And Then They Were Five......

"His little hands stole my heart.....
             his little feet ran away with it"


On October 6, 2014 after 39 weeks of waiting we welcomed our third son, Hooper Goldsborough Dabbs into the world at 8:02 am weighing 8 pounds and 7 ounces and measuring 21 inches in length.  He is my largest at birth of the Dabbs boys.  He is our third and final addition and my parents 5th grandchild.  Actually, my parents 5th grandson!  Big brothers Hunter and Steuart are over the moon.  Steuart thinks that Hooper is his baby and loves to hug and pet him.  Yes, pet him.  Like a dog.  Hunter is, as always, very helpful.  

So far Hooper is a great baby.  He is a hungry baby and eats ALL THE TIME but he really only cries when he is hungry and is starting to be an excellent sleeper. He is very laid back and as sweet as he can be.  And he is beautiful.  I do think that we have very beautiful baby boys and Hooper is the last.  He has a sweet little nose and a smile that can light up a room.  

I cannot begin to explain how much joy these boys bring me.  Once upon a time I thought having a girl may be fun.  Kind of like a new adventure.  Now, I don't know what I would do with a little girl.  I was put on this earth to be the mother of boys and I cannot wait to see what their futures hold for them.  I just hope we don't get there too fast because I need the time to slow down a little!  

Oh Boy, Oh Boy!

"A boy is a magical Creature- you can lock him out of your workshop, but you can't lock him out of your heart. ~ Allan Beck"

We are way behind on this blog!  I do apologize!  

Great news for the Dabbs Family to report!  We will be welcoming a new member of the family in October.  Hooper Goldsborough Dabbs will be joining his two older brothers at the beginning of the month.  Just in time for the 3rd Saturday (Tennessee).  Baby Hooper Goldsborough will complete our family of 5 and be the final of the Dabbs children.  We are beyond excited to add another little boy to the family and Hunter is very happy that we will not have dolls in the house.  Steuart is fairly clueless at this point so he is content just running around being a crazy baby!

I have had many people ask and no, we will not be "trying" for a girl.  There will be no 4th child.  I am over the moon about my boys and will not need to have another after Hooper.  Three little boys will be about as much as I am able to handle.  I am quite certain if I were to get pregnant again it would be twin boys and then I would become a member of a club where they dress in white- straight jackets that is.  

I have also had a lot of people ask about his name.  Hooper and Goldsborough are family names on my side through my mother.  My uncle, grandfather, great grandfather, great great grandfather, etc have all been Hooper Goldsborough.  Goldsborough was my middle name and my mothers maiden name.  He will have a very strong Maryland name for an Alabama boy but hey, you're not really cool until you have 3 last names anyway, right :-)  And no, it is not pronounced HOOPer like a basketball hoop.  It is kind of like "hooker" but with a "p" for lack of a better word to use.  Since I did not have a girl to be the 6th Sally this last boy will be named after my favorite uncle, grandfather and so on.  I am over the moon!

My Recent Obsessions

1)  The Maxi Cosi Pria 70 car seat-  on the recommendation of a very experienced mom I purchased this for Steuart and I could not be happier!  Easy to install, easy to clean, SUPER comfy for him.  He is as happy as a clam!  I love it!

2)  Metallic leggings-  Fashion meets comfort in a whole new way.  You can be sassy and breathe!  It is amazing!

3)  Gold-  I am usually a silver girl but recently have been wearing a lot of gold.  And very traditional pieces.  It's like I am getting old.

4)  Claude Moore Jeweler-  They have the BEST customer service ever and I love playing in there.  Especially while making out wish lists.  It's super easy just to say- Jason- check out the list!

5)  Ford-  I love my car.  Still.  I am just OBSESSED with it.  Especially after the road trip from hell to Maryland and back.

6)  Miss Jessie's Pillow Soft Curls-  For curly hair it is the best product I have ever used.  It doesn't make your hair crunchy or sticky.  Just soft and bouncy!

7)  Coco Chanel Mademoiselle-  It's not my signature scent- that is Carolina Herrera but my mom had it so I wore it.  It just smells good.

8)  My hairdresser- Jason Chambers.  He is the best.  Ever.

9)  Veuve Clicquot-  Just had a bottle on NYE and it remains my favorite.

10)  Moms Day Out-  I need this time every week to be a normal person.

Comfy as can be!

Gold leggings!  LOVE!

Easy? Clearly NOTHING Can Be Easy!

“Reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it.”  -Jane Wagner

Last I wrote we were a couple of weeks away from having another surgery for baby Steuart.  This had been planned for quite some time and was going to be our "easy" outpatient surgery.  When your child goes under it is never "easy" but compared to lung surgery in Birmingham with a 5 day hospital stay on the special care floor of Children's and chest tubes- this was going to be fairly simple..... until it wasn't.

