Third of Eight

Happy Happy Birthday Leslie, dear

Happy days will come to you all year

If I had a wish then it would be...

A Happy Happy Birthday to you from me;)

Just thought you might like to know...

Twenty-six years ago today Leslie was born at Long Beach Memorial Medical Center at 0110 in the morning. I went into labor around 2100 on January 11th. I called for Grandma W to come and sit with Michelle, Danny, David, and Kimberley. You see, Leslie was due on January 1st and it was the night of January 11th. There was no doubt in my mind that she was on her way. Of course, in those days, we didn't have the luxury of knowing weather this baby was going to be a girl or a boy. I knew that she was going to be a girl, however, from the time Kimmie was just a couple of weeks old. I also knew what her name would be.

I left for the hospital around 2130, arriving there at 2200.

After the hospital staff got me settled the called for the Anesthesiologist. He came in and gave me my epidural and left, letting me know that he would be back in about thirty minutes to check on me. Well, the thirty minutes passed and when he returned, and asked how things were going and if I was still feeling the contractions, I told him that I was feeling the contractions, but that I was numb from the knees down. After checking with Dr. Pillsbury they decided that I was too far along to give me any more medication and have it do me any good, so of to the delivery room we went. By now it was about 0030. Just forty minutes later I had my fifth child...a healthy baby girl with tons of dark hair and a short little forehead. She reminded me a lot of Danny when he was born.

Leslie Ann Wurtz was 8# 3oz, like her brothers, but was only 19" long.

Through it all, Dan was trying to video tape the whole event and I remember him making the comment that it was a good thing that what he was seeing, from behind the camera, was black and white, not color. The doctor asked him why...well, had he been seeing color, he probably would have passed out...doesn't do well in those situations.

When it came time to name this new little girl, Dan came up with the name Susan. I asked him where he got that name and he said that Michelle had been playing with one of her dolls the night before and he heard her call the doll Susan. As I mentioned before, I already knew what her name was going to be and had known for close to 2 years, and besides, Susan was never even a consideration for me.

As for the spelling of her name...I wanted to spell Leslie with an e-y at the end, but Dan didn't want to and so because her name was going to be Leslie Ann, no matter how her first name was spelled, I gave into him. The reason I wanted e-y was because it was a little different that the usual spelling.

We came home from the hospital on Thursday morning, again staying an extra day. Knowing that I had 4 other very young children at home, I figured I deserved an extra day of rest. Well, that extra day in the hospital just about drove me nuts. There was nothing to do there except lay on the bed and watch TV. I was ready to go home and be with my other children, whom I was starting to miss, a lot;)

When we got home, Michelle was so happy to see her new little baby sister. She got to stay home from school that day, because it was a special day. She wanted to hold Leslie and so I told her that she had to sit on the couch. Before I knew it, all four of my other children were sitting on the couch waiting for a turn to hold the newest member of our family.

Leslie was a very easy baby to take care of and just as happy as can be.

I was grateful that she had come to live with us and be a very important part of our family.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LESLIE

I hope that you have had a wonderful birthday. I love you;)

The First of Eight

This month is such a special one, it's birthday time for you...
We'd really like to celebrate this happy day with you
Zip-it-dee-a and Hi-dee-ho there's something we can do...
We'll sing a song that we all know...
Happy Birthday to you;)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

DANNY

Just thought you might like to know...

Thirty-two years ago today Michelle and I spent the day in our Conquista house cleaning and making all kinds of preparations to move into our first home. We were there from about nine in the morning until six that Monday night. After a day cleaning, aka transition, we went home to our apartment in Stanton. I made dinner for us and then we took a bath. I felt fine until after we got out of the tub. I felt my first contraction at 1930. I got dressed, got Michelle in her jammies and grabbed her bag and mine and headed to Grandma and Grandpa McCleary's house. It was about 2030 when we got there. Grandma opened the door, grabbed Grandpa's jacket, threw it at him and said, "we have to take Karen to the hospital." I told them to relax, that we were there, "just in case." You see, I was three days overdue and I wanted to watch the end of Little House on the Prairie.

At 2100 the show ended and I said, "OK, let's go." Uncle Gordon was the designated baby-sitter. He loved having Michelle over. They always had a good time together. Anyway, Grandma, Grandpa, and I got in the car and we headed to Long Beach Memorial. Grandpa drove down Spring Street instead of taking the freeway. A straighter shot to be sure, but although I didn't say anything...didn't want to be a backseat driver, literally, I was wishing, by now, that he had taken the freeway, but I just practiced my breathing. We got to the hospital at 2130 and...my first son was born at 2210...with no drugs, I might add;)

He weighed in at 8# 3 ozs and 20.5".

