Seriously Quin?

So by looking past the flawlessness of this hair of mine, you will see what appears to be a comb. Its what I like to call "tangeled". So tangeled I cant get it out. So tangeled I had to call Ty to come home from work and get it out before I take Nixon to practice.

Quin thought it would be fun to play with my hair, which I love getting my hair played with, LOVE IT! But things took a turn for the worse when she decided to "curl" my hair (with the comb). Then she tried pulling it out, which then only tightened the hold the comb had on my hair. Now, with a headache, I sit and wait patiently for my man to get here and try to rid of this entangelment. Wish me luck!!

I know after you scan through these pics you're probably going to think to yourself "man that uniform fits him fabulously". Cause thats what I thought the first time I saw his cuteness in it:-)
Seriously though, it is a little on the big side and hes a little bit on the small side. I still think he looks adorable in all of its baggy-ness, and I promise there is a body in all of that!

Enough about that, Nixon, if you couldnt tell yet, has started t-ball/coach pitch and he is loving it. He had his first game saturday and surprisingly it was not that painful to watch. His first time up to bat, he had to use the T cause the coach will pitch so many pitches before they make them use the T. He hit and got to 1st base, then the next little bugger hit, which moved Nixon to 2nd and then this is where it all went south. The next kid hit the ball and Nixon wasnt really sure where to go from 2nd so he just walked himself right back to the dug-out, (not run, walk) which by the way I think was the highlight of the day for him. "Mom, the coach said we get to go in the dug-out!!!" (wide eyed and grinning) So cute:-) After that he got the hang of it except for running to home plate after being on 3rd. Again he just took off for the dug-out. I later had to explain that "thats how you score points is by stepping on home plate." Hopefully this next game he'll get it. Its pretty entertaining to watch and he is having the time of his life in and out of the dug-out!!



Quin thought there was going to be chay-leaders there so she had to bring my 1990 something Danceworks (!represent!) poms!

NICU festivities!

Every year the hospital does a reunion/get together thing for all the babies that have been in the NICU at Staheli Farms. So we of course hopped in our mid size and headed up to St. Jorge for the weekend. It was alot of fun and the kids had a kickin good time:-) There was so much for them to do like jump on a gigantic bubble thing, ride tire horses, ride real horses, some slides, pet some animals, run around, corn maze it up and so on and so on. It was so nice getting out of Vegas and into some fresh air. We hadnt been up that way for a while and it was nice to see family and the kids were so excited to see their "famolies". Thats what Quin calls her cousins. Anyway we got to see Camdens Dr.(pictured above) who took care of him both times he was in the hospital and we just love him. It was a fun weekend and again we were so glad we got to go!


Tais and Quin
The twins. They were seperated in heaven for a reason!

Nerd!


Lexi bear

Im in Love......

.....with this face!! I obviously love all my kids the same and I am loving all the different stages they are in and how fun (when theyre not being naughty) they are right now, but I just cant get enough of this little guy. Its wierd because he is by far my hardest baby but also my most smiley baby. That makes sense right? Well hes hard because hes a little more clingy than i remember my other two being and he just likes to be held. When hes not being held, well you'd think he was dying. It can be difficult at times because for someone who wants to held, he sure doesnt hold still for anything and he rarely makes eye contact with whoever is holding him. But we still are having so much fun with this "sweet boy" and we truly are in love!!

Rainbow Dash & Unicorns

So are you familiar with the term "rainbows and butterflys"? Well in Quins world everything is always "rainbow dash and unicorns"! While I was picking her up from joy school this morning, Richelle (the other mother) tells me that they are learning about animals and she was asking the girls what other animals they could think of and Quin says "Ranibow Dash, shes an animal!" Apparently all of Quins responses were either "Rainbow Dash" or "Unicorns". Rainbow Dash is a My Little Pony and there is a unicorn My Little Pony and thats just what shes into right now. Quin is totally all girl, all glitter, all pink/purple, all pretty things all the time. I will say that she most definately did not get that from my side of the family. She is all Prisbrey that way! But Im totally fine with it cause I have so much fun with it and her!! I get to do the boy things with my boys and the girly girl things with Quin.

September 6, 2011

This was the best pic I could get of Quin. Safe to say shes not my most photogenic child!


So Tuesday was a pretty big day in our house. It was the first day of school for Nixon and Quin! They were both so excited to go. Let me just tell ya that finding an affordable, good pre-school here in LV was not an easy task. They are both going to different pre-schools. Nixon is going to an official pre-school and its from a lady in our old ward from when we were renting and Quin is doing a joy school with a little girl in our current ward. I should say "we" are doing a joy school cause I'll get the girls for 2 weeks every month. Nixon so desperately needed to go somewhere where I wasnt and there were lots of kids to play with. We thought about doing the joy school thing with him but that just wouldnt have been good for anyone involved. He needed to get away from me and do his own thing. He would not have responded to me at all when it was my turn to have them. Yes! This is Nixons third year of pre-school but we did that on purpose so he could be the oldest in his class when he goes to kindergarten next year, which by the way, I cant wait for!

