Monday, July 24, 2017

Iyla Frances... her name and her story.

It's been years since of written anything on my blog. Mostly because life got very busy and I started using instagram more because... it's instant lol. This takes a little more time, but now that I have a new wee one, I'm going to want to document some things like I did with the others. In fact, this blog is where I went to read back and look at photos from when the other three were teeny tiny fresh babes. I'm so glad I took the time to put some of those posts together to look back on now. It's made me realize how valuable those posts really are now that I can look back. On that note, I want to introduce the world to my sweet baby girl, Iyla Frances Smart. Her name was something we went back and forth on for a WHILE. I don't think either one of us was ready to commit to anything until we saw her face to face. Now that she's here, I think it's the perfect fit and we couldn't be happier with it. Iyla is typically spelled "Isla", but in greek it is spelled "Iyla" and it means bright one/shining one. Frances comes from my Papa (Francis Elwood Murphy), who went to be with the Lord a few years ago. Frances means, free one. Her Papa will never get to kiss her sweet cheeks or hold her or watch her grow, so I love the thought that she will always carry a piece of such a wonderful and honorable man in a special way. I hope he knows his legacy will be carried on.

6lb 9oz, 19.5 inches long (7:17am 7/9/2017)



Now let's talk about Iyla's arrival! We moved into our townhouse July 2nd, did a lot of painting, and trying to settle in before baby. At about 12:30am on July 9th, I started timing my contractions and we eventually headed to the hospital and officially checked into triage at 3am with me being dialated to 6cm. That's a first for me for sure. I've never been that far along, but was pleasantly surprised! Probably helps that I was 3cm last time I was checked at my doctors appt. Anyways, I jammed out to music, bounced on a ball, had a wireless monitor on, and no IV. All at my request. Shady Grove and my doctor were awesome and were super supportive of me wanting to labor and deliver without being hooked up to a bunch of wires and stuck to a bed. It was the best experience I've ever had. I could manage my pain so much better being able to walk, bounce, and move however I felt. Before I knew it, I was 9cm and my water still hadn't broken. Right after 7am they broke my water and I had baby girl at 7:17! She was immediately placed on my chest, crying and beautiful. As soon as I started talking to her and wrapped my arms around her tiny little body, she completely calmed down. It was such a dreamy high of a moment that is hard to describe. She was here, and mine, and healthy and perfect. These pics are not super flattering by any stretch, but the moments are priceless and I don't want to forget them.










The kids meeting her for the first time...



Iyla and daddy

one whole day old!

heading home (july 10th)


My due date was officially July 12th, though my first sonogram put me at July 9th, they decided to never change it bc it was close enough to the 12th. It was exactly 3 years ago to the day that I had my double mastectomy. Crazy to think that that very hard and painful day is now replaced with the birth of my baby girl and probably right around the same time too. I'm so grateful that God planned things the way He did. I'm grateful for an addition I never asked for or imagined... for a baby that eats and sleeps like a champ and is adored by her siblings. She's only been here 2 weeks and she's already brought the 5 of us so much joy!

Here's some of my favorite photos (below) from the past two weeks of having her in our lives. Some things I want to remember about her... her hands are almost always open. I've never seen a newborn that didn't have their little hands balled up in fists most of the time. I love that she loves her hands. It's almost like she talks with them already even though she doesn't talk. She'll lay them daintily over her chest while she eats, or have one up near her face. When she's swaddled she prefers to make a way for her hands to get out and seems more comfortable that way (a lot like her oder sister). When you talk to her she's very alert and still like she's taking everything you're saying in. She tries to hold her little head up when I put her over my shoulder. She's smiled and even laughed in her sleep which has been so entertaining :)  Nyah has been a HUGE help around the house and with the baby. She's been doing laundry, dishes, feeding the baby, holding her when she fusses... it's been so cool to see her jump in and enjoy helping. The boys have also been super attentive and sweet with her. They constantly ask to hold her, enjoy loving on her, giving her a binky when she cries, and sing and talk to her. I had no idea they'd be so "into" her! It's really blessed me in a huge way to see the kids unite and help out and love it. Iyla clearly has them all wrapped around her little finger already! She's a quiet and happy baby. Unless she is hungry! The girl has upped her feeding about and frequency since she's been home a bit more than what's typically recommended which cracks me up bc she's so teeny tiny! She loves to be touched and caressed and held close. She's a little lover. When she's awake she likes to exercise and move all her limbs around, kicking and flailing. When she eats she makes little squeeky noises like a little drama queen who can't slow down and may drown in milk.  She rarely spits up which is new for me. I feel like the other three especially nyah and kylan were really good at spitting up. It's been so different having a baby, help from the other kids, and no toddler running around. It's been a completely different experience. One that I've enjoyed more than I imagined. God is good. Things are not perfect around here. Our house is still an unorganized mess from moving a week before she arrived, Neil had to go back to work the day after we arrived home from the hospital, but friends have been amazing, bringing meals, gifts, helping drive Nyah to dance so she can get back to some kind of normal without me dragging a newborn out constantly, and the kids have been enjoying her though they have been cooped up from time to time because of the heat. I feel very blessed over all. For a smooth labor and delivery, a healthy baby, and a smooth transition into life with 4 kids. The next big adventure has officially begun!


big brothers love

big sister love

chocolate chip pancakes!

