In the post below I wrote that Christmas might be a little different this year. I had no idea when I wrote that just how different it would be. Since we never got around to making tamales, we did indeed have ham. I joked that it was our first "White Christmas" (you know not Mexican...). We didn't invite anyone over which was strange, and a family who usually stops by for my mom's amazing tamales called and asked if they could come over. My dad had to tell them that things were different this year. Per the boys request, we had ham, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes and green bean casserole. My mom and I had the easiest, stress free dinner to prepare! All the dishers were ready at the same time (NEVER happens). Only problem was there had been some miscommunication between Jesse and my mom. We thought he would be over for dinner at 7:00, but after calling Red Lobster, we learned he wouldn't be off work for another 45 minutes. By the time he got to my parent's for dinner it was 9:00! To say we had worked up an appetite waiting for him is an understatement!
While waiting for Jesse, I decided to make a breakfast casserole and french toast casserole for Christmas morning (my dad did the grocery shopping this year at Costco. Instead of buying a carton of eggs he bought 60! And instead of a small bag of potatoes he bought 20 pounds! It made for an interesting argument between my parents so I wanted to use a few extra breakfast ingredients). There were a couple of things I needed from the grocery store to complete the casseroles so my dad, Jasen, Jose and I headed to the store. My dad thought the distraction would make us forget our hunger, but we forgot that the grocery store is the worst place to go when your hungry! Anyway... this is where our Blue Christmas begins. We got home and found my mom distraught on the phone and crying. She had just received a call that my grandma had lost consciousness and doctors and nurses had rushed into her room. To be four hours away, on Christmas Eve is something that no one should have to go through. We tried to be patient to receive updates on my Grandma, but they seemed to get worse. We learned she had air in her brain from her surgery and was in a coma. About this time, Jesse shows up to all of us somber and sad. Instead of a cheery Christmas Eve dinner, we sat around with tears in our eyes, trying to figure out what to do. Though I had been sad we didn't have guests over for dinner, I now see it must have been a part of God's plan because we would not have been cheery hosts! We thought about postponing Christmas so that my parents could get on the road right away. I felt so bad for my mom who had to choose between going to be with her mom or staying with her family for Christmas. We got a call that my grandma was responding (incorrect information), and that helped us make the decision to wake up early and celebrate Christmas at thebutt crack of dawn.
The next morning we arrived at my parents at 7:00am and quickly opened presents and enjoyed the casseroles I made the night before.
Christmas is also my dad's birthday and we usually celebrate him in the afternoon. This year we cut his birthday cake after breakfast, took a few obligatory pictures, and my parents and Jasen were on the road before 9 am.
My mom said last night that she wishes we could have a "d0 over" Christmas and try it again. I wish we could.
Christmas Day also marked 35 weeks of pregnancy! We didn't remember to take the weekly "cheesy posed" picture. No Baby's first Christmas picture...
At lunch, Jose and I went to his grandparents house and celebrated with his extended family. We had a fun time, and had tamales! It was fun opening presents with everyone and playing games. Even still it was hard to not worry about my grandma.
It seems so sudden for her health to be in jeopardy and the thought of losing her is too much for me. A month ago I would have never believed that this Christmas my grandma would be in the hospital after brain surgery. My grandpa's health is suffering too, but that has been ongoing and in a way I think we'd be prepared to lose him. Jose and my mom have both reminded me this past week that my Grandma knows the Lord and we know where she would go if she passes, but my Grandpa does not. The first time I heard that, it didn't help at all, but the more I think about it the more I am thankful for that. My mom has said my grandma is in a lot of pain and has had moments of confusion. She is very weak, and not out of the woods just yet. Even still my mom says every time she walks in to see my grandma, my grandma asks if she has heard from me and wants to know how the baby and I are doing. My mom keeps challenging my grandma to get better and stronger so that she can meet her first great grandchild in a few weeks.
Christmas afternoon and evening Jose and I stayed home by ourselves, ate leftovers, and watched the Chargers dominate! The bye week they secured is exciting because it gives Aubriella an extra week to come and wear her Charger cheerleading outfit for the playoffs- and Superbowl!
