Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Happy Birthday Damon!

When Damon entered our lives 4 years ago, I never imagined that I wouldn't be around to ring in his 4th birthday. Even when we headed out here and I knew it was a possibility that I would miss the kids' birthdays, I didn't realize how hard that would be. Every night at midnight, I have to wake up to take medication, but this morning, I couldn't go back to sleep. I just kept thinking about how much I love my little guy and that I was going to miss seeing him open his presents and blow out the candles. Yeah, we're going to have a party for him when he comes, but I really wish I could give him a big hug right now and tell him, in person, what a great little boy he is.

Damon really is such a wonderful son. There are so many things I love about him. I could never name them all, but here are some of my favorites: Every time Kendall or I gets ready for the day and comes out of our bathroom, he will say, "You look beautiful mommy!" or, "You look handsome daddy!" It's enough to give you confidence all day long. He is not a shy little guy. He will come right up to someone he doesn't know and introduce himself. He is so full of energy and enthusiasm for everything he does. He is such a great older brother. He loves Audrey so much, and never wants her to have to go down for her naps. Sometimes he loves her so much, hugging her from behind and trying to get her to play with him, that she gets a little fed up with it and screams, "Da-nunh!" in an annoyed teenager voice. He is always gentle with her though. He loves when his daddy chases him around the house, and loves to play hide-and-seek with us. He is very cuddly, and throughout any given day he'll sometimes come up to me and give me a big hug and kiss and tell me, "You are the best mommy in the big, big world!" (Pronounced "wowode"). I can't imagine life without him, and I love him so much more than I can describe right now.

I hope my little guy has the most wonderful 4th birthday a boy can have, and I think he is definitely the best little boy in the big big world!

Monday, July 27, 2009

First check-up after checking out

Today we returned for the first time to the medical center since we checked out of the hospital last Tuesday. It was about five hours altogether, including an hour-long lunch break. In the morning Shelly had an ultrasound, then after lunch a BPP session (where they watched Kaitlyn's movement and then put on the baby monitors for twenty minutes to check her heart rate and measure contractions), and then an appointment with the OB. Everything looks just as it should. Kaitlyn still moves quite a bit, and kicked for us quite a few times on the monitor. No contractions, cervix looks great, no signs of imminent labor. And no worrisome build-up of spinal fluid. We basically heard everything we were hoping to hear. We'll do this every Monday, and hopefully each time we'll have good news (or no news, which is essentially the same thing) to share.

Shelly feels a little better each day, and is starting to feel up for venturing out a little bit. Yesterday was great weather, so I wheeled her around the Golden Gate Park for awhile. She walks around the Family House just fine, she just gets tired quickly and needs the wheelchair anytime we go outside. She's doing great, though. We really miss our kids; we'll have to do Damon's birthday tomorrow over the phone, but we'll have another party when they come to visit this weekend. We can't wait.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Moving to the Family House

Well, we spent a few days here at the hotel, and now we are off to the Family House. It looks like the only room they can fit us in right now has two twin beds, but hopefully soon we'll be in a much bigger room. They said they have a room that has a queen bed and two twins, which will be perfect for visits from little kiddos. Our cell phones have good reception there, so you can call us on those.
This is Shelly again, and I'm feeling a little bit better every day. It will be great once I'm back to walking around without feeling like a 90 year old, but I'll take it. Kendall's been great. He's been my errand boy, getting all the food, medicine, and taking care of moving all our stuff.
We're doing well, besides a little boredom. So feel free to call, email, or even visit! I'm sure once I can get out of my room it will make a huge difference. The Family House apparently has communal living rooms, so even venturing out to one of those will be very refreshing. I'm sure just a change of pace will be nice too.
Anyway, we're off. I think the internet was down at the Family House yesterday, but they are working on getting that back up, so we'll be online again once they do. Thanks for all your awesome comments, I've been brought to tears a few times already just reading them. I'm sure part of that is that I am an emotional, pregnant, post-surgery, hormonal wreck... but it really is great to hear from friends and family.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

In limbo

Kendall again. We're in a hotel now, the Stanyan Park Hotel about eight blocks from the hospital. Alas, we're again cut off from everyone -- our room is in the back corner and gets virtually no reception. So if you want to reach us, try 415-751-1000 and ask for room 108. We'll be here until there is an opening in the Family House, at which point we'll hopefully, at long last, have a good signal from AT&T.

