A Lifetime Ago

Its been since October since I have done an update!

That was a different lifetime ago for me.

My little family has been through a lot of changes since then.  In December we found out we are expecting our third child! In  the last week of February we found out that its going to be a boy and we went to DISNEYLAND! In the second week of  March, we lost Mr. Chase.

My mother did an excellent tribute to him on her blog which I could not improve upon.

Now here we are in April. I am still puking my guts out on a daily basis, at 22 weeks pregnant and missing my Sweetheart every moment.

I have started a NEW Blog about starting over, again- that seems to be a theme in my life getting to start from scratch every three or four years.

PCMC

Mr. Chase 2.0 had his hard palate repaired yesterday. It went well but afterwards he was having difficulty breathing. So we ended up in the PICU. It looks like we will be heading home this afternoon, but this poor kid is exhausted.

Check, check one.

It's been a while. We're alive! See!

Its been a while... as usual life got in the way of blogging. I have been all over the place and no where all at the same time. Do you ever feel like that?

Today, I am busy moving beds, prepping for Book Club which will be held at my place- this involves cleaning and coming up with something yummy for dinner, all the while trying to finishing putting up the last of the apple butter I have been putting off canning and finally reclaiming the kitchen after 3-solid weeks of canning. No biggie right?

 
In addition to canning and whatnot we have recently been informed that Mr. Chase 2.0 will be undergoing yet another surgery, much sooner than expected. -Stupid Pierre Robin- This surgery will be to close his hard palate in hopes of alleviating some of the maladies that having it open creates ie. trouble swallowing, ear infections, etc

Closing the Door

530 East 200 North #2 - that was home for the better and worst part of five years!

I had my check out yesterday and as I grumbles about how awful the land lord was and how absolutely disgusting under the oven was I realized how much I would miss this place. It's been HOME for so long. Both of my wonderful children have been brought home to there from the hospital. I have been through hell and back in that old and musty apartment and now it's all over. The door on that chapter of my life has not only figuratively but literally closed.

It's true my family has moved into somewhere MUCH nicer and the health of my son has improved vastly but tonight I can't help but pause and reflect on how much I miss "HOME" my mother tells me that my new place will feel like home as soon as my pictures and whatnot are up on the walls but I have a fear and a hope that nothing will ever quite be the same again.

Over the River and to THE WOODS

Being the Typical impulsive person that I am

 last week

 I pack up my two little ones and drove from Logan to Gilbert.

 March 1st was my Grandmother's 72nd Birthday. 

So we ran down to wish her well and see the fam. 

It was a LONG drive (there and back) but it was wonderful.

I have been wanting to feel creative and like I have created something beautiful, darn Pinterest making things look so simple and easy when in reality they are time consuming and frustrating.

I gave a go at cookies. The icing hated me and did not want to go into the decorating bottles I swear there is a secret someone is not letting me in on. But here is the result.

Anyone else feel like they didn't quite get what they were hoping for done today?