Happy Birthday Little Bro...I think this is one you will never forget!
Showing posts with label Brothers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brothers. Show all posts
Friday, November 6, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tough Week, Good God
Last week my family received some very upsetting news. My sister in law, Alisa, who is pregnant found out she has cervical cancer. Needless to say, it has taken us all by surprise. Today, she and my brother met with an oncologist to determine the best plan of treatment in this situation. It does not appear to be invasive so she will continue to see the oncologist throughout the pregnancy and treatment will begin after my niece/nephew is born.
While this news has been difficult to learn, as a family we are thankful. Thankful that the cancer has been diagnosed and caught rather early...there is no telling when it would have been discovered if Alisa was not pregnant.
I would appreciate each of you joining me in praying for Roger and Alisa:
While this news has been difficult to learn, as a family we are thankful. Thankful that the cancer has been diagnosed and caught rather early...there is no telling when it would have been discovered if Alisa was not pregnant.
I would appreciate each of you joining me in praying for Roger and Alisa:
- That Alisa would be healed
- That both Alisa and the baby will be healthy
- That Roger and Alisa will enjoy the pregnancy
- Wisdom for everyone involved- Roger, Alisa, doctors, etc.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Sugar and Spice? Puppy Dog Tails?
I am very proud to announce that my family is expecting a new addition to the family. My younger brother, Roger, and his wife, Alisa, are expecting their first child this Fall. They went to the doctor yesterday and everything looks great. Both families are thrilled and I am excited about being an aunt, yet again!
Congratulations Roger and Alisa!!!
Congratulations Roger and Alisa!!!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
How to Hold a Baby
First of all, I survived the open house at work. It was hot, but other than that a wonderful event. I am even all ready for tomorrow's training. I did most of my setting up after the open house. I even ran to the store on my way home and all I have to do tomorrow is pick up ice on the way to the office. (I don't have the freezer space at my apartment.) I mean, I have even ironed my clothes for the entire week. I did that last night. I am not sure what has come over me, but it is making things much smoother.
Now, to the point of the post.
Back several weeks ago when I was in Texas with the "fam", I found at the my younger brother, Uncle Roger, had yet to hold Miss Madeline. The night before I left Aunt Alisa, his wife, decided that it was time that he hold her. He protested, "I've never held a baby that small." Okay, I see his point. I remember my rotation through the NICU in nursing school. Those babies were so small. It can be intimidating, but she was a month old at this point. Alisa decided that was no excuse. I think her exact statement was something to the effect, "Well don't think I am going to hold our babies until they get big enough for you to hold." Before he knew what had hit him, Madeline was thrust into his arms. "How do I hold her?" My mom, Alisa, and I replied in unison, "Like a football!" As a football coach we thought this might help. Of course leave it to me to add, "But don't spike her!"
Now, to the point of the post.
Back several weeks ago when I was in Texas with the "fam", I found at the my younger brother, Uncle Roger, had yet to hold Miss Madeline. The night before I left Aunt Alisa, his wife, decided that it was time that he hold her. He protested, "I've never held a baby that small." Okay, I see his point. I remember my rotation through the NICU in nursing school. Those babies were so small. It can be intimidating, but she was a month old at this point. Alisa decided that was no excuse. I think her exact statement was something to the effect, "Well don't think I am going to hold our babies until they get big enough for you to hold." Before he knew what had hit him, Madeline was thrust into his arms. "How do I hold her?" My mom, Alisa, and I replied in unison, "Like a football!" As a football coach we thought this might help. Of course leave it to me to add, "But don't spike her!"
He thinks, "Like a football, like a football...I can do that."
Roger's face in this picture is priceless.
Relax, Brother...that's better.
"Maybe this isn't so bad after all."
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