Chapter 3: wipeout?

Okay, back to the story (even though Trev pretty much gave away the ending- (me shaking my head)).

So, I was bummed since it was confirmed that indeed Trevor was a player. I had a lot of fun with him on our first date. Oh well, I'm sure he has moved on to the next girl so I might as well move on too.

To my surprise the day after our date he called. We talked and he was so funny and genuine (I found out years later that he used to write a list of things to talk about on the phone with me so there wouldn't be any awkward silences... cute).

He asked me to go boating with his family and said, "basically I'm just trying to come up with an excuse to take you out again". He was so honest and it was so endearing... Maybe I was wrong about him.


Okay, meeting his WHOLE family (including grandparents and 2nd cousins-once-removed ;0) in my swimming suit no less was not my idea of a comfortable 2nd date but I was curious about this guy so I agreed.


We walked on the beach and chatted while we waited for the boat to come get us. The boat came and they had us jump on the tubes first. I had never been tubing before and I'm not a great swimmer so I was nervous. His dad was driving the boat and it was full of members of Trevor's family who were all watching me curiously as the boat picked up speed. He was going fast, really fast and then he started turning and swerving and things got crazy.


I was TERRIFIED. I remember my hands were griped so tightly on the handles of the tube that they stung and my heart was beating in hyper speed. I turned and looked at Trevor who was bouncing and smiling and I tried to smile and pretend like this was actually fun... I couldn't have been convincing... I'm a terrible actor. Everyone was still watching and smiling and giggling from the boat and the water was spraying in my face but I was trying not to choke and spit and I was too afraid to let go of one hand to wipe the hair out of my face. I just kept repeating to myself, -don't let go, hold on- and every once in awhile I would turn to Trevor and give him my fake "this is great fun" smile. Then all of the sudden I found myself skidding across the water without my tube drinking gallons of water. I had fallen off and now I was floating in the middle of the lake alone.

Coughing and gasping for air with water coming out of my nose (pretty) I tried to quickly pull myself together before the boat came back . I was so embarrassed because I didn't know that it was normal to fall off the tube (like I said, this was my first time).

Trevor was cute and jumped off his tube to help me.

To this day I hate tubing.


On the way home we played "the question game". It's a game where you ask each other questions... Brilliant! I asked him questions like, "What is your favorite color?". He asked me questions like, "What qualities are you looking for in a husband?" and "Where do you want to go on your honeymoon?" Hello?! (...blush...)

At one point in the night I looked over at him and he looked at me and... I don't know... we just had a "moment".

Then it was time to say goodnight. My journal reads, "I just really had a good time with him. He gave me a nice hug and we just kinda talked and held hands for a few minutes then I went inside with a smile on my face... I had a hard time sleeping that night... sigh."

Happy Birthday little man

Campbell was born on February 13th 2007. The little stinker was breech so I got to experience a c-section.

It's funny, when I worked as a labor and delivery nurse I had many patients who had to have emergency c-sections. I remember being used to it and telling my patients, "it happens all the time, it's going to be just fine." When I found out that Campbell was breech and that they were preparing the OR for a c-section I suddenly understood how my patients must have felt. I felt a whole lot of empathy and I wish I would have been more understanding of their fear. Luckily everything worked out great and he was a healthy baby.

Campbell has always been SOOOO FUN! He started smiling at 2 weeks and I am not kidding about that.... no, it was NOT gas! He would look right into my eyes and just grin at me.

I couldn't believe it!
Campbell was highly allergic to milk products as a baby. If I so much as had a bite of a brownie and then nursed Campbell he would be in terrible pain and even have bloody dirty diapers... poor baby. I was on a very strict diet and we prayed and prayed (for his sake) that he would outgrow the allergy and he did at 14 months. Oh HAPPY DAY!

Campbell delights in making people laugh. He loves to dance and make goofy faces (he also loves to pull hair and throw things but we won't talk about that).

Campbell is a VERY busy boy. He loves to get into everything and is bored with toys quickly. He would much rather play with cords or your camera or cellphone (he likes electronics like his dad).

I can't believe my little man is 2.

I can honestly say that Campbell has made me smile everyday of his life.

It is a gift he has.

Happy Birthday Campbell.