Life is the greatest gift one could ever ask for, mine is one I wouldn't trade for anything.. I love who I am and who I have in my life...


Wednesday, January 22, 2014

The First Year of Life

As I get closer to Knox's first birthday I have started thinking about all the experiences we have had over the last year. Its been the craziest most stressful yet wonderful year of my life. There have been so many firsts that I never realized how much they would mean to me. I look back and am amazed that we have actually survived and are as close of a family as we are. My life is wonderful because of what this little man has given me. I have been having moments folding laundry, playing with Knox or just hanging out with Zach and I pause to just smile because of how lucky and happy I am to be where I am at in life. Here are just a few reasons why I am so happy, and to think its only been 361 days so far...

1. Knox was born on 1.26.13 a healthy little guy and very happy!

2. We took Knox home to our little apartment on Keith's property and found that he did NOT like sleeping at night.

3. On March 9th we moved into our amazing new home!

5. Knox first Easter was spent out in the desert riding in the rzr and enjoying the sun.

6. In April Knox and I took his first flight out to California! He got to see the Ocean and spend time with our California family! 

7. In May my poor Cadi came to an end and Zach got me my first Mommy Ride! Our F150 became Knox;s and I's new whip!

8. On June 1st Rylee & Dante were married! Yay!

9. July marked Knox first time to Montana and the cabin! He loved boating and the water as well the fire works during his first fourth of July!

10. August marked the start of CRAWLING and his first tooth!! Such an exciting moment.

11. End of August was the first time he really started to mimic what we did with his no no no head shake :)

12. September we hired our nanny Alex & Knox loved her instantly! The first sippy cup & straws were used and he knew exactly what to do! Such a smart little guy! As well the second tooth popped out!

13. The first week of October was Knox first trip to the Las Vegas desert and ride in Zach's race car.

14. The middle of October was our first time both being away from Knox when we went to New York and he spent the weekend with my mother & father.

15. Halloween! We were a Star Wars family, Knox first costume was a little yoda :)

16. November started the first real signs of walking! I was a nervous nelly watching that boy use his walker!

17. The first Thanksgiving was spent in St. George with Knox on his first dirt bike ride with his daddy. Tender moment!

18. Christmas!! We went big and the little man was straight spoiled! He got toys and clothes for days!

19. NYE was done in the usual Glamis Fashion and the little guy loved the sand and did not want to be out of it.

20. January..... My child is full on walking with no hesitations! I am a proud mom but it is so stressful!

21. His first words are very clear now and I am proud to say they are mama & uh oh! Hahaha love it!

To think this is only the first year and its not even over yet. My baby is going to be a toddler in less than 4 days! He is growing up way to fast!

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Montana 2013!

 It was the babies first time to the cabin for the celebration and my first time feeling like a true family. I have never been so grateful to have us all together and in such a wonderful place. There was no restriction on fire works this year so we were able to create a show to remember! Knox loved it, he enjoyed every moment of the beautiful colors and the sounds did not even phase him. We boated to our hearts content, Zach got even better at the surf board and with taking a year off I was still able to get up on the wake board. We had a blast. There are so many words I could say to describe the things we did, but instead I am just going to let the pictures do the talking for me.

The Big Apple

 There has been a long standing tradition for Zach that every year he goes to an NFL game, usually the JETS but sometimes another team. While I was pregnant we attended a Bears and Houston game in Chicago together which was amazing. This year was back to the JETS and in New York none the less. They took on the Patriots (Tom Brady what a hunk!) on a beautifully sunny and warm Sunday afternoon. But the trip actually started a few day before then when we had to leave our baby behind for the first time since he was born.

This was to be Zach and I's first getaway since Knox was born and it started to stress me out. I had yet to spend a single night away from my little one and I was not sure I was ready for it yet. I was so looking forward to this trip but at the same time I just wanted to bring my little boy with. As the hours drew closer to departure my heart was on edge and I did everything I could to keep from crying. I had all of our bags packed and had put together everything I could like my parents would need for Knox, held him tightly and gently kissed his forehead. I promised him I loved him and would see him soon, I handed him off and slowly got into the truck holding my breath and fighting every urge I had to stay. As we pulled down the drive and out on to the street I finally took a full deep breath and knew everything was going to be ok.


