Well, I've got to go finish packing, so Merry Christmas to all and to all a Goodnight.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Well, I've got to go finish packing, so Merry Christmas to all and to all a Goodnight.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
***Edited to add...Well, the ones I wanted to add the most just are not coming up for some reason. Very VERY irritating. They are the ones from a Christmas Carol. There is a great one of Jerrod and I kissing that I wanted to put on a page with a song about mistletoe. That picture was what inspired this (and the next 2) posts of pictures. So now I think I'll end up just printing the songs with no pictures. But I'll leave these up here for now, and hopefully get those Christmas Carol pictures up sometime. Merry Christmas!
Isn't this sweet? This is Sariah in 1st grade. She's holding a small nutcracker, and I think she looks as precious as can be! In the background is her stocking that my Grandma Fife knitted for her! (or crocheted.) My great grandma used to make those for all of us, and I was so thrilled to get a matching stocking for Sariah from my grandma. Now I just need to convince one of my sisters that they want to learn how to do that.
(I fixed the centered thing..)
Sariah in kindergarten with colored cookie dough.
My cute girls
I love Essi. She has so much exuberance for everything in life. She's such a great example. She's a nut.
Another great Christmas picture! My aunts.. Julie and Sharla!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
~Well, maybe I'm exaggerating a little, but it's right up there with Chocolate, Butterflies, and my right arm.~
Have you heard of "Moby Wraps?" All they are are a strip of fabric that's 5-6 yards long by 20-36 inches wide. They are A-freaking-MAZING!! So is this website that tells you how to make one yourself with lots of pictures and fabric suggestions. I can tell you how to make the wrap in one sentence. "Go buy 5 - 6 yards of fabric, cut in in half lengthwise." Viola. It's a wrap. (Well, actually, 2 wraps.) I made mine in like 2 minutes at Jo-Ann's Fabric Tuesday night.
Mine are brown, so I totally look like a Jedi wearing one, and since Tuesday, I've been wearing it constantly. (Pretty much I only take it off to sleep and shower.) It is so wonderful though, I finally feel like myself again! Over the past couple days when we've been out running errands, it's been as easy as not having a baby! (Maybe because the force is with me.) I love having his little self snuggled right next to me. I LOVE being able to use both hands. I'm loving not lugging around those blasted carrier car seats.
My back feels SO much better these past couple days since I've had this. I've been able to do dishes, laundry, and clean out a junk room. (Though my new ability to do those things should probably remain secret...) Right now I'm typing this with my little man strapped to my belly watching me type. (Earlier today I was cutting fabric and sewing.) He's happy, and I can use both hands!!
I'm convinced that this is the best thing EVER for new moms, and that they should give them out at the hospital to help prevent a myriad of problems from back pain to post-partum depression.
We went to the mall Tuesday night, and I was stopped by just about every woman there (pregnant ladies, young moms, old moms, grandmas) to ask where I got this and how it works. Everyone either wanted one or knew someone who would.
Here are the instructions for how to tie the wrap.
Anyway, thanks for letting me gush and if you've got babies or toddlers, go check out the clearance section of your favorite fabric store!!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
So when I found out they were popular, I was pretty disappointed. Really disappointed. I think I wanted to share it with my friends etc., but I didn't want the whole world to know about my Forks, Bella, Charlie, Carlisle, Esme, Alice, Emmett, Edward, and Jacob. That disappointment rapidly disappeared when I realized that because of Twilight's popularity, they were making a movie!!
So back in January, when they announced the cast members, I was telling everyone I knew about it with as much (probably more) enthusiasm as I was telling them we were pregnant. (Hey, I was sick, and that was then, now that he's here, Helam is TOTALLY better than Edward. Any day.)
So throughout the summer, I'd watch like every update on the official Twilight website, looking for updates on both the book and the movie. I didn't go to the midnight book release, but I got it the next day. I was REALLY looking forward to the movie, and to watching it with my husband. (Who was probably as excited as (if not more excited than) me to see it.)
I turned down an opportunity to get tickets to watch it on the sold out release day (He's good at making the right connections..) and wanted to postpone it until it wouldn't be so crowded, and we could go with our baby.