Shelly's still doing ok. It was a rough night, adjusting to a non-adjustable bed (the one thing she misses about the hospital), but not as rough as some she had over the past week. We've got the alarm set so that we can drug her up every three hours. (She has seven bottles of various painkillers and other medicines to prevent contractions, fight infections, etc.) Otherwise, it's just more of the same, staying in bed, trying to bide our time watching tv while both mom and baby heal up.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

We're outta here!

It looks like we get to go home (wherever home happens to be for us) today! We may be in a hotel for a while if the Family House is full. But, wherever we end up, I'm sure it will be loads better than having nurses come in to readjust the baby monitor straps half the night. They have done a fantastic job, but you can only take so much of being poked and prodded and having sleep inturrupted to get your blood pressure taken.

By the way, this is Shelly writing, which means that things are leaps and bounds better than they were a few days ago. It has been a pretty rough go of it after surgery. I have never felt so horrible in my life. Sunday was an especially good day for me, so we were feeling awesome that night. However, due to heartburn, a baby who would not stay on monitor, and nurses who needed her to, I got about 2 hours of sleep Sunday night. So, yesterday was a bit of a bump in the road to recovery. Also, I was switched from IV meds to vicodin, which I never imagined would not completely cover any pain need I had, but it really starts creeping back in by hour 5 or 6 without the medicine. So, I think the general difference between what we had and a normal C-section is, my scar is about an inch longer on each side, and the incision inside is quite a bit longer and vertical, because of the size of the lesion on little Kaitlyn's back. Also, because Kaitlyn is put back inside and very active (which is awesome), I was repeatedly kicked and my uterus protested to the whole process. Then I got to have lots of fun medicine that made me feel just terrific. They had me on 6 g of magnesium sulfate after the surgery, and slowly inched down to about 3.5 until the next morning (2 g is the typical dosage given to delay preterm labor). But by now I think I'm pretty much at a place where I feel like a normal lady that just had a c-section. The contractions have stopped, and other than a few kicks from my girl, I just have some serious c-section pain in between drugs. Super fun!

Honestly though, I am so much better than I was those first few days, that I'm sure I'll be feeling great in a few more. I just have to take it easy and let Kendall wait on me hand and foot. Actually, I have no idea what I would have done without him. The poor guy is 6'2 and has had to sleep in a reclining chair that is significantly shorter than that. He walks me to the bathroom, gets me my food, puts anti-itch lotion on my back, pretty much gets me whatever I need since I am bound to the bed, takes care of all the phone calls and blog postings, and is just generally the best husband in the whole world. I love him like crazy, and there is no one I could have done this with other than him.

We are really excited about the results of everything, and feel that Kaitlyn is in great hands here. It is kind of scary when we think about how early she might come (the average is 8 weeks after the surgery, which would be at 32 weeks for us), but I guess we just have to focus on each week at a time. I feel so attached to her already, and have really fallen in love with her feisty spirit. Everytime we have an ultrasound, her head is facing a new direction and she puts on a little show. I know it is frustrating for them, but we are just two proud parents watching those feet move around.

The really tough part has been missing our other two little chubby-cheeked children. If I didn't know that Damon and Audrey were having the TIME OF THEIR LIVES in southern Utah at grandma's house, it would make it so much harder. They each have a cousin their same age and gender living there, and Damon can't even be pulled away from the fun for much more than a quick, "I love you mama." We can't wait til we can see them, and love when all of you send the pictures you have taken of your time with them. We are so appreciative to everyone who watched them while we've been gone, and hope that you had fun with them at your house. There is so much missing when we can't see them, but we do know that they will be back to see us, and we'll all be together soon enough. Right now, Kaitlyn has to get through the next few months, and then we'll all be back in Houston as one big family of 5.

