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Thursday, 03 March 2011
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Once again, our family was hit by illness. Adam had it the worst (he always does) with a juicy cough and a pretty high fever (He REFUSED to let us take his temp, but I guess he got up to 102.5 +/- a little). The fever lasted 4 days, wherein he was listless and so sleepy. The other boys got mild coughs that sounded like his but weren't so frequent. On Sunday, I had a head cold and Joseph had a fever. He slept a good 20 hours of Sunday, and has taken a nap every day this week so far. He and Adam both have a lingering cough, but not bad enough that I'm concerned.
By Tuesday I was back up to par and Sammy never got the fever at all (thank goodness).
I've been working a lot lately, organizing my home and doing some things to prepare for our next foreign daughter. I bought and assembled a composter. I still need to get retaining wall bricks so I can build my garden. I hope to do that this week so I can get soil in there and start planting before the end of March.
I'm also working on a project for Teresa's bridal shower, and I HOPE to be done in time. It's time consuming and harder than it seems, and I really hope that it turns out well and is a thing of beauty and creativity that she will cherish throughout her marriage.
I don't know if I mentioned this in a previous post or not, but I've been strongly feeling the urge to “get my house in order” in things pertaining to emergency preparedness. I’ve felt the need to purchase things I hadn’t thought of before, and I pray that my preparation will enough. I feel a time crunch. I’ve always felt I’d be alive to see fulfillment of prophecies about the days leading up to the coming of our Savior…but for the first time, I honestly feel that something big is going to happen this year and that it will affect me and my loved ones.
Kiddie Cuteness: Joseph gave himself a permanent marker goatee. Very cute. He also can sing, with help, a german hymn/lullabye. It's precious. Sammy has started roaring, and it's SO darn cute with his tiny little voice. He makes it all husky and says, "aaaaa". I've never heard a baby with an intentionally husby voice before. Adam is always coming up with something funny. I can't think of a specific example right now, but I sure love his stories!
Tuesday, 22 February 2011
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my week. I think I can keep up again!
Okay, so I'm going to try to be consistent again in my blogging. This past week hasn't had much of interest occur. I've been doing better at my goal to spend less time at the computer (yeah, through all the months of not blogging, I still spent too much time sitting right where I am now) and to make what computer time I do allow myself to get to be more productive. So with my time, I've been going out. For some reason or another, I had an outing every day last week, and the boys had a hard time with the sudden upheaval of their daily routine. I'm trying to get things to calm down again.
Jeff and I are really putting forth a great effort to have our emergency preparation in order. I'm not done yet, but we've come a long way. Hopefully by the end of March our food and other supplies will be sufficient to see us through whatever may lie ahead. This last week had a lot of time spent on that, and there's so much more! I want to get a composter, fishing supplies, and to get a good idea of what more I need for my food/supplies storage. Yesterday I canned 60 lbs of chicken. It's not much, but it will be helpful should we be unable to buy chicken for some reason or another. As the weather is becoming warmer and snow storms are decreasing in frequency and intensity, I want to start working on the retaining wall which will house my garden, and perhaps get a shed to hold some of the garden/yard supplies, bikes, and other things in our garage that don't really need to be there.
We got our van door fixed today. A day or three before Christmas, it suddenly jammed. It wasn't completely closed, but it wouldn't open, either. In January, we took it to a Ford dealership, who said it needed a new track and rollers and latch, and that those, along with labor costs and tax, would come to about $800. Jeff and I said we'd just deal with it as it was and let it be. This morning we took the van to our favorite repair shop for another reason, and asked them to look at the door. They managaed to get it open and discovered a little wooken block, one of our boys' toys, jammed into the track. They asked for $20 to cover the time it took them to get the door to open and to removed the jammed block. Yay!
Cute kiddie story:
This afternoon I was pouring myself a glass of juice, and Joseph came to me and asked, "May I have a piece of juice, please?" That was so precious it made up for the fact that he vomited on me at 2:30 this morning. We had to get up and wash our bedding and bathe him, and he just smiled and basked in the attention. I think that he ate too much greasy chinese food at dinnertime and his tummy didn't like it. Adam is ill, too, with a bad sounding cough...but I'm not too worried for him. It's a mild illness that I'm sure he'll overcome in a day or two. I think I might need to keep him home from preschool tomorrow, though.
That's my life à ce moment. It's good and I am happy.
Tuesday, 15 February 2011
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update before 2 months!
Here's my week, and you can pass it along if you like. It's been a rather eventful week for us.
Last Sunday morning, our new elder's quorum president came to visit us and extended to Jeff a calling. It'll keep him busy, and we'll miss teaching our precious 9-10 yr old primary class, but we're happy to searve where the Lord wants us to. We were fasting that day for several things, one of which was whether or not to host another foreign exchange student. We were a little reluctant, but the Lord made His will clear and so we emailed our friend who is a coordinator and got that ball rolling. Now we're really excited to have a teenage daughter again!
On Monday was Joseph's well-child dr visit, and he's healthy and doing well. The rest of the day was spent helping my sister with her federal taxes. She'd never done them herself before. We also emailed the coordinator of a foreign exchange program, as Jeff and I will be hosting another student this next school year.
Tuesday I had 2 bad fillings replaced and a new cavity filled. Joy. I was tender all day and was grateful that Eva watched my boys extra time so I could take a nice long nap. After that we did her state taxes. That night while Jeff was at Choir, I talked more with the exchange coordinator.
On Wednesday I cleaned and cleaned in preparation for a dinner party, only to have the guests cancel just as I was about to make dinner. I decided to try making ratatouille and was determined to still do so (the egglplant really needed to be eaten that day) and so frantically called friends until I found one who was free to come for dinner. It turned out pretty well and we had a nice evening until Jeff got a call and rushed off to a meeting. Then the party became somewhat dull and dispersed not long after. I was really hit with loneliness that night, but was blessed to get a phone call from a friend I rarely speak with and she filled my time joyfully until Jeff returned. I love Jeff...life just isn't right when he's gone.
Thursday as I was washing Joseph's hands after breakfast, he started talking to the bubbles as they rinsed down the drain, "Bye bye, bubbles!!" Then Adam, from the table, said, "Bye bye Bubbles. Thank you for cleaning Joseph's hands." Man, I love that kid! On Thursday I started getting student profiles and sorting through them. There are so many wonderful young women we'd love to have. We'll probably accept one from Germany, though there is a Polish girl I really like, too...so we'll see. We're praying a lot about this. That night we were formally released from our primary calling and I am now the RS chorister. I'm excited about that.
Friday I spent the day in curlers and prettied myself for our ward couple's dinner that night. I felt beautiful and Jeff and I had a lovely evening. We made friends with some couples we didn't know as well, and the game was fun...for almost everyone. It was a version of The Newlywed Game, and at the end, there was at least one man whose wife was NOT happy with his answers, and let's just say I'm glad I wasn't in their home that night.
Saturday I got up early and at 8am was at stake choir practice. It's hard to sing a good soprano that early in the morning...but that was the only time we could do it. That afternoon was my maternal grandpa's birthday open house and so Eva and I went to that and returned just in time for my official Valentine's date. Jeff and I saw Tangled (very cute) and then went to a nice Italian restaurant in Provo. They were crowded and had a wait and Jeff was way underdressed, so we walked over to a sandwhich shop next door for which I had coupons. We got in there and realized my coupons were only for a different location, so we left and went to another place we like....and it was closed. So we headed home and found an okay place to eat at on the way down....we laughed and laughed and had a great time "restaurant shopping." I think our date was more fun because of all the hassle!