Thanksgiving weekend. We are at my parents house, joking about Twilight. (I like it, but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy a good joke at it's expense.) Then my dad decides to show us how cool he is, and how unlike the rest of EVERYONE, he doesn't have to wait until it comes out on dvd to watch it on his computer. Without me realizing what he was doing, he spends about a half hour looking for it, finds it then tells us that Twilight was on tv. I didn't want to be rude, so I went down and was watching it with him. So, the version that he had (cough...illegally..cough...though the website says that if the owner of the copyright contacts them they'll take it down :eyesrolling: ) was made to be compatible with a computer screen. Not a 52 inch screen. It looked like a really old bad home video, like when in movies they show really old home videos that the movie characters are watching. It was horrible quality.
Add to that my movie watching companions. My dad. My 13 year old brother. My husband and baby (who admittedly would have been with me no matter where I watched it.) Not another drop of estrogen in the room. We were laughing at all the wrong parts, and I don't think it's possible to really enjoy Twilight with some guys who haven't read the book, so they don't know what's going on, and why Alice is so adorable, and any of the back story with Mike Newton. (Who was also adorable.) They just didn't get it. Then it timed out after 72 minutes, and we had to wait 54 to see the rest of it. During that time, I got upset because Jerrod was doing homework, so as a matter of principle, I had to keep fuming at him throughout the rest of the movie. The second part of the movie we watched on kitchen chairs at the table.
Anyway, my advice. Don't download free movies online. Watch Twilight in the theater. (I'm still planning to.) When you do, either watch it with your husband (who loves either Twilight, or you, or both) or a bunch of girls. Not with a bunch of vampire illiterate men.
On the bright side, right after that, we found a bunch of old school Strawberry Shortcake shows on YouTube. And as evidence that I am raising my girls correctly, they loved those SO much more than the new version.
So, did you see Twilight? Like it?
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
So, we finally cracked, gave in, and splurged and bought one. I love it. It is everything they say it is and more. The fabric of the seat is AMAZING, when I turned on the music, I thought I was listening to a gentle relaxing classical cd. When I put my baby in it all snuggled up (he was already asleep) I was very soothed watching the hypnotic sway of the swing. I was so thrilled to have the best for my baby.
He hates it. Whenever I put him in it asleep, he'd wake up pretty soon after. If I put him in it for just a few minutes to shower or go to the bathroom, he'd cry the whole time. Even with the stinking soothing sounds on.
My baby does NOT understand how to properly be soothed.
I think he thought he was fine using mom, dad, or Sariah as a soothing center.
Anyway, we pulled out his swing we'd originally got him, from the BYUI bulletin board for a cool 20 bucks. This one is a tacky blue with fish and bubbles all over it, and a mobile that Helam is absolutely in love with. We stuck him back in there and he looked just as happy as any baby has ever looked in a swing. He seemed to think he was home at last.
While I'm disappointed that he seems to be deficient in the "knowledge of proper baby soothing" department, I'm thrilled that he's excelling in the "If you can get the same dang thing for 20 dollars instead of 190, get the freaking cheap one!" department. (Which reminds me I need to do a separate blog about Essi.. who hasn't mastered that one yet.) So, we took it back and totally got our money back. Sweet.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Things we're grateful/thankful for. (These are the answers that I got when I asked people in our family what they were thankful for.)
1 That I'm married to you.
2 Helam, and his splendid chubbiness.
3 Sariah, and the time I can spend writing music with her.
4 Essi, and how she's such a silly little sunshine, and how she mispronounces her plurals and tenses. (ie. saw=seeded bought = buyded)
5 That our van is paid off.
6 For the internet and technology. (Yes.. he loves technology.. But not as much as me you see... Always and forever... ha ha ha.. )
7 The Scriptures and how I feel when I read them
9 My testimony.
10 The songs and music that I'm inspired to write.
Bonus: the Temple, especially the one in Rexburg.
