Troupe turns 4!

4 years ago today I had a little bitty baby. At 11:23 after an urgent c-section I had a 2 lb bundle of joy! After 65 days in the NICU we brought our baby home.


Troupe Maddox Jackson Mills kept us on our toes from the moment he entered this world and he hasn't stopped yet.


We have had many trials with this little boy but he is worth every minute. I enjoy everyday watching him play and grow. I marvel at his accomplishments and cherish every moment.

I love you Fatty!!


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Bryson, Troupe and..?... make 3!!!

Troupe made and announcement this Easter weekend. He is excited to finally be a big brother too! Bryson is going to be a great teacher and we are excited to see the new addition this winter!

Fall into new

We are enjoying the fall weather at home. The only thing not so enjoyable is that Scott and White has not figured out the air conditioning situation yet. So everyday I am a frozen ice cube who escapes outside to defrost.

We are enjoying Friday Night Lights at Tiger field, football games in the yard, and friends.

 

We had planned a much needed trip to Florida for Thanksgiving. The trip will have to wait though because Chris has just accepted a new job at Walmart Distribution. He will start on the 18th of this month. We are very happy for him but this will be a big transition for our family. So instead of going to Florida for thanksgiving we are having Florida come to us. Or at least Grandma. We are so excited for her to get here. We hope more family is able to join her.

Update!

I thought it would be a good time to update. Bryson has been in school for a little over 3 weeks. He is doing great. WHAT a DIFFERENCE a district makes. I am so thankful to Lakewood and Belton. EVERYTHING is different. They have program, things for kids to join, spirit shirt day, bleacher creature, honor choir, room moms, and parties. WOW. A little part of me is sad it had to be so miserable so long. But I am just thankful we have this opportunity.

So far here are some of Bryson's new fun activities:
1. He is a Bleacher Creature- he runs out on the field ahead of the varsity football team at every home game.
2. He tried out and made the Honor Choir- This is a group of kids from each elementary that will practice and then perform at the High School.
3. He is going to be in a 5th grade production.
4. He had a fabulous first progress report.

I could go on and on. I can not say enough how awesome school is going and how much this has changed out lives.

Troupe is a mess. He is growing and frankly getting a little two grown for momma and daddy. He is pretty attached to me lately. He is sleeping in his big boy bed and trying to get potty trained but it is hard. He loves to sing and has picked up a new obsession with the guitar. He is also really getting the hang of football and baseball. We have a lot to look forward to with this one. I can't wait.

Chris and I are doing great. Chris is playing softball again this fall and we are having fun going to games. I am starting to really get a feel what being the only girl in a house of very active boys is going to mean in my life. I love that they are so different. I can tell you after sitting through a million baseball games I am excited for Bryson to take after mom a little this fall and lets do some choir stuff. I know Papa is smiling in heaven. How proud would he be to see the next generation grow up singing. I can't wait.

Quick update

This week didn't go as planned. Chris came down very sick a weekago and bas basically been in bed since. Yesterday we made our 3rd trip to the Doctor. We went to the ER because we wanted answers adn treatment now. After tests we found out poor Chris has pneumonia. He received 2 bags of IV fluids and 2 bags of antibiotic fluids. Thankfully he is starting to finally recover. This makes me very thankful for our families health. This week has pretty much been me and the boys. I have missed my helping husband terribly. Last night we got to spend a few minutes alone in the lving room talking and I was so happy to have him back.

We are heading to San Antonio tomorrow. We are very excited. I pray that Chris continues to improve and is able to share some time with us.

The Beginning of the End (of elementary school that is)

New School

Today marks the beginning of the last year of Elementary school for Bryson. As we drove to his new school today for the start of his 5th grade year I felt a little teary. Then I thought, this is silly, it is just 5th grade. I think I am just nervous for Bryson to go off and start a new school. This has been a long time coming. We have talked and talked about it but I know he was a little nervous this morning. I want him to have a good day and a fun day but I know what the first day in a new school is like. It is hard. I just wish I could check in on him. Wouldn’t it be great if they had cameras in the classroom and you could spy online? I would be on that all day.

You will notice he is going to Lakewood. Previously everything had been about Pirtle. Well Thursday I got a call from someone at Pirtle saying sorry but we are over crowded and you will need to take your son to Lakewood. I was not happy and knew Bryson would be upset. Not that there is anything wrong with Lakewood. It is great. Julie went there. But we were all set and ready to buy the Tshirts for Pirtle. Bryson took the news as well as could be expected. He cried for about 30 minutes. But I assured him it was all ok and that night we would go meet the teacher and everything would work out. So sure enough we went to meet the teacher and the attitude changes. Everything was ok. Plus we bought out all the Lakewood Tshirts. So now we are dressed for success!!!!

Yesterday we were at Target buying the final school supplies. I felt like we got a sign that Lakewood was where we were supposed to be. I pulled out the old worn list that I had picked up a few weeks earlier for school supplies. When I opened it I saw that the list I had picked up weeks earlier was actually for Lakewood. I had picked up the wrong one before. I showed Bryson and said see this is where you were supposed to go all along. Everything will be ok.

This morning Bryson said his stomach hurt and I assured him it was just nerves. We got up early and had breakfast. Chris tried to be a part but he is still fighting an illness. We loaded up and made the 17 minute drive to Lakewood (I timed it). When he was getting out I saw the nerves on his face but I said you will have a good day. He goes to BCYC after school and I will be anxious to pick him up. My little boy is growing up so fast.

This Friday we head to San Antonio to watch the Tigers play in the Alamo dome. We are so excited. I am sure a post will come soon about that.

I hope everyone has a wonderful school year. I know we will.

Telling Bubba Bye!

Bryson turns 10!

Ten years ago I was young, nervous, excited, and scared. I was having a baby boy 6 weeks too early. I went from a routine doctor visit, to bed rest, to the hospital, to induction in a matter of 24 hours. Then the 43 hour standoff for my first son to come into the world began.

At 7:20 on 8/20 Bryson Riley Trimmier Mills was born. He weighed a whopping 4lbs 9ozs. He was delivered and taken immediately to the NICU and thus began the hardest 2 weeks of my life. He was sweet and gentle from the beginning. A little mischievous and a lot cuddly. I remember going to see him for the first time and being overwhelmed by all the gadgets attached to his little body. He was under what looked like a cake lid that provided him oxygen and there were many cords attached with all kinds of irritating bells and whistles. Looking back his NICU stay was a virtual cake walk compared to what we could do 7 years later when his baby brother was born but at the time it was hard. I remember going home without my first born and crying the whole way there. I went home with just enough time to put stuff down and wanted to immediately go back.

Now he is turning 10, and three days later will start his last year of elementary school. The other night when I thought about writing this post I started to look for the pictures from his birth. I couldn't locate the photo album and that started an hour long meltdown of tears. I wanted to see the pictures, I wanted to remember that tiny little boy. I found them and stared and ooooed and ahhhed. Then was a little sad because I no longer had a baby.

Bryson is still the same boy. Sweet, sensitive, a little mischievous,and still cuddly. Honestly that is how I want him to stay. He is also smart, funny,and the best big brother ever. It is hard to watch your kids grow up. You want them to be little forever. But now my goals for him must change. I want him to be a kind and grateful man one day. So I will tell my baby happy birthday and let him grow up and hope that we can be the example of what we want him to become. I love you Bryson!