Monday, March 31, 2008


I have become quite enthralled in Jenni's at One Things birth story's so I have decided to write mine.  
It all started in 2000 with 2 years of infertility under us.  We tried to get pregnant with Luke for about a year without ever going to the doctor and after my best friend Susan got pregnant, I started to worry.  I was at the hospital when Susan gave birth to her first daughter and got to meet a new doctor named Dr. Wentworth, he was really young and almost Doogie Houser'ish.
I found out that Dr. Wentworth was an infertility specialist at the practice and I felt like I had hit the jack pot.  I started to see him in August of 2000.  We did lots of tests and found out that I had  PCOS or poly cystic ovarian syndrome, sounds bad doesn't it?  Well it is... Long story short we took temperatures, didn't work, we made charts, didn't work, and then we took clomid it did the trick!  I found out on December 29th that I was pregnant!
I can remember everything, we had traveled home for Christmas and were at my brother and sister in laws house, they had one child at the time my nephew, Ryley.  Ryley was just a little over 10 months.  I had just pee peed on a stick and my husband came into the bathroom with Ryley on his hip while we watched the line lightly creep up!  I was so happy I jumped up and down and cried and kissed that sweet little babies fat cheeks, he clapped his hands not quite understanding why we were so happy but feeling a celebration was in order he just clapped.  I took Ryley into my arms and just hugged and hugged him, thinking I get to be a mommy, too!
I am an only child so this was really big for my whole family, I gave my mother a jewelry box with our pregnancy test in it and we cried together knowing all our dreams were coming true.
I wish I could lie and say it was an easy pregnancy, it was not.  I was riddled with complete fear from that day until the day I held him in my arms.  Every morbid fear a pregnant woman could and shouldn't have I had.  I guess it didn't help that at our first appointment our Doctor whom I really do love and forgive for being brutally honest with me, told us that 50-90% of PCOS patients have multiple miscarriages and that at 4 weeks I had a long road ahead of me and need to keep an open mind and be very happy that now we know I could get pregnant.  This was far from good news to me.  I didn't just want to get pregnant I wanted to be a mommy.  I remember rebuking everything he had said and praying constantly reminding God daily that he says he will give us our hearts desires.  Poor Daddy didn't know how to handle pregnancy hormones.  He was so nervous to "be with me, in a marital way" it was hard on both of us.  I think that sweet Doctor was again to blame at one of our exams he told my husband the baby is right here, totally freaking Daddy out!
Being so scared of losing my baby I read everything I could get my hands on, I read articles that said I shouldn't lift anything over 15 pounds so I didn't lift anything over 5.  I read that the chemicals in nail polish could harm my baby so I didn't paint my nails.  I read that herbal tea might be bad for you so I confined myself to clear liquids just in case.  I read that it was important to drink at least 8 glasses of water a day so I drank at least 14 glasses of water a day to help my amniotic fluids in turn I spent most of my pregnancy in the bathroom.
At 20 weeks we went for our ultrasound.  I had spent the last 2 years of my life praying for Luke to be Luke, I prayed for him each and everyday by name, begging and pleading with God to give me a son.  So I was real sure he was a he!  When the ultrasound tech said "It's a Boy"  Daddy jumped up and down throwing his fist in the air and saying YES, YES, YES.  You would have thought the Cowboys just won the Superbowl!  I later asked what would you have done if it was a girl and he said Oh I would have been happy.  After that performance I don't think I believed him!
At 26 weeks I found out that I was gestational diabetic.  Again I received way to much information, resulting in horrible fears.  I can remember going into his nursery and rocking in his rocking chair in the middle of the night, holding a baby blanket that was mine as a baby and just pouring my soul out to the Lord, begging again for him to give us this baby, allow him to be healthy, let me be a Mother... This took place often over the weeks to come.  I went to the Diabetic institute and found some relief, I had to take my blood sugars 6 times a day and follow a very strict diet.  I found this to be very easy.  The hardest part was following a strict time for eating, see you can't miss a meal and you have to eat at the same time every day every time.