Today (Sunday the 13th) was the dedication of our new stake center, and ten minutes before it started, I asked Jeff to sing with the choir as we only had 3 tenors, one of which....well....really needs a good singer next to him. So Jeff spent 10 minutes pouring over the music (the director knows Jeff and was glad to have him join even though it was last minute). Today was also our last time teaching our primary class, and they seemed really sad that we were leaving. Katelyn, whose dad is the EQ president, said, "My dad stole you away from us!" to Jeff. It was sweet. We then explained that the Lord is the one who really chooses and that her dad simply obeyed, as did Brother Brown. They then turned their attention to guessing who their next teacher will be. I love how kids can just accept things as they are and look forward.
One more thing of note. Tonight Adam gave his first, "Your Mom!" retort, like Christine does and Jeff does. Jeff was really excited and made a big deal about it, so Joseph shouted out, "Your mom!" just to get into it. Oh, my.
So this was our week.I will add info from this week so far:
Valentine's Day came with a promise of warmth, so I packed a picnic basket and took the boys to a park. There is still 4-6 inches of snow, but it felt warm and the boys had a blast. I picked Adam up from preschool and we went to Jeff's work to have a picnic with him. He didn't want to be outside, so we take in the breakroom and had a great time. Jeff showed me a heart he made with bucky balls in my honor. It was beautiful! Then I headed home and made dough for our heart-shaped pizzas we were to have for dinner while watching Eva's kids for her date. And I made heart-shaped desserts (then the doorbell rang, and the YW dropped off pretty brownies that Jeff had ordered for me - how sweet!!). Pizza and FHE with Eva's kids was a success! We had a great night. After Eva picked up her children, Jeff and I watched A Wrinkle in Time...odd, but kinda cool movie. We got to bed WAY too late.
This morning I packed another picnic for today was supposed to be even warmer. I went to a park with my friend Sarah and we enjoyed our picnic...but it felt colder than yesterday did! Sammy refused to play, which was really odd, then I felt and noticed that his forehead is hot. Poor kid. What a day to be sick. Since then, he's spent most of the day snuggling in my arms, sometimes sleeping (like now). I love holding sick children!
Anyway, now we're up-to-date!
Ta ta!
Thursday, 10 February 2011
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Ha ha, way overdue. I wonder if I'll ever get back into weekly updates?
I can't even think of what to say. December was a flurry with so much activity my head spun. Jeff and I opted for a very simple Christmas and did not buy presents for each other and only one each for the boys. We got a little carried away with gifts for others, though, so I got my share of the joy of buying and wrapping and at least hearing about the joy that my gifts brought to those who received them.
Sammy gave me a Christmas gifts, though. On Christmas Eve, he walked. For real, more than just two steps. Jeff and I spent nearly an hour with him shreeking adn giggling the entire time as he wandered from Jeff to me and back again, and each time I scooted just a little farther away. By the next day, he was walking more than crawling and within the week he'd pretty much given up crawling altogether. My children recieved some lovely gifts from Grandma E and Ron, and our family received some nice other gifts as well.
Christmas Day we hosted a family dinner at my house and that was so fun, in spite of the chaos of 22 people, mostly children, all over my home.
January's arrival was celebrated with a fondue party with games with people we love...the best way to bring in a new year! I then spend the next several days preparing for our vacation to Illinois to have "Christmas" with Jeff's family. We had planned on being there for the real holiday but decided it was worth the 2-week wait to save $1200 in airfare. From the 7th to the 18th, we had a grand time with the Browns. The boys were surprisingly good on the plane, both ways, and in general and Nana's house (though we did have a few tantrums to deal with). I think for my children, the highlight was our day at the DuPage Children's Museum. There was so much to discover and do, the children didn't want to leave. Adam and Joseph each held a milipede, got to be inside a giant bubble (which they happily popped), play with pinwheels in a huge air tunnel, and splash in water and make obstacle courses for golf balls to fall through....they just LOVED it! Poor Sammy, though, had a tummy bug and soiled his outfit AND his spare outfit. Poor kid. I don't know what the highlight for me was...I enjoyed the entire time. Plenty of time to relax, but the ability to work when I got restless. I helped with some cooking and some cleaning, I read a novel, I watched movies, we went out to eat a few times and we went to the temple (which was interesting since Jeff and I and Dad and Kat were the only people in the session, aside from the officator and Mom, who serves in the temple was the follower for our session - a session which would not have happened if our family wasn't there). All in all, it was a really nice trip.
While we were there, Jeff started to have a toothache...an odd one, though, because he couldn't tell you which tooth hurt. It was intense enough to wake him at night. As soon as we were home, we had him seen by a dentist, who took x-rays and looked around and couldn't find a reason for the pain. He thought that perhaps where was some kind of infection. So we started treating for an infection, though we felt that wasn't it. There was no redness or swelling anywhere or fever. He started to realize that if he slept a certain way, the pain would move to behind his cheek or eye. Jeff was in so much pain he missed church and said he wanted to die. I've never ever seen Jeff like that and it worried me. A friend of ours suggested that his neck may be out and so we saw our favorite chiropractor, who informed Jeff that one vertebra in the neck was rotated 25 degrees clockwise while one close below it had rotated 15 degrees in the opposite direction. This was bothering his muscles which were swelling and in a way, strangulating his brainstem. A main nerve that branches from there and into the face was the one acting up from this, and was why the pain would move if he slept different ways. So after a few visits with the chiropractor supplemented by massage, Jeff started to feel a lot better.
It took over a week before he felt completely normal, though...just in time for me to get a miserable cold that lasted about 5 days. It still lingers now, but only barely. This basically sums up January. All in all, it was a good month.
February is 1/3 of the way through, and is happy so far. Life has been peaceful and happy. I'm trying to decide what to do for Valentine's Day. I think we'll do nothing that day, and celebrate the next day, when restaurants will be less crowded and babysitters easier to get. However, I also plan to do little things through the weekend leading up to our Tuesday date. I don't know what yet. I'll come up with something fun.
This morning, I was washing Joseph's hands after breakfast. As we rinsed the bubbles off, Joseph said, "Bye bye, bubbles!" and Adam, from across the room, added his sentiments: "Bye bye, Bubbles. Thank you for cleaning Joseph's hands." It was so cute! I love the things he says!!