Again, to repeat what Kendall has been saying, we couldn't have gotten through all of this without each of your prayers, service, phone calls, comments, and wonderful friendships. We feel like the luckiest people in the world to have so many people that love us. Thanks to all of you, and maybe our next post will be from somewhere much more pleasant than the hospital.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

MUCH better

Today was fantastic. Shelly felt very well, got out of bed a few times, used the restroom on her own, ate normal food, didn't feel nauseous, pain was still there but usually tolerable, no contractions... a resounding success. She had been improving a little each day since the surgery, but today was quite a jump from yesterday. They removed the IV and the oxygen nose thingy. She's very conversational today as well, and had a few good phone calls. (If yesterday's post dissuaded any of you from calling, sorry; don't hesitate to give her a call tomorrow.) And Kaitlyn is still doing great too; she looked great on today's ultrasound. Everything seems to be on track for us getting discharged on Tuesday, probably.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Third day's the charm (sort of)

Shelly's feeling a little better; still thoroughly exhausted and all drugged up, but a little less so. Today she managed to sit up for a few minutes and dangle her feet. Tomorrow's big goal will be standing up and walking a bit. She was also able to keep down some food. It wasn't much; she had a 70-calories-sized package of Cheerios, plus a few nibbles here and there of bread and crackers. She still felt nauseous at times, but it all stayed down. The painkillers are still working reasonably well; her pain is usually around 4 on a 1-10 scale. And the best part is that they aren't really detecting any contractions at all anymore.

Kaitlyn is still doing great. Moving all over the place, which is great for her, annoying for the nurses (who keep having to reposition the monitors tracking her heartbeat), and not as tough on Shelly as yesterday. They've done ultrasounds each day, and she looks great; still no buildup of spinal fluid, which is fantastic.

Thanks to everyone for your phone calls, texts, flowers, and comments on this blog. We really do appreciate the kind words; Shelly keeps wanting me read them to her. She still hasn't yet felt up to any phone calls because she gets wiped out so fast every time she tries to talk (although today she did manage to speak for a few minutes with Damon and Audrey). But if you want to try to call her, she might be feeling well enough tomorrow or the next day. Kendall will cover the mouthpiece, whisper your name to her, and she'll weigh how she's feeling against how close of a friend / family member you are; if you make the cut (don't be too upset if you don't; remember, her own kids didn't until today), you might get a minute or two out of her. By the way, our wireless in our room is terrible; our land line here (at least until we're discharged, hopefully on Tuesday or Wednesday) is 415-514-5487.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Slow and steady...

Well, there's still a ways to go, but by the end of today she's finally starting to feel a little better. The big news is that the contractions finally have slowed down to about 2 or 3 per hour, so she is no longer on the magnesium sulfate. Many of you moms out there might remember that drug with something less than fondness (it's the stuff that contributed most significantly to Shelly's overall yuckiness yesterday). Shelly had to get about twice the dosage they normally give, since her contractions were so frequent and everyone was VERY intent on preventing her from going into labor (she's still only at 24 weeks today). But this morning they had slowed enough to the point that the docs felt ok with dialing it back, and by mid-afternoon she was off of it altogether. Now she's on some other drugs to prevent contractions, ones with less severe side effects.

But as far as pain goes, much of the day was like yesterday. She continued to have the same issues with the epidural -- her left side completely numb, and her right side not at all. Sad coincidence: one of the surgeons, who popped in to check up on her, pointed out that her right side was more seriously affected by the surgery. The incision in her skin is symmetrical, horizontal like a regular c-section (but wider), but the incision in her uterus was vertical and placed several inches over to the right. Just bad luck that the epidural wasn't reaching those nerves. And although the pain from the contractions was less frequent, Kaitlyn decided to compensate by wiggling around all day long, which hurts just as much. (But of course Shelly and everyone else are delighted that Kaitlyn is so active after such a big surgery; indicates she's recovering well, and also helps us stay optimistic about her mobility in her legs.) They've also had to do an ultrasound, a fetal echo, and constantly reposition the baby monitors, all of which involved putting painful pressure on the incision. By the afternoon they decided to just scrap the epidural altogether and try out various painkillers through her IV, and they've helped keep the pain more tolerable. She still hasn't been able to eat -- well, she did eat some (about a tenth as much as Audrey normally eats in a meal), but wasn't able to keep it down. But on the whole, things are definitely improving.

So that's the story. Kaitlyn's doing great, having a grand old time elbowing (and hopefully kicking?) her mommy's sore spots. And Shelly is healing too. Tomorrow, with no magnesium and better pain meds, she'll hopefully be able to eat and perhaps talk on the phone (first call, of course, would likely be with Damon). Will keep you posted. Love you all.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

The promised details

Shelly has finally been able to fall asleep, so now's my chance to try to sum up our day for everyone. Last night we checked in around 8, and they poked and prodded Shelly for a couple of hours. Took awhile to get the IV in, plus drawing blood, a TB test, and dozen other random things. We were able to get a decent night of sleep in, though.