I worked part time as the assistant to the owner of a travel agency until June.  In the first week of June we had Daddy's little sister Regan come and visit us for 10 weeks.  She was 12 at the time, we had always had Regan come and visit us in the summer so this was no different.  We spent the summer laying in a blow up pool trying to beat the heat, we would fill and let water out and fill with cold water all day long.  I was almost black by the time she went home.  It was wonderful having her with us she brushed my hair daily and (I had told the doctor about the no nail painting thing and he laughed and told me paint away)Regan painted my toes, that sweet girl even helped me shave my legs. She helped me keep a schedule of eating times and was a lot of company in those last few long weeks, with Daddy traveling for his job as a computer project coordinator, he was gone 4 or 5 days a week and don't think I could have standed being alone.  About two weeks before Regan went home Daddy started a project at a Lowes just 5 miles from home and we had a normal 8-4 work schedule.  
Regan went home one week and my brother in-law Zack and Sister in-law Jess and Ryley and my mother in-law, came the next for a 5 day visit.  We had a nice time going to the beach and relaxing until Friday it was August the 17th.  My blood sugar was acting up and my back hurt.  The whole family went to the beach and I stayed home and rested.   I really was feeling better so the next night we went out to eat at a fresh seafood restaurant.  I will never forget when we got home and I got out of the car, SIL Jess looked at me and said Whats Wrong???  I said my stomach is so hard!  It just keeps knotting up like.  She said that's contractions!  It was time for me to take my blood sugar and it was a little high so I had to walk, when you are diabetic a few things help your blood sugar come down lots of water and a brisk walk, a few things can start labor and a brisk walk is one of them.  We watched my stomach get hard and soft, over and over again about every 15 minutes over the course of the evening, it wasn't really painful just weird and since I wasn't due for 3 weeks No-one-but-me-seemed-to-be-worried-at-all, at this point my lovely husband got out the trusty What to Expect When Your Expecting book and looked up braxton hicks and informed me that's what I was experiencing.  I didn't rest well Saturday night I kept having to pee all night, I had no idea at the time that this was a sign of labor maybe because I was steady drinking 14 glasses of water a day and spending all my free time in the bathroom.
We woke up on Sunday morning and our family was getting ready to go home.  We had a nice breakfast with them, well they had a nice breakfast I had one piece of toast dry with a slice of cheese and 1/2 a peach (1 meat, and 1 1/2 carb, no fat) and they left for home.  Daddy and I got dressed for church.  I can remember singing Better is One Day and my stomach started up again, hard soft hard soft...  I let a few friends in on the hardening of the stomach and they were like LABOR GIRL, LABOR!  And then it stopped.  I was just starting to get really excited and then no more braxton hicks or anything, Luke would kick and wiggle but no hard belly.  We went to our small group that night and my blood sugar was up again so I had to take a brisk walk and wouldn't you know it that hard belly came back.  We were the only couple in the group who didn't have children so the mother hens in our group really felt like I was in labor.  Daddy was like PISSHH she isn't due for 3 weeks.  I promised them that if it continued I would call the doctor.  At around 4 am I woke up and then woke Daddy up it was now hard as a rock and kind of pinchy feeling he said "you are not due for 3 weeks"  I tried and tried to sleep...  we got up at about 6am and I told him listen, this is propably braxton hicks but what if it is the real thing? But I'm not in pain so why don't you go on and go to work... At that point I got a little freaky and yes I actually sent him on to work, because I-wasn't-due-for-3-weeks- and-labor-might-hurt-and-I-have-wanted-to-be-a-mommy-for-like-my-whole-life-but-I-don't- think-I-want-to-do-this-today-thank-you-so-very-much-I-might-be-panicking!
Around the time that Daddy went to work my best friend Susan called to see how our weekend went and if our family had gotten home safely and I carried on small talk with her for about 10 minutes when she asked me if I had packed my bag for the hospital yet?!  I told her NO I'm not due for 3 weeks, but by the way I have been having this stomach tightening thing all weekend and I think it's starting to feel a little pinchy, at that point she yells how close are these pinchy CONTRACTIONS I said I don't know, I will count and call you back, she said no you don't, we will count together right now!  So come to find out these little pinchy contractions were now coming every 5 minutes.  Susan then reminds me (Susan was pregnant with her second now so she was much more in tune than I) at your last apt. you where already 2 centimeters dilated!  So I then called the after hours answering service (it's only 7:30am) and had a doctor paged to get a real medical opinion, because I have sent my husband to work, Regan and other family have gone, Susan is like you are so in labor girlfriend and I am feeling such denial!  
