Monday, January 28, 2013

A heart-wrenching day.

It really is crazy how quickly everything can change. One minute you could be sitting at the kitchen counter on a lazy Sunday morning, chatting with your husband who is making breakfast, and posting a blog about how much fun you had in New York City. The next minute, you could turn around and see him doubled over in pain with tears in his eyes, and him asking you to take him to the hospital. This was our day yesterday, and it shook me to my core.

With tightness in his chest and his heart racing a million beats a minute, we hopped in the car to take Corey to the nearest Kaiser. After arriving at the "hospital," I knew something was wrong when the parking lot was completely empty. It was a Kaiser corporate building, and not a hospital at all. At this point, Corey was nearly hyperventilating, and as I fumbled to find the next closest emergency room, Corey said that I needed to call an ambulance right away. My fears kicked into overdrive, and I shakily called 9-1-1 to tell them my husband was having trouble breathing and that something was wrong with his heart.  

To see your big, tough husband so vulnerable and so scared was the worst feeling in the world. When we arrived in the emergency room, they informed Corey that his heart was in atrial fibrulation ("a-fib") and that they would need to stop his heart and re-start it again. There is nothing scarier than the possibility of your husband's heart being stopped and not starting again.

The scariest part of all is that this wasn't the first time we've had to do this.  This was the second time I watched doctors put tubes and pads and stickers all over my husband's body to prepare his heart to be "re-set." I just kept thinking that "this is not right. He's only 27 years old. This shouldn't be happening." It's hard to not let your mind wander and think the worst. But I need this man around for many, many more years. There is no way around it.

He is feeling better after the procedure, and is getting some rest for the next day or so. But I still worry every second about my big guy and his big heart. It really makes you realize how fragile life is, and never again will I rush Corey off the phone when he calls me at work while I'm in the middle of a million things. Family and love is all you really need in life... at the end of the day, nothing else matters.

To the things that really matter: health, love and happiness. The rest will work itself out.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

One night in New York.

Man, have I been a bad blogger lately! Now that the past couple crazy weeks are over, I fully intend to get back to regular blogging. I've missed it!

A week ago, I had the opportunity to fly across the country on a work assignment for one of my new clients. I had never been to New York City, and it's been on my bucket list since I was a little girl. After a long day of working, we finally checked into our hotel at 6:30pm Eastern Time (which still felt like 3:30 for a West Coast girl!). With my co-workers exhausted from the long day and choosing to just order room service, I decided to make the most of my one night in New York. Who knows when I would be back again? It was the best decision I could have made, and I definitely took advantage of my limited time in the Big Apple!

When I hopped in the cab, I excitedly told the driver to please take me to Times Square! I casually mentioned that it was my first time in New York, and that I wanted to see as much as I possibly could in the next couple of hours. To my surprise, the guy actually offered to be my driver for the night and take me anywhere in the city I wanted to go. So I started checking off the bucket list left and right! First up was Times Square...

I had only seen Times Square on TV every New Year's Eve, and when I got there, the bright lights and pretty sites were even more amazing in real life. As I walked up and down the streets, I had the biggest smile on my face because I couldn't actually believe that I made it!
Heaven!
Such a tourist!
Where's Waldo? Haha. Now I can say I've been on a billboard in Times Square!

After quite a bit of walking, I stepped into a small pizza place for an authentic slice of New York pizza...
It took me a while to decide which one to try, but after some careful thought and consideration, I settled on a heavenly slice of "lasagna" pizza. It was unreal!

After a full meal, I called Junior, my driver, to pick me up and take me to our next stop, the Empire State building. I knew I wanted to see it that night, but I did not think I'd have time to go all the way to the top. But that's exactly what I did!
The view was amazing! It was such a thrilling experience, but one of my first thoughts when I looked out over the beautiful city was that I wished I could be seeing this with Corey and my family. They would all LOVE it! It was a little chilly up there, so after a few minutes, I called Junior and told him to take me to Rockefeller Center, Central Park, Radio City Music Hall, and out for some real desert! I ended up seeing Manhattan, parts of Jersey, the Bronx, and ended the night driving over the Brooklyn Bridge. It was such a cool experience, and I'm so glad I took advantage of my few hours in New York!

It was a little bittersweet finally making it to NYC and seeing everything I've always wanted to see by myself, but it was still so amazing. I will definitely be going back with my whole family someday!

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Brendan's Baptism.

This past Saturday, we celebrated Brendan's latest milestone as he received the sacrament of Baptism. While he is too young to really understand the importance of this day, we were all honored to be a part of the beginning of his life-long and faith-filled journey.
Our little man ready to go in his white suit.
 Brendan with Father Ed, his parents, and his godparents.
The Baptism ceremony was short and sweet, and it also had it's comedic moments. During the prayer, an iPhone started ringing. As we all looked around waiting to see which one of us boneheads hadn't turned our phone on vibrate, the priest reached into his robe to get his phone. As we all busted up laughing, Father Ed actually answered it and told his friend Joseph that he was right in the middle of a Baptism and that he'd call him later. It was so funny, and quite refreshing to have such a down-to-earth priest bring Brendan into the Catholic faith.
 Brendan with his mom and his aunties.
 The whole family. This boy is so, so loved!
After the ceremony, my parents hosted a lunch in Brendan's honor. And the man of the hour may have had a little too much cake!
And cousin Ruby got to attend the party too!
We are so excited for Brendan and his journey. We all just want to be there to give him endless support, encouragement and love in everything he does. I told you this boy won the jackpot when he was born! He has an army of people that would do absolutely anything for him! And we wouldn't think twice about it. Little Johnny is up next!