Our morning started at 5:30. They put an epidural in her back (without meds yet, just so they could start it flowing before she woke up), got the various meds ready to go in the IV and epidural, got her bed all ready to go. They wheeled her down to the OR prep room, where we again met lots of the people who would be in the room (there were probably at least 15). They made her drink something horrid and gave her some more meds; then it was time for me to say goodbye, and they took her in shortly after 7. I went upstairs, twiddled my thumbs, tried to trick myself into being interested in watching senators grill Sotomayor, and waited.

The first news came at around 10:30, when Dr. Gupta, the neurosurgeon whose part in the process was being in charge of closing Kaitlyn's lesion, came up to my room after he was done (and while the other surgeons were still working on putting her back in and closing up Shelly). He said everything was going very smoothly. The lesion was flat, not bulging outward like most myelomeningoceles, but it was large, as we knew beforehand. Not only was it long, stretching from L2 to S1, but it was also somewhat wide, oval in shape. Thus, it was not possible to simply stretch her skin together, so they instead sewed her skin to a synthetic patch to close the opening. (This issue does happen sometimes in these surgeries.) Dr. Gupta explained that the patch was now about the size of a quarter, and as Kaitlyn grows, her skin will probably grow naturally over the patch by the time she is delivered. And even if not, it will still be ok -- she (and her back, and her skin) will grow, but the patch will not; so the patch will be a much smaller area of her back, proportionally, by the time she is born. It would then be a very simple procedure to remove the patch and sew her skin together. That will not be a high-priority issue, and could be done in the first week or two after she's born (and she may not need it anyway).

So Kaitlyn appears to be fine, surgery a success, and there is not much else we can do but wait until she is born. I do want to point out, in case we haven't clarified already, that we fully understand that we will probably never really know for sure whether this surgery made a difference for her. Even when this clinical trial concludes, and they publish results saying whether or not these surgeries do result in average net benefits, we won't have a clear idea whether or not it made a difference in Kaitlyn's case. That's the nature of a clinical trial; they obviously hope it can make a difference, but there's not concrete data yet to support that intuition, and we are the guinea pigs. We understand that. But we do feel like everything that has happened to us over the past few weeks and months has led directly to us being where we are now. It seriously felt so inevitable, even when we reached the randomization point -- we knew it was 50-50, and were desperately trying to convince ourselves that either outcome was equally likely, but we still both felt that we would each be pretty shocked if we were not assigned to the prenatal group. It really has seemed like a collision course towards this surgery, the whole time. And I know our journey is far from over, but each step life takes us lately seems to be a accompanied by a confirmation that the previous day's events were all carefully planned out by our Father in Heaven. We feel so incredibly blessed.

Now, to the hard part -- the rest of the day, which was not kind to Shelly. (She's ok, but utterly miserable.) She was finally wheeled up, accompanied by no less than 10 or so doctors and nurses, who brought her into our room and set about hooking up meds and breathing tubes and baby monitors and doing a million other frenzied things that I can't begin to catalogue. She was very hot when she woke up, a side effect of the drugs they were giving her to stop contractions, and it took a few hours of directly facing fans on her on high power for her to finally cool down. The rest of the day was a constant battle against those darn contractions. Basically, during this kind of surgery, the uterus gets pretty upset about the situation, so she's had contractions all day, ranging from one to five minutes apart; it seems like they are gradually slowing down, but they really can't reduce the heavy meds until they stop completely. The meds are stronger than just the regular stuff one gets after a typical surgery, and she's needed higher doses than usual in order to try to quell the contractions, so she's felt pretty awful -- hot, sweaty, exhausted, dizzy, groggy, light-averse, tingly, nauseous, dry heaving... you name it. And that was before the epidural stopped working; for some reason it wasn't reaching her right side, and the contractions started huring quite a bit as well. They were particularly painful along the site of the incision, and Kaitlyn's moving around didn't help either. They tried repositioning the epidural catheter, then later decided to redo it completely, and she laid on her side to try to get the drugs to drain that direction... finally, after about three or four hours, they were finally able to get her pain to subside.