So, more about Adam:
He can write his name now, all in caps, though. We need to teach him to write his last name and to use lower case letters, too. He enjoys preschool and from one of his playmates there has picked up the idea of shooting. I'm not so pleased with that, but I can't undo it. So now every toy is a shooting toy. arg. While we were in Chicago, his thumb got an infection. It was (sorry if you don't like gross stuff. Skip a few lines if you need to) a big red bump with a green head, obviously filled with pus. We tried to lance it and clean it, but the little pricker we used missed and sliced into the very sensitive red part. It bled and Adam screamed and screamed! It took a long time for him to let anyone near his precious thumb, but finally he let me put a bandage on it (it had already stopped bleeding, but the bandaid made him feel better anyway). I left the bandage on for a day. The day after I took it off, Adam came to me saying, "Look Mom, my bump broke." Sure enough, his infection had ripped somehow and the pus had drained. I don't know if was while he sucked his thumb or what (EEEWWWW). So I sterilized it and put ointment and a new bandaid on it. The next day, I realized he hadn't been sucking his thumb. So since then, I've put more ointment and a new bandaid every few days and he never sucked it with the bandaid on. It's been 3 weeks now and just yesterday he officially declared that I couldn't put a bandage on because his thumb was all better. I tried to convince that the little pinkness left warranted another ScoobyDoo bandaid, but he's done with that. So far, I haven't seen him sucking his thumb again, so maybe, just maybe, he's dropped that.
Adam also loves to sing and learns songs so quickly. He amazes me with the little bits of knowledge that he occasionally spouts. He's a good boy and has reached the age where he wants to please me and is usually obedient. A word of disappointment or scolding from me will set him to instense crying. I was like that. I like that Adam seems to be like that, too. :)
Joseph is as adorable as ever. He's a little ham once he warms up to the situation, and loves to make people laugh (as does Adam). He's learning his ABC's and can count to 10 with a little help. He LOVES Loves LOVES being read to, and also loves to sing, though he doesn't sing the right notes very often. It's harder to tell what he's singing. He has a sweet voice, though. He talks a lot and each passing week can be understood a little easier and easier. He loves to be barefoot even when it's cold, just like I did. Silly boy. He loves imaginitive play and spent most of yesterday being Gordon the train from Thomas And Friends. He loves to help me cook and I let him where I safely can.
Sammy is walking everywhere and loves to babble. His favorite word is "Do" with a very strong D. He says that all the time. He has a lot of phrases that sound close to real phrases, but I'm not sure yet if they are or not. He consistently says, "baba" for drink, "aahh" for Hi and Bye (while waving, of course), and "Dada" for Daddy. The other day he pointed to a dog and said, "Dah" (like Dog but without the G) and so I think he knows that one, too. He LOVES to eat. He eats and eats, and so far pineapple and apricots are the only things he consistently spits out or rejects. He's a hefty little guy, and I love it. He still has his one dimple when he smiles. He's cutting his molars right now and has been pretty miserable and extra sunggly. He still LOVES sunggles, and I love that! He adores me, and I love that, too. He loves shoes and when he sees me pick his up, he runs (rather unsteadily) over and sits on my lap and lifts a foot up high and holds it there until I put a shoe on it. He hates being buckled into his carseat, but doesn't seem to mind it once I'm driving.
All in all, my life is delightful, and I love it. My husband is the best ever. The other night I went to a Jane Austen Movie night with ladies at church. I was there until past midnight. Jeff not only took care of all the children and put them to bed, but emptied the garbage AND cleaned the garbage can, which was getting yucky, put away the clean dishes and started reloading the dishwasher. Wow. What a guy. When I came home, he greeted me with a kiss and a hug. I sure love him, and feel so lucky that he's my man! His life is busy, but he takes the time for me that I need him to, and I really...just...wow, I'm so grateful for him! My kids are great (much of the time) and simply delight me everyday. I just wish I was a better mother and wife and homemaker. I know I'm lazier than I should be, and I want to change. I set goals, but haven't really enforced them yet. Shame on me.
But enough of that. This is my update. Here a just a few pictures:
Christmas snow! I'll tell ya, that was SO heavy to shovel! It took me over an hour and my back was killing me!Christmas sweaters and Daddy playing Chutes and Ladders with the boys (a Christmas gift they got) and Sammy in his new pjs (they have Mickey Mouse on them!) and smiling so happily at having just walked up to my legs:
At the children's museum:
Next are pictures from a family party we had:
The Famile Patriarch, Jeff's dad. Really, he is smiling, in his way.
This is a balloon castle Jeff made for the kids. They LOVED IT!
Jeff making a swan, Mom B's request.
Kat and Canon
Steve's familyAnd lastly, some pics from the hour-long sunset, setting over a sea of clouds (it was snowing below us), that I enjoyed on the plane ride home:
Monday, 29 November 2010
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life's circles
This past month has seen the circle of life in almost every form...except for birth, someone in my near family has experienced each...in order, too.
I guess Sarah isn't technically my family, but I've sort of adopted her as a sister. Her big event: After years and years of trying, she is finally pregnant with a strong pregnancy. I pray that it will all go well for both mommy and baby.Nov 6th, my niece was baptized. What a beautiful event it was. She was so happy, and I reveled in the joy that emanated from her that special day.
That evening, Jeff and I went to a wedding reception for one of Jeff's cousins...so there is marriage. We don't know the couple well, but we are happy for them and pray that they will have a long and happy life together.
A few days later, Jeff's Aunt Loretta passed away. As a 50-yr-old with Down's Syndrome, it's safe to say she's lived a long and fulfilling life. Her funeral was one of the most beautiful I've ever been to, and I can't wait to meet her with a prefect body and mind, and to get to hear her truly express herself in ways that she couldn't here on earth. Even with her limitations, though, her influence on others was limitless and she'll live on in the hearts of nearly everyone who's ever met her. Now she is happily singing with her daddy.
What a wonderful life it is!
Moving on now, Jeff and I enjoyed a visit from Mom Brown for the wedding and funeral, and it was wonderful to have her here with us. We are excited to visit her in January for a late Christmas gathering (it's amazing how much cheaper plane tickets are when you wait until the new year to fly!). A few days after Mom left, Ron came to visit us and spend Thanksgiving with a family that loves him. Things were busier than usual this visit, and there was little "down" time, but I sure enjoyed seeing him again after a longer-than-usual absence. Around the new year, he'll start treatments for his cancer and I pray that all goes well and that he'll still be able to visit us a few times.
We had a wonderful Thanksgiving in my home with Ron and with Rob's family. I made the BEST TURKEY EVER! It was so tender and flavorful and juicy!! The rest of the meal (that I cooked, at least) was okay. My potatoes were a little tough (as they have been every time since I bought a new hand mixer last year...the wire beaters just aren't the same as traditional ones!). I cheated and cooked frozen rolls, which, though yummy, aren't the same as home-made. I also cheated by stretching the stuffing with "Stove Top" which really isn't that good compared to other brands. I must admit, however, that my pies were good. I made a maple-pumpkin pie that was really good, and a pinto bean pie that was surprisingly good - it's a lot like a pecan pie.
I am excited for the Christmas season, and must try hard to reign in the buying of things I know people would love.I guess that's all for now.
Tuesday, 02 November 2010
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Halloween 2010
Can you tell what our costume theme was?? We went to Jeff's work party. All day, people had been telling Jeff, "You're too early" or simply, "uhhh....okaaaayyyy" when seeing him dressed as Santa. Then the rest of the family arrived, and people's eyes would light up with understanding and they'd say "Oh, Jeff, now I get it. That makes more sense" (like simply being Santa on Halloween couldn't make sense??). A lot of people chuckled and thought it was a great idea. We won an "honorable mention" prise of $100 for our family-themed costumes, and that was really cool. I'd spent about $45 in all on buying stuff to make the costumes, so it was a $55 profit. Yes! Here are more details of the outfits...