1 Sariah. I love how excited she is to learn anything and everything.
2 Esther. How tempestuous she is. When she's happy, a sunnier disposition you could not find. But when she's mad... Whoa. I think she's inherited some of that Scottish Fife girl
3 Helam. Actually, everything about his sweet soft self. I especially love how unconditionally he loves me. In his eyes I'm perfect and everything about me is just right. The love he has for me helps me love myself.
4 The fact that that what I wrote about Helam could also be written about Jerrod. (well, not the sweet soft part... He's more Edwardian.. you know.. chiseled marble.. ;) ) I'm truly blessed to have him for my husband and best friend.
5 Blogging, and especially when people comment. (Thank You!!!) It's (sadly) some of the only adult interaction I get.
7 Our ward.
8 That our family has grown so close and that we've been able to experience so much through all our moves.
9 My brothers and sisters and sister in law and mom and dad and other extended family.
10 The Gospel of Jesus Christ and that family will extend beyond the grave.
2 That I get to go to my grandma's house for Thanksgiving.
3 My parents.
4 That my mom's such a great cook. (No I didn't pay her, but I'll be giving her an extra slice of pie for that one! ;) )
7 My room
8 That my mom didn't make me go to school today.
9 All the nature
10 The trash on the ground that my mom lets me keep. (That's another blog post entirely.)
Bonus: that Jesus will come again, and for the beautiful world that Jesus made, and that I can play the piano
1 Sariah loves me
2 Jesus is still alive now
3 That I have grandpa's and dad's and aunt's. (I'm assuming she means all her relatives, and I don't know what she means with the plural dad thing. ha ha!)
4 That I have a mom
5 That we have food to eat
8 That Christmas is coming
9 The dragon we got from the library
10 I love you
11 That I have a mouth, and that you have a mouth.
12 That we have paper towels
13 For Essi
Helam (7 weeks)
1 My soft soft soft (oh so soft) and cushioned mommy.
2 The sweet nectar that seems to flow from my mom.
3 The not so sweet nectar that comes in the formula canisters from Sam's Club.
4 My dad, especially when he changes my not so pleasant diapers, he's a pro.
5 My swing
7 Mobiles. But, I still can't figure out where the toys go in the time between when they dance out of my line of vision and reappear minutes later... Still working on that one.
8 That my mom lets me sleep on her, and doesn't get mad that I puke down her shirt at least once a day.
9 My doggy bed that my mom brilliantly thought would make a great co-sleeper.
10 Ummm... My mom.
What are you thankful for this year?
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
I know at first this idea seems somewhat
When we were newly(er) married we had a similar Christmas. We had no money. Seriously, none. I'm guessing less than 100 in the bank and an unpaid electric bill. I'm pretty sure everything that was actually purchased by us that year came from the dollar store or was really really cheap to order from the the Distribution Center. (Their free pamphlets and booklets.)
Anyway, when we got married, Jerrod's mom brought a bunch of suitcases and boxes of Jerrod's stuff that he'd left at home for him. After 2 years, he'd still not gone through it. So that Christmas, I went through it, and among the
Friday, October 31, 2008
So done. I love Sariah's and Essi's face in this one. Sariah's still trying to smile, Essi's wondering what the heck we're doing still trying to get pictures.
Helam's done, Essi's done, Sariah's still trying..
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Now for the pictures.
Not even 2 hours old.
Does dad look tired? He is.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Stats again, October 7th, 12:48 pm 9 lbs 11 oz, 21 1/2 long 15 inch head and chest.
We had Helam at home assisted by midwives who were absolutely amazing!! I'd been having prodromal (pre labor) labor for over a week and a half, every night thinking that the baby would be on his way soon. The day before, I was so incredibly unbelievably cranky, so I hoped that meant that he'd come soon.
The morning of the 7th, around 5:30 Essi climbed into bed with us, I felt something pop, and went to the bathroom and had bloody show. Immediately I was having contractions 4 minutes apart, so I was in active labor, but early active labor. I snuggled on the couch with Essi and timed them for about a half hour, then I called to Jerrod and told him I thought I was in labor for real this time, then Sariah woke up and we told her that the baby would probably be there today or the next. We called a sister in our ward (an angel, actually, it was her birthday too, but we didn't know that until afterward) to watch our kids, and she came and got them just as the midwives arrived (around 7ish.. I think.) They took my stats (blood pressure, pulse, baby's heartrate, etc. and I got in the tub.