I fill the girl on the other end in on all the details and hang up to wait for the doctor to call.  In less than 3 minutes she calls back and tells me to come strait to the hospital and she reminds me not to drive myself!  I guess some woman drive themselves, are these the same woman who don't realize they are in labor or the same woman who don't pack their bags until the day they go to the hospital? I called Susan back and told her they want me to come to the hospital, what should I do?  She says I am coming to get you, and PACK YOUR BAG!!  I called Daddy and told him what the Doctor said and told him that I was going to have Susan take me to the hospital and I would call him and let him know if I was really going to have a Luke because I am sure that this could be a false alarm!  So don't leave work or anything.  (I was obviously out of my mind)  I arrived at the hospital at about 9am and found that I was in fact having steady contractions and that I was 80% effaced and 3-4 centimeters.  The nurses tell me that I have to be over a 5 to keep me so I should take a walk.  Susan and I walk and walk and walk.  At noon the nurses check me and I am say I am a 4-5 to keep walking.  I walked and walked and walked, at around 2pm I rounded a corner and I saw Daddy standing at the desk asking about me, I can't tell you how happy I was that he came right when he did!  I guess he couldn't work wondering if I was ok, wondering if in fact we were going to have our first child and he came to be with me!  I was starting to hurt now, and by 3pm the Doctor checked me and said she's a five admit her!  So that was it we were going to have a baby!  I was in a great mood, I had my best friends with me, I was gonna be a mommy!  At about 7pm nothing had changed I was sitting in a bed, and nothing was changing I was stuck at a 5 and it almost seemed like everything was stopping.  
The Doctor on call at this point was Dr. Via he was in his early 60's and he really liked to deliver babies!  I guess if your labor stops and they have already admitted you they make it happen!  Dr. Via came in and gave me pitocin, and that started things up again, at about 8pm he broke my water and then it was not so pinchy now it was stabby!  I called for an epidural.  I became very tired after the epidural had taken the edge off and rested for about an hour.   
I remember the lights being dim and hearing Daddy and Wayne (his best friend and Susan's husband) and Susan talking quietly while I tried to rest and then I noticed Wayne kept checking the monitor and then he said something to Daddy and Wayne rushed into the hall, I was a little freaked out, like why is he running...  Luke's heart had dropped really low, the nurses rushed in and laid me on my side and gave me oxygen, it helped.  They checked me and said you are a 10 time to push.  And push I did, for 45 minutes!  I remember on the last 3 pushes I asked Dr. Via how long is this going to take?  He said it could take hours or you could push like you mean it and we could have this baby!
Three pushes later at 11:31pm on August 20th 2001, our baby boy was born. (this was Daddy's fathers birthday, I'm sure he would have been proud to share his birthday with his grandson) He had the cord wrapped around his neck, which was causing his heart to dip down with each contraction because his oxygen was being cut off.  They laid his little slimy body on my chest and I kissed him, he was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen!  I had often wondered what will I do when they hand him to me, will I wipe him off, will I kiss, him will I cry...  (I had been watching 2 years of a baby story mind you)  I did all of the above.  I looked up at Daddy who had tears streaming down his face and said we are parents.  I remember just saying thank you God Thank you over and over!  Susan and Wayne were both with us for our happiest day.  Susan on one side of me and Daddy on the other and Wayne stationed at the top of the bed with the video camera.
Luke weighed 7 pounds and 2 ounces and was 21 1/2 inches long.  (three weeks early)
With in 30 minutes I was able to nurse him and he latched on the first time, I stayed up most of the night just looking at him, and Thanking God for the best day of my life, finally free of the fears that have almost crippled me for nine months and finally a mommy.