What do you think? We had a lot of fun (and, for me at least, STRESS). I was pleased with how it all came out, except the Easter Bunny seems too....last-minute-thrown-together-cheapo-costume, which it was. I'd been planning it most of the year, but a lot of little things kept it from coming along smoothly, and that was where my stress was. All in all, I like the costumes, though! We kept the holiday pretty simple. We went to Jeff's work party on Friday afternoon, trick-or-treated the cubicles, and that evening went to a ward Halloween carnival that would have been more fun if our children were a little older. We got enough candy from those, however, that there was no need to go trick-or-treating around the neighborhood (it was stormy all day Saturday anyway, and that's the day we would have gone) so instead we visited my mom and let the kids show her their cool outfits. Adam LOVED being a bunny (though come to think of it, he's been a bunny for 3 of his 5 Halloweens - this was simply the first year he noticed and cared) and Joseph LOVED his green hat and little pot-o-gold bag.
Update: Adam has started preschool and loves it. From my lessons at home, he can count beyond 20 and recognize the numericals. He also know the letters of the alphabet and what sound each makes (we won't overload him yet by telling him that "E" can say "eh, ee, or be silent". So I carefully choose 3-4 letter words that worth the sounds I've taught him, and he can read them. I'm so excited! I could read better than that at his age, but I've been a bigger slacker than my mom was about reading regularly to my children. In those two areas (math and reading) he's way ahead of the other kids in his class...however, there's still a lot that they teach him that I don't or can't. He's becoming so much more aware of the the world beyond himself, and he's absolutely delightful in the things he says! He just showed my a medicine syringe and two crayons, explaining that it's a rocket-airplane-helicopter and showing me how it can fly around.
Joseph is also counting and recognizing his letters and some of their sounds. He is Adam's little shadow, imitating him in everything...sometimes even saying every word Adam does so they're both talking at the same time, saying the same thing, only Joseph is a half-second behind. Joseph LOVES to be barefoot, even when it's cold outside. I was like that, too, as a kid. He is open and willing to try new things and loves to explore. And I still he think he's got the cutest sad face ever. I like to watch him when he's on the verge of crying (or in an all out unhappy-fest)...it's simply darling, and I almost feel guilty for finding joy in his sorrow...almost.
Sammy can walk with support, and is becoming very vocal, though he still has no "words" yet. He's very curious and gets into a lot of things. He's a happy baby, but quick to the other extreme when provoked...and quick to return to normal once the provocation is gone and forgotten. He can give the saddest, most pathetic face when he's sad about something or wants something that he's not getting. It amuses me (what a horrible mom I am!). He loves having his head stroked and will often take my hand and guide it along the top and back of his head. He also loves having his feet caressed.Jeff's doing well, same as usual, living ot make people laugh. He's enjoying his job, and learning PERL so he can be better and do more for himself rather than passing all the jobs on to the developers.
I'm enjoying spending a lot of time with my oldest sister, and trying to keep on top of my duties at home. I fine daily pleasure in my boys and my husband, and am enjoying life, all in all. Not much is new or different with me. I'm excited to vote today and hope to influence the world for good by doing this. Ta ta!
Monday, 20 September 2010
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All About Food
I've been thinking a lot lately about the food I take into my body and give to my children. For a couple of years, I've been trying to eat more healthfully, avoiding foods with harmful ingredients. My personal rule became to keep as close to the farm as possible. The more un-pronounceable ingredients, the less likely I was to eat it. Trans fats, MSG, and High Fructose Corn Syrup, among other things, were to be avoided.
I've been thinking about it even more since attending a class called "Word of Wisdom Do's" at BYU's Education Week last month. It was taught by Brad Peterson, AKA Chef Brad. I'll share some of my notes from that class.Chef Brad talked about how a change in diet can cure most inflammatory diseases, such as diabetes, high cholesterol, and colon cancer. He emphasized over and over and over that if man has altered it, it's not good for the body. Genetically engineered/midified produce, hormone-stuffed meats/eggs, and artificial sweeteners (esp those). If man has messed with it, at all, avoid it!!
The Lord has told us at all wholesome herbs (plants) are for the consitution of man. Fruits in season (he has some interesting things to say about that), flesh to be eaten sparingly...all grain is to be the staff of life. LDS people know these things already, but how well to we obey it?? According to Chef Brad, grains are the only thing that we've been given the 100% go-ahead on. Eat whole grains, and a variety of them. AVOID bleached and enriched flours....they are SO bad for you! The bleaching process leave harmful chemicals (esp Bromine) in the flour, and that is very toxic to our bodies, messing with our thyroid among other things. Fruits and vegetables are to be the next most abundant part of our diets, with dairy (preferably raw and fresh, homogonization kills a lot of the enzymes that are good) and eggs next, and meat only once or twice a week.
All in all, though, he told us to pray about our diets. Prayerfully decide what to eat...let the Lord guide you, because He knows your body individually and what it needs. Some people do need more meat. Learn to listen to your body and obey it. Pray about weight loss and health. God will guide you on that journey in the best and most healthful way possible.
Raw sugar is better than refined. Agave nectar is good, honey is great (but beware, many honey companies cut costs by "stretching" the honey with High Fructose Corn Syrup, and not putting that in the ingredient list; the FDA allows a certain percentage of HFCS without it having to be labeled). Splenda has chlorine in it, and ought not to be consumed, and we all know about aspartame and nutrisweet and how horrible those are for us! Hydrogenated fats are the #1 cause of heart disease! Also, get LOTS of fiber! We should be getting about 50 grams a day of fiber for optimum health.
In the health-food world, there is a new movement, called the "Slow Food Movement" which is pretty much the opposite of the Fast Food movement. Take time to prepare your own meals. Forget fast food, boxed dinners, microwave meals, and on-the-go foods as much as you possibly can. Even Macaroni and Cheese can be good to eat - just make it from scratch with basic ingredients. Know what is in your food; control what is in your food.I decided to try this more. I've been avoiding boxed dinners more than I used to. Nix the Pasta Roni and Rice-a-Roni...I'll season my own plain rice and made it into something wonderful (I've had great success with that, and it take no more time!). I've realized that making my own Mac N Cheese takes even less time than the boxed version (okay, only by like 45 seconds, but still) and costs about the same to make as Kraft boxes cost (according to my estimations), and it's SO good! I'll share my recipe with you:
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Mary's Homemade Macaroni and Cheese
Put a pot of slightly salted water to boil. Put a smaller pot on the next burner over low heat. Add about 1/2 c butter and a clove of minced garlic into the small pan and let it melt together. When it's all melted, add enough flour to make a paste. Stir in 1 to 1-1/2 c cream or half-n-half (cream is way better) and salt and pepper to taste. By this point, your water in the other pan will be boiling; add noodles and forget about it again. Back to the small pan; cut a small block (4-6 oz, maybe) of cheddar cheese into cubes and drop them in. Stir with a whisk until the cheese is melted (and beyond, until it's smooth and doesn't have cheesy strings when you pull the whisk out) and the sauce is desired consistency. Add more milk/cream if needed. Take off heat and when the noodles are soft, drain them and pour the sauce over it. I usually have too much sauce. I pour the extra into a bowl and refrigerate it (it's good for about a week) for future use.I like to play around with other cheeses. The first time I made it, it had parmesan, cream cheese, a little mozzerella, and the cheddar. It was SO delicious!! I like to play with seasonings; add onion powder to the sauce, sometimes seasoned salt. Once I added sundried tomatoes and that was delectable!!
