. and it is the FIRST tooth. So her being nervous wasn't a surprise.

Every once in a while she would walk up to me, eyes wide open, holding her lip down, and say "I made it more loose!" or "I can stick my tounge under it!"

Right before bed, she walked up to be again and said "It lays like flat down"

That is when I knew, it's coming out tonight!

So, I stuck her up on the counter and she wiggled it some more. She pulled it and twisted it all while grinning at me with excitment. I asked her if she wanted me to twist it a little and to my surprise she said yes. So, I grabed the little tooth and kind of twisted it and pulled it. OUT IT CAME. Sooo easy. She squeezed my finger and made a small ouch sound. I yelled ITS OUT!!

I was so excited I pulled her tooth! It was awesome!

She did great until she saw the blood. I think it was a little bit of nervousness and emotion all overwhelming her. I really don't think it was the "blood" that freaked her out. She did start to cry about 3 mins after the tooth was out but, tears didn't last long and she swished her mouth out with water.

Thanks to Kayla, we had a tooth book/light/pillow/chart all ready. Tooth is currently in the pouch thing and she is fast asleep. Funny thing: if you know my chica, she gets a little nervous {as she says} about new things, the unknown freaks her out a little. The most nervous/freak out moment was going to bed. For some reason.. for some weird reason.. she was freaked out about going to bed with a hole in her mouth. Remember, she has had a tooth coming in behind it for some while so it isn't actually a hole.

Well, there is the story of her first loose tooth. Of course I have it all documented with photos. Off to bed I go so the tooth fairy can visit!

Murfy {black}

 

 

Remember our sweet sweet dog Molly Brown? Well, as you know, we lost her November 12, 2012. That was just a little over a month ago. It still breaks my heart, brings me to tears, I miss her. We grieved. Zak and I took it the hardest. I do NOT want to relive that EVER..

A few days later we started looking at dogs again. Were we looking too soon? Maybe, we really didn’t have plans on getting anything unless we found the right pup. We went back and forth. What kind? What size? Girl or Boy? Age? Where from? The questions were endless.

Let me go back to before we got Molly. I didn’t want a dog. I don’t like the smell, sound, responsibility, annoying-ness.. really I love animals.. just not pets for myself. I always told Zak when we get a house with a fence, you can get a dog. {He LoVeS Dogs!} I also told him I wanted a brown puppy with a fat tummy and long ears. So, when he called me to come look at petco on my lunch break from work.. The moment I saw her in his hands I knew she was going home with us. She was a brown, fat belly, big ear dog..

The last picture I took of Molly Brown..
{I did take a video of her the day before she passed away though}

 

so when we lost her, It made me realize things. Things like; how much apart of our family she was and continued to become. How much of my heart she filled up. When she passed, my heart was empty. Zak and I knew that the emptiness needed to be filled. We just didn’t know when or with what exactly. I wanted a Golden, he wanted a lab. I wanted a little dog, he wanted a big dog. I wanted a brown dog, he wanted a black dog. Of course none of that really mattered when it came down to it. It would just depend on the dog.

He called me one day asking me and Mady to come look at a puppy at the local shelter. I knew he had been going there because he had his eye on a little puppy that wouldn’t be available till that Wednesday. So, Wednesday rolled around and the puppy was gone before he got there. BUT, there was another dog. So, we went and looked. I GOT NERVOUS. I wanted one until that moment. I saw the look in his eyes though. He was in love. I was scared. Like I said, I never ever want to deal with the emotions of Molly, ever again. I also didn’t know if it was the right time. Gosh, he was cute though. I told Zak I needed to sleep on it. I needed to see the pup alone, and not when him and Mady were in total love with the pup right in front of me. {I knew already that we were going to get him though}

THAT is when I pulled off the best surprise ever. Zak guesses everything. I mean, he pulls things out of no where and guesses surprised. It is kind of creepy. I hate it. I have never once surprised him with anything. I have tried, he ruins it. This would take some work.

 

Before Mady went to bed, as we were laying there in the darkness, I asked her what she thought of the pup “Luke”. She simply said.. I love him. I want him NOW. The next morning, on the way to school,
she said “are we getting the puppy?”
me: “I don’t know. I don’t know if he is the right one”
Her: “I already know”
me: know what?
Her: “that he is the right puppy” 

I dropped her off and headed to the shelter. The moment they put him in the room with me, he loved on me. He was so happy. He sat right in my lap and just looked around.

NOTE::  he is a 4 month old, 22 pound (a little underweight) puppy

So, I said yes..

at the shelter, about to go home with me

And that is when I adopted MURFY (black) –we have not really given him the black part but thought it was funny one day when we said Molly Brown {that was her name} and Murfy Black.. we are dorks but it is cute.

Ride to the groomers from the shelter and first moments at his new forever family.