Anyway, I hope she's not upset later on that I posted all of this, but I really do find it heroic, and wanted to let everyone know how proud I am of her. Shelly said beforehand that she wanted to do this in part because Kaitlyn will probably have to go through many surgeries throughout her life, and she wanted to at least show she was willing to do one for her, and couldn't bear to live with herself if she were too chicken to go through with it. But of course, anyone who knows Shelly knows that her motives were much more altruistic than that. (Plus, she will always have this to hang over Kaitlyn's head: "I had to give birth to you twice, and the time in between was even harder!") It's truly a remarkable thing, what a mother will endure for her child she's never met, and I don't want to disparage what other moms go through, but it's pretty rare that anyone ever has to go through a c-section and then immediately put the baby back inside. And yet, despite enduring the most miserable day of her life (and likely facing at least a few more to come), I know she wouldn't even think twice if she had to do it all again for Kaitlyn.

Anyway, enough martyrizing of Shelly. She is healthy and healing. Hopefully, tomorrow or the next day, she'll feel up to phone calls, but we'll play it by ear. We love you all so much. --K

Surgery is over, Shelly and Kaitlyn are both ok, will give details later... Whew!

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Getting prenatal surgery!

It really happened. We came in this morning, signed all of the consents, then waited for the computer to randomize us, our blood pressure soaring... and we were assigned to the prenatal surgery group!

Which means, the whirlwind is about to begin. We will check in to the hospital tonight, Shelly will be given an IV, and we'll try our best to get a few minutes of sleep. Then tomorrow... Epidural will go in, and Shelly will be wheeled down to the OR. They'll put her out, cut an opening in her lower abdomen, then an incision in the uterus. Kaitlyn will then be turned so that her back is exposed through the opening in the uterus, and they will begin operating on her myelomeningocele. Once the lesion is closed, Shelly will be wheeled back upstairs. Apparently, she will be extremely groggy and exausted all day, and may not remember much of it, so if you call, please be prepared to have Kendall say that a conversation with her might not be as intelligible as you might hope. They will keep the epidural in for a couple of days to manage the pain. We should be checking out on Monday or Tuesday if everything goes as planned. Then we'll move into a Family House a few blocks from the hospital. After that, we'll be coming in once a week to moniter the baby. The average baby with this operation is delivered about 8 weeks after the surgery, which for us means at about 32 weeks, almost two months premature. As long as she makes it to about 30 weeks or so, the doctors will feel pretty confident about her health. So we will be praying fervently every day that the uterus, which will be in a weakened state, will be strong enough to keep her in long enough so that she can have a safe and healthy delivery.

We are feeling really positive and optimistic about all of this. We know that Heavenly Father is guiding and directing this whole process, and that he loves us and he loves Kaitlyn very much. We are so grateful that we have the opportunity to possibly make a difference in her life by going through with this operation. We can't wait until the kids are able to come and visit; we love and miss them very much, but know that this is where we are supposed to be and that this is the right decision for our family. We know that the prayers of all of you have given us strength and comfort. These next few months we will be relying on so many of you, asking for things we never imagined we'd have to ask, and we are so grateful for your willingness to be of service to us and our children. Thank you, and we love you all.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Day 2: Still good

Today went a lot like yesterday. In the morning we met with the social worker, the head of the spina bifida clinic, the perinatologist, the urinologist and the neurosurgeon. All, again, were very informative and kind. We feel so much more educated about the process, how the surgery would go, the drugs Shelly would take, the risks involved to Shelly and to Kaitlyn, the recovery afterward, the accommodations we'd be staying in, how to take care of babies with spina bifida, catheterization, bowel management... we're so glad we came, if nothing else, just for the free education. Then this afternoon Shelly had an MRI. About three and a half hours long, trapped in a tiny tube (the baby was moving a lot, and the MRI machine was having some issues). But the day is done, and we are left to return to the hotel and mull over everything.