~~As I shop, ingredient lists are my best friends. My local grocer only sells one brand of bread that fits my criteria (fortunately, it's not on the high end of bread price ranges, and it's really yummy); spaghetti sauce is sneaky, too. As I've been more aware and more careful, I've finally overcome the weight plateau I've been on since May and have started losing pounds again. I've lost 22 lbs since Jan 1st. Another 20 would be nice...we'll see if I can do that before the year is up. There was a lot more that I learned in the class...feel free to ask me if you want to learn more.
Wednesday, 15 September 2010
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another belated update
The past two months have sailed by swiftly. The summer has been filled with work and play and injury and healing. I guess the biggest thing happened I already forgot when...end of july, maybe? I was picking apricots between storms on a rainy day, and my shoes didn't grip the wet tree like they do a dry tree (duh) and I fell. I watched the tree rise above me, then I felt the thud all through my body, and then I couldn't inhale. That was the scariest thing. I was slowly breathing out, talking to Eva who was with me, and no matter what I did, I couldn't inhale. The impact must have caused my lungs to sieze up for a few moments. It felt like forever, though it was probably fewer than two minutes and I was able to inhale.
I took a mental inventory of my body. Bruised, not broken. I did start to go into shock, though, and went to my most trusted medical advisor (a chiropractor, but not just a chiropractor) who opened my compressed (and bruised) ribs (oh, that hurt!!!) and straightened my spine and stopped me from going into shock. It was the perfect thing to do, of this I have no doubt. When I got home, my sweet husband administered to me and blessed me, and the Lord promised that I would heal quickly, which I did. I was SO very blessed! I was in a lot of pain for several days, but every few hours, I could tell it was a little better than it had been the few hours before. After about a week, I was simply very tender, especially when lying down. Another week or two, and it was mild tenderness...and after that I barely notice it except when I have some kind of impact (with 3 boys, that happens easily).Other than that, life around here has just happened. Sammy had a grumpy month while he worked on cutting 4 teeth, and now he's back to his cheerful self. Joseph is Joseph, constant and stubborn. Adam has been growing immensely in knowledge since I started preschooling him about a month ago. This is a special time we have together, and it's been wonderful. Adam is better behaved than he used to be, which I think is a direct result of the one-on-one time he gets with me. He is learning so fast and I am so pleased! And as I've been teaching him, he's been sharing his knowledge with Joseph, so Joseph knows almost as much as Adam does! I wish I started teaching Adam sooner.
Anyway, this is about it. I'm excited about the fruit trees we planted last week (peach, apricot, and 2 pears) and also that we have a renter for our master suite. The extra income will be so nice! It will help me to build my garden and pay for other household things. Anita is a really nice lady, and I think she will get along well in our home.
I guess that's all I can think to say!
Thursday, 19 August 2010
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My Life
I recently subscribed to Momaroo, and have really enjoyed reading posts written by other moms. I also have subscribed to a couple other blog rings associated with Xanga.
I enjoy reading about the things that other people think when it comes to motherhood and many issues that come with that, as well as the things people post about health and religion on some of the other blogs I follow. But I'm starting to wonder if I'm really that different. I read about so many people who have strained relationships with their parents, spouses/partners, with their food, with everything around them. People who are simply miserable in so many ways.I wonder, am I the only woman in the world who honestly can't think of anyone in the world I hate? I can think of two people I'm uncomfortable around...but I don't have hard feelings toward them. It's just awkward because they do towards me. I love my life. I love and respect and have good relationships with each of my 5 siblings (and their spouses), my parents, my husband (especially him - he's so awesome!) and his parents and siblings (and spouses). My life is happy.
This doesn't mean that I don't have challenges and moments where I'm overwhelmed and unhappy (though those moments can usually be traced to a certain time of the month, or while pregnant). I still have times when I wish things were better...but all in all, life is wonderful. When my husband and I were dirt-poor college students who had to carefully budget to afford a date night and eat out at Taco Bell, we were happy. When Jeff got a decent job and started to work to prove himself and while I spent hours alone with our young children, we were happy. Now that he's doing well in his job and I spend hours alone with our three children or with my sister and her family, I'm still happy. Some places we've lived I've had good friends, and some places I didn't. Regardless, I can be happy.
I am so grateful for the gift of happiness. I wish I knew how to give it to others.
Saturday, 17 July 2010
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update again
So many times I have opened this to write, only to be disturbed or to have my mind go blank. I know few really read my blog, so it's even easier to lag behind.
So what's been keeping me busy lately? After my last post I spent the following week with Julie and getting as much as I could of her before taking her to the airport for her trip home. It was strange the last few weeks. I could feel her withdrawing from us. The love is still strong, but things shifted in some indescribable way. It like in a way she was gone before she left. It made the goodbye easier in a way. We still talk when we can, yet conversation doesn't flow freely as it used to. We both feel like there's little to say.
After Julie left, we started in earnest on building our fence. It's been 6 weeks and last night we finally finished putting it up. All that's left is to repair a couple of broken posts, cut the tops of any too-long posts and then cap them all, and secure one last panel. Yeah, it still sounds like a lot but we are SO grateful to have it up!! It's been a big stress and a lot of work.
Through all this, we've been helping Eva as much as we reasonably could in her preparations to move. I helped pack, Jeff helped move things into a storage unit. Eva moved here so her old house could be empty so she could clean it and get it rented out, and also so she could clean her new house preparatory to moving in. They'll be living with us about a month in all. Poor Eva, it seems as if all that could go wrong has. But that's her story, not mine.
We have 10 kids in our home: two 9-mo-olds, two 2-yr-olds, a 4 yr, 5, 7, 9, and two 13 yr olds. I watch them mostly while Eva works, sometimes taking a couple of kids with her for help. I tell you, it's been chaos in my home! But a lot of fun, too. There are things I won't miss when they leave, but all in all, I think I will miss having them around all the time. My house will be so quiet and will feel empty. Fewer games played, less help with dishes. It's been WONDERFUL to get to know Mariah a lot better.
Also in the midst of this, my uncle passed away suddenly in an accident. It shocked us all so much! I think the suddenness of it made it harder than it was when my father passed away. I knew Dad was dying and I had time to say goodbye and adjust to the idea. He was in so much pain that I longed for his release from it. And while I am glad my uncle died immediately and had no suffering, it's still hard to adjust to the idea. Dale was so kind and loving towards everyone! Love and warmth exuded from him. I guess if anyone was ready to meet His Maker, Dale was.
There is more to say. I'd love to share little anecdotes of my children's lives. They've been so full of cuteness lately! Not to mention pictures I'd like to post. But that will have to wait fpr another day.
Friday, 28 May 2010
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Sammy-kins
Poor Samuel. He's got so many nicknames! He is called Samuel, Sam, Sammy, Sammy-J, Sammy James, Samkin, and Sammy-kins by the adults. Joseph, in trying to pronounce his name, used to say Sa-Zam! and that was cool, so I called him Sa-Zam sometimes, too. Now Joseph calles him Sammy-doo, and I have no clue where he got that...but it's been added to the list of things we call him.