I hate the rain

I think I have a whole post somewhere on this blog about things I don't like and rain was in the top ten!  I have absolutely no where that we plan to go today but because it is raining I feel trapped!  I want to suddenly go on a walk or go to the park, I think this is a deep rooted desire to want what I can't have.  Some mom's might go for a walking the rain but against popular belief I would melt.  I also suddenly have the desire to make a fire and roast marshmallows but again all of our fire wood is wet because of the rain so again the rain is putting a damper on my day.
I had very good plans of getting all of us dressed and doing something, but the gray sky's make me want to stay in these pj's all day. (I love that I can be a teacher and my son can go to school while in pj's)  The only good thing is that Daddy is working the late shift and would have no idea that we stayed in our pj's all day.  I find pajama day to be a wonderful occasion, my sweet husband on the other hand thinks one must dress ones self to be productive.  
I have proven him wrong time and time again as I can cook and clean and teach and do laundry all the while sporting a pair of pj's!
Bo asks me every day if it can be "jamy" day!  He like his mother finds nothing wrong with wearing your pajama's all day.  I even go out side in my pajama's and as I shared last week no one can see us so who really cares,at least we aren't naked, but my husband who thinks jeans are comfortable cares, he says they might ruin their pj's and they are expensive, I find this really funny he must have no idea what we spend on real clothes, think of all the money we could save if the kids only played in their pajama's I mean who cares if pj's are stained no body ever sees them!  I think sleeper pants and sweat pants are comfortable, this might have something to do with the fact that since Halloween I have had to lay on the bed to get my jeans buttoned.  I might add that the Easter candy last week sure didn't help!!
So I am going to go and finish school with Luke while we relax in our comfortable pj's, being sure not to strain any thing trying to button up my jeans.  Happy Monday and I am sorry if you had to get dressed today!

Sunday, March 30, 2008


Here are pictures of the twins on Easter.  We had a great time together!  And these babies like peeps!

Here is Reese getting a swimsuit in her basket.

Tate is really liking this card.

Reese not so happy about the hat.

Dana and Tate have found an egg.

Joe and Reese have found an egg.
Just wanted to share our sweet babies.  Reese is pulling up now and Tate is crawling.  Life  for 
Dana and Joe is really changing!

Saturday, March 29, 2008

I am making Potato Salad

Today is Ruby Wife's son Peter's birthday party.  I am going to take MY FAMOUS Potato Salad.  I wanted you to have this recipe because I am really nice like that!  So just click right here.  Now go make the most yummy, creamy lovely potato salad you have ever had in your mouth!  Have a happy Saturday!

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Why am I surprised?

