Mommy and Daddy's friends

I met two of Mommy and Daddy's best friends. They are my Aunt Kylie (Kye-Kye) and Uncle Ben. The 5 of us + 2 dogs had so much fun together for an entire weekend. Mommy and Daddy wished they still lived 4 feet away from Kye-Kye and Uncle Ben. That would be so much fun!

Mom forgot to take pictures while they were here but snapped a few quick ones of me and Kye-Kye before she left. Kye-Kye forgot to open her eyes in ALL of the pictures where she was looking at the camera. Next time, we will be sure to get a good one. :)

4 months old

I figure it's about time I start posting more on Addison's blog! It needs a lot of work, but I'll get there...eventually.

Addison is 4 months old. I can't believe it. 1/3 of her first year has passed. Before I know it, she won't be a baby anymore. Well, I guess that's not true. She'll always be my baby. I don't like the fact that time is flying, but I am happy to say that I am treasuring each moment with her. I wouldn't have been able to say that a year ago. My situation has taught me to appreciate every day. I used to wish the days away, waiting for the next big event. Engagement - check. Wedding - check. Vacation - check. Birthdays - check. Ready to start a family - check. I couldn't tell you much about the days in between. Sure there were fun moments, but those were moments that I definitely took for granted. These days I try find value in even the most seemingly insignificant moments. As much as I can't wait to see Addison accomplish the next milestone, I've also learned to really slow down and appreciate those instances that won't necessarily be documented in her memory book. Being the mover I was (OK, so I'm still type A - that will never change), I never thought I could enjoy staring at one sedentary thing for hours on end. Today, I am so grateful for the opportunity to do so!

We are so proud of our darling little girl. Each day brings with it something exciting. Whether it's more consistent cooing or bigger smiles or even simply taking an ounce more in her bottle, I can't wait to wake up and experience each new day with her. Not to brag, but she is quite the angel. Wait, why can't I brag? This is her blog and I'm her mommy...I would be weird if I didn't! :)

Mom is always looking for an occasion to do a photo shoot....

So she put me in a pretty dress and...

I tried to pull it up to show my undie pants!

Then I redeemed myself by showing her what a proper little lady I really was.

I've spent the last few days trying to upload a very fun video to add to this post with no success. I am giving up on that (for the time being). So frustrated! Oh well...stay tuned...you won't want to miss it!

Happy Easter

Addison Hope Frazier - November 27, 2007

Let's rewind to where the story begins. Dustin and I found out we were pregnant 2 weeks after I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. Once we found out that my cancer could be treated while maintaining the pregnancy, we knew we were experiencing a miracle. It didn't take but minutes and we were attached to the microscopic fetus growing inside of me. As soon as we found out 16 weeks into my pregnancy that were were having a girl, the preparation began. Her name would be Addison Hope. Her middle name, Hope, symbolized our feelings about our current situation - the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best. Hope for survival. Hope for a cure. Hope for love, good health, and happiness. Her closet was full of pinks and purples. Her furniture was in place and her nursery beautifully decorated for our little bundle of joy. We even had 2 more months to relax and sleep before she would be here. So we thought! Addison was born 9 weeks early via emergency cesarean section. She weighed 3lb. 6 oz. and was 16 1/2 inches long. The doctors decided to deliver Addison due to heart rate drops caused by the umbilical cord being wrapped around her neck twice. We all witnessed a miracle that day. Addison was born crying and breathing on her own but was soon thereafter diagnosed with Respiratory Distress Syndrome as she needed assistance breathing. She spend 28 very long days and nights in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit and came home on Christmas Day at 35 weeks gestation. She is the sweetest baby and has come such a long way already!



Birthday


1 month old


2 months old


3 months old

Rainy Day

What better to do on a rainy day than start a blog?