Boston 7.9.11

I've been wanting to share my favorite photos of 2011. 

Boston would have been 6 months on January 9.

 

Mama's Boy

 

Daddy's baseball buddy 

Happy 2012

2011 was a rough road for us and we are looking forward to new adventures in the coming months:

• I start my last semester of college on January 23
• Jeff is job hunting while still working for UPS and he turns 28 in March
• We fly to Texas in 44 days for our Western Caribbean cruise to celebrate Grandpa Woody's 80th birthday

Christmas was wonderful, we got to spend lots of time with family. My aunt, uncle and two cousins from France visited for two weeks (and they may have convinced us to visit them in July!). Another uncle and his family visited from Hollister and Jeff's brother and his family visited from Chico. It is wonderful to have family near and far.

We are so grateful for our Savior who was born to save us all. May you have faith, hope and love for the new year and always.

Graduation

 

Jeff graduated with his bachelor's degree in Business Management on May 21, 2011 from California State University-Sacramento. We are all so proud of him. Now he is busy filling out job applications to see where the future leads us.

Disneyland

We went to Disneyland last week and had a blast. This is a fun video we took of my favorite ride- California Screamin'.

 Shanna and Jeff about to go on Jeff's favorite ride- Star Tours

 Trapped in a toy box

Shan and Mickey

Birthday Fun

Love these girls. So glad we could have a fun birthday weekend together! 

 Before the whipped cream smashing

 After the whipped cream was smashed

 The culprit...Steph is going down

Lucille's BBQ-November 4

I got spoiled this weekend with hanging out with my family and eating lots of yummy food for my birthday! We went to Lucille's BBQ for dinner on Friday night. Then Saturday morning began with breakfast at the Original Pancake House in Rocklin. Saturday night ended the festivities with cake and ice cream at grandma's- and a lot of sisterly bonding. 

My actual birthday is today and it has been nice and quiet, with church and a fireside to go to. Jeff made me dinner and some very delicious funfetti cake cookies. Yummmy. Thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday and celebrated with me.

Funfetti cookies! Yum Yum

Happy Sunday!

We have been busy the last couple of months. I started school in August and will graduate in May 2012 with a bachelor's degree in Child Development. Jeff finished his Business Management degree and graduated in May from Sac State. We joined a softball league and had lots of fun on our team, "Freaky Friday." We played for a month and a half every Friday night, and finished 3 and 4. We went to Hawaii in April and Colorado and Utah in July. My sister got married! We went to our family cabin for Labor day. We are going to Disneyland in two weeks and can't wait for our family cruise in February! I will turn 26 next week and can't believe how fast time goes. We are so blessed, even amidst everything we went through this Summer and continue to go through.

HAWAII 2011

Kauai- April 2011 with Jeff's parents

Jeff, Shan, Steph and Austin at Sacramento temple-

July 1, 2011

Jen, Mom, Steph, Austin, and Dad- July 8, 2011

Families are Forever

COLORADO-JULY 2011

Cabin-Labor Day 2011

 Twin BFF's- Amanda and Jen

Shan and Jeff in Big Trees-September 2011

We know the Lord hears our prayers and has sent people in our lives to uplift and teach us. We couldn't be more grateful for the support and love we have from everyone around us- near and far. We are learning more intently what faith is as we go through the difficult trial of losing Boston. We are, somewhat reluctantly, learning that it is His will and not ours. We enjoyed every second of general conference and had so much hope in the future as we listened to the Prophet and Apostles. One of many of my favorite talks can be read here.

Our Baby Story

I’ve always wanted to have children since I was little. I remember growing up playing house and thinking about my goal of becoming a teacher. I loved babysitting as a teenager and I enjoyed having a sister that was ten years younger than me so I could treat her like my own “daughter.” When I was nine years old, I was diagnosed with diabetes and Crohn’s disease in the same week. I quickly grew up and began dealing with health challenges I never thought I would be dealt. However, my goal of becoming a mom and raising children never faded. I knew I could do it. I began college and decided to major in child development- I felt that was the best path to fulfill my lifelong goal of being the best mom in the world (after my own mom of course!).

I began dating Jeff and could tell how important family was to him. Whenever the topic of kids came up while we were engaged he would always say he wanted “to have as many children as the Lord blessed us with.” He was intrigued with his little nephew, Isaiah, and I could just tell that raising kids with him by my side was going to be one fun ride! We married in March 2007 and life was busy. School and work occupied most of our time and quickly health problems arose for me. As much as I wanted to add to our family, I knew that my health needed to improve so I could have a healthy baby of my own. Health problems continued and looking back I am not sure how I got through each day. I was having monthly blood transfusions and not getting better. It finally came to a point where Jeff and I didn’t want to wait to have children any longer, we knew the Lord would provide the way for us to expand our family. So, we logged onto lds.org and looked for adoption options. Then we filled out the paperwork, met with our bishop and we were about to write a check when I got a weird feeling. I felt like it was almost too good to be true when I took a pregnancy test and saw the plus sign on it. On January 21, the first reaction I had was scared. I knew my health problems might pose a problem on our little baby so I made a doctor appointment with the high risk department and made a plan to be the healthiest I could be for our baby no matter what happened.