Things progressed fast, so we thought. They were sure I was in transition around 9:00-9:30. I was kind of happy because I thought I was going to have a really quick labor. Around that time I remember asking if she thought we'd have him before noon, and she seemed to think that he'd definitely be here by then, and probably within the hour. Up until transition, things were pretty good. Not comfortable, but manageable. During "transition," things started hurting a lot more than they had and I remember with each contraction getting really upset at myself, and at labor because I wasn't feeling the "urge to push" which is supposed to come at the end of transition, which is supposed to be the shortest part of labor.
Then I went through a few more hours of transition, and I think those may have been the worst of my life. I kept trying to relax through the contractions, and surrender to the "waves." I didn't do so well with that. lol. I remember thinking (during a contraction) of some(guy) author's words that labor didn't hurt, it was just the anticipation of pain yadda yadda yadda that made it seem like it hurt. I'd like to toss a fork at him. I'm very grateful my kids were not in the house, as we'd originally planned. (They were just going to be in another room with Aunt Trista.) Normally, I'm so not a screamer, and I have a really high pain tolerance, but I was screaming worse than anything you'd see on a horror movie in the middle of each contraction. I'm really embarrassed about how much I screamed. I also sounded like a cow a few times. Luckily we're surrounded by a cow pasture, so they probably just thought it was one of their own. ( A lot of them have been having calves lately, but I've never heard them, I think they handled it better than I did.) There's also an elementary school pretty close, and I'm hoping those poor kids at recess didn't hear me. I think I'd make a horrible scientologist. (Aren't they supposed to stay silent the whole time?) I probably scarred my baby for life. Anyway, it was pretty horrible. I have no idea what would have happened if I were screaming like that in a hospital. I probably would have never gotten to that point, as I would have begged for drugs, and an epidural, and or general anesthesia before we got to that point. But, let's pretend I didn't, and some poor girl was coming in to be induced to have her first baby and heard me. That would have been pretty traumatic. lol.
During labor, I loved being able to move around as I wished. Throughout the process, I was on the bed for a while, (biting my pillow snarling like a feral rabid beast) standing up in the bathroom a while, doing squats through the contractions, sitting backwards on the toilet, and in the tub (I'm grateful we have a big jetted one here) for a while. It was really amazing because I really felt like at each point, I absolutely had to be where I was at each different part of labor, and I loved being able to move around like that, I can't imagine any part of labor being done in a different location than I was at when I did it. So that was awesome, and one of the things I liked about birthing at home.
Jerrod was amazing throughout the whole thing. Completely awesome. I felt so bad, because I yelled at him quite a lot during those hours. Almost every time he'd talk, I'd tell him to shut up, I'd start a contraction then yell, "Don't touch me!!" followed by, "Why aren't you pushing on my back?! Touch me Jerrod, touch me!!" Then if he'd move his hands in slightly the wrong way, I'd yell like he was completely insane, "What are you DOING?!?" Then my contraction would stop, and I'd start blubbering apologies, telling him how sorry I was, and that I shouldn't yell at him. I remember mentioning a vasectomy being a really good idea as well. Then, he needed to pee, and poor guy, that just was NOT an option. He'd whisper, "Hon, I need to go to the bathroom." I'd reply in despair, "You can't!!" or "Too bad, hold it." The midwives thought it was funny, because they've heard that at many many births. Finally, one of them took over rubbing my back for maybe 20 seconds, so he could go, and it wasn't a big deal at all, and I'm really grateful they found a way to let him go, because it was still a couple hours after that before Helam came.
My midwives were absolute gold, and were able to help walk me through the contractions, gently suggesting through each one that I relax my hips, and bottom, and stomach and vaginal area, and think of it opening up, and helping me breath through the contractions instead of scream through them. They were amazing. I can't even describe how much it helped to have them there helping me like that. At that point I was sitting on the toilet seat backwards. I was there for probably at least an hour, I was backwards, and Jerrod was on a chair behind me supporting me.
