November? Where'd you go?
I feel like I just wrote that Trick-or-Treat entry...how on earth is it three weeks later, already?
Well, I suppose we've had a very full month already.
The first weekend of November, the Seattle Halls hopped (two) planes and zipped over to visit the Santa Fe Halls. Originally, Charles and Bella were going to go on their own while I stayed back to work, but I managed to get some (well-deserved) time off. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get on their flights either way; so, between the three (four) of us, we took four planes each way! Yikes! After all the craziness at work, I must admit I was glad to have some quiet time to read and sleep on my flights.
I should also point out that I traveled with a carry on suitcase and the only - the only - person to offer to help me put my luggage up was a former Marine (should've figured it would be a military boy). I had no problem doing it, but still... where's the kindness?
We had a GREAT time in NM with the Halls! We missed the Swansons by hours as they were off on their own adventure to the UAE. Rodger & Barb's new home is stunning, spacious, and comfortable! We enjoyed our time there as we spent time watching Bella with her grandparents, exploring the Natural History Museum with Bella's cousin Abbie, seeing Elisa, David, and Jacob. We managed to squeeze in a surprise breakfast with Aunt Wardie and Bella's Great-Grandma! She was shocked to see us! It was a great, relaxing, long weekend!
Surprising Aunt Wardie & Great Grandma at Breakfast
Sharing a DCCF @ Starbucks with my favorite girl
At the museum with Barnana, Grandpa Hall, and Abbie

Of course, a trip to New Mexico wouldn't be complete without off-roading with Daddy in Grandpa's Jeep
On my last plane to Seattle was where the kind Marine took care of my luggage. He hesitatingly asked when I was due... I told him not until New Year's Eve. Then he proceeded to reassure me that if I were to go in labor, he did deliver a baby in the back of the car during one of his deployments in Iraq... Phew! Good to know...
So, no in flight delivery...
Three more LONG days of work during which I was in the middle of executing my departments first competency and skills week. (I've never told you about my new job...I'll get to that...) Anyway, I am quite proud to have proposed, planned, initiated, coordinated, and taught our first, ever, competency and skills week. The days were long but fulfilling and the feedback was great.
Then, on Thursday I decided to live on the wild side and take another trip to San Fransisco for work! My doctor's official advise was to stay grounded, but I couldn't miss this opportunity for face time with all the hospital's leadership and my boss. And, really, how often does a nurse get to go on business trips?! I was really looking forward to a quiet night in a king size bed with my kindle! The trip was fast & furious, packed full of conferences and on-site visits, though we did kick it off with a trip to the mall to kill time before the hosting group was expecting us. Can we say,
exhausting? Looking back, going was probably a mistake as far as going in my 33rd week of pregnancy...I was tired and it was hard to keep up with all the activity. Not to mention I was really uncomfortable on the plane this time.
So, I flew home on Friday night and Charles, Bella, and Jake picked me up on the airport. From there we drove towards Portland, OR with the intention of checking out OSU and U of Oregon for Jake (he's looking at schools though he's pretty set on going to UW). I was pretty exhausted and uncomfortable from the flight, so we didn't make it all the way down. We ended up staying in some small city Quality Inn. The next morning we continued our journey to OSU where - "coincidentally" - the Cougs were playing! We caught the game and had a great time despite the drizzling rain! The COUGS WON!
After the game we headed down to Eugene to U of O where we stayed for the night. We'd been promising Bella some time in the pool, so after dinner, Charles, Bella and I went down to the pool. I wasn't about to get into a whale of a swim suit, so I sat pool side as Bella and Charles got into the ice cold (but indoor) pool.
We weren't there but 15 minutes when we encountered probably the scariest minutes of our parenting lives. (The stitching incident was the
hardest, but this was the scariest...)
Bella got out of the pool and took a few steps in my direction (I was only, like, 4 feet away from the pools edge) when she slipped and her feet went out from under her. She landed on her back and it didn't seem like she hit her head that hard. Of course I grabbed her and picked her up when I realized something wasn't right...she hadn't made a noise...she wasn't breathing...she
couldn't breathe... her face was contorted as she struggled to get air...
In just seconds Charles was out and holding her as we witnessed her fade in and out of consciousness...her eyes rolled back and her body became limp...Charles was talking to her, begging her to stay awake and answer... I frantically covered them up with towels to keep her/them warm...I called the front desk to call 911...then called Jake to bring down Charles' clothes...
Bella, stay awake...Bella, wake up...In what seemed like an eternity later (but was only probably a minute), Bella slowly, sleepily started answering - mumbling - slurring - answers. Her enunciation slowly improved. Eventually she was able to count to ten, tell us when her birthday was, sing her ABC's...
We called off 911...
That night we kept her awake asking her questions every few minutes to make sure she wasn't more affected by the head injury. She remained groggy, but gave us no cause for concern for the rest of the night.
Seriously - I'm going to bubble wrap this kid.
Sunday we drove back home after walking around U of Oregon and then hanging out in Portland a bit. Then Charles and I launched into another hectic week at work. Our hospital had an unannounced visit from The Joint Commission which put the hospital into a frenzy - it's the regulatory body that could shut a hospital down.... they left today (Thursday), so I'm quite relieved.
For the remainder of the pregnancy we've vowed to stay put and relax, get ready for baby, and spend the last few weeks as a family of three quietly... after our Thanksgiving dinner for 30 next week, that is.