I had to go to school after I got him. I was so scared Zak would show up at the shelter to see him. I told him I had bad news, “Luke” was gone. I got there and another couple was playing with him. After waiting 15 mins, the lady said they are taking him. All the while, Mr. Pup was sitting in the floorboard of my car while I was praying he would bark and give it away. Pretty Risky.. but I pulled it off. I saw in class, writing his name over and over. Different ways to spell it. Thinking about him. NOT listening to the teacher. Afraid petsmart would call Zak’s number and say your dog is ready.. I had to leave class..

::funny story:: after picking him up from the groomers, Mady and Murfy are in the back of my car. I hear this noise. I say “is he peeing?” Mady looks at me in the rearview mirror like.. oh crap.. I say “no, really.. is he REALLY PEEING IN MY FLOOR?” She nods yes with the same look on her face.. of course it was my fault for not letting him go before he got in the car. but really? Really….

I talked to Zak a few times that day, sending him pics of some other dogs. Every time I talked to him on the phone I would mute it just in case Murfy decided to bark. Zak still had no clue! We waited and waited. Mady went to bed, and I sat on the couch with the new pup.. waiting. Zak worked late that night. But when he came home.. oh goodness. He walked in and smiled at me.. (just a hello smile) Murfy sat up on the couch, put his paws on the wood between the living room and kitchen and watched Zak walk right by him. Oblivious. Then he came around the corner and at the end of the couch.. there was MURF.. I couldn’t do anything but giggle. If I said anything I would have cried with excitement that I pulled it off and I bought my husband the puppy he wanted. I helped fill a whole in his (and my) heart. His look was priceless. He looked at me and grinned ear to ear.. saying Really Babe? You really bought me my puppy!?!?!  Really??  and THAT was one of the best moments ever!

So, welcome to the family Murfy..

He has been amazing. He has only peed in the house 6 times, 2 being our fault, 1 being excited about people, and 3 made me mad.. (on the couch).. pooped in the house.. 1 time..

He now rings a bell when he has to go out.. or sits by the door. He is very good about telling us 100 times a day he needs to pee.. GEEZ, I can’t get anything done. I might as well post up outside and do nothing. He loves his crate.. doesn’t cry or bark for more than 1 min when you put him in there. No matter what time a day it is or what you are doing. He can sit and stay VERY WELL.. shake is a hit or miss. He lives inside and I let him on the couch. (losing Molly made me a little more open/relaxed/regretful/chilled out)

He is now a healthy happy 28 pound puppy. Lab/mix.. he has some hound in him so they said. The vet says he could have some hound..great Dane.. but for sure he is a happy Mr. pup and fits in perfect with our family. I couldn’t be any more happy with him!

 

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MURFY {black} S.
08.01.2012
BORN
11.29.2012
ADOPTED

It’s Time

 

Oh goodness, where do I even begin? I have not been a very good “blogger” “poster” “updater” for a while now. Mainly because I have just been busy, but also because I open it up to write and I go blank. Not that my life is blank.. it is far from blank.. but what to say, write, talk about, tell, update with.. it is all blank. I am hoping this changes though. I don’t post just for you to read about my life (although that plays a huge part in it) but I post for the future. So I can remember things, relive things, be able to tell stories without having to really think if I am telling it right. I post for Mady.. so she can look back and see who she was and where she came from.

So, to start off with:

SCHOOL for ME

The quarter is over.. 3 more quarters until externs! I am a quarter behind schedule but it isn’t anything that was my fault. Financial Aid people messed me up to start off with.. then when I found this out, I figured out a way to bump myself up a quarter but it would cost a bunch of “out of pocket money”.. so, a quarter behind.. no big deal! There is actually a bunch of reasons why this worked out for the best. So, YAY.. point is though

I STILL HAVE A 4.0!!

Next quarter, 4 days a week.. 8:30-12:30 with no breaks in-between classes. Chair side, Dentrix (a dental computer program), and Math..boooo   the class I have been avoiding. Yes, some how I was able to put it off for a year. Now, I have no choice.

 

SCHOOL for HER

Chica has been at her school for half a year now. I can not say that I am fully happy with it. I love love love her teacher though. The school itself, I feel has lied miscommunicated with me about a few things. Also, I find out here and there small little things that just bug me. Things that may not be a big deal but I remember doing in school and she doesn’t do it. I know times have changed but still.. I just don’t agree with some things. I am at peace with switching her schools for K though. The only thing that makes me sad is she has become really close with a little friend. It is amazing to see/hear my little chica talk about her “best friend” the way I talk about my friends. Wow, she is growing up. Remember about 7 months ago I gave up on trying to pick where to send her to school? I decided on this school for a few reasons. #1 being that they have God in their school. They pray. They teach. They talk. This is very important to me. Another being location, so so convenient. I gave up on decided what to do, it had me in a frenzy. I felt like I was making a decision that I wasn’t ready to make. Well people, here we are again. Getting close to time to make a decision. So, January rolls around and back to school tours/meetings/conversations.