Yesterday was a good day, I talked on the phone for about 2 hours to a dear friend Tally whom was also our Pastor, and a the person who introduced me to the blog world!  We talked about everything from ministry to homeschooling and cyber church.  Tally always  has great incite and wisdom, and is truly Christ lead which makes him not only a great Pastor who we miss but a great friend!  
So while I was on the phone busy cleaning (multi-tasking) my sweet children were playing in their sand box it was only after I hung up and went outside (I have a large window and can see them sweetly playing in sandbox) that I saw that they had now striped down to nothing (yes three naked children) and had filled their sandbox with water and now had a sandy muddy mess, that they were rolling in, totally naked!  Let me explain that we live on 12 1/2 acres of woods in the middle of the country, we can't even see our neighbors.  And we have a long driveway that no one comes down, so the kids were not in any danger of being outside naked or dressed, I guess I am explaining this so that if in some internet world the Children's Services read Mom Blogs to scan for moms who are endangering the lives of their children with mud or anything.  Did I just hear someone knock on my door...  Ok, just kidding!
So I had three very dirty kids and a whole lot of mud.  At some point Daisy thought it would be a good idea to lay on the slide and rub sand into hair, I asked her why, oh why did you do this, she said I was washing my hair.  I had to be really creative to figure out how to get them to the shower.  I filled a five gallon bucket with water and got a bar of soap and wash cloth and tried to scrub Bo clean.  Without giving away our location I will say we have red clay not real dirt and it does not come off easy...  I did the best I could and wrapped him in a towel and ran him to the shower, he weighs only 43 pounds so I could hold him out and run.  Now Daisy's turn, she was by now crying because it was 75 degrees outside but windy and she was naked and now cold.  I really couldn't do much good because she had 3 pounds of sand in her hair.  So I got a beach towel and wrapped her all up and ran her to the shower, of course holding her away from me which was much easier she only weighs 32 pounds.  I had made Luke wait the longest because I have a hunch he came up with the naked idea, I'll never know.  I tried my best to soap wash repeat but by now the deck was a muddy mess.  So I try to scoop him up and I try again and I realize this boy is almost 70 pounds I ain't run'n anywhere with him.  So I had a genius idea I laid a towel down and had him walk to the end of the towel and then I laid another towel down and we repeated this all the way to the shower.  It took me 30 minutes to get the sand out of Daisy's hair.  Thank God we have two water heaters!
I put the kids down for a nap and I did clean the laundry room.  It looks great I wish I would have taken a picture but I totally forgot with the naked muddy kids and all.
So Daddy came home all happy because he loves organization!  And he loves me and when I organize he is just so happy!  We played in the garden after dinner, I call this slave labor but Daddy has convinced the kids this is fun, maybe that's why they are drawn to making mud, still not sure about the naked part.  So again today my children get absolutely filthy!  I showered the younger two and Daddy and Luke stayed up at the garden to play (plant).  
I was done I was tired, I put on a Dora DVD and gave the kids a bag of skittles.  
As we were doing our brush-teeth-wash-face-say-prayers-goodnight routine it looked like Bo had a bloody nose.  I took him into the bathroom to wipe his nose and the blood was orange.  I have him blow, now orange on one side and PURPLE on the other OH NO YOU DID NOT PUT A SKITTLES UP YOUR NOSE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD IN THE WORLD YOU DIDN'T, DID YOU???????
Yes, Mama I did.  Now we have a rule around here in the house of happy (naked and muddy with skittles up your nose) that if you tell the truth with real remorse for what you have done you don't get a spanking you are forgiven.  "yes, mama, I did and I am sorry, and I love you...."
We blow and blow and blow and nothing but lots of rainbows of color come out.  He tells us he got them out and it was funny.  We do not laugh!  I got a flash light and couldn't see anything so we put him to bed...
Why am I surprised that a day of cleaning turned into a day of naked muddy skittles up your nose adventure.
How many times did I say naked?  Way to many!  Have a great day, I must go the kids are to quite and that means trouble!

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

House plans

I know I mentioned last week that if I viewed even one more house plan my head would explode well it didn't...
We did however find our house.  This house, the perfect house for us!  We are not going to look anymore.  We are going to order this blueprint and get started with all our estimates and junk.  We are really excited and I wanted to share with you all.  I would take pictures of our new land but it just looks like forest right now.  More to come.