After being on the toilet for a while, I wanted to get back in the tub. They drained a lot of it, and filled it so it would be the right temperature again, I got back in and about 1-2 contractions later, my water broke again or something. (It had broke earlier I'd thought, and they say it's normal for there to be two, or that before was my fore waters or something.) There was a pop, then I felt a gush of fluid go between my legs, even though I was in the tub. Then maybe one contraction later, I felt the baby's head shoot through some opening, on it's own, into my vaginal area. That was one of the best feelings EVER!! I knew what it was, and that I was almost done! I could have sang!! The midwives weren't aware it was there, and were continuing to say "relax your legs, relax your bottom." I was thinking, "No way! This baby is coming OUT!!" lol Jerrod saw me smile at this point and wondered what was going on. So I started pushing him out. They saw I wasn't relaxing but didn't realize I was pushing, and said to relax, I finally said, "he's coming," and put my hand on his head, that was already partway out. (I didn't want to tell them before because I didn't want them to yell at me to push (like in each of my hospital births.) I also didn't want them to tell me not to push.) When they saw the head, everyone was quite surprised and excited. They suggested I push slowly, and not let him rush out, to prevent tearing. (Can I just say how much I loved that?!? Both times in the hospital, they were yelling at me to push like if I didn't hurry and push the baby out, it would die or something. Then they'd always cut me. I've always hated that part.)
So I was slowly and gently pushing him out not during a contraction, and Jerrod was feeling his face, I remember him saying, the nose is almost out, I can feel the mouth, etc. That was neat. I pushed the head out, they checked for a cord around the neck, it wasn't there, and then they said all I needed to do was push the shoulders out. I was kind of expecting them to just fall out after the head. I did a practice push, realized it would take a little more than I wanted to do, and asked if I could switch to my hands and knees. They said yes, so with baby's head out, and body inside, I went from my back to my hands and knees in the bathtub. DH said they were quite impressed that I wanted to do that, and that I could do that. He also said it was very interesting and funny when I turned because all the sudden, the baby was facing up so there's my backside, with a chubby little face sticking out. That strikes me as really funny for some reason. Once I was on my hands and knees, it was one push and his shoulders, and the rest of his body slid out, into Jerrod's hands. They were saying how great he was, I was just thrilled to finally be done. I rolled back over, and took my sweet sweet baby. This was our biggest baby ever, and my first with no tearing or cuts! (Also the only one that came early, and I wasn't induced with.) The total pushing time was only 3 minutes or less, so that was awesome.
A few minutes later, the placenta came out, they cut the cord, yadda yadda, and it was done. His apgars were 10 and 10, he was doing so great. He was all pink and perfect, doing everything he should!
Then it was done! It was so normal, it was weird. I remember saying to Jerrod, "We just had a homebirth." It seemed so weird to me that it was over, and though I didn't expect anything to go wrong, it just seemed strange how natural it all seemed. But, I'm still kind of having a hard time realizing that this huge event is over. Going to the hospital to have a baby seems like such a grand event, and it divides things nicely into a before, during, and after. So in the past, I'd go to the hospital and come out with a baby, this time I went to the bathroom, and came out with a baby, so that is different, and a little weird to wrap my head around, but nice.
After the delivery, it looked like I was losing more blood than the midwives wanted me to, so they had some stuff they gave to fix that, and then I was fine. Then we rinsed me and the baby off, (clean-up was so easy, all the mess was in the tub.) and went and snuggled in our bed. I was so thrilled to have our little guy, and to not be pregnant anymore. (For a while I wasn't sure which I was happier about.)
Anyway, it was perfect. I loved a lot of doing it in a homebirth setting. During labor and right after, I figured if I ever did it again, it would only be under general anesthesia, but a day later, it seems as though it was totally doable. It was amazing. Oh, and if you've actually read this whole thing, you're amazing too! lol! Now, almost a week later, and with Helam already growing too fast, I'm wondering how soon we can do it again. (Someone please remind me how horrible pregnancy and labor is/was, because this little guy is making me think it was all worth it.)