I haven't yet posted much about him as a baby, and after reading Kat's blog about Canon, I decided Sam needed an entry all about him, too. I did them for my other boys as babies, but just don't blog as much anymore.
Sam is now 8 months old. He has a ready giggle and his smile shows off his one dimple, on his right cheek (I think - now I'm drawing a blank!). Sam is so-o-o long-suffering! I guess with two older brothers he has to be. He loves attention and is learning to give back the hugs and wet kisses so abundantly bestowed upon him. One of my favorite things: he thinks I'm pretty. Whenever I'm nursing him and he's looking all around, when his eyes come to my face they always dilate. If I'm smiling, he'll smile as big as he can without losing his latch.
Developments:
Sam seems to be behind...but that's only because I can't help comparing him to babies his age around me. Drs and child therapists all tell me he's just fine. At 8 months of age, he can sit for several minutes, keeping his balance well. But he can't get himself into a sitting position. He is finally (like in the past 2 weeks) rolling consistently. When he wants something out of reach, he'll stretch for it, fuss, scoot half-an-inch, then roll back in the opposite direction. If I put him in a standing position, he'll hold his weight for a few minutes, but like sitting, he won't pull himself to stand or anything.
He's very curious and wants to play with and mouth EVERYTHING. My current *favorite* is his tendency to reach for his food bowl; if he succeeds in getting his hand in, he will stir and squish in his fingers and smear on all available surfaces this fascinating goop. He is my little eater. He LOVES to eat, and can put away more than a cup of food in literally 2 minutes; just gulping it, barely stopping to breathe.
He's got a big round head like Jeff's. I'm glad it grew to the 97%-ile AFTER the birth and not in the womb. He's got chubby little thighs and is the first of my children to have a little line at his wrist because of the fat in his arm. Even so, he's still barely keeping up with the average for a baby his age.
Sammy drools. A lot. Like Adam did, Sammy can soak a bib and the shirt underneath it in less than an hour. He doesn't often drool that much....he goes in spurts. Some days he drools a waterfall, others he's mostly dry. Adam drooled all day every day, and Joseph barely drooled at all except while teething.
At 8 months, Adam was crawling like a pro and had 4 or 5 teeth. Joseph was crawling and had 3 or 4 teeth, I think. Sam doesn't try to crawl yet...he won't hold his tummy off the ground at all. And he has no teeth yet. I love his gummy grin, though. He is just as silent as the other two were. None of them coo'd or babbled much if at all. So like them, I expect he'll be a late talker; but I'll keep trying!
Sammy LOVES music! No matter what he's doing, he'll turn to face me and smile when he hears me sing. He's the first of my children who will stop crying and pay attention when sung to. He love being patted on the tummy or back as a comfort measure, too.
All in all, Sammy is a delightful baby and I can't wait to witness the kind of boy he will be and how he will add to my home.
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
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Road Trip 2010
Our vacation had its ups and downs. 9 days, as much driving as not, can be taxing; road trips with little ones can be trying, and there are always things to put back your schedule...but all in all, it was great.
On Friday the 2nd we left home and drove down to Las Vegas, NV, and stayed with Jeff's uncle and aunt, John and Mary. On Saturday, John and Jeff an our older boys stayed at the house and watched Conference while Mary, Julie, Sammy, and I toured downtown. We went to the M&M factory, the Venetian Hotel (where we watched a couple get married in a gondola in the man-made indoor river) and toured the grounds at the Mirage and Treasure Island hotels. We got back in time for the men to go to Priesthood Session.
The next day was Easter, and I watched as much of conference as I could stay awake for (oh, and what I did see was amazing! I loved it and really fought to stay up, but I was so exhausted from the day before!), and in between sessions John and Mary hosted a big luncheon and a little Easter Egg hunt. Adam loved it! It was his first time hunting for the colorful, candy-filled eggs. Joseph was napping, so Adam would pick one egg for his basket, then one for Joseph's. It was really sweet and so cute! After Joseph awoke, we put his eggs back on the lawn and let him walk around and gather them, but by then all the guests had gone. The lunch was so filling we didn't have dinner; this was a good thing, for at about dinnertime, Jeff and I both started feeling ill. We go some kind of very yucky tummy bug. Mine ended up lasting about 24 hrs, and Jeff's for 48.
Monday morning, in spite of feeling ill, we packed up again and headed out toward the Grand Canyon by way of Hoover Dam. There was a lot of construction near Hoover, and the traffic was so backed up that pedestrians were walking faster, and it put us 2-3 hours behind schedule. We got to Williams AZ around 6 and checked into our motel. Jeff curled up in bed and found a movie on TV for the boys to watch, and Julie and I headed out to see the Grand Canyon. We were about 15 minutes away when we realized it had become too dark to see anything, so we turned around, frustrated yet determined to see it the next morning, which we did. It was beautiful! We didn't stay long because just that drive (an hour in the opposite direction from where we were headed) put us three hours behind schedule. This caused us to forgo one of our planned activities, but it's okay.
Tuesday, other than our 1/2 hour at the Grand Canyon, was all driving. The main freeway was shut down (I assume because of an accident, for three ambulances rushed past us as we were heading for it) and so we took a scenic highway that was beautiful, but slower. We found this old trading post with tee pees and fun stuff like that, and got out and had some fun taking pictures there. We arrived in Tuscon around 6:30. Had we been there before 4 as planned, the Tom (the dad of the family with whom we stayed) would have taken us for a ride in their airplane. I would have LOVED that, but such is life. Tom and Karin come from Germany, and the Karin is good friends with Julie's mom. We planned the trip so she and Julie could meet. I get the feeling she wasn't all that excited to have our entire family in her home, though. She was very gracious and kind, but there was something lacking that make me self conscious around her, especially when the boys were awake. It's a large home, just built and not quite done inside. Because of this, we had to keep a close eye on the boys so they wouldn't hurt themselves or break anything. The boys were as good as I could hope for considering the circumstances, but they didn't like being confined to one small area of the house, and they were louder than the family is used to, as their sons are all grown. I kept out of their house as long as I could each day.
Wednesday after breakfast, we went to the Sonora Desert Museum. Thinking it was a typical museum, I didn't bring sunscreen. However, it is an outdoor museum and we all (except Julie) burned. Especially Sam. He got it the worst and I feel SO bad about that! However, the museum was AWESOME! It showed various plants and animals native to southern AZ, and I learned a lot. We saw a roadrunner, wolves, a cougar and otters and rattlesnakes...just to name a few, plus some really cool plants. My favorite was the cholla, which is all fuzzy and reminds me of Dr Suess. I also learned that the saguaro (the Taco Time tree) has be at least 70 years old to start growing arms, and if it has 5 arms or more, then it's at least 200 years old! That was cool. After the museum, we went to Dave and Shelly's house for dinner. If I had known they lived in Tucson when I first planned the trip, I think I would have seen if we could sleep there. Oh well. We had a great time with them and I was SO glad they had time to have us over. I wish we could have stayed longer, but the boys were ready for bed, and they slept well that night.