I think they love her

hanging outside and feeling nice and warm

our first outing as a family

barber shop hangs and deep thoughts 

introducing her to her very own room 

Iyla with her slumber sloth

getting some love from Kylan

my four <3 td="">

two weeks old!
my bookends <3 td="">

my whole world


Tuesday, February 04, 2014

World Cancer Day

I'll be jumping around a little bit because there's a lot I haven't posted yet from the past couple months, BUT this is something that deserves an interruption and me putting some other things on the side to address.

Today is World Cancer Day. Not something you think happy thoughts about or get all giddy and excited about, but there's a few reasons why this day is so important. 1 in every 3 people will be diagnosed with cancer at some point in their life. The amount of people that suffer and die from cancer is just gut wrenching. There's many more statistics that you should know, but also myths that are swarming around the general population that need to be debunked! World Cancer Day is here to bring awareness, to bring people together, to educate people on cancer, to honor those that have lost the fight and those that, by God's grace have survived, it's also (maybe most importantly) to promote prevention.

I've been wondering when, how, or even IF I should share this, but in the spirit of maybe it could save a life I'm going to make myself vulnerable here. I didn't know a lot. Most people don't. But I'm going to share with you something extremely personal, hoping maybe it could help someone else. I'll try and keep this as short and to the point as possible...

This past summer (august I think) My mom called me in tears telling me that she tested positive for BRCA2. Yup, I was pretty clueless. I had no idea what that meant and honestly didn't remember her telling me she was going to be tested for anything and this was clearly serious. She insisted that I get tested right away so I did a week later. It takes a while to get the results back and while we waited my sister was getting married and my Mom's dad (Papa) was suffering and losing his battle with cancer (mesothelioma). My family is very close. My Nena and Papa (moms parents) were living at my parents house as my Papa's battle was halting his life. So our lives were wrapped up in other things and before I knew it, on October 7th I received the call, that I too was BRCA2 positive.

So I'll stop here and explain. What is BRCA2?
BRCA1 and BRCA2 are human genes that produce tumor suppressor proteins. These proteins help repair damaged DNA and, therefore, play a role in ensuring the stability of the cell’s genetic material. When either of these genes is mutated, or altered, such that its protein product is not made or does not function correctly, DNA damage may not be repaired properly. As a result, cells are more likely to develop additional genetic alterations that can lead to cancer.
Specific inherited mutations in BRCA1 and BRCA2 increase the risk of female breast and ovarian cancers, and they have been associated with increased risks of several additional types of cancer.  Breast cancers associated with BRCA1 and BRCA2 mutations tend to develop at younger ages than sporadic breast cancers.

12% of women will one day get breast cancer by the time they are 70. That risk increases to 45% automatically for anyone who tests + for the BRCA2 mutation. That percent goes up even further if there is a history of breast cancer in the family on either the father or mothers side. in nearly half of families with multiple cases of breast cancer and in up to 90 percent of families with both breast and ovarian cancer, their disease is caused by harmful mutations in BRCA1 or BRCA2.

Earlier this past summer my mom received an email and phone calls from her out of state family telling her of a couple of them that had recently been diagnosed with breast cancer and the BRCA2 genetic mutation. So they told my mom to get tested as this was clearly genetic and they were concerned for my mom. She wasn't expecting to test positive at all. Neither was I. But when it comes to cancer, prevention is key. Its hard to explain this or have it affect someone who's never seen a loved one suffer from it... and lose the battle. You can fight and fight but so many cancers are just too hard to get rid of once they take claim on your body. I don't know a lot about cancers across the board, but I will say this... If you have a history of breast cancer in your family, ask if any of them were tested for the genetic mutation. A long time ago they didn't do this. But now, if you get breast cancer they automatically test to see if its genetic. If someone tested positive, please consider getting tested!! There ARE things that you can do to avoid breast cancer and try and stay ahead.

