Adventure

I wish I had pictures to help tell this story. My sister has them on her phone.

Sunday morning I got a call from my sister. My Mom had fallen walking into church and was cut pretty badly. This is way less scary than the call my sister got. Her good friend Sharlon who is also in my Mom's ward called her and said roughly "You need to get here fast. I just found your Mom laying on the sidewalk". In all deference to Sharlon finding my Mom laying on the sidewalk was incredibly scary. Poor Christina though nearly had a heart attack before Sharlon said that my Mom was o.k.

When we got to my Mom's ward she was in a classroom waiting for the Sacrament. My cute almost 70 year old mother insisted that she could make it through church and when Sharlon and the Relief Society President said "Uh, No I don't think so" she insisted that she pay her tithing and take the sacrament before going to the emergency room.

Her right eye was red from all of the blood vessels that had burst when she hit the pavement. By the end of the day she also had a beautiful black eye. Her right pinkie and ring finger were crooked and she could not bend them and she had a deep gash in her pinkie finger that obviously needed stitches.

So after the sacrament Christina, my Mom and I all piled into my car and went to the emergency room. Four hours later her eye had been cleaned out, her cut stitched (The nurse showed us while cleaning. So deep we could see the bone.), and her two fingers popped back into their sockets. Because her fingers had been dislocated the hand surgeon put a brace on her up to her elbow and wrapped it to prevent them from dislocating again while they heal. She was quite a sight with her bruised, red eye and an arm wrapped up to her elbow. The nurse thought she needed a shirt that said " You should see the other guy".

So my poor Mom who just got back to normal after pacemaker surgery now does not have the use of her right hand. We help her as much as she will let us and she is learning new ways of showering and putting on a bra (You try it without the use of your strong hand).

Once again I am grateful that she is o.k..

In the emergency room we talked about my Dad and his "adventures". When I was a kid my Dad labeled anything hard or scary as an adventure. This was another Pettit family adventure that we successfully maneuvered. I am sure my Dad was smiling as we left. His girls are tough.

starting the new year (with a bang!)

I love the beginning of a new year. It is like that line from Anne of Green Gables "Tomorrow is fresh with no mistakes in it". The new year is fresh. Anything that felt impossible is now possible again because "That was last year, this is 2010".

So is it a sign of the year or are we just getting all of the hard stuff over quick so the rest of the year can be fabulous?

Ear-aches for Holly and Max. A baby who refuses to sleep. A husband who doesn't have Pericarditis but now we don't know what the heck is wrong(Rob took a stress test that he is still recovering from but it proved his heart is better than fine). A Mom that now is sporting a shiner, 5 stitches and a arm wrapped to her elbow (you should see the other guy). Really what a crazy month!

Well it is the new year after all, fresh. To heck with a hard January. February promises to be absolutly wonderful!

Max and Grandpa

photo taken by Megan Matheson

Christmas 2009

We had Rob's sister and her family here for Christmas. All together we had 11 people in Rob's parents house. A tight squeeze but it made for a great Christmas morning

Christmas morning

Rob's dad dressed as Santa for his ward's Christmas party

Zoe and Jimmy Christmas morning




Max and Noah wearing Grandma's homemade elephant sweaters.

Max

January 3, 2010

Max,

Happy 1st Birthday!

When you were born you were so serious with worry lines before you were a week old. I wonder what you were thinking about then. You have much happier thoughts now.

You love Your brother and sister

You love hair

You love the remote and the telephone (you can tell if we give you a fake).

You love Grandma and Grandpa, Nana and Aunt Nina

You hate to sleep (I'm still hoping to convince you that it's great)

You love walking

You like to be sung to (unless it's mom. Then you laugh)

You love playing Peek-a-boo.

You love to wrestle with Sammy

You love Daddy

but you are still my boy. We are buddies and I love it!

I love you Max. I'm so glad that you are mine.

The Details

Ok the details. Rob got a job with AAPC (The American Academy of Professional Coders). It is a company that teaches medical personnel all of the codes assigned to their procedures by insurance companies. He will be a Marketing Specialist. It is a job here in Salt Lake. We are so excited. There is a lot to be said about the adventure of moving away but we are so happy to be close to family. We are definitely needed right now and know that Heavenly Father orchestrated events so that we could be here.

He starts on Monday.

I wish I could express what a blessing this is. We have had a really difficult two years. We have felt exhausted by trial at times and our faith in Heavenly Father's love for us was tested. There is always more than one reason for our trials and although I feel that part of the reason for our trials was so that we could be here to help family they were also here to help us. We have been humbled and have increased our faith in the plan of salvation. What a blessing to be married to Rob. I have learned so much being his wife. This trial has strengthened my love and appreciation for him. We have taken turns holding each other up and because of it we are a stronger family than before.

Thank you everyone for your prayers and faith. Your encouragement has helped me on some difficult days.

Merry Christmas!

Hooray II !

Do you know that feeling when you have been holding your breath for a long time and then finally get to take a breath. Well after a year of holding our breath Rob got a job yesterday. Hooray!

Time to start breathing again.

We are so blessed.