Thursday we planned to spend all day at Old Tucson Studios, a wild west style town that was the shooting place for several old westerns. Many of John Wayne's movies were shot there, as was Tombstone. They had stunt shows and staged gunfights and a train and a carousel (the boys LOVED the train and carousel rides, and we went on each a few times). It was really fun, but not very big, so by early afternoon we were done. We drove back to downtown Tucson and ate at a really yummy Greek restaurant, then spent the rest of the day sipping McFlurries at a McDonald's Playhouse until the kids were ready for bed again.
Friday morning we packed up again and headed toward home. We drove to Zion Nat'l Park and there we stayed with John and Mary again, in a cabin they have there. The next morning we went for rides on their ATV's (none of us had ever been off-roading before - it was fun!) then for a bus tour of Zion, stopping for a little hike to the Weeping Rock and a bigger hike to the Emerald Pools. The air was fresh and cool and it was great to get that exercise before the last leg of our trip. We had fun taking pictures in Zion, too. If you have a chance, you can see many of the pictures we took. Go to my Facebook page and I have a photo album there.
Since I've been home, I've been watching conference online during Joseph's naptime. I'm all done with Saturday's sessions, and oh I've loved them! Sister Beck's talk really hit home for me, as it directly dealt with feelings and frustrations I'd been fighting with, and gave me hope and direction. I listened to it twice, and I think I will again. I want to internalize it.
We are enjoying our new home. I'm almost done unpacking. Ron is supposed to visit again, coming on April 30, and I think that by then, I can be ready. It's SO nice to not be pregnant, as I have for the past 3 moves. I have a lot more energy and can do so much more!
Well, there's my long post, I hope you enjoyed it. I would add pictures, but they were lost when my hard drive died hours after I uploaded them and deleted them from my camera. So sad! At least I put several of them up on Facebook, so if you have an account there, you can get online and see them.
Monday, 22 March 2010
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Spring really is in the air
and I am so excited about it! It's been warm (50 degrees, sometimes even warmer) and sunny for several days now. I love Spring weather and new flowers and getting out of the house! Yesterday and Saturday we went for a walk along the path that goes behind our house, and it took us to the river, just a few minutes walk away. We left development and were surrounded by nature for most of the walk, and I just loved it!
So, here's what my past month has been like: busy! We moved on March 13th. It's been just over a week and my living room and kitchen and dining room are almost in order. My boys room is as done as it gets...just a bed and a dresser. The bathrooms are workable, though I haven't found the box with all the bath toys and baby shampoo yet. My bedroom is a mess of rummaged-through boxes. It's hard to unpack in there because Sammy still sleeps in our room and the best time for me to work is while he's sleeping.
We found out recently that we have quite a gopher problem that needs to be taken care of before I can plant my garden. We also need to get started on building our fence so that the boys can play outside.
Sammy's been wearing his helmet for almost a week now, and is beginning to get used to it. Tomorrow we meet with the orthotist, and I think I'll have him adjust the helmet a little, as it's putting pressure in an area it's not supposed to and Sammy's skin is not happy about it. That should be an easy fix, though. I've got a great orthotist. His wife is missing a limb and needs his services, and so he understands what his patients are going through in a way most doctors don't, and he really cares about making everything as comfortable as possible. I like him.
And here are a few of Sammy's 6-month pics:
Joseph is starting to use words now, and though his speech is mostly not understandable by anyone except me, it's still exciting that he's finally trying.
Adam is understanding more and more and reasoning more and more, and I've decided his age is one of my favorite ages of childhood. This may change, but for now, that's the way it is.
Life overall is good; I love my new home, my new ward, my new neighborhood, and my sweetheart.
Monday, 22 February 2010
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My second entry today:
is an update. After my entry several days ago, I've had a few people wondering what's going on, and I finally took a moment to write it all up to share with you.
Alright, here's the update...warning: this may end up quite long.
The house Jeff and I are currently in is a rent-to-own. After having lived here some time, we realized there is a lot of fixing up that needs to happen, and Jeff and I have neither the money nor the know-how to take care of even a portion of them. When our one year contract came up, we needed to tell the owner whether or not we were ready to buy or whether we would sign up for an additional year. When we spoke to her, we told her we had decided not to buy this home, but that we'd like to stay and continue paying rent until midsummer. She asked us to meet with her, which we did, and she informed us that she understood our reasons but that we couldn't stay till summer. She had a busy, busy summer planned and wanted to get the house ready and on the market before May, so we had to be out by the third week of April.
We still have Julie with us, and wanted to stay through summer so she could stay at her current school and so we could avoid all the paperwork involved with moving while a foreign exchange student is living with you; and all the work, plain and simple, until she was home again with her family and not caught up in the stress of it all (though frankly, she's excited about it because she's never "moved" in her life and this is a new adventure for her).
Jeff is still working at BlueHost. This has not changed. About a year ago the company moved to south Provo, so we did, too. Now we're moving to Spanish Fork, even further south, and about twice the distance from work as our current house is, but still only 20 minutes to drive. We are buying a house there...it's lovely! It was built in 2006, has been lived in for nearly 2 years, and empty for a year beyond that. It has been on short sale and was scheduled to go into foreclosure if it hadn't sold by the end of February. We offered $171,000 and it was accepted. We close this afternoon or tomorrow. It has 5br, 3 full bath with a lovely kitchen (you may know how much I love to cook - I'm really excited about this kitchen!) and is 3100 sq ft. Too much space for us now, but we'll grow into it. I don't yet have half the kids I plan to have. In the meantime, we may rent a room to some bachelor or something...after Julie is gone, of course. The ward is full of young families. In Relief Society Meeting, I noticed that probably 90% of the women were within 3 years of my age. There are 200 kids under the age of 12. There are 4 nurseries and 2 filled-to-capacity Sunbeam classes. So all they need is me, with a sunbeam and a nursery child and a baby! Even so, my kids won't lack for playmates.
Oh, moving is such a hassle! At least I'm not pregnant this time, as I have been for my past three moves. I have 2-1/2 weeks to be all packed up and ready to go. Yikes!
Some of you have asked about my mom...she has her ups and downs, but at least the ups outnumber the downs, as far as I’m aware. I think she's alright. Dad's been ailing for so long, we're surprised he lived as long as he did. I am doing well with it. I am very much at peace with my dad's passing, and have not really mourned. I am grieving, in a way, but it's not grief. Does that make sense? I am more happy than sad about it, and mostly it's been a calm, factual acceptance. Still, I do have times where I am...reflective. Where I'll spend an evening or a few quiet moments thinking about Dad and enjoying memories I have of him. Sometime I cry, but it's not a sad cry. I had a great relationship with my dad, and I have no regrets. There are no "I wish I had..." moments. A week before he passed, he had a major drop in blood pressure and breathing ability, and we knew it would soon happen. We had a special family home evening that was beautiful in every way it possibly could be, and very spiritual, and the perfect note to end on. It was our goodbye, and it satisfied that need perfectly.