We arrived to the airport and started to make our way to the gate. As we got to security Keith went right on through while I waited with Zach and Val to slowly pass through the screening process and boy was that entertaining. Val and Zach are the two slowest people in that scenario that I have ever met! I rushed though because I hate holding lines all while the two of them made jokes and fought over shoes. It was a great release to my emotions knowing that we are going to have a great trip. Once on the plane Zach stole my window seat, (I had rearranged all of our seats so I could make sure we had great seats for the flight there) so I was stuck in the middle of two men for a long cross country flight, or so I thought. Once the plane was boarded they pulled diamond sky club members to first class and we ended up with the row to ourselves! It was a treat! Once in the air the flight wasn't half bad. Pretty good movie and a stewardess that was adorable, she reminded me of Malika from the Kardashians (Yes I am obsessed with the show). She made sure Zach and I kept our drinks full and was a delight to talk to. Then you could see the lights! New York was just outside the window and we were ready to land!


Once on the ground we ventured our way to baggage to find that we were one short. Val's bag never made it out of SLC. Oops! Delta gave her a little bag with items she might need till they could bring her the bag in the morning. She was a great sport about it and was able to make jokes about her belongings being so small now. We took a car into the city to our hotel, the driver was not very talkative and I don't believe he understood much of what we were saying either, but the car was very nice and it was a quick drive.


The Waldorf Astoria on Park Ave. I felt almost royal going into this hotel, is was beautiful and even at one in the morning still so full of life. We checked into our rooms and agreed with Keith that we would just see him in the morning and we were all ready for bed. Well upon entering our room it had a smell less than to be desired... We called down to have them come take care of the smell and decided that we would try the food cart out on the street below. But once outside we chose to walk the city a bit to see if there were any other options.


I don't think Zach planned to go as far as we did but we managed to end up in the middle of Times Square. It was beyond eventful with thousands of people covering the sidewalks and cars that lined the streets. You would hear the chatter of conversation and the sound of music coming from the different advertisements that made such a glow over the streets you almost couldn't tell that it was now 2 in the morning. There were several luxuriously stunning cars that were slowly going down the road and would causally pull out to block the road and someone one would jump out and start taking photos that you can’t get every day. Then the cops would sound their sirens and push the cars along. It was a sight to see to say the least. Zach and I slowly walked the city and made our way back to the hotel and stopped for the Falafel Cart just outside our building. It was a great end to our first night in the big city.


The next morning we woke up and quickly got ready thinking that Keith and Val would be waiting on us and found that they were not even close yet. So we started a new adventure into the city of lights. We started counting just how many Starbucks there are on just about every corner until we came to this little hole in the wall type place for a breakfast sandwich. We went back to the room and ate it and then started off for Grand Central Station. We learned that it was originally owned by the Vanderbilt's and it was their New York house until donated to the city 100 years ago. It was very stuffy inside but beautiful all the same. Keith told us that the 9/11 Monument wasn’t too far away so we had started walking in the direction he point and after a mile or so we came to realize that it was at the other end of the island and would in no way be able to make it that far by foot so we headed back to the hotel.


Once out front we found a driver that was a full blooded New Yorker and was ready to show us the city. He took us to a place a crossed the bridge for pizza to a little place called Grimaldi’s. It had the longest line out front that none of us were willing to wait for, but our driver asked us to stay in the car and he would be right back. He was only gone for a moment when he ushered us out of the car and passed the long line into the restaurant. We sat right down we were served us a pie that could not be beat. The toppings were perfectly placed and the sauce had a zing to it that could not be beat. The crust was perfectly crispy with still a soft pull on the inside. This by far was worth why people stood in the long line outside. That was by far one of the best pizzas I have ever had.
He continued to drive us around the city and show us the different neighborhoods as well as the statue of liberty and drove us by the 9/11 monument. We learned a lot about the city and the way it has changed and grew as it has come along over the years. But with every stop and every new sight it was “known all over the world” or ‘Famous for”. Our driver loved his city and was a very proud member of what seemed to be its own elite society of people known as New Yorkers, either that or he was a part of the mob and we are lucky we all made it home alive. I enjoyed all the beautiful sights that I had seen when I was younger and now able to appreciate even more. But I still missed my little guy and spent lots of time asking for updates on him.

As the day grew on we made it back to our part of the city and began the hunt for cigars. It was still daylight when this adventure started in a high class cigar bar that made Zach remover both his hat and shoes, (Needless to say this was not going to be where we stayed) and by the time we had taken several cab rides and goggled every place possible we finally found one that was open it was dark. It was a great little hole in the wall type place with lots of character & detail in all the items place both in and out of the store as well as with a crazy lady out front that told Val her life story.


