11.19.2013

He has been named...

Trying to name your child is probably one of the most stressful parts of pregnancy for me this far.

I feel like in naming your child you are giving him his identity.

Putting pressure on him to live up to a name.
Trying to identify a personality in him we don't know yet.

Will he love it?
Will he hate it?
What nicknames can be associated with this name?

After tossing around tons of cool names, unique names, average names, one never left my mind. It seemed to fit our boy perfectly from the beginning.

It captured who he is before we even get to know him.



We have decided to name our son Everett after my Grandy. I love that he will be named after the greatest man I have ever known and we will do everything we can to raise him in the embodiment of who his namesake was. Tristan, is Drew's middle name. I am so excited that he will share his dad's name also. As our oldest child and first son I think this is a beautiful honor.

We cannot wait to meet you sweet little Everett. You have already blessed us beyond measure!

13.5 weeks to go.

11.04.2013

Mom's story in the paper

A couple of weeks ago  I was approached by the director of the Alzheimer's Association here in Amarillo  asking if we would be willing to participate in a news article about Alzheimer's. Of course Mom jumped at the opportunity! I answered some questions via email with the reporter who then met in person with Mom, Nana, and I. The story ran in Sunday's paper as November is National Alzheimer Awareness Month. I am so proud of Mom's courage for speaking out on the disease and how it has affected her!

The story is below with the picture than ran with it...



On the floral sofa, Molly Lowe grapples for her thoughts. Her mind is scattered and hostile, prematurely deteriorating. The inability to articulate frustrates Lowe, and she begins to weep. Her hand grips a wrinkled tissue; she presses it to her face as she shakes her head.
“I know what I’m dealing with,” she manages to say. “It’s miserable. Miserable.”
Lowe, 54, of Amarillo, is one of more than 5 million people in the U.S. living with Alzheimer’s disease, a neurodegenerative disorder that damages and destroys brain cells, causing problems with memory, thinking and behavior.
No cure for the disease is known.
And yet, Lowe lives with resilience, doing what she can to inform others of the disease and raise support for ongoing research.
November marks the 30th anniversary of National Alzheimer’s Disease Awareness Month. Efforts nationwide are ongoing this month to spotlight the condition.
“Molly is such an inspiration for all of those going through the disease,” said Tracy Sommers, area director of the Amarillo chapter of the Alzheimer’s Association.
“She told me when I first met her that she was not going to let this disease get her, and she wants her voice to be heard for all of those going through this now.”
Lowe, formerly a registered nurse, was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s disease the day she turned 52 in January 2011.
When daily tasks involving numbers, writing and remembering medical terminology became an increasing struggle, Lowe sought medical attention from a specialist.
The diagnosis devastated Lowe and her family.
“I hung up the phone and cried for the years and memories I knew we would be robbed of,” said Lowe’s 27-year-old daughter, Megan Neal. “Mom was in the prime of her life. I immediately felt my world was crashing around me.”
Commonly thought to be an illness for the elderly, Alzheimer’s disease has been diagnosed in about 200,000 people in the U.S. younger than age 65, according to the Alzheimer’s Association.
Lowe, a single mother of three grown children, now lives with her 83-year-old mother and now primary caregiver, Peggy Blanton.
The disease has changed almost everything about daily life for Lowe.
“Alzheimer’s disease has no survivors,” Sommers said. “It slowly and painfully takes away a person’s identity, ability to connect with others and way of life.”
Lowe quit working immediately following the diagnosis.
“Being in a job where her actions affected the lives of others, she no longer felt capable of performing her tasks,” Neal explained. “It was too risky.”
As her health continued to worsen, familiar tasks like driving, managing finances and even using a cellphone became challenging. Eventually, Lowe became unable to communicate properly.
She was forced to withdraw herself from friends, church and other social arenas.
“Mom is very aware of what she is less and less capable of doing,” Neal said. “She gets incredibly frustrated when she sees her independence being taken from her.”
Lowe relies on family to care for her, a shift that has been difficult, Neal said.
“The tragedy of this disease is that you are forced to watch the person you love more than anything lose their ability to function and the memories they cherish and not being able to do one thing to stop it,” Neal said.
Of course, Lowe has good days: Days when she is peaceful and affectionate, laughing and joining in conversations about life’s simple joys, particularly grandchildren.
And hope remains.
Lowe and her family have become staunch champions of Alzheimer’s disease awareness and research. Because of her early diagnosis, Lowe has even had opportunities to tell her story at conventions and other events.
“It is more important than ever to become proactive in fighting this disease,” Neal said.
“Mom tries to speak to as many people as she can about her disease and challenge them to do something to help find a cure. She knows there is a lot left to live for.”
Finding a cure for Alzheimer’s disease is an ongoing effort, Sommers said, and progress is being made.
Various treatments help improve quality of life for Alzheimer’s disease patients, and many clinical trials are offered for individuals who have the disease, caregivers and volunteers.
Especially during National Alzheimer’s Awareness Month, Sommers said she encourages people to become acquainted with the disease and support efforts to cure it.
For Lowe and others with Alzheimer’s disease, the possibility of a remedy provides comfort and encouragement.
“Mom is the most courageous woman I know because every day despite the struggles she faces she gets up and carries on,” Neal said. “She confronts this disease head-on, and for that she is my hero.”

