Merry Christmas!

I wish that this was sent in the more personal card form, but I am afraid that this will have to suffice as our family’s official holiday greetings!

This past year having Erik at age 8, Claire at age 6, and Megan being 3 has been so much fun. I love how their small hand feels just the right size when I am holding it. I almost wish that time could stop and my kids could stay at this stage for just a bit longer.

Certain things come more easily to children, than to adults. And there is a lot that I can learn from them! I love how easily children laugh, how they live in the moment, how they are generous with their hugs, their constant curiosity, and how they are quick to forgive.

Even though Erik, Claire and Megan are looking forward to the gifts this year, I love that they are beginning to understand that during Christmas we are also celebrating the birth of our Savior.

We hope you have a Merry Christmas!

Some photos that may have made it on the 2010 Christmas card, had we sent one…

Claire and Megan

Erik @ Cascade Springs

Megan was happy holding this chicken and didn't mind that it pooped on her. This is shortly after Megan cut her hair, her reason being that she wanted bangs like Eriks. (haha!)

@ Red Butte Gardens

Jeff and Erik in a 5k. Erik had found a praying mantis along the course and carried it to the finish line.

Claire

Jedi-Erik

Megan trying out Jeff's backpack prior to his King's Peak trip.

I love this guy. A LOT!!!

Follow up dr. appointment

Today I had a second follow up visit. The dr. said it looked like my jaw will heal without needing to be wired shut. This is a huge relief and it was news that Jeff and I were very grateful to hear. At one point the dr. said I was lucky to have only broken my left jaw and not both. Between you and me…I hadn’t considered myself lucky, but when he put it that way I had to agree. The break occured in my upper jaw by my ear.

When people see me for the first time after hearing the news they are surprised to see I look the same. The stitches are out, the swelling has gone down, and there aren’t any bruises on my face. I was also surprised to not have the bruising. When I say I landed on my chin, I really did land smack on my chin. I suppose since it is just bone there wasn’t anything to be bruised. (?)

The fall did knock some sense into me (and scared the crap-O-la out of me). I’m now significantly more cautious in general, and now wear my leg braces from when I wake up, all day, until bedtime.

I’m REALLY looking forward to adding soft food to my current pureed food/smoothie diet.

Nasty Fall

The little red circle shows where the break occured on my upper left jawbone.

I had a nasty fall on Friday, Dec 3, which resulted in a couple of chipped teeth, cut on my chin, and a broken jaw.

It happened around 11:30am. Megan was sitting in a chair in the kitchen and I was combing her hair. (Quit wondering why it took me until 11:30 to comb my daughter’s hair. Shush…I’m telling my story.) While I was walking from the right side of the chair to the left side my toe caught on the chair leg and I lost my balance. In that second it took to fall I was thinking “Janae get your arms up!” But I still lacked the strength to break the fall and landed on my chin.

As I lifted up my head, I could see the blood start to drip onto the tile floor and heard Megan in the background repeating, “I’m sorry mommy!” I tried going into mom mode by saying, “It’s not your fault Megan, I tripped by myself. Will you go get me a towel from the kitchen drawer?” She ran and got a towel for the bleeding. I then asked, “Meggie, will you now get me the phone so I can call daddy.” She brought me the phone. Jeff’s office is about a mile from our house was able to get home quickly.

After our friend and neighbor, Andrea, came over to pick up Megan, Jeff and I went to the E.R. The Dr. put 4 stitches inside the laceration on my chin to pull the muscle together and then 10 stitches on top. The x-rays didn’t show any broken bones so they did a CT scan. This time the fracture was visible in the upper left jawbone.

The person we need to meet with next is the plastic surgeon. He actually called here today saying he can meet on Wednesday. He reviewed the CT scan and said there is a chance that the brake can heal without my jaw needing surgery. It may take two weeks to know if this is an option so we have to wait and see if my jaw realigns as the swelling goes down. If I do need surgery and my jaw is wired shut, then there is a chance that I would also need a feeding tube put in (because of potential ALS related problems). A glimmer of hope is good enough for me, so I’ll hang onto that. I will post an update when we know more.

I describe the pain as a dull ache but whenever I swallow it hurts because the motion moves my jaw. Yawning is quite painful. I can open my mouth wide enough to fit in a spoon, but if I can use a straw to slurp up food that is preferred over a spoon. I am so happy that I can still speak!

People have been so kind in offering help and to bring by soup and food. When Amy and Angie showed up this afternoon with an amazing blender I thought I might cry. (A happy, appreciative type cry.) This blender can probably puree a computer if it wanted to. I will be doing a lot of blending over the next few weeks.

If you had to pick between a) snow or b) poisonous creatures...

The taunting phone calls usually start in October when the weather turns chilly in Utah. My two sisters will let us know what the weather is like where they live. We hear reports such as 90 degrees from Kristen. While from Heidi it might be 78 and partly cloudy skies.

The weather here right now? 27 degrees but feels like 19 because of the wind chill.

Yesterday the phone call I received from Kristen, who lives in the D.R. Congo, wasn't about the weather, it was about snakes. It was to tell me about a 5 1/2 foot Forest Cobra. It was found on their back patio near the hutch containing her sons pet guinea pigs. In the past few months in their yard they have found one Gabon Viper and now two cobras.

Eeek!

From snakes we now go to spiders. I have heard Heidi talk about how where she lives there are A LOT of Black Widow spiders and just a few months ago she was bit by one.

Again, Eeek!

I LOVE my sisters. A gal couldn't ask for better sisters. But ladies, you can take your warm weather and poisonous creatures, and I'll stick with my snow.

(To be fair, the taunting phones are a two way deal. We call Heidi to tell her about our 82 degrees when it is a smokin' 113 in her back yard. Oh and I do see an occasional Black Widow outside, but I haven't been bit yet.)

Here are some recent photos...



Snow!

On this particular morning my kids had eaten their breakfast, put on their snow clothes and were out the door to go sledding by 7:15am. Yes, they are nuts. And I love them for it.