Once this mission was accomplished it was now time to find a place where we could sit outside and have some drinks while Keith smoked…. This was a fail to say the least. We ended up at a little Mexican joint below Grand Central with some very tasty margaritas. We then walked some more in attempt for a new bar to watch the game and resorted back to the hotel bar. We each had one drink and the waiter never came back so Zach and I set off on our own. We found a nice little street that had a few bars so we stopped in to watch my Red Sox win a game! Who knew that in the heart of New York you would find so many people cheering them on to win this and make it to the World Series. 


The next day we were off to the game! It was so beautiful and I was ready for some fun! Zach wore his ‘Dirty Sanchez” jersey to the game which made peoples day! I got knocked in the head by some dude trying to snap a quick photo, well worth it though all things considering. We had great seats in mid field and not too far up on the lower concourse. I managed to make friends with the old men around me and cheered loudly with them for every first down and great pass that was made, touch downs I was a little afraid of how close they would get though. Just excited old men that were thrilled a young girl could be so involved in a team that I lived on the other side of the county from. The end of the game came and the JETS took home the glory of a good win.  Well its been fun New york! I will see you again! 

Friday, January 3, 2014

A Year Yet To Be Written.

Some how I managed to go a whole year with out posting. It has been a crazy year, so I have a lot to catch up on. This has been Knox first year of life and as he gets closer to being one at the end of the month I have realized I need to get back at this and share everything that has happened over the past year and continue to update with everyone my little bean is going though. So sit back and prepare because I am about to get real busy on the posting side of thing. There are so many pictures to share and 1st that happened I cant wait to get written.

Over the past year I have changed in many ways an started to realize what kind of person I want to become.

I turned 24! I feel like I am getting so old and my youth is just slipping by, but then I have the moments where I think about it and I am wayyy to young to think that way haha.

Zach and I have become much stronger in our relationship. We parent great together and he is an amazing father to our son.

I have realized just who my actual friends and family are. There have been way to many people that have come and gone but I have learned who I can lean on and who will always be there no matter what happens at the end of the day.

There was a wedding!! Ryle & Dante got married and I was lucky enough to be apart of it! Cant wait to post that story :)

Knox is walking and has two teeth! He has already been out RZRing in the Desert, Jeeping in Moab, Boating in Montana & Utah. He has been to the beach in Cali and meet my Aunt Patti, Uncle Bill, and their girls. He went to Glamis for New Years and was spoiled rotten on Christmas! He is so smart and looks so much like his dad its unbelievable!

New York City!! We got to take a weekend away to go to the big apple and see the Jets & Patriots play. It was a wonderful trip!

Those are just some of the high lights of the year. I am very much so looking forward to what the New Year has to offer! 2014 is going to be amazing!!

Knox Robert Rossberg

The pains started early morning wednesday, my lower back feeling pains that I thought were pretty horrible. Little did I know what I was feeling was nothing compared to what the next few days would bring...

By the time Zach was up and had headed into the office I was struggling to keep a steady breathe. I called my mother to ask her what to do and then called my doctor. His nurse informed me I wasn't ready yet and I needed to keep better track of my contractions and once they were closer to come in, but until then just stay calm. This is not easy to do when you are scared to death about giving birth. My mother continued to tell me 'well Kelly I'm pretty sure you are going to have a baby today' she then continued to say this for the next couple of days. I avoided going into the hospital knowing that I had a doctors appointment the next day. Sleep did not happen at all that night, nervous of what the doctor might have to say.

Thursday morning..... My appointment came and as I waited nervously in the office with the perfectly white paper blanket across my lap on the cold table it felt like an hour had passed before the doctor finally came in. He laid me back checked the happily beating heart of my baby and measured my very large belly, then checked my dilation and informed me I was at a 3! I was happy I was progressing and then Dr. Larson scraped my membrane, informed me that he might be seeing me in a few days if not sooner, and sent me on my way.

Friday night was even less sleep then I had gotten in months. My stomach started to twist and the pain in my back had gotten so intense. I ended up in the bath several times trying to ease the pain. After my last bath while getting dressed I felt water rush down my leg and continue to leak. Water broke? I wasn't sure so I put on a pad and monitored how much continued to come out. By the time 5:00am rolled around I called my mom for comfort and within the first few words my stomach has done, I started to puke up all the Chinese that I had the night before. This went on for hours..

I showered and got myself ready and waited patiently for Zach to wake up. Once he was up I informed him that I was pretty sure it was time and that my water had broken. He quickly got up, showered, and grabbed my bag. He gently helped me into the jeep and headed towards the hospital, he held my hand which helped me stay calm on the outside. On the inside I was even more freaked out then I had been all week. We parked and walked into the hospital, once they got me checked in they started running tests to see if I had actually broken my water. Sadly not yet, but I was dilated to a 4. I continued to vomit while I was there so they shot me full of something to make the nauseous feeling go away and then pumped me full of morphine. With the fact I was pretty dehydrated I started feeling it before we even made it to the parking lot. Zach got a kick out of that one. When we got back home I went to the office to make sure everything was caught up and then headed to my bed.