Tomorrow we return for randomization. We don't think that there is anything that will keep us from going ahead with the trial at this point. We have felt good about the whole process, and really feel that the spirit has guided the way. We're still going to review everything tonight and pray hard, but we feel like we'll probably go through with it. Then it would just be left for the computers to decide. If we get the prenatal surgery, we'd check into the hospital tomorrow night for pre-surgery prep, and then it would be time for the surgery bright and early Thursday. After that, we'd be in for an awesome recovery period of absolutely no energy, likely nausea, possible sweats, and other extremely pleasant side effects. But, that should subside after a few days, then job #1 would be incubating this baby and making sure she doesn't get too curious about the outside world.

Then again, if the computer assigns us to the other group, we could be heading home Thursday morning, and life would be pretty much back to normal. Isn't it a crazy situation? I guess we'll know soon, but it's very nerve-wracking.

So, this has all been a rehashing of what you all know already if you've been reading our blog. That's a good thing though -- it means nothing unexpected has popped up, so we will probably qualify for the study. Tomorrow am is the big news, and we will let everyone know asap. (Moms first.)

Thanks for all of the praying. Kaitlyn is very appreciative, as are we. Lots of love.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Her name is....

By the way, we decided we will probably name her Kaitlyn. We're still working on a middle name. Please keep her in your prayers.

Day 1: So far so good

We've had a VERY full day, but everything is going well. Yesterday morning we dropped our kids off (thanks so much to everyone who has been and will be watching them for us!), which was tough as expected. We've had a few abbreviated conversations with Damon on the phone since then, and we hear Audrey mustered a brief smile when she heard us through the phone, but of course we miss them terribly.

We landed in Oakland yesterday afternoon, and had dinner with some friends from law school. It's nice to have friends in the area. Our hotel is in the Marina district, about a 15-minute cab ride from the UCSF hospital.

So here's what we've learned today: after doing yet another ultrasound, they confirmed pretty much everything is still as it was at our last appointments in Houston. The best news is that there is still no hydrocephalus. The ventricles are only at 6 (left) and 7 (right) mm, which is great -- up to 10 is still considered in the normal range. This can of course change in the future, since they confirmed yet again that she does have the Chiari malformation; but the longer it stays normal, the better for her brain development. More good news is that they did detect movement in her hips, knees, and ankles. That may change as well, but for now, she still has at least some mobility. They confirmed that the lesion starts at L2, as we already knew, and they believe it extends down to S1. The placenta is in a posterior position, which will makes things a lot easier for the surgeons if we do get randomized into the prenatal surgery group, since they would not have to try to move the uterus as much in order to reach the baby. They also confirmed that she does not have any clubbing of the feet. They also did an ECHO and confirmed that her heart is normal. All in all, this means that we are pretty much still on course to qualify for the trial. We recognize that something unexpected could come up tomorrow during the MRI, but for now, it looks like we will probably qualify.

When Shelly's tummy wasn't covered in goo, we were meeting with lots of people who will be involved -- the perinatologist, anasthesiologist, neonatalogist, social worker, two fetal surgeons, and a nurse. They were all so helpful and informative, and we feel like we would be getting excellent care if it all works out. Before coming today, we had that anxious, gnawing, butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling about this trial, but getting the information download from very experienced experts talking face-to-face with us has really calmed our fears. It's still extremely scary, but it's much better now that we understand how it will happen. It's still crazy to think that Shelly might be going into surgery on Thursday, but we feel like God has answered our prayers for comfort through everything.

Tomorrow we'll meet with the rest of the team -- the clinic coordinator, perinatologist and social worker (again), pediatric urologist, and the pediatric neurosurgeon. Then in the afternoon Shelly will get another MRI. Then they'll meet and decide if we qualify, and if everything still checks out at that point, then on Wednesday morning we'll decide whether or not we're ready to go ahead and randomize. If we get the fetal surgery, then Shelly would be admitted Wednesday evening to begin prepping for surgery, which would happen Thursday morning around 7 am.

Thanks everyone for praying for us, and especially those who are watching our children. Kiss their huge cheeks for us. We love you all.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Welcome to our blogspot.

So, here is our new blog.  We can't update our other website from another computer, so we figured we'd join the blogspot world.  We'll be posting the latest from the MOMS trial onto this blogspot.  Sorry it's so simple.  We're in a rush, and I don't know how to make this one look cute.  Here is the link to our other blog (Though I have no idea how you found this one if you don't know about that one):  web.mac.com/shellyandkendall
Thanks for everyone's prayers and support these last few weeks.  We love you all and appreciate everything you have done for us.