She is still having some apnea where she slows down her breathing, or forgets to breathe. This happens when she is deep in sleep or when she is trying her hardest to go to the bathroom! It can be tough for a little girl to go to the bathroom, so breathing can take a backseat to taking a load off.

Well, she needs to breathe! If she doesn’t catch on, then she won’t go home. We want to take her home, so pray for breathing for Miss Marlo.

She has started breastfeeding and eating from a bottle. She is doing awesome at this! This was a huge event in her life, and now we are beginning to feel like we are on the homestretch! Breathe Marlo Breathe!

Now for some pictures and even a video of Marlo:

Bright Eyes!

Happy Mommy and Marlo

Video of Marlo loving her plug (dummy in Australia)

• Hi Dad Look at My Tongue
• Raise Your Hand If You are Cute

Marlo Joy – Wide awake and looking at daddy.

Pray for Marlo, the past 2 days we have been fighting a possible infection. The doctors are worried about possible NEC (Necrotizing Enterocolitis). Something very scary, but so far Marlo is fighting and winning like a champ!

• Bright Eyes Marlo | Pics and Video
• Hi Dad Look at My Tongue

• Hi Dad Look at My Tongue
• Long Awaited Day Has Arrived

This past year has been one that no one should ever go through. It is not something I can explain, or expect anyone to understand.

Each week on Johnny’s due date – birthday, I sang Happy Birthday to Johnny while he was in his momma’s tummy. His mommy would help me out when the tune wasn’t going so well. The older kids joined in, when they were around. The day he was born, with all of us around, we sang Happy Birthday Johnny. Being just a few hours old, we all could tell that he finally recognized something in this strange new place. He looked around, and even let out a squelch of emotion when the song was over. We have a video of this precious memory to each of us.

Little Johnny, your brother and sisters are as proud as can be. Your mommy, daddy, and siblings prayed to have you for a decade. You are an answer to our prayers, and you are so loved from before we even knew you.

Little Johnny, we miss you. Our heart aches for you, but we push forward, excited about the day we will be reunited with you. For now, we try to comfort ourselves knowing that you are in Heaven, hopefully playing baseball with your Uncle Phil, and hanging out with your Grandpa John (among others). We would give anything to have you back in our arms, and sitting in your high chair so we can sing Happy Birthday on your 1st birthday.

I assume you would be walking by now and beginning to talk. Your brother and sisters had so much to show you, and your mommy and daddy wanted to watch you grow.

I am not sure how to push forward everyday, but we do. Sometimes not so successfully, and other days I feel like we are making it, one step at a time. Sometimes a step backwards (mostly for your daddy), and then your mommy pulls me back into shape.

I am sitting here looking at your picture. You are a handsome boy, and tomorrow we will sing you Happy Birthday with tears in our eyes.

We miss you, Johnny.

• Happy 1st Birthday Johnny
• Why am I Excited for Christmas?

• Bright Eyes Marlo | Pics and Video
• Marlo Joy, Daddy, and NEC

• Bright Eyes Marlo | Pics and Video
• Marlo Joy, Daddy, and NEC

‘Star Wars (John Williams Is The Man)’ a cappella tribute medley – Corey Vidal – Lyrics

[Close Encounters of the Droid Kind]
You must use the force (repeat ad nauseum)

[Raiders of the Lost Wookiee]
Long time ago, far far away (repeat)

Kiss a wookie, kick a droid
Fly the falcon through an asteroid
Till the princess is annoyed
This is spaceships, it’s monsters, it’s Star Wars, we love it!

Come and help me, Obi-Wan
X-wing fighter and a blaster gun
Dance with Ewoks, oh what fun!
This is spaceships, it’s monsters, it’s Star Wars, we love it!

[Super Han]
Get in there you big, furry oaf
I couldn’t care less what you smell
I take orders from only me
Maybe you’d like it back in your cell
Your Highness, your worshipfulness, your highness, your worshipfulness

No one cares if you upset a droid
(nobody cares if you upset a droid)
That’s because droids don’t tear your arms out of socket.
(nobody cares)
I suggest a new strategy: let the Wookie win
That’s because nobody cares if you upset a droid.

[ET the DiscoTerrestrial]
Now we listen to Luke whining:
One more season… One more season… One more season… One more season…

I was gonna go to Tosche Station for power converters
Now I guess I’m going nowhere.
It just isn’t fair.

[Jaws: the Wookiee]
Woooooookiee (repeat)

Someone move this walking carpet (repeat)

Kiss your brother, Kiss your brother (repeat)

Princess Leia
Well I guess you don’t know anything about women.

Who’s your daddy? (repeat)

[Jurassic Darth]
Luke, I’m your father
(That’s not true!)
It is useless to resist
(My hand!)
Come with me my son, We will rule
(I’ll never join you!)
Search your feelings it is true

So you have a twin sister
Who Obi-Wan was wise to hide
(Is that Leia?)
If you will not turn
Then perhaps she will
Give in to your hate
You are mine

Long Long Long Time ago… Far Far Far Far Away

Long Long Long Time Ago, Far Far Far Away (repeat)

Kiss a wookie
Kick a droid
Fly the falcon
Through an asteroid
Till the princess is annoyed
(She’s annoyed!)
This is spaceships, it’s monsters, it’s Star Wars, we love it, it’s true

Episode 3
Coming to you
In 2005

So Let’s go
(go go go to the movies)
Stand in line
(buy buy buy me some popcorn)
Cause it’s al-
(please I’d like extra butter)
most the time
(Join the dark side…)
May the Force be with you all

John Williams is the man

• With Hope

Now more then ever, I can only imagine what I will be like and what I will do!!

• Sunday Mind Dump – January 22, 2012
• January 1 – Sunday Night Dump

Day by day my emotions change. In fact you never know from minute to minute what I may be feeling. Sorry for Marsha, but she is stuck with me and my ways.

We are choosing to move ahead, and remember the good times. We don’t ever want to forget our little son, John Carter Rinard. He was so beautiful and so desired. I doubt a person could ever be wanted more than my son.

I long for the day to hold him, and I long for the days of dreaming about what he will be when he grows up. I miss the planning that I did, where Phil and I would take little Johnny camping and teach him how to fish.

You see, we had plans, we had dreams. What I am living was never part of those dreams.

I am definitely living a life I never wanted to dream.

• Tribute to My Son – John Carter Rinard
• Why am I Excited for Christmas?