Positive School for Her:  she loves it. She is learning lots of things (from what I bribe out of her to tell me) she has met some wonderful people and made some great friends. Her teacher is her hero. She also was chosen to represent her class at homecoming. They take a girl and boy from each class and at the homecoming BB game, they walk (dresses and tux) down the court. OMGEEE (yes, I said it. omgeee) She also gets to hand the homecoming queen her crown! {They let the youngest give it to the winner} Pretty AwEsOmE! Maybe this is the start to things like student council and such?! 

 

HUSBAND

The husband is good. Working as always. Giving it 100% to support his family. He hasn’t been working the long hours of 6am-midnight anymore.. That is amazing. He has had a few Saturdays off here and there too. Nothing really new with him though. OH, he won a rifle in a raffle. That he was excited about! I bought him a puppy.. that’s another post

 

Since Hawaii, other than buying our beautiful house, nothing is really going on. Mom, Wife, Student.. sister, daughter, friend.

Color Run 2012 Nashville

 

A few weekends back, my 2 best girlfriends and I headed to Nashville TN for the Color Run. I had decided that I wanted to do this the moment I found it on Pinterest. We purchased tickets the moment they were available, which was good considering they sold out immediately. The tickets came with t-shirts, headbands, and tattoos! Oh plus a water bottle. We purchased bags and really cute socks!

Click here for the news article in Nashville on it after it was over. Also, click there to watch a video of two people getting married after running in it. We had tutus, crazy hair, and even Elvis showed up for the run! Yes, people got a little crazy.

So, there were about 15,000 people in the run PLUS all the people that went to support loved ones and watch it all happen. This was not a timed race. It was about having a great time while being blasted with color. The color was made from some type of flour or something. The color stops were every K and although it was awesome, it was a little overwhelming to breath. All worth it though, very worth it! By the end of the race we were covered from head to toe. There was an awesome after party that I have some video of but have not uploaded it yet. The after party was everyone jumping, dancing, and thrown packets of color up in the air or at people. Plus live music and and awesome DJ. I have to say, the people that put this together did an amazing job! I was impressed with everything from pit stops with cold water, to the dj, to the vendors, and so on! Come to find out (when getting in the shower) we had color in places that I have never had any type of color.. place I didn’t know could get color. It was a mess but I’d do it I will do it again for sure!

 
All decked out before the run!

Pit stop photo op.. after the first or second color blast

After the run.. at the color blast party!

Favorite picture of all time!

and now for some random pictures that tell you what its all about:

Waiting in line with 15,000 other people.

The picture above is when we were on the bridge. We were the 11th group to leave, meaning every so many seconds they let a few 100 go. This was just the people I could see from the bridge waiting to go. SO MANY PEOPLE

Blue mustache! and getting colorful…

We didn’t get to run with Sonja but we met up afterwards to shower and go downtown for lunch. Such great memories! I can’t wait for the next run..

Sadness

 

 

As I sit here, I look out the front window. She is no longer there. Sitting in front of the house watching the road. This is weird. I don’t understand. It isn’t fair.

{front window view on a daily basis}

 

Molly Brown died last night. I have no idea why or how. The entire night.. horrible. Mady doesn’t know yet. I didn’t want to tell her last night or before school. She is smart, strong, and understanding. She understood Abby’s death (my childhood dog) in a way I could have never imagined. So mature and peaceful. I know this isn’t going to be as easy on her. This is HER dog. Molly was supposed to be her childhood dog. She wanted to go play with her Sunday night. I should have let her. We did hang out with her all day Saturday in that amazing November sunshine.

We were so excited to move into this new house. 5 acres, no fence, free roam of our yard, woods, and house. We would say over and over, Molly will love it. She is going to be so much happier. She is going to be in heaven. Well, she did enjoy, for a short month. I can not believe it. but now, now she really is in heaven and it has to be 1,000 times better than here.

I wish she were home though. The hardest part is going to be shutting the garage at night. Not having to bring her inside the garage before we shut it.  I’ll miss telling her to get on “molly’s couch” then telling her the garage door was shutting since she seemed to hate the sound. It is going to be lonely walking outside and not being greeted be her. It is going to be sad when we come across her treats. It is going to be horrible when Mady randomly thinks about her and misses her. This really really really sucks, so bad. As much as she aggravated me. As much as I am not a pet person.. my heart is broken. I loved her so much. She was so sweet and pretty. I want her back. I really want her back.

a couple Post about Molly: –I’ll add the others when I come across them

Newest member
Lovin my pup

R.I.P beautiful sweet Molly Brown.
3.11.10-11.12.12
we will miss you so much