Quarantine during the Covid 19 pandemic looked as it looked for most of middle-class America – cleaning, deep cleaning, more cleaning, drinking, baking, tinkering, and many pictures of my pets as I worked from home. I’m just here to share some of the photos from time spent at home over the last few years. Xoxo.
Two months down. In that time you’ve traveled the country, twice over. You’ve said goodbye to your first home, and hello to a temporary one while we wait for your new home to be ready. I hope you love Montana as much as I do Rost.
My dear, sweet boy. A month has already gone by and I cannot begin to describe what this month has been like. I hope that someday I will have the words to tell you all about this time, but for now, please accept this photo diary in their absence.
No one ever mentioned it… In the whole nine months it took to create this beautiful little human, not one person said, “You’re about to meet someone entirely new, and it’s not going to be your baby, it’s going to be you.”
Brian & I left the hospital a few days after Rost entered the world. We were both grateful to see my parents – both retired – waiting for us in our kitchen when we walked in from the garage. My mom is a retired pediatric nurse, so her presence was greatly appreciated because no amount of hours preparing for Rost’s arrival would come close to what we needed to get through our first week as a family of 3. We’ve survived week one thanks to the assistance of those who have traveled this path before us, so without further ado, please allow me to overflow your eyes with pictures of Rost from his first week on planet earth.
I’d like to introduce you to the newest member of my family. Player 3 entered the world via c-section at 4:22 pm after 17 hours of labor and 2 1/2 hours of active pushing.
10 lbs 5.6 oz. 21 1/4 inches long
Mom, dad, and babe are all happy and healthy after preliminary checks.
Welcome, Rost Wilder Bennett. I could not be happier to be your momma.
Brian’s brother tied the knot to his longtime love Jaiden this past week in a beautiful ceremony close to their home in Bismark, ND.
Brian & I flew into Montana to spend a few much-needed vacation days with his parents before making the drive to Bismark.
We spent a few fun days exploring Jesse’s new-ish stomping grounds & getting to know Jaiden’s family. Another beautiful wedding in the books.
About a month ago, Beerus began suddenly limping one evening.
A trip to the emergency vet yielded no results, but his follow-up trip to ABQ Cat Clinic revealed avascular necrosis of his left hip. Beerus has suffered no trauma and isn’t a chronic alcoholic (that I’m aware of), so we’re no sure what caused the bone to die.
Fast forward to a few days ago where Beerus underwent FHO surgery on that left hip, where his surgeon removed the entire ball joint of his left hip.
Over the next few weeks to months, Beerus will develop a false joint entirely our of scar tissue and muscle. When he’s fully healed, he will have full motion back in his left leg without the crippling pain.
For the next few weeks, Beerus is quarantined in the master closet, having to endure the full humiliation of the cone of shame.
My wonderful niece & Seester flew to ABQ to spend Thanksgiving with me. We took the opportunity for sightseeing, a reason to visit new states (Colorado, NM, Arizona, & Utah for them), and a great chance to spend Thanksgiving together.
Not sure how time’s flown by so quickly, but today we’re celebrating Yago & Beerus’ first Gotcha Day. We had only been looking for a new cat. While Brian was at The Academy, I had been living out of a suitcase primarily at my Seesters house. Bucket really seemed to enjoy having another cat around, so we began searching for a new feline companion once we’d bought a house.
Somehow this quest for a new feline companion turned into the adoption of this giant lug:
And this mouser on the exact same day (from different shelters).
It’s been an interesting year in a new home with the addition of these big personalities, but I couldn’t be happier about our growing family. Kratos is still not entirely sure about this new living situation tho. He thought surely Yago would have gone home by now.
Brian & I packed up Kratos in the Tacoma and drove north to spend a week in Montana with family and friends. We drove through the night to our friend’s house in Florence, MT for a quick visit which included a visit with the neighbors new baby.
As we drove through Missoula we stopped to spread Bosco’s ashes. It’s been a long overdue process and I needed to say goodbye to one of my closest friends fully. We also stopped at The Garden of 1,000 Buddha’s for a prayer and to drop a token of my boy.
Finally, we made our destination for a week of hiking and camping. This was definitely a much-needed trip in on of my favorite places on earth.