11.03.2013

Wedding Day 1

I woke up super early on the day of our wedding. All my bridesmaids were supposed to be at my room at 9 to get the long day started with hair and makeup but I wasn't expecting to be up at 5:30. I laid in bed for a bit trying to wrap my mind around the fact that it was wedding day... all the planning, all the prayers, all the hoping and stress had led to this day. I promtly got a text from Neeley, saying "I'm on my way over! Happy Wedding day!"





I threw on my leggings, sweater and uggs when she got there and we decided to go to the main building for coffee. I had a little present for Neeley and she had one for me so we sat in the library with coffee exchanging gifts. Each of us gave the other a ring, mine for her was gold multi-band wrapped ring and hers for me was a rose-gold stack able ring. We cried on the couch as we read the letters we had written one another trying to keep our composure and headaches at bay. We spent the next hour just reminiscing on the couch by the fire of our journeys and life together. There is an unbreakable, unexplainable bond between the two of us.

Eventually we made it back to the suite where my bridesmaids were starting to arrive. Tenell and Aunt Cindy came in with the bagel platters I had ordered from Whole Foods. The excitement was in the air but coffee was very needed for the early risers!



I had hired Blair, the same hair and makeup artist from Neeley's wedding to come do my hair and makeup, moms hair and makeup, and the bridesmaids makeup. Blair definitely made the day so much funner and more chill! She instantly set to work on the girls makeup. I wanted something that would show up in pictures and make the girls stand out... the look was beautiful in photos but I do think it was a bit overwhelming for some for the 8+ hours before the ceremony they were walking around with gobs of makeup on their eyes.



I honestly couldn't have asked for a smoother more relaxing morning and afternoon getting ready for the wedding. I was surrounded by the people I love most laughing, reminiscing, beautifying and snacking. I was able to sneak a peek of Drew at one time on the sidewalk. Seeing him gave me goosebumps even though he was still in his jeans and t-shirt. His nervousness was evident from the 50 yards away I watched from. Later he would tell me that "It was the longest day of his life!"

I was so blessed to have my Aunt Tammy working tirelessly on setting up the vision of reception and ceremony I had dreamt and planned for 5 months. If I hadn't had her there I honestly would have fallen apart.

Neeley and Kelsey were constant companions at my side that day. Never leaving me unless it was to help with an errand I couldn't do. Neeley was in constant panic that I would be seen by Drew or that he would see my dress or whatnot. She was the epitome of a perfect Matron of Honor. I remember trying to convince her once the boys had all left the resort for lunch that I just wanted to make sure everything was going OK setting up. She reluctantly agreed and was very ancy the whole time we were scouting things out.  Kelsey's joy and grace shone from her like the sun as she basked in the fun of getting her hair and makeup done. She was my other constant making sure I was well taken care of that day.



Drew and I were going to do a traditional exchanging of gifts pre-ceremony, mine delivered to him via Neeley and his delivered to me via Lane. My vision was that this would happen an hour or so before the ceremony when the photographers were present and nerves and excitement was high. My Fiance' had a different idea... 10:00 am Neeley comes to me having received a text from Drew he was ready to exchange gifts. I think at that moment he was already so anxious he just wanted some kind of contact with me. I told Neeley to tell him to wait till later.... 12:00 pm he has sent Lane over with the gift... go back, It's not time yet. Finally at 2:00 or so I relented to the exchange ,just as the photographers were actually getting there.



I had written Drew and sweet card telling him how anxious I was to become his wife and what he meant to me.... things I would have said at the alter had I thought I could hold it together enough but since I knew even repeating vows would be emotional I wrote it out for him. When I write cards I consider it a success only if the person cries. I was sure he would be so emotional from the day and my sweet words he would cry... NOT! He did Love Love his Bulova watch I got for him! He had pawned his other one to get money to take me out while he lived in Pampa.



Drew gave me a gold and diamond ring! It was lovely but too small so we exchanged it when we got home from our honeymoon.