Happy Birthday Julie!

Julie Susanne Webber born at 3:35pm, on December 28th, 2006.

7lbs 8oz, 20 1/4 inches

We know that God has great plans for you, and can't wait to see what the future holds for you!

We love you sweet girl!


Love,
Dad, Mom, Matt and Kayla











Yesterday, trying on one of Aunt Jillian's old outfits... (and no, she did not leave the house) ;)






An hour old...


4 Days Old...

Merry Christmas to all...

and to all a good night.


Updates and pictures to come.

Silent Night

Julie moved into Kayla's room about a week ago. Many of those nights she spent half in our bed, half in hers. But I'm very happy to annouce that for the last 3 nights she slept in her bed, and through the night.

I think that this is the first time I've truly slept through the night since I was four months pregnant.

Hooray.

When it rains, it pours.

Literally. It's not secret that the Thursday was one of my hardest days that I've ever experienced, especially as a parent. I woke up Friday (after sleeping about 3 hours) thinking "today will be a better day"... really, it was bound too be. And it was better (not much gets worse than thinking one of your kids could die, or is very sick/hurt)... just not quite as good as I hoped it would be.

The morning went rather well, although Julie had bumped her head the night before (the very first time I put her down all day) and had a nasty bruise. By about 3:30 Kayla had spiked a fever of 103.8 (great, can't go see our baby Bo this weekend), and was super whiny and crabby. I tylenoled her up, cancelled our evening plans in lieu of a quiet evening playing in the basement and cleaning up down there.

Right after we got downstairs, Matt ran up to get a tissue and to go to the bathroom... he returned in good time, and we continued chatting, playing (and me cleaning). I thought it was hailing outside or something, and even looked inside the laundry room (checking on our washer, and looking out the window)... all was well or so it seemed. Until, the kids started screaming that water was coming through the wall. I took one very soggy step into the unfinished part of the basement to see TONS of water spraying in from the ceiling. I'm no plumbing expert, but it seemed like it was coming from the furnace (which I didn't understand... but it did appear to be coming from the ducts). I ran upstairs and turned off the heat grabbed the phone and said a quick prayer that Dave would be home (not only is he in the sub, but he's quite handy). Dave did answer and was over quite quickly and had the brains to turn off the water before trying to figure out what the heck was going on. After moving a bookshelf to turn off the water he discovered that the sink had been left on and plugged by toilet paper.

I spent the evening trying to hold back tears, while cleaning up and throwing a bunch (mostly junk) away. Dave came back with fans around midnight, and we declared that there was no more standing water... so I was good to wait for further cleanup efforts until the morning. Did I mention that Kayla refused to go to bed until 11:45 and Julie spent much of the night in the hip hammock (man, does my back hurt). Peter drove through the night to be home for morning cleanup, and that's pretty much all we've done today. The plus side of this is that we're going to have one clean and organized basement at the end of all this!

Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about thanking God for not only the good, but also the not so great moments of my life. And return to my love of "blessed be Your name" that Peter and I chose as one of the 'theme's' of our marriage. I'm hoping our stream of not so great times are over for awhile, but I'm thankful that there are lessons to be learned even in the tough times...

Hope you're all doing well!

Blessed be your name

In the land that is plentiful

Where the streams of abundance flow

Blessed be your name

Blessed be your name

When I'm found in the desert place

Though I walk through the wilderness

Blessed be your name

Every blessing you pour out,I turn back to praise

When the darkness closes in, Lord

Still I will say...Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be your glorious name

Blessed be your name

When the sun's shining down on me

When the world's all as it should be

Blessed be your name

Blessed be your name

On the road marked with suffering

Though there's pain in the offering

Blessed be your name

Every blessing you pour out,I turn back to praise

When the darkness closes in, Lord

Still I will say...Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be your name

Blessed be the name of the Lord

Blessed be your glorious name

You give and take away

You give and take away

My heart will choose to say

Lord, Blessed be your name

What. A. Day.

Not to get into all the gritty details, Julie's doing okay. Thanks for any prayers!

She apparently inhailed some spitup, irritated her trachea and as a result it became inflamed. She was having issues breathing, but all is well, she's doing okay (resting now) and should be 100% in a few days.

I'm off to try to regain some sanity...

Julie

Please pray for Julie-- I'll update soon!

Thanks

I'm soakin'...

Matt and Kayla crack me up.

Their new saying is "soakin" (as in "soaking wet" without the "g"), which might not seem that funny, but the way they use it is too funny.

For example:

"I'm soakin' cold"

"This is video soakin' long"

"I'm soakin' tired"

"That's soakin' boring"

You get the picture... I think it originated with the traditional "soakin" wet, but they have made it into the word of the week... and I'm getting a kick out of it! And now, I'm "soakin" tired, so I'm going to bed.

Seriously.

I woke up this morning at 4:45 (a full 1/2 hour later than Peter did!). Anyway, I did a load of laundry, worked out, showered, cleaned the bathroom and got some other stuff done. Normally the kids get up around 7:30ish... and today they have school, so they have to get up. I ended up waking them up around 8:00, and now we're playing the "hurry up and eat" game. Yesterday, when I wanted to sleep in, they were all up by 7:15...

Julie's still asleep... looks like she'll be eating her breakfast on the go. Formula shake, anyone?

He's Here!

Boaz Franklin, my first nephew was born today. I'll allow the proud parents to debut his picture first, but I thought I'd update to let you know that he's here.

I can't wait to meet him today!

Julie's FIRST 1st Birthday Party

Well, the peanut's birthday isn't until December 28th, but in the Boyes family tradition we celebrated 'December' birthday's yesterday. Julie had her cake, and ate it too (well, a little-- but she didn't seem to like being all messy). I know I've said it a million times, but I can't believe how fast time goes. Now, my sister-in-law's at the hospital ready to welcome their little December baby (and my first niece of nephew) into this world-- while my baby is taking steps, talking and acting more "toddler" than baby every day.

Wait till my twins turn four in two months, then I'll really be shocked at where time has gone!
Anyway, without further ado... a picture of the birthday girl (btw, her next two parties will take place with big brother and sister's birthday party- mid January).

By the way, Laura... I'll be posting more frequently to avoid blogger comparisons to your husband ;)