How am I holding up in other ways is different. I've never had such a stressful period of life. Sammy does need a helmet. His head is deformed enough that his eye and ear are pushed forward on one side, and if it's not corrected, he'll have vision and jaw problems, not to mention how kids will tease him as he ages...he looks like a cute, and much milder-looking Quasimodo, without a hunchback. Because it will not cause any brain damage, the insurance won't cover it. The orthotist will offer me a $1000 discount if insurance continues to refuse our petitions, and this discount will bring the price down to about $1600. Sammy also needs to see a dermatologist about these weird scaly lesions he has on his forehead; he is developing a new one on his cheek and another on his left leg. This morning I went to see the dermatologist my dr referred me to. I arrived 5 minutes early and waited 50 minutes to be brought into a room, and then after more than a half hour in there, I just left without being seen. Because I got home later than expected, my kids got a late lunch and I missed Joseph's sleep window for naptime and oh, he's a monster! I'm downright frazzled. I've called Sam's dr and asked for a different referral, for which I am now waiting.
I’ve also been asked how I am holding up with 3 kids now. As a mother of 3, I'm generally okay. I'm blessed with mild children (well, Joseph is in his terrible twos, but otherwise he's a good kid). Sammy is the most patient baby I've ever known. Joseph loves to help and often really is more help than hindrance (especially with supervision and guidance). Adam is getting so smart and starting to be able to reason and to remember...and consequently, he's a darling boy to have around. He finally potty trained and rarely has messes, and he is gentle with Sam and will even gently wipe snot or dribble when he thinks it's needed. He is a bossy big brother and tries too hard to keep Joseph in line. All in all, though I am often frazzled and wishing I could put my kids on “pause” so I can take a nap, I am happy and love mothering my three boys. Julie has been SUCH a blessing! If all exchange students could be as wonderful as she is, I would host one every year! She is so helpful and loves my family so much. I'm going to cry like crazy when she goes home.
I hope you enjoyed my epistle! Now you're all up to date. Comments are welcome. I hope you all are having a great year so far!
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my 2nd entry today
is an update. After my entry several days ago, I've had a few people wondering what's going on, and I finally took a moment to write it all up to share with you.
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The house Jeff and I are currently in is a rent-to-own. After having lived here some time, we realized there is a lot of fixing up that needs to happen, and Jeff and I have neither the money nor the know-how to take care of even a portion of them. When our one year contract came up, we needed to tell the owner whether or not we were ready to buy or whether we would sign up for an additional year. When we spoke to her, we told her we had decided not to buy this home, but that we'd like to stay and continue paying rent until midsummer. She asked us to meet with her, which we did, and she informed us that she understood our reasons but that we couldn't stay till summer. She had a busy, busy summer planned and wanted to get the house ready and on the market before May, so we had to be out by the third week of April.
We still have Julie with us, and wanted to stay through summer so she could stay at her current school and so we could avoid all the paperwork involved with moving while a foreign exchange student is living with you; and all the work, plain and simple, until she was home again with her family and not caught up in the stress of it all (though frankly, she's excited about it because she's never "moved" in her life and this is a new adventure for her).
Jeff is still working at BlueHost. This has not changed. About a year ago the company moved to south Provo, so we did, too. Now we're moving to Spanish Fork, even further south, and about twice the distance from work as our current house is, but still only 20 minutes to drive. We are buying a house there...it's lovely! It was built in 2006, has been lived in for nearly 2 years, and empty for a year beyond that. It has been on short sale and was scheduled to go into foreclosure if it hadn't sold by the end of February. We offered $171,000 and it was accepted. We close this afternoon or tomorrow. It has 5br, 3 full bath with a lovely kitchen (you may know how much I love to cook - I'm really excited about this kitchen!) and is 3100 sq ft. Too much space for us now, but we'll grow into it. I don't yet have half the kids I plan to have. In the meantime, we may rent a room to some bachelor or something...after Julie is gone, of course. The ward is full of young families. In Relief Society Meeting, I noticed that probably 90% of the women were within 3 years of my age. There are 200 kids under the age of 12. There are 4 nurseries and 2 filled-to-capacity Sunbeam classes. So all they need is me, with a sunbeam and a nursery child and a baby! Even so, my kids won't lack for playmates.
Oh, moving is such a hassle! At least I'm not pregnant this time, as I have been for my past three moves. I have 2-1/2 weeks to be all packed up and ready to go. Yikes!
Some of you have asked about my mom...she has her ups and downs, but at least the ups outnumber the downs, as far as I’m aware. I think she's alright. Dad's been ailing for so long, we're surprised he lived as long as he did. I am doing well with it. I am very much at peace with my dad's passing, and have not really mourned. I am grieving, in a way, but it's not grief. Does that make sense? I am more happy than sad about it, and mostly it's been a calm, factual acceptance. Still, I do have times where I am...reflective. Where I'll spend an evening or a few quiet moments thinking about Dad and enjoying memories I have of him. Sometime I cry, but it's not a sad cry. I had a great relationship with my dad, and I have no regrets. There are no "I wish I had..." moments. A week before he passed, he had a major drop in blood pressure and breathing ability, and we knew it would soon happen. We had a special family home evening that was beautiful in every way it possibly could be, and very spiritual, and the perfect note to end on. It was our goodbye, and it satisfied that need perfectly.
How am I holding up in other ways is different. I've never had such a stressful period of life. Sammy does need a helmet. His head is deformed enough that his eye and ear are pushed forward on one side, and if it's not corrected, he'll have vision and jaw problems, not to mention how kids will tease him as he ages...he looks like a cute, and much milder-looking Quasimodo, without a hunchback. Because it will not cause any brain damage, the insurance won't cover it. The orthotist will offer me a $1000 discount if insurance continues to refuse our petitions, and this discount will bring the price down to about $1600. Sammy also needs to see a dermatologist about these weird scaly lesions he has on his forehead; he is developing a new one on his cheek and another on his left leg. This morning I went to see the dermatologist my dr referred me to. I arrived 5 minutes early and waited 50 minutes to be brought into a room, and then after more than a half hour in there, I just left without being seen. Because I got home later than expected, my kids got a late lunch and I missed Joseph's sleep window for naptime and oh, he's a monster! I'm downright frazzled. I've called Sam's dr and asked for a different referral, for which I am now waiting.
I’ve also been asked how I am holding up with 3 kids now. As a mother of 3, I'm generally okay. I'm blessed with mild children (well, Joseph is in his terrible twos, but otherwise he's a good kid). Sammy is the most patient baby I've ever known. Joseph loves to help and often really is more help than hindrance (especially with supervision and guidance). Adam is getting so smart and starting to be able to reason and to remember...and consequently, he's a darling boy to have around. He finally potty trained and rarely has messes, and he is gentle with Sam and will even gently wipe snot or dribble when he thinks it's needed. He is a bossy big brother and tries too hard to keep Joseph in line. All in all, though I am often frazzled and wishing I could put my kids on “pause” so I can take a nap, I am happy and love mothering my three boys. Julie has been SUCH a blessing! If all exchange students could be as wonderful as she is, I would host one every year! She is so helpful and loves my family so much. I'm going to cry like crazy when she goes home.
I hope you enjoyed my epistle! Now you're all up to date. Comments are welcome. I hope you all are having a great year so far!
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I love to read, cook, crochet, and make children laugh. I'm talkative and friendly, and kinda weird. I like having dinner parties and doing crossword puzzles. I'm a mommy of three and absolutely love it! Anything else you wanna know? Ask me. I don't bite.





























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