One Great Day Followed by One MISERABLE Week

Last weekend was a very special one for us, because it was Brea's blessing. She got sick on Saturday and when we took her in to the doctor he said she has bronciolities and suggested that we not take her to church. We already had lots of family in town, so we didn't want to cancel the blessing-instead we did it at home. It was just a great day for us. We were reminded how special and precious our little girl is. We had lots of family travel to support us and that really meant the world. I don't have many pictures for some reason, I guess I need my photographer, Jenny to send me all her cute ones. She took the best one of London and Brea together, so I may have to post it later. Both of my girls have been blessed in the same dress that I was blessed in.

Unfortunately, Brea took a turn for the worst the following morning. When I woke up I could feel that something wasn't right. She was making a grunting noise and was laboring to breathe. I rushed her to the doctors where they tested her oxygen level and discovered that it was too low. They called an ambulance and we were rushed to the hospital from the doctors office. At the hospital we found out that Brea did have RSV, which was what we had tried to prevent her from getting from the time she was born. We stayed in the hospital for one week, so Brea could get the supportive care she needed to aid her body in fighting off this virus. Every few hours, Brea would have her nose suctioned to make it easier for her to breathe and swallow, and then she would receive breathing treatments to help open up her lungs. This week was one of the most trying weeks of my life. It was unbearable to see my innocent baby hooked up to all these tubes and struggle for her every breath and feel as if there is nothing I could do. I wished many times that it was me that was hurting and not her. Luckily, Brea is home from the hospital now and is doing so much better. I am so grateful to those who helped my family and me out during this time. I had wonderful people come and visit with me at the hospital, and I felt the prayers of family members who were out of state and wishing they could be there with us. The gospel is truly amazing, because in the midst of so much heartache and worry, you can feel peace and comfort. The Lord watched over me and blessed me with people who could help ease my pain, and I know that he had his angels watching over my little angel.

London entertaining herself at the hospital. She was a little trooper throughout the week. I know that it was hard for her to have her mommy and sissy away from her for that long.

My friend Sandra who spent many hours at the hospital with Brea and me. Her and my other friend Tami took the best of care of me!

This is a picture of Brad's latest project with his number one helper-Yep mom those are branches from all of your bushes in the back. Don't worry they will grow back. He assures me that by the summer they will already need to be trimmed again. He said he made them healthier for you!