The next big event of the day was Nixons big birthday! So i send out the invites to some of his friends and I put from 4-6, thinking thats plenty of time to play, make their super hero masks, eat some pizza, a little cake, maybe open some presents. Well I was way off! We were done by 4:45. These kids were on crack I swear. It took a good solid 4 minutes for them to decorate their masks. Not long at all for them to eat. Apparently they dont like to actually taste the food while they are eating, they just wanted it gone. Presents, well....he got a little help with the presents from one of our little neighbor buddies. So the present presentation didnt last long, at all! You can imagine what they did to the cake. What cake?! I will say that I impressed myself with the capes I made. Yes from scratch. With the sewing machine. 6 of them. I had to make Quin and her little friend Sadie capes, but of course they were pink and purple not the red and grey like the boys. So all in all it was a good time. It was fun cause my mom came for the day so I got to hang out with her, which doesnt happen often. She got Nixon Legos, which he loves, and some scriptures for church (he is always carrying Tys around asking if I will read them for him). He was so excited about that and she blew up a picture of him at Kolob with him holding his first fish he caught. So cute!! He loved it. I cant believe he is 5! It really is crazy how fast it all goes by. It makes me sad. He truly is the sweetest boy and has the biggest heart. Even though there are days I just dont know what to do with him, he just melts my heart more and more every day. Hes definately my favorite oldest boy:-)

The Party goers!
Quin and Sadie (totally all girl)
Nixon blowing out the candles on his Cpt. America cake

Ive lost it!

So I havent posted in a bit and my mom has been wanting to see a post, so here ya go! I usually dont like to post if I dont have pictures but I had a minor change of heart this morning when I was reading my last post. I was reading it and as I was reading it I thought to myself "man, I need to go through this and fix some serious run on sentences, maybe put some punctuation here, a little more there, cause this not great writing." Then I thought "NO! This is me and my mom state of mind. A mind the is totally losing it and regressing."

Now this may seem like a venting post, maybe a complaining post, call it what you want but I do love my kids, and I love being a mom. Its just that dont you ever feel like you're regressing just a little bit in life? I mean the adult time that you DONT get, conversations with adults. Conversations that make you actually have to think. Lets be honest here, I was never really the sharpest tool in the shed but I dont consider myself dumb either. But lately, I do feel like I could use a crash course on basic social, life, writing, spelling, and maybe even a little common sense skills. I sometimes feel like Im on a 6th maybe 7th grade level.

So there you have it, Im losing my mind!

Camden continued............

..............when Camden was bout 4 weeks he started getting a cough, i kind of just let it go cause thats all he was doing. Well the cough came back at about 5 1/2 weeks and his breathing got bad and I had noticed when he breathed, he was breathing so hard, he was retracting. Which is when he breathes, his stomach area his pulling up under his ribs. So right under the ribs you can see it just pulling really hard. I had learned when he was in the NICU that that was bad. His breathing was also really short and hard breaths. He had thrown up a couple of times and then just hadnt really wanted to eat. I had my 6 week Dr visit so I decided since I was up I was just going to take him in to get checked. Cause he looked bad. The night before I slept in the other room with him and had the humidifier going thinking that might help, well we were up all night long casue I dint dare go to sleep and he was having a really hard time breathing and not eating at all. I got up, got packed (for a day) got the kids up and we were on the road by 5 a.m. The entire drive i was completely paranoid. I had an appt made for him at 10, I took him in and the Dr said that he was fine. His lungs were clear, he just had a little cold. He sent me to get labs just to make sure it wasnt anything else and those came back fine. I was relieved but wasnt. I knew something was wrong with him. I drove to Cedar that afternoon to go to girls night and the entire time I just knew he wasnt okay. I had my dad give him a blessing that night we "went to bed" and he just got worse in a matter of hours. The next morning he was pale, around his eyes and mouth were blue so immediately called my mother-in-law and she was in meetings with his pediatrician and she was going to talk to him. They called back and he told me to come straight to the hospital. The minute we got him there and out of his car seat, he all but crashed on the nurses. It was the scariest moment of my life. The Dr came in and checked him and within those hours of seeing him the day before everything was different. They poked him so many times trying to get an IV in but he was so dehydrated they had a hard time. Again, it didnt fase him. He was so tired and sick the pokes didnt bother him at all. He ended up with them in his head which didnt look good but was the only place the could get one in. They did multiple tests on him to check for anything and everything. They were saying it was RSV but the test came back negative so they sent the labs to Salt Lake to get a better reading and after days of waiting and my little guy being hooked back up to everything, the test came back posotive for RSV. We were so relieved to find out what it was. Its amazing what a common cold can do to a baby. His Dr said that he was in the top 2 of the sickest babies they've had admitted. I could have gone without knowing that. He said that I caught it early. I hate saying this but im glad he was in the NICU for that week cause it taught me alot of things to look for on babies with respitory problems. So we ended up spending 9 days in the hospital, again only planning on staying for a night turned into a 2 week stay. Back to juggling my older 2, my sick 6 week old, my sanity and no husband for part of the time. Needless to say the first 7 weeks of Camdens life was definately a trial. But with lots of prayers everything was okay! We had to stay a couple extra days after being discharged so I could take him to the out patient clinic to get his lungs sucked, which he hated. It was so hard seeing him back in the hospital hooked up to everything again, but I knew from the beginning everything would be okay. I know that blessing my dad gave him was also for me and my piece of mind throughout the enire thing.