Things that I really liked about midwives, and having him at home:
No vaginal exams. (Unless I wanted them, and um, I didn't.)
Not being stuck in a bed.
No monitors, except the midwives checking his heartrate when they needed to.
Not having to drive to the hospital in labor. (I cannot even imagine having to do that, (with my others I was induced,) and I have so much admiration and/or sympathy for women who have done that.)
Being able (and encouraged) to drink during labor. (Even being offered food, but that idea was laughable.)
This was such a neat experience for us. Since this birth, my mind has been focused a lot on the Atonement. It really feels like the whole labor process is so intertwined with the Atonement, and this experience has deepened my appreciation for that. I remember at times the utter reliance I felt, and I feel like there is still so much there to ponder.
Monday, September 29, 2008
But, I kind of need to get him out.
1- I'm bigger than I've ever been in my life. (Well, it feels that way, but I did actually weigh more at the end (2 weeks overdue) with Essi. But, I started this pregnancy 20+ lbs lighter, so it feels like more.)
2- I really want to meet this little guy.
3- Heartburn sucks. There's no other way around it.
4- He's felt like he was going to fall out since early June.
5- I had a dream (back in July) that seemed very real, and was similar to a previous experience that turned out to be real, telling me that this little guy would come sometime between the 22-29. (Of I assumed September. If my dream meant October, I think I'd like an epidural now just to get me to the 29th of October.)
6- Everyday he's in there, he's getting bigger. The bigger he gets, the bigger his head gets, and guess who gets to push that thing out...
Anyway, I thought it would be fun to let you vote on this.. When would be the best time for this guy to come? What are your predictions? Whoever guesses the closest wins!
So, please vote. Even if you are a lurker, or if you've never commented, please do.
1~When will he come? (Date and time.)
***If you are closest you will win Either a cheap calendar or a cheap watch. (Think dollar store.)
2~How big will he be?
***You'll win a Big Hunk candy bar. (If they still make those.)
3~How long will labor be?
***You'll win a Magic Eraser.
***disclaimer*** It may be a month or longer before you get your prize. Also, only people in the states will be mailed a prize. (the 48 states...)
Some random facts to help you make your decision
*With both previous babies, I've been induced.
*Sariah on her due date, and Esther 2 weeks late.
*Sariah's labor was 24 1/2 hours on pitocin with an epidural.
*Essi's labor was 6 hours with pitocin with an epidural that did not work at all. (I'm still wondering where it all went..)
*This time we will not be being induced. (So, no pitocin speeding things up, or helping things along.) Unless there's some sort of major medical emergency, this will be a 100% au natural birth.
*Sariah was 9 lbs.
*Esther was 9 lbs 5 oz.
*I was 9 lbs 5 oz.
*There is the forementioned dream with the dates predicting the 22-29.
Anyway, so vote away!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
As we've been considering baby names, I've come to fully and 100% agree with Anne (with an "E") Shirley's thoughts,
"I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I've never been able to believe it. I don't believe a rose WOULD be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage."
But, I'm also wondering if the diaper of a Horace/Eustace/Herman/Melvin would smell any different than the diaper of a Aiden/Caden/Braden/Haden/Jaden/Raiden..
Also, I've decided it's a lot harder to pick a boy's name than a girl's name. It seems like no matter what the girls name, the girl can make it her own. (Apple?) But, with some boy names, you really can only do so much, or a bunch of other boys have the name, or for a lot of really great boy names, they've morphed into girl names. I'd feel so bad giving my boy a name, and him coming home from school telling me that he has five other kids in class with the same name, and they're all girls. Poor guy. So, then you have to start making up names, or going with really weird stuff. Anyway, off that soapbox.
Over the course of our baby name discussions, we've had several suggestions that were funny to me.
The first one came from my husband, a few minutes after we found out we were pregnant.
Jerrod: If it's a boy, we could name him Jacob, and then for a middle name we could name him after my dad, and use Edward.
