ONE!

Ok, so I'm really a slacker here.  Nora turned 1 on April 5.  It is now June 17.  So I guess we can post about it.

I was really excited for Nora's first birthday.  I actually planned it ahead of time.  If you know me, you know that this is a great feat.  I'm not much of a "planner" but more of a "fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants" type of girl.  However, all the planning kind of went down the tubes when, about a week before her birthday, Nora got some kind of virus, much like RSV.  She had to take Albuterol and be put on oxygen.  No fun.

Long story short, the large party that was planned was cut down to a few family members.  We had already made the decorations, so we put them up.  I felt so bad, because she just wasn't her normal, happy self.  But she was a good girl and I think she still enjoyed seeing everyone.

Here are some pictures from the day:

Grandpa made a surprise visit!

Aunt Emily too!

Yum!

Nora and Aunt Kathy playing with decorations.

Playing with cousins

Not extremely impressed with the cupcake...

1 made with cupcake liners.  :)

She was a trooper!

We dragged her O2 line outside so she could play on her play land from Nana and Papa!

We have another update on our other blog, if you are interested...Trials of Trying

Larynx Issues

It's quite appropriate that my mother has been bothering me to make another post, because I currently have laryngitis or something like it. I can't really talk. Last night, I couldn't talk at all, and it was quite frustrating. Sometimes I would finally get something out, and Doug would ask me to repeat it. Grr.
Yesterday was parent teacher conferences, which was interesting because my voice sounded like a mixture of an emphysema patient and a 13 year old boy. It was very laborious to talk with these parents, physically and sometimes mentally, because I was actually quite nervous. Overall it went well though. I am always intimidated by parents because I think they are going to look down on me because I am so young, but they actually end up thinking I know what I am doing--imagine that!
My voice is a bit better today, but I am still trying to let it rest, which is, needless to say, difficult for me. Oh, and I've discovered something about Doug and me. People always think that I talk too much and that I don't let Doug talk, but that's not the case. He is just quiet. So last night was pretty boring, because neither of us talked. I felt like we were one of those old couples in the restaurant who don't say a word the whole time. Nice. I almost poked my own eyes out. I hope I get better soon.