Wow, I guess that sums up our "White" and Blue Christmas. We're praying for my grandma's recovery and hope she is healed soon. Other than that, we are looking forward to 2010 and meeting Aubriella!
While waiting for Jesse, I decided to make a breakfast casserole and french toast casserole for Christmas morning (my dad did the grocery shopping this year at Costco. Instead of buying a carton of eggs he bought 60! And instead of a small bag of potatoes he bought 20 pounds! It made for an interesting argument between my parents so I wanted to use a few extra breakfast ingredients). There were a couple of things I needed from the grocery store to complete the casseroles so my dad, Jasen, Jose and I headed to the store. My dad thought the distraction would make us forget our hunger, but we forgot that the grocery store is the worst place to go when your hungry! Anyway... this is where our Blue Christmas begins. We got home and found my mom distraught on the phone and crying. She had just received a call that my grandma had lost consciousness and doctors and nurses had rushed into her room. To be four hours away, on Christmas Eve is something that no one should have to go through. We tried to be patient to receive updates on my Grandma, but they seemed to get worse. We learned she had air in her brain from her surgery and was in a coma. About this time, Jesse shows up to all of us somber and sad. Instead of a cheery Christmas Eve dinner, we sat around with tears in our eyes, trying to figure out what to do. Though I had been sad we didn't have guests over for dinner, I now see it must have been a part of God's plan because we would not have been cheery hosts! We thought about postponing Christmas so that my parents could get on the road right away. I felt so bad for my mom who had to choose between going to be with her mom or staying with her family for Christmas. We got a call that my grandma was responding (incorrect information), and that helped us make the decision to wake up early and celebrate Christmas at the
The next morning we arrived at my parents at 7:00am and quickly opened presents and enjoyed the casseroles I made the night before.
Christmas is also my dad's birthday and we usually celebrate him in the afternoon. This year we cut his birthday cake after breakfast, took a few obligatory pictures, and my parents and Jasen were on the road before 9 am. My mom said last night that she wishes we could have a "d0 over" Christmas and try it again. I wish we could.Christmas Day also marked 35 weeks of pregnancy! We didn't remember to take the weekly "cheesy posed" picture. No Baby's first Christmas picture...
At lunch, Jose and I went to his grandparents house and celebrated with his extended family. We had a fun time, and had tamales! It was fun opening presents with everyone and playing games. Even still it was hard to not worry about my grandma.
It seems so sudden for her health to be in jeopardy and the thought of losing her is too much for me. A month ago I would have never believed that this Christmas my grandma would be in the hospital after brain surgery. My grandpa's health is suffering too, but that has been ongoing and in a way I think we'd be prepared to lose him. Jose and my mom have both reminded me this past week that my Grandma knows the Lord and we know where she would go if she passes, but my Grandpa does not. The first time I heard that, it didn't help at all, but the more I think about it the more I am thankful for that. My mom has said my grandma is in a lot of pain and has had moments of confusion. She is very weak, and not out of the woods just yet. Even still my mom says every time she walks in to see my grandma, my grandma asks if she has heard from me and wants to know how the baby and I are doing. My mom keeps challenging my grandma to get better and stronger so that she can meet her first great grandchild in a few weeks.
Christmas afternoon and evening Jose and I stayed home by ourselves, ate leftovers, and watched the Chargers dominate! The bye week they secured is exciting because it gives Aubriella an extra week to come and wear her Charger cheerleading outfit for the playoffs- and Superbowl!
Wow, I guess that sums up our "White" and Blue Christmas. We're praying for my grandma's recovery and hope she is healed soon. Other than that, we are looking forward to 2010 and meeting Aubriella!
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Sorry to hear how rough things have been for your family. I'll keep your Grandma in my prayers. So distressing.
You know on our wedding day, I didn't get one picture "posed" with JJ in it. He was napping and I thought I'd let him sleep. Boy that was stupid. I was in tears that night when I realized that I didn't have a posed picture of our family. I made everyone get up the next morning, redress and take a picture of just the five of us. Sometimes we just forget!! Next year you can take tons when Ella is here.
Again...praying for your family. It's a tough time of year to have all this happening. Take care of little Ella though! Enjoy these next few baby-free weeks.
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