Spring Cleaning

Today is all about lists and cleaning!  I have a ton on my list to clean.  Yesterday I cleaned out our medicine cabinet, I should have taken a before picture!  I had a whole trash bag full of old medicine and other things.  I now have a totally organized medicine cabinet, so if you need a Band Aid I know just where to find one....
Today I will tackle the laundry room.  We have a freezer that sits just about 1 foot from the wall and at some point in time we (I) started stacking things in this tiny space, it now is a junk pile all the way up to the top of our stand up freezer and onto the top of the freezer and so I have a big mess.  If we ever want to get this house on the market I have got to get busy, so today is eliminate the mess in the laundry room day.  Tomorrow I am going to clean all the base boards in our house as well as the hall closet.  I think I will take pictures so you can see my progress.
I want to buy the boys new quilts for their room and give them a new look.  They have had a Spider Man room, an under water room, a jungle room, an airplane room and as of today their room is just a room I have taken all the pictures off the wall and painted we now need to order their new quilts, I found these at Target. I thought this lamp would look great and maybe this rug too.  I just know Kristen at We are that Family will love them because she is all about the Rodeo these days, go read and she is having a contest this week too.  I thought I would hang these barn stars on wall maybe three of them and stencil " Real Cowboys Sleep Under The Stars..." 
So I have alot to do before we can put the house on the market.  I will post pictures later.  I must go teach my child how to add double digits today.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Proverb for the day

Daddy reads Psalms and Proverbs every morning, he reads a chapter of Proverbs for the date.  
We have pretty much been eating candy non stop around here, since Easter too.  So at 6:30 this morning the kids commence to begging for more candy.  At that moment Daddy reads aloud (Message Bible) Proverbs 25:27 It's not smart to stuff yourself with sweets, nor is glory piled on glory good for you.
I laughed so hard then the comic I married says you think that's funny Proverbs 25:24 Its better to live alone in a tumbledown shack than in a mansion with a nagging spouse.
I continue to laugh because I never nag, this must be for him...
Just some comedy of biblical proportion, have a happy Tuesday!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Happy Easter

We got up early as usual and read our Bible!  Then we let the kids find their baskets, and gifts.  Here are some pictures from our Happy Home!!  Happy Easter!  He Lives!

Friday, March 21, 2008

Nothing Say's Holiday Like A Cheesy Casserole

So Tomorrow will be a whirlwind and I just know y'all can't make it through the weekend with out this Breakfast Casserole!  I got this casserole from Paula Deans Christmas cook book, but once I read a recipe it's over I change it up and call it my own,  I don't want Paula Dean to file any suites against me so I am going to give her the credit but tell you how I have made it better.  Ok here goes.
 Make this the night before, that's the beauty of it.  You don't have to slave away while everybody else is having fun!
8 slices of potato bread (or thick white bread) cube it up 
1 pound of mild breakfast sausage, cooked and crumbled up, drained
4-5 cups of sharp cheddar cheese, shredded
7 eggs
3 cups of milk
2 tea dry mustard
2 tea salt
2 tea hot sauce

spray a 9x13 pan with non-stick spray, first place the cubed bread in the bottom of pan, then evenly distribute the sausage over the bread.  Sprinkle evenly with cheese. Combine eggs, milk, seasonings and hot sauce pour over the top of the casserole.  Refrigerate over night.  
Pre heat oven 350 leave your pan on the counter for at least 15 minutes before you put it in the oven so it won't break!
Bake 1 hour.

The Lion and The Lamb

I wanted to share one of my favorite songs of all times with you all and Happy Easter!

What we are doing for Easter

This year will be a little different.  Back in Dec/Nov we decided no longer to pretend to have Santa so at that point our very bright oldest son declares if there is no Santa then the Easter bunny is not real either.   Let me say this is totally a personal decision, a decisions that we made because of our convictions. And just like with Santa we totally think that the Easter bunny is a fun and cool CHARACTER and that's just how we talk about him as a pretend fun story. We are cool with the Bunny thing it's just not for us, however our kids get Easter baskets filled to the brim with candy, chocolate bunnies included, toys, clothes, books, etc.  We really celebrate Easter with gifts and a large family gathering with lots of food!  We feel like so many times Easter is glossed over, Christmas is so big that we forget the only reason God sent his son was so that he could die on the cross and rise again.  
Our Bible reading with the kids this week has lead up to the crucifixion of Jesus.  We plan to go to Church this year on Saturday night, I was really reluctant about this at first, but we have a really large church and more people come to church on Easter than any other holiday, our church has asked that if you would sacrifice your seat on Sunday for someone who normally doesn't go to church it would bless them.
I was reluctant for several reasons, 1.  Its not EASTER on Saturday.  2. (I'm being real here!) Daisy has the most beautiful dress in the world and not as many people will be able to see it.  3.I have the most beautiful dress...
Ok I think you see I was feeling a bit selfish about the whole thing, and I have come to understand that it just might benefit others so we go on Saturday, all humble...
On Easter we will wake up and read the kids the Bible and talk about how Jesus has risen!  We will give our children their gifts and have a nice breakfast (a Paula Dean recipe) and I will start to prepare Easter Dinner, D and J and the babies will be coming and have also agreed to go to church on Saturday.  This is the first Easter in many years that we will have our whole family, Grandpa and Grandma and my Mom.
We might even have an egg hunt if the weather allows.   I will post the breakfast casserole recipe later.  I need to go educate my child now.  Have a great day!