Me: You are suggesting that we name our baby Jacob Edward?" Then I started laughing. He didn't get what was so funny. Then I told him we can't because millions of obsessed Twilight fans would be using the same two names for the next 5 years.
Then, after reading from the Book of Mormon one day, Sariah comes out, and says, "I really, REALLY wish that Kishkumen was a good guy, because he has SUCH a COOL name!" I just laughed as I imagined raising a son named Kishkumen.
Other names that have been suggested by my children (for a boy) in all seriousness are;
From Essi we have Rainbow Brite, Ace, and Prince Charming.
Some of Sariah's contributions are, Crusader, Destroyer, Skywalker, Jedi, (which I actually kind of like..) and Anakin.
There were a lot more, but I don't remember them.
So, what will our little guy be named? Well we have finally settled on what he will be named, (Unless it changes... lol.) but it's remaining a secret. Mainly because if someone doesn't like the name, I want it to be his name before they have a chance to warn me not to use it, then if they don't like it, the only two options are to either be rude and tell us they don't like the name we've given our precious child, or keep their comments to themselves. (Which really are the same options that they had before, it's just some people don't see it that way.)
A clue for those who do want to know or guess, both the first and middle name can be found in the book of Mosiah. If you already know or have been told one of the names, you don't get to guess.
Also, comment and tell me what you love or hate about your name, people with names that have given them grief, or just funny name stories.
Here's a link for more baptism pictures.
Our trip went as good as any cross country trip could go at 8+ months pregnant. Things went really well. (My only problem was that my ankles swelled to about 3 times their normal size. It was SO crazy to look at them.) We were able to take a detour that allowed us to see Jerrod's biological father and grandparents for the first time since we've been married, and they got to meet the kids. It was a really nice trip. I was a little sulky about the whole thing, because I was thinking it was going to add 5 hours to our trip. After feeling sorry for myself for a while because I didn't want the drive, and I didn't want to meet people for the first time as huge as I currently am, I felt good about the trip. Then my angel sister, who just got back from her mission, called and said that she was going to Utah, and could pick up our other car (that Jerrod's co-workers drove there so Jerrod and I could drive home in the same vehicle (another huge blessing..) and drive it back to Idaho! That was SO awesome for us, and it ended up making our trip the same distance, or possibly an hour shorter than it would have been without the detour. :) It was great. It was nice visiting with Jerrod's "other" family. The children's great grandparents were delighted by our kids (which made me like them.. Basically, if you like my kids, I like you. lol.) and they spoiled them with presents and lots of candy. I think these were some of the first people that I've seen gush over my kids to the extent that Jerrod and I do! So that was fun.
Sariah, Grandpa Don, Esther
Also, our detour through Chadron allowed us to see what we thought was the best road sign ever, so we turned around and took a picture of it.
A while later, we saw one better, but I told Jerrod that he'd better not go take a picture of it, because I wanted to get home. Luckily google images provided a picture!
Then when we got to Idaho, everything worked out perfect for us to move into our house immediately, and with my dad's help, and a fantastic husband, we got all our stuff moved from our storage unit and to our home in one day!! I was expecting that to take at least several trips over the course of the month. So, that was another HUGE blessing.
Then with a bunch of other stuff, everything went more perfect than we could have possibly planned. We were able to get Jerrod enrolled in school, and Sariah's baptism planned and done better than I'd hoped. (I'll do another blog with pictures from that..) I met my midwives that I'd talked to on the phone throughout my pregnancy, and I absolutely LOVE them! I'm so excited that we'd decided to go with them, I'd felt good about it before, but after meeting them, I'm just thrilled. The only thing that would be better is if our baby would come. But, actually, I think he's waiting for us to buy him a carseat, so hopefully, this week that should happen.
So anyway, we're doing really really good. We're settled in, we have a fabulous ward, possibly our favorite that we've ever been in. (It seems like we say that everytime we get in a new ward though.)
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Oh, and I'm kind of ticked because yesterday, I ripped a hole in these pants. They were probably my favorite maternity pants ever. So, this baby really had better come soon, I've only got one (ugly) pair of maternity pants now!