Leaving the hospital!




We are so happy we have him in our lives, it was a struggle getting him here and a struggle keeping him here, but couldnt be more thankful for this little guy. It doesnt take much to get him to smile and he loves his big brother. Hes a little unsure of Quin and the loudness she brings but she adores him.....maybe to much sometimes. We couldnt be happier to have him and everything weve gone through keeping him here has been so worth it!

Camden Dee Prisbrey

So the first week of Camdens life and ours looked like this. It was one of the craziest weeks of my life. First of all, it all started with me not being able to find a Dr in Vegas cause i was to far along for anyone to take me. I was just going to stick with my Dr in Cedar but decided that i didnt want to drive back and forth so much, and having perks with the St George hospital (my mother in law is the manager over the mom/baby floor and has an in with all the Dr's) i got a Dr there who would take me. And he was wonderful for the 2 times I saw him. The first time i saw him was when i was 32, maybe 33 weeks and it was a reagular check up. The next appt i had was whe i was 35 weeks and i met with his other Dr that works in his office and i told her i hadnt been feeling him move as much as he usually moves and i asked to be checked (which they usually dont start doing til 36 weeks). I was at a 2 plus and she sent me to get a stress test and told me to come right back after it to get re-checked. Everything was good, my fluid was right on the border of just having enough. I went back and was re-checked and i was at a 3. Keep in mind this entire time i had planned on just coming up for the day and going back to Vegas. Well the Dr wanted me to come in the next morning to get checked again just to be safe. So we stayed at my in-laws and i went back to the Dr the next morning and sure enough I was at a 4. He told me if I wanted I could go home but he was pretty sure I was going to be coming right back in. I went back and forth on "should I go, should I stay"? I decided to stay and that night i was having contractions pretty close, so my mother-in-law took me in and I was at a 4 plus. We called Ty in Vegas and told him to come and he came. They waited about another hour to check me and if i hadnt progressed they were going to send me home. And by this time i had called my parents so they were there at midnight, and I was going to be so mad if they sent me home. My contractions had also slowed down but the ones I was having were starting to hurt so I knew something was going on. They fianlly re-checked me and I was at a 5. They admitted me, I got the epidural as soon as I could so I could try to sleep...the sleeping part didnt happen til the next night. They Dr got to the hospital at 6 to brake my water and he had a surgery to do at 7, but thankfully our little guy came before the Dr had to go. He weighed 6lbs 6oz and was 19 inches. he was a good size premie. But not without complications. Since he was early, he had respitory problems and had to go straight to the NICU. They were unsure why he came as early as he did and now a-days they can test the fluid and see if anything was wrong and come to find out he had some type of pneumonia and my body just kind of rejected him. He was totally lathargic for a couple days cause he was so sick, he just slept. Didnt budge when they changed his IV's or his diaper. He was in there for a week but im so so thankful for his nurses. They were awesome! Since this was so unplanned, we were shuffling the older two back and forth from StGeorge to Cedar, which was hard on all of us. I was trying to balance the other two, pumping, the hospital, and no husband (Ty had to go back to work) all while trying to keep it together. I had a ton of help from my mother-in-law and parents. It was just alot to handle. I wish i could say that week long stay was the last of it but......

First time meeting their new brother!

First day home!

Our Life in a not so small Nut Shell

I figured 2 years seemed like a big enough gap between posts. I mean alot can and did happen in those two years; for example.......Ty graduated with his masters, got a job, job turns into a hot mess, struggles with getting pregnant, get preggers, quits job, looking for new job, gets new job, move to Vegas, looking to buy house, have baby, have baby early, spend quality time in hospital, baby comes home, baby+RSV=back in hospital, buy new house, so on and so on......So as you can see our life has been a little crazy! We have been tested in so many ways these last 2 years but we are thankful for the little miracles tha come from those struggles and obstacles. We are now just adjusting to our new life in Vegas and trying to be grateful for our every day blessings which include.....Nixon, Quin, Camden, a roof over our head, a great job, love and support from our families, and most of all each other!!!!

I'm Back!!!!

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