We went to the Infirmary early in the morning as we were supposed to for pre-surg prep which all went well.  Our doctor came out and met us, explained the procedure again and then took back a very happy and alert Steuart who was just shy of 11 months to have his procedure.  

While we were waiting we had our beeper and went to the cafeteria to eat some breakfast.  When we returned to the waiting area we sat around, as most people do.  I was reading, Jason was working on his iPad since he was out of the office.  The doctor came out.  "We have had a little issue.  I don't want to alarm you, but he had some problems breathing so we have given him a breathing treatment and he seems to be doing fine.  We are finishing up now and then he will be in recovery."  So.....the albuterol helped?  Or not.  Clearly I start freaking out because my infant who has a history of pulmonary issues and already had lung surgery is now having a problem breathing.  So we sit.  And we wait.  Not much longer the doctor comes back out and tells us that there is a medical transport team en route to pick up Steuart and take him to the PICU at USA Children's and Womens Hospital.  He went into respiratory distress on the table and they have had to intubate him.  We can see him before he goes but cannot ride on the "bus" with them as there are a number of people working on him and they need all the space available.  We walk in to kiss our baby, on a stretcher with a tube in his mouth and like seven people around him.  They take him away, we get in the car and drive down the street and go up to the PICU.  And we wait.  And wait.  And wait.  About an hour later they finally let us back to the room.  He is completely sedated, with a breathing tube, and restrained so he cannot pull his tube out should he wake.  So our "easy" procedure ends with an emergency ambulance ride to another hospital and a stay in the PICU.  

Long story short we were home a couple of days later.  Being in situations like this and our previous ordeal with my pregnancy and Steuart's birth really puts things in perspective.  This is real life and this is real stress.  Not "I can't find anything to wear to dinner" stress but REAL LIFE STRESS.  Shit just got REAL.  You find out really quickly in situations like this who your friends are and who your acquaintances are.  And I can tell you now, without those friends you're going to have one heck of a time getting through it.  

It's times like this that you realize it really is the people that you can call up and say "I'm about to come un-glued and I need to get out of my house" that are really important people in your life.  If you're not comfortable being real and raw and unguarded then you don't have REAL CLOSE friends.  

It also makes you realize that the person that may not like you for no other reason than you are friends with someone they don't like- they don't matter.  That football game you are worried about- it doesn't matter.  The volunteer project you are working on- it can wait.  Those are all "extras" and "distractions" and things you do on the side.  What is real and what is important is life.  And part of that real life is your family.  Nothing is more important than that.  And if it can't wait while you focus on your children then it isn't that important to begin with.  

You get through it all the best you can and navigate it in the way that best suits you.  And at the end of the day there is nothing wrong with happy pills and wine!

Steuart before his surgery

Steuart and Daddy having fun waiting to go back

In the PICU after being ex-tubated

Alert and HUNGRY!

Busy...Busy...Busy...

"Working mothers are guinea pigs in a scientific experiment to show that sleep is not necessary to human life"

To say that we have been busy for the past few months is the understatement of the year.  First and foremost, we are all doing well.  Steuart had his major surgery in April at Children's Hospital of Alabama in Birmingham.  Everything went well and he has been fully recovered and is just perfect.  He is 10 months old now!!!  He is crawling everywhere, cruising like crazy and LOVES to jump.  His favorite word is "Da-da" and really only says "Ma-ma" when he needs something :-)  He is his fathers clone.  Hunter is amazing.  His personality is is unique and he is such a smart and funny child.  It has been a blessing to be his mother and watch him grow over the past 6 years.  I cannot believe he is 6 now!  He started first grade at UMS this fall and gets to wear a uniform to school that he refers to as his "grader suit."  He is playing soccer and LOVES science!  So far he has gotten all A's on his tests.

We spent a month in Maryland this past summer with my parents.  I was glad to be able to do that since we don't get to see them much.  Hunter went to Imagination Camp and had a blast.  We were also able to go to an Orioles game with my dad and catch up with family over the 4th of July.  It is always great to see my Aunt and Uncle as well as my cousins.  Hunter LOVES playing with cousin Zoe.

The fall has been busy in a good way.  My business has completely taken off and I love working again.  I feel very fortunate to be able to work from home and take care of my children but it is a challenge trying to balance everything.  I have the tendency to throw myself into my work to take care of my clients but in the process often work too much and that cuts in to family time.  I am working to find the right balance but it is, like many things are, a constant struggle.  I love what I do and enjoy doing it and that is very important.  It is a good problem to have and luckily I have had a lot of referrals and taken on several new clients.

We have one more surgery on the books for Steuart coming up in a couple weeks then (fingers crossed) we will be out of hospitals for a while.  It has been a long year and a half :-)

We have some wonderful friends and family who have been extremely supportive and helpful!  I know I would not have survived this time without them.