We stayed in the hospital until Thursday. Dr. Wells said that we could go home on Wednesday morning, but with the planned move into our new home, on the following Saturday, I wanted one more day of rest.

Thursday morning came and we were discharged. The lady that pushed our wheel chair out to the car let go of us when we were on a downhill sidewalk, because she didn't want to be in any pictures that were being taken. There we were, Danny and I rolling uncontrolled down the sidewalk..........aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We were headed for the curb and the parking lot! I had to use my Fred Flintstone Brakes to keep my brand new son and me from becoming victims of a runaway wheel chair and impending road rash.

Well, we made it home safely and that night Danny slept beside me. The crib had been taken over to our new home by Gordon and Rex, in one of the many loads of things they moved over to the house for us, while I was in the hospital. It was to be set up in our new home. He slept fine, as did Michelle, and Dan. I, on the other hand, did not. I didn't want to roll over on my new son and smother him, so I just cat napped that night. Friday we (I) packed more, made the necessary calls to turn off the power and water.

When Friday night rolled around I had found a large, empty cardboard box that I lined with blankets. I put it on my dresser and that is where Danny spent his second night at "home".

Saturday was moving day...I had left my car at Grandma and Grandpa's on Monday night

and so Gordon and Rex continued to load it with boxes and move them for us. Other family and friends came and helped with the furniture and by Saturday night our apartment #15 on Cerritos Ave. in Stanton, CA was empty... except for Danny and me. It was getting dark and with the electricity being disconnected there was no light in the apartment. I sat on the floor in the living room, of our apartment, holding my five day old baby boy, in the dark.

Dan finally came and got us and we were off to our new house at 2001 Conquista Ave. in Long Beach, CA.

We ordered pizza that night (don't people know that a nursing mother shouldn't eat spicy food) and everyone, yes, including me enjoyed it.

While we were eating there was a knock at the front door.

We answered it, and it was none other than Long Beach's Finest...yes, the police were, "just checking." You see, our house had been a rental and had been empty for awhile. I guess the neighbors were just making sure that we were supposed to be there.

BTW, no one ever fessed up to forgetting about leaving Danny and me at the apartment, but we sat in the dark for a couple of hours.

That Saturday was also the day that Gordon's MGB was stolen, but that's another story.

Sunday, we attended Long Beach Third Ward for the first time with our little family of four; Dan, Michelle, Danny, and me. Danny was the newest member of the ward.

And Danny, that was your first week of life.

I love you and hope your birthday was a good one, although I know that you probably worked.

Let It Snow...

As if we could do anything about it... The weather man said, tonight, that we have had 13" of snow since yesterday. It's been snowing since noon yesterday. Lots of white stuff all around and here's what it looks like...

..............wait.........is that my car under there????????????

.......a shot of Dave's car.....

Good thing he didn't have to work today

...and a shot of the front of the house...

As you can see, it was snowing when I took this picture...

Anyone want to come visit??? Only requirement is that you bring a snow shovel. Sound like fun??? It's really not so bad.

It's supposed to continue to snow through tonight and into tomorrow morning and then we're supposed to get a short break before Thursday's storm rolls in.

Back soon.........

It's Been A Very Long Time...

OK...so I know that it's been a very long time since I've left a post here. I am going to try to do better this year.

As you know, January is a month loaded with birthdays for our family. Last year I stopped leaving reminders for each month's birthdays. Some of you would like me to go back to that, so I think that, if I remember, I will do just one reminder with all of the birthdays for that given month.

So, for January...10th Danny; 11th me; 12th Leslie; 16th Kathy (Reid's), and Lindsey; 18th Payseli; 22nd Bryson; and 25th Reid Patrick. Hope this helps;)

Here are a few shots of what things have looked like around here over the past few weeks...

This picture was taken at work after the first big storm of the season...We've got more snow from a storm that hit today...probably about 6" here...I'll get some pictures of it in the morning and share them with you later.

Sorry about this one being sideways...you don't get the full effect because of it...but check out those icicles...............I wouldn't want to be standing under them if they fell.............

This picture was also taken at work. The red was beautiful with all of the white that was around and the tree really stood out.

I hope that you are all keeping nice and, as we like to say, roasty toasty (thanks M) and that if you did set any goals for the New Year that they will come to fruition.

Happy New Year to all;)