My mom decided to have a double mastectomy (November) and is still in the process of that. She's 50 and just lost her dad, so it was a no brainer for her. We thank God every day that she was found to be cancer free so she is no longer considered "high risk" for breast cancer now that shes had this surgery. After much thought, prayer, and research I'll be doing the same. I'm 30, done having kids, and don't want to live under this cloud of waiting to hear bad news. That's my choice, but its not the only one. There are other things you can do to actively work at preventing breast cancer. Mammograms, MRI's, and even a chemo type pill that could take the high percentage down a bit. These just didn't seem right for me for many reasons. A double mastectomy is going to greatly interrupt my life for a long time, put me in a position to need a lot of care and help with the kids, and is going to bring a possibility of many complications along the way, but I have the most peace about this option than anything else. I want to feel like I've done all I can to stick around for my kids and Neil. Time is precious, we only get one body, one chance, and I don't want to have any regrets later in life. In the beginning I was upset that I tested positive, more upset that I knew the truth. But now after a few months of time to let things sink in and be there for my mom, I realize it's a blessing. This life is going to hurt, we are going to suffer, but I'd rather suffer this way, then leave myself more vulnerable to suffering from cancer. I'm not saying I'm convinced I wont ever get cancer after surgery, I'm aware that my risk becomes that of the normal population (12%), and there's many other cancers out there, but I'll have better peace of mind knowing that I'm doing all I possibly can knowing I'm at high risk!

I'm open to discussing it with anyone who has questions, but I'd greatly encourage you to do your research. I didn't even know there was a history of breast cancer in our family! Generally speaking, there are things we can do to try and keep cancer at bay or catch it as early as possible to give ourselves a fighting chance. Today, look into your family history and research what you can do to prevent these types of cancers. Medicine is constantly coming up new and improved ways. Really hope this was helpful as that was my ultimate motivation. I'm not sure how much more I'll be sharing on here (this is still a little awkward for me if I'm to be completely honest) but like I said, I'm open to questions if you want to comment here, facebook message me, or email me :)

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Ryder's Christmas Program


just a couple boys and their treats


After we dropped Nyah off at school, the boys and I headed for a little pre-show treat at starbucks :) We like to get all sugared up before participating or observing a performance haha. Their favorite thing to do is find their own table while I order so they can pretend like they are little adults all on their own (crazy right??). I swear they just grow up way too fast!



snowman cookie and chocolate milk

From there we headed to Ryder's preschool, found our seats, and waited for the show to begin! Ryder was surprised to find out that he got to be one of the three wise men. Mrs Christa is very aware that Ryders favorite color is green so she was sweet enough to save the green cape for him :) He did such a great job and all the kids really had fun performing all the songs they'd been practicing.


Ryder walking out with his class and Mrs Christa on the right


singing around the manger


watching with Nena


oh my goodness here comes SANTA!!!


"HI SANTA!"


Mom mom and Ryder


Nena and the boys


loved watching Ryder sing


man they're getting big


Kylan wouldn't sit with Santa, but Ryder had no problem sharing his wishlist with him haha


refreshments afterwards with someone special
These two have been two peas in a pod this year! She is sweet as pie, outgoing, and claims Ryder anytime they stand in line, play house (according to Mrs Christa she loves to cook for him), or sit in a circle. The feeling is mutual. I've been hearing for a few weeks now how much he adores this little girl. He tells us all that he's going to marry her one day. He's not her boyfriend and has never said she's his girlfriend, but tells us that he's picked the girl he wants to marry and doesnt understand why he even has to wait till he's a adult :) These two pretty much melt their parents' hearts to puddles. I watched him serve her cookies after the show and she saved him a seat and called to him from accross the room to come and sit with her. I cant imagine him ever saying "no".  When I ask him why he likes her so much he says, "um cuz she just looks so pretty every day when I see her at school, and she is sweet and she's my buddy. She always sits next me." Gah.. too much!

The infamous Sierra!

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Winter Fun

It may not technically be winter yet, but lets be real, the is the 2nd time it has snowed here and we've already used up half of our school closing allotment so I'm pretty sure we are just gonna call this tail end of fall, winter. We aren't big fans of the cold weather but when it snows (especially around Christmas time) it just makes everything so magical!

First big snow of 2013...

"snowy" they built him with the neighbors kids


snow angels

in awe

very proud of his gingerbread house!


Christmas tree hunting...

Every year since before the kids were born, we've been going Gaver Tree Farm to pick out the perfect tree to chop! Neil and I went for the first time in 2004 just a few months after getting married and right after finding out we were expecting :) So needless to say this is one of those traditions that isn't going anywhere and one that we have many fond memories of.  This was our 9th year in a row as a family and we plan on doing it many more times!

the one!




helping haul

my 8 year old?! nuts

giddy up cow

my 5 yr old turkey ;)

they're obsessed with this pirate ship!

my 2 yr old little

Gaver has the best home made donuts and hot chocolate!


sharing with Daddy

family pic in front of our tree!