My stomach problems got incredibly better and my diabetes was difficult but manageable with the team of doctors I had. I continued taking my medicine and vitamins, I got healthier and felt great. I didn’t have a day of morning sickness and I slept great. My high risk doctors followed me closely and I faxed in blood sugars every couple of days so they could adjust my insulin levels. We found out at 15 weeks that we were having a boy and we thought the name Boston sounded like a great name for a cute little boy playing little league.

I got sick around 9:30pm on the Sunday before the fourth of July. I began throwing up and feeling awful. I had just entered the third trimester and I heard that is when morning sickness comes back. So I just figured I had morning sickness or food poisoning. I noticed more swelling than normal but I attributed that to the summer heat. Meanwhile, I stayed home and kept throwing up. I called Kaiser’s advice line and they told me I should be okay if I could keep food down some of the time. I stayed home Tuesday because I still wasn’t feeling great. Then Wednesday morning I had an ultrasound appointment. I was 29 weeks. Jeff and I went to Morse Avenue and saw our little guy with a heartbeat of 150 bpm. I was happy to see a heartbeat since I was so sick earlier in the week. I went to work after the appointment.

The next morning I had a high risk appointment in Roseville. Jeff was going to be at work, so I decided to take my sister Jen with me. I picked her up and off we went to the doctor. The nurse took my blood pressure and told me I needed to go to labor and delivery immediately. I wasn’t nervous yet, since yesterday’s ultrasound was normal, or so I thought. My sister and I joked the whole way to labor and delivery and I even told them I couldn’t stay long because my sister was getting married the next day.

They got me in a room and they gave me a gown and hooked me up with fetal monitors. The nurse began looking for the heartbeat and she couldn’t find it. I thought she was a new nurse and didn’t know what she was doing. She called in Dr.Zimmerman to check for the heartbeat and he looked over to me and said there was no heartbeat that he could find, he even called in another doctor to check. I told him “no, you’re wrong, my ultrasound was fine yesterday, his heart was beating.” And he looked straight in my eyes and said “your baby passed away overnight, I am sorry.” I was in shock, no tears, no frown, no screaming. I was silent and I was hurting inside but I still didn’t want to believe it. I wasn’t going to believe it. I needed my husband to tell me it was all a mistake. My sister was there with me in the room and my dad had shown up because my sister told him to come. Soon, Jeff came and didn’t know a thing. We have been in plenty of hospital rooms together while I have been the patient so this was not something new to us. He waltzed in and I was stone cold with my eyes focusing on a picture in the room. My family left the room and I burst into tears. I cried and cried and looked up to Jeff and said “we were so close.”

The next four days were a blur. I found out I would have to deliver my stillborn son and that my blood pressure was dangerously high- 195/120. I had developed severe Pre-eclampsia and would have to be hooked up to magnesium to prevent seizures and wait until after I delivered to have my blood pressure come down. My high blood pressure and condition had cut off the blood supply to my placenta and Boston wasn’t getting the blood he needed. I didn’t sleep unless I was knocked out through IV meds, I didn’t eat because I wasn’t hungry, I missed my sister’s wedding because I was in the hospital. The doctor’s gave me a day to think about everything that was happening and on Friday night they asked me if I was ready to go into labor. They gave me medicine to start labor and nothing really happened. I was then given pitocin and within an hour I went from a three to a ten. I got an epidural, it took three tries and didn’t really work because my body was so swollen. I felt the pain of contractions and labor but it wasn’t too bad. At 3:20am on Saturday, July 9 I delivered my sleeping son. He was 2 pounds 6 oz. and 16 inches long. He had long toes and a button nose. He also had lots of hair. I loved him the second I saw him, I knew he was mine and that I was a mother. We got to spend the morning and afternoon with him next to us. We were able to hold him and take pictures with him. It was the most precious day I have ever had. I could literally see Heaven in my little boy’s face. His spirit was with us in that hospital room.

I don’t know why tragic things happen to people or why this had to happen to us. Life has not been easy since our little Boston passed away. But we do have hope in the future, hope that we will see him again, hope that our eternal family will one day grow larger, and hope in the gospel. We will meet again and forever be joined in the eternities. Today is my due date, the date Boston was supposed to come into the world and bless our lives. However, we find comfort in knowing that he is in a better place and blessing the lives of others. We are grateful for the time we had with him here on earth and he will always be loved and never forgotten.

We love you Boston. Love, Mommy and Daddy