I laid in bed for only a moment before the phone calls started coming in, I vaguely remember the conversations with my family and friends. At this point the drugs had taken over so deeply that I was happy as a clam and not a care in the world. I started to come to after taking a nap and realized just how much pain I was actually in. My mother could hear it in my voice and instantly wanted to be by my side. By the time she arrived to comfort me I was curled up in a ball wincing in pain trying miserably to time my contractions. I was not ready to head to the hospital yet, I knew that the time wasn't here and I needed to wait till Zach was ready to go. My mom rubbed my back and assured me that everything was going to be ok and that she would take me to the hospital as soon as I said ok. And then Zach walked in... He knew right away it was time to go, him and my mother share a few laughs over how this morning he knew I wasn't ready but was positive the time had come.

I don't think I have ever gotten into the jeep as fast as I did when I finally made it outside. It was the longest drive to the hospital that I couldn't keep still and was just holding on to every bit of positivity I could muster. I was not waiting for anyone at that point. By the time we pulled into the parking lot it was already dark and I bolted to the door knowing that if I could move this fast than they should be able to keep up. When I got off the elevator and arrived at the front desk all I could do was point to my name on the list from earlier that day so show who I was. The nurses instantly understood and showed me to a room where it never felt so good to put on a hospital gown.

Once I was hooked up to the monitor I began to feel the contractions even sharper. Every noise hurt my ears and anything touching me felt almost as if it were going to cause a rash it burned so badly. I strongly informed people no talking during contractions but my mother was so excited that she couldn't stop talking. I sharply snapped at her to stop.. I'm pretty sure that I had never been so rude to my mom before then but at the time I didn't care I was in so much pain. She thankfully understood why my behavior was as such and went for a nurse to rush in my epidural to get the pain under control. I never felt the needle go in but the look that surfaced on Zach assumed me that it was something I didn't not want to be feeling or seeing.

Now that the meds had kicked in and I was finally comfortable things started to settle. By this point it had to have been close to 9 in the evening. my father had already arrived and I had spoken with my sister a few times as well as my girls, and Zach had updated his family so everyone knew the final count down had begun for little baby Knox to join us. Zach stayed by my side the entire time, he knew what I needed with out it even being said and made me feel so much love I was beyond grateful. My mom also stayed in the room the entire time, she was not willing to go home and risk missing the birth of my son. every time we had a new nurse in the room she would catch them up to speed on how she worked for the hospital and had lots of stories to share. (Pretty sure they all enjoyed her thankfully haha)

Shortly after being hooked up and having thing get settled I was under the impression that my water had broke because I felt a wet leaking. The nurses checked and I was bleeding. It started to scare me at first but they assured me it was nothing to be worried about, at least not right now. They hooked my up to an additional IV to pump me full of an antibiotic that would help with whatever sickness my body was trying to fight. The blood continued the entire time but was never a true issue. I didn't sleep much that night as I waited to dilate further. I played on facebook and made little comments here and there to give away the fact that this is it! We still had not posted much online about how I was having a baby so it was a shock to most as they figured it out. The Tv shows were not much better, I don't remember what it was but it wasn't good enough to keep me interested.

As morning came my sister arrived with food for Zach and mom. with her arrival I began to get excited and feel that the time was near. I was mentally preparing for what was about to happen. I was finally to a ten, it was still pretty dark in the room when my doctor showed up and said he was ready to get this show on the road. He quickly stuck a very long needle up and a gush of water filled the bed. Now I know what having your water break feels like, peeing your pants in a hurry after having a big gulp is how I would describe it. The nurse put my feet up and began telling me how I was going to need to be breathing and pushing. I could feel the sensation to push start and everyone started moving around so much faster. I had my sister, mother, and Zach right by my side at everything began. I know Zach was not planning on watching it happen but as he held my leg he couldn't help but watch.

It all happened so fast... It didn't hurt much either.. But suddenly there was this baby being laid on my chest and all I could do was cry. There were no words to describe how I felt at that moment. He was here, my little baby boy would had taken up residence inside me for the last nine months was finally here. He was so beautiful and wonderful, at this point the sun had come up and light was pouring into the room. This moment was blissful to me, I had a family, not just any family but my family. I was in love with Knox from the moment I first laid eyes on him. I had become a mother and I had never been happier.