Wednesday, March 19, 2008


Last week Kristen at We are that Family tagged me and being an only child means I often don't think I need to read directions, I then am wrong and have to start over...  So here goes.
When you are tagged you go over to the other persons blog and read the directions and then answer the questions and then tag others.

Question 1.  what where you doing 10 years ago.
We lived in Ohio, and my husband was offered a position to move down south with his company.  We took the offer and moved,  we had just became Christians and we started fresh.
Question  2. what are 5 things on your to do list today 
1. home school
2. laundry
3. fold and put away laundry
4. bathrooms
5. go through medicine cabinet and throw away old stuff
Question 3. Snacks I enjoy
I love mini pretzels with Dijon mustard and I love diet Pepsi and all flavors of ice cream
Question 4. What would you do if you where a Billionaire
I would get my nails done and my toes at least 3 times a week.  I would shop at baby Gap and Hanna Anderson and Janie and Jack for my children and buy myself any label I want.  I would buy everyone in my family an new house and I would have a home in the mountain and one at the ocean....
Question 5. three of my bad habits
I leave lights on, and cabinets open.  I hit the alarm snooze button to much
Question 6.  five places you have lived ( I do not share my location on this blog so I will list places other than our currant location)
I have lived in Huber Heights Ohio, and in Virgina Beach VA and in Chesapeake VA and in Portsmouth VA and in Miamisburg Ohio.
Question 7. five jobs I have had
I worked at Arbys as a cashier, I vacuumed carpets in Macy's before the store opened like from 
4 am until 9 am. and I was a clerk at Holiday Inn, I also was a hostess at Red Lobster and I was a Personal Assistant for the owner of a Travel Agency.
So I think I did that right this time.
Not sure who to tag yet I will do that later.

Lesson in Egg Cracking

This morning started like any other, I awoke to the alarm clock at 6am sharp.  I came out to the kitchen and got Daddy and myself a hot cup of coffee.  I returned to my bed to drink coffee and do our morning Bible study.  By the time we were done reading all three kids were in our room with us and they were hungry.  
Bo asked for eggs which Bo asks for each and every morning.  So I decided to whip up some good eggs with pesto and sun dried tomatoes and cheddar cheese...  
Any way I started to crack open egg number one which until this very day I have always cracked eggs right into the pot of what I cooking or the dry mix of what I am baking, So I started to crack the egg into the pot and then it happened, BLOOD bright red blood came oozing out of the shell, now let me tell you it took my mind at least 10 seconds to register what I was seeing because these eggs came from Walmart not Billy Bobs Po' Dunk Chicken Patch, and eggs from Walmart are from a factory are not supposed to bleed, they aren't even organic...
Once I came to myself again I ran the bleeding egg over to the sink and cracked it into a bowl, (which I might add I will be doing for the rest of my life!) I cracked the egg into the bowl and then I saw it, yes a baby chicken was in the egg that was going to be our breakfast.  
I felt like I might be sick, but the rest of my family found this to be very interesting.  The little chicken had the form of a chick but was only a little over the size of a quarter.  Daddy  thought this was a great home school lesson and he and the boys talked  about it for quite sometime while I reluctantly cracked eggs into a bowl to check for blood and baby chickens.
I must tell you it was really hard to eat breakfast this morning!  My boys never gave it a second thought- But baby girl wouldn't touch the stuff!
I was going to take a picture but I thought I might lose readers if I did so I thought better of it and didn't.
Good Morning and take it from me crack eggs into a separate bowl before adding to your food.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008


