with gran and pops

I love watching my parents with Isabella--i don't know what it is..but it is special. my dad got her up every morning for me and the one morning that i got her up he was upset with me. That is one of his times with her and i reuined it. sorry daddy. My mom is always a great help and Isabella loves "talking" with her. My mom and i got to hear Isabellas first REAL laugh--it is really cute...i am always wondering when it will happen again.

Here is another picture that i have wanted to put up...i am always taking pictures of Rocco and Isabella--b/c it is just so darn cute. anyways..here is one with daddy too...

Flying with baby

hello all, this is my first blogg in a long time--i am sorry for that. Isabella is taking up a lot of my time as of late. I got to go home to my parents house last week for the last time. My parents are moving to NC--finally!! All they need to do is sell their home in VA and they are off.

the flights were good (thanks to my dear friend, Heather). I love pre-boarding..matt already blogged about that so i won't say more--but it was great!!

We had three flights though and since Isabella doesn't like a passifier--it was a little difficult. But she did great overall..here are some pictures from the flight there and back (with matt).

Pre-boarding

This should be the first of a series of installments about our recent trip to Virginia...... we had a great relaxing time. We got back on Sunday evening. As of Tuesday at noon I had already managed to be be at the hospital for 30 hrs. Today I learned on NPR that in the France the gov't regulates work so that the work week is 5 hours a day, 3 days a week - that's 15 hours a week!

Anyway, my reflection for today is on the processing of Pre-boarding. You probably know what this is, "Hello, ladies and gentleman and welcome to flight 1043 to Harlingen. At this time we will be begin pre-boarding for those that need assistance or may be traveling with small children."

It begins..... you are waiting in line. For some reason everybody is tense, even though almost everybody has flown multiple times before with no problems. The people who are waiting in the A B or C lines (this is what Southwest does, sorry to anyone who is not familiar with it) start to eye up those in the pre-boarding line.

The silent scrutiny begins from those who have to wait for the Pre-boarders.

"Does that person really need assistance? Sure, he has a cane... "

"Yeah, that person is old and in a wheelchair, but...."

"Do both the parents have to be with the child? really? "

It seems that in truth we just don't like other people to go before us - and there is something about waiting to board an airplane that causes added stress.



So what was it like to be on the other side of the aisle, one of the Pre-boarders, validated by traveling with our baby?

It was sweet!

Every morning

Today was the day that I decided that I probably won't deliver a lot of babies in the future, especially if every morning was like this morning. Here is the scene......

Katie and Isabella (and Heather Miller - thanks so much Heather) flew to Virginia today. It was of course our first traveling with Isabella. I will be joining them on Thursday. Things have been really stressful with packing and getting things ready to go.

I woke up at 7 AM and I had a page - my OB pt is in labor 3-4 cm...... so I call to check on her. The on-call doctor reassured me that I could still drop off my family at the airport and help them with their bags. This I did.

As I left the Airport wondering how far along my patient would be when I checked her I got a page. "Dr. Moslener you better hurry, your patient is complete (10 cm) and feels like pushing."
I said, "Janie (nurse) tell her not to push, I will be there right away." So I push the '97 Saturn past the speed limit. Using all 1.9 L of the engine I zoomed towards the hospital which is conveniently 2 miles from the airport. Thankfully, I wasn't on the scooter or the zooming would have been limited to 40 mph.

I ran up the steps to the labor and delivery floor. I checked her, ruptured her bag of water with an amnio hook (looks suspiciously similar to a crocheting needle) and ten minutes later we had a baby.

My heart was pounding, face dripping sweat. We finished up, cleaned up. Thankfully no tearing that needed to be sutured. I congratulated the family and looked at the baby for a while. I left the room to fill out the necessary paperwork. I looked down at my pants. My right leg was dripping wet. My first thought, "Did I just pee my pants?" Feeling my dry crouch I reassured myself that it was not my own urine. The next thought, "Did this come from the Mom or the baby?"

The reply in my head, "At this point it doesn't matter, but you need to go change your pants."

Given and Lost and Found and "donated"

Early this morning I woke up to go out with some friends to shoot guns - in Texas this is roughly equivalent to the Saturday AM prayer breakfast that I used to attend in Philadelphia. When I got home there was a man named Randy cutting the neighbor's grass. Randy cuts grass to support him family and his sick wife.

Last night his wife had lost her paycheck - he looked particulary emotional post-hot weather grass cutting. I happened to have $10 in my pocket (very rare for me to have money) and I gave it to him.

Within the next hour I went out for a jog and on the ground I found some money, which I quickly picked up and put in my pocket. It turned out to be - seven dollars - bet you thought I was going to say ten - nope this is not going to be one of those cheesy stories.

It got me to thinking - is God repaying me for the kind deed that I did? Honestly, I think not. If God went tit for tat with me, repaying good for good and bad for bad, I would get a lot worse things in life.

One other thing crossed my mind - maybe I should look around for the closest person and see if it belong to them. I heard a voice in my head - "Matt, don't be a sucker - don't you remember the Dallas Zoo".... the Dallas Zoo what does that have to do with anything.... o yeah, now I remember.

A few years ago at the Dallas Zoo I found $105 dollars, sitting at the entrance gate. I took it to guest relations. They didn't know of anyone who had lost it. I asked if I could leave it there and if not claimed by the end of the day that I could come get it back. I was shocked to learn that they said "no" - if you leave it then you leave it for good. And if it is not claimed then it is donated to the zoo. So I left it - I would prefer to have a monkey cage with my name on it, but more likely the staff meant by "donating" that they would divy it up the next day amongst themselves.

Funny movie quote of the week

I was in a deep discussion about forgiveness yesterday at Breakfast in the doctor's dining room.... when all of a sudden I burst out laughing because I remembered this movie line....


"I think it was our friend Bill Shakespeare who said, 'To err is human, but to forgive..... now that's right on'."

Vince Vaughn playing a villain drug dealer in Starsky and Hutch

cold Easter!!

From Isabella:
It was the coldest day that i have ever experienced in my short life!! it got down to 37. mommy was very upset that Isabella couldn't wear her cute outfit that she had planned for me. but i still think i looked really cute in my new hoody that mommy got me for our trip to VA. I also wore my carolina blue pants; yes, i am wear carolina blue even though i am a girl!!!
we went over to my friend the Lee's house for dinner..it was really yummyy..we had this chicken, rice, mexican dish along with salad and rolls. Aunt Sarah got my mommy some mini eggs--her favorite. Mommy told me that we won't have an Easter without them.
I am sorry that we didn't take any pictures--mommy forgot. We will get dressed in our Easter clothes next week and take a picture at church because it will be back into the 80's and 90's this week. this weather down here is crazy! i am excited about getting in the pool though for teh first time. Mommy just got my bathing suit, so i am all ready.
stay tuned for pictures.