A Circus Birthday

posted on: Monday, April 30, 2012

We're starting to feel a little better over here after having the weekend to rest and recover. Oren didn't end up having pink eye after all (just a virus), but he did have a massive ear infection! We're hoping this week will be a whole lot better than the last one...that shouldn't be too hard ;)

Here, FINALLY, are the pictures from Oren's first birthday party. We were hoping for a sunny day and a little more room to spread out outside, but the weather didn't want to cooperate.  So, we had our little circus party indoors. Abby and I made the garland, the cake and almost all of the cupcakes (my mom made the chocolate-cherry, so good). We had popcorn and peanuts, balloons and bunting and of course, what's a circus party without clown noses?

Thank you to everyone who came out to celebrate our big boy!
(and special thanks to Victor for being our official photographer)



posted on: Thursday, April 26, 2012

Yesterday was a bad day. Yesterday we suddenly and unexpectedly lost our only pet, our girl Maeby. She had been feeling under the weather for about a day or so, not eating, sleeping in odd places around the house and she threw up one time. We knew she wasn't feeling particularly good, but didn't realize how serious it actually was.

Yesterday, Oren woke up with what I feared was pink eye and I couldn't get him a doctor appointment until the afternoon. This actually turned out to be the biggest blessing in disguise because I stayed home from work with him and we just hung around the house feeling crummy waiting for his appointment later in the day. But since I was home I noticed something was definitely up with our Maeby. She still wasn't eating or drinking and she began breathing funny - fast, panting I'd never seen her do before. I could feel my heart sink, I just knew this was serious. After a few harried phone calls and scrambling to borrow a cat carrier she was at the vet an hour and a half later. Our doctor took one look at her and said it was bad. X-rays revealed spots all over her lungs. After a day of various treatments and observation it was determined her lungs were failing her and it was too late to save her. It was so strange, she seemed perfectly healthy just a few days earlier and now she was dying. 

I won't pretend I had the greatest relationship with that cat, she made it painfully obvious she preferred Josh over me any day. She had been a gift from Josh to me when we moved into our first apartment together. I had always wanted an orange kitten, for as long as I could remember. When Josh went looking for one, he found Maeby. She wasn't orange, but I didn't care, she was prettiest little cat I had ever laid eyes on. Our first pet, our first baby. She was so tiny in the beginning we were constantly losing her in that big, drafty apartment. I would call Josh daily, panicked, when I'd get home from class and couldn't find her anywhere. Ineveitably, she would always turn up in the back of a dresser drawer or the bottom of a shoe somewhere. I loved her with all my heart. Probably a little too much. I was constantly petting her, holding her, kissing the top of her little head when all she wanted was to be left alone - Miss Independant, she was.

She did, however, loooooove Josh. Always crawling into his lap, winding around his legs, looking for his attention. It would make me so mad! I was willing to smother her in love and he would give her a cursory pat on the head and she was smitten. (I think he had her at moderation.)

After awhile she became downright mean to me, sneaking up behind me and scratching my legs, jumping out from under the bed as I was crawling into it and biting my toes. She was like a temperamental teenage daughter - she treats you like shit, but you love her anyway because she's still your baby after all. We always joked that Maeby was so in love with Josh that her acting out at me was her attempt to kill me off and take over my life as Josh's wife. It was a tumultuous relationship we had.

But in the end, it was me there with her in her final hours. I was the one stroking her fur and whispering in her ear. I held her when she took her last breath and cried all over her pretty little head. I've never wanted a Georgia cuddle or to nuzzle those floppy, silky ears more than I did last night. It feels like the end of an era. We are now a petless family and that just feels awfully lonely right now.

Goodbye, Mae. We will miss you so, so much.  


thank you to jessica for watching the boys last minute so i could make vet trips unencumbered
thank you to patty for the pet carrier and for watching the boys again while we laid maeby to rest
thank you to jean-marie for stopping by with the sweetest card - i cried all over myself reading it last night
and thank you to all of our friends and family for your kind words, warm wishes and sweet memories of our girl

Away Message

posted on: Wednesday, April 25, 2012

I was hoping to have pictures up from Oren's birthday party but Sunday night our good friend sickness came knocking at our door again. We've got a combination of the flu, sinus issues, pink eye, runny noses, sore throats, massive headaches and all around crumminess. Everyone of us is sick with something, even the cat. It's dark days over here this week. Hoping we recover soon, but for now I'm off to take care of all my boys. (And Maeby too.)

A Little Celebration

posted on: Friday, April 20, 2012

We'll be having his official birthday party this weekend but since yesterday was Oren's true birthday we had a mini celebration at home last night. We let Wes him open the present we got him and Ben and Marisa came for a visit since Marisa will be out of town the day of the party (wahhh!). And of course, in what has become Booth baby tradition, Abby made him his own tiny pie to eat and destroy - peach!

he wasn't so sure about us singing to him


posted on: Thursday, April 19, 2012

One year ago today I had just given birth to my new baby boy.

I was in one hospital and he was in the NICU of another.

It was the most exciting, frightening, joyful and overwhelming day - one that I will never, ever forget.

I can say the same about this past year as well. He has made this last year so very full.

Our Oren Henry has brought such light into our lives.

A light we didn't know was missing until he came to us and carved his perfect little place into our family.

In a way I can't believe it's already been a whole year, and yet at the same time it seems like he has always been here.

I remember looking down at him that first day when I finally got to meet him for the very first time.

I remember holding him in my arms and staring into his eyes and thinking, Oh Oren, there you are. Of course it was you all along. 

It was the first time we'd met, but it felt like being reunited with my very best friend.

It's you, and you're back. Back where you belong.

Happy first birthday, my sweet son

Mommy loves you all the way to the moon, and back.

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