Sometimes, I want all control.  Sometimes, if I don't get my way I can be just a bit ugly.  Sometimes, I want my way no matter what.  Sometimes, I don't ask God his plan.  Sometimes, I get hurt trying to do things all on my own.  

As you all know I want a baby. And you all know we had a reversal.  And you all know I have been praying about this for sometime now.  I can't come to you with great news today because this month I am not pregnant.  I will admit I thought I would be.  I know all the right "CHRISTIAN" things to say"God's in control", "His plan is better than my plan", but I really thought we would be one of those rare cases that get pregnant the first time they tried, I am a little surprised just how heart broken I was today, finding out I am not...  I really wanted God to do this my way, I really believed that he would because we flew all the way to Texas an all, and just when I started to get mad.  God spoke- But I sent my Son to earth (way farther than Texas) and He died for you and all your children...  My word says The plans I have for you are to prosper you and not to harm you to give you a hope and a future.  

But God how do I give you total control?  How do I leave this up to you?  How do I leave the hurt at the cross, and the guilt of the vasectomy in the first place and just live each day thankful for the children you have already given me, not thinking of the one we don't have yet?  And how do I wait with Grace for your timing?  

I'm not sure I know the answers to the questions I wrestled with today, But I do know God's plan is better than mine, even when it hurts.  I do know I that I have 3 beautiful healthy children. I do know I have a wonderfully supportive husband who loves me more than anything in the world.

Monday, March 17, 2008

If I look at one more house plan my head will explode!

As you all know we bought land about a month ago, so now we have to find and AGREE on the house plan...
This sounds like it should be an easy task well it is not!  I think I have viewed my 9 billionth house plan this evening and we still have no real idea what to do!
We have some real wants and some real needs like for instance we need to have 5 bedrooms, one for each child and (the 3 we have and the one we hope to have soon) and of course a master suite.  We want a class room or office for our home school, at our current home we use the kitchen, it works but it could be better if we had a room.  I want an island in the kitchen, now this is a want but I feel like it is a need!  We need the family room to flow with the kitchen and dining room, we like an open floor plan.  
We both like a colonial or country farmhouse design, we live in the rural south and will be on a 12 acre mini farm when we move out to our new land.
We need the house to be between 2200 and 2700 sq feet.  
I found this house tonight after oh my 50th hour of looking it has everything we are looking for except the country porch, which we could add, it is a little bigger than we had first thought we needed at 2658 but after all the looking I think we might have to go bigger to have what we think we need.  I also like this house, but who gets the big ol' bed room?  The only other home I could find was this one, which might be to small and it has no office, we are going to have a basement and plan to put our playroom in the basement but I really don't want to put the class room in a basement, we spend alot of time doing school and with each child doing school, we could easily be in our new class a good par of our day.
After we finally decide on a house plan we can purchase the blueprints and start getting bids on the jobs.  Daddy is going to contract out all the work his self, we will become Owner Builders, saving ourselves hundreds of thousands of dollars...  This is a very exciting time for us but boy oh boy is this overwhelming!
We are getting ready to do some big home improvements at our home now and plan to put the house on the market in a few months.  I will post pictures of the improvements as they come.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Sunday Stuff

I don't know about everyone else but I love to do absolutely nothing on Sunday!  We go to Church, then if I'm lucky we go out to eat so I don't have to cook (which we did today) and then we come home and take a nap or just relax.  So I guess I like to be lazy on Sundays.  
I often think maybe we should have friends over for dinner or take the kids to the park on Sunday afternoon but I would miss my nap.  I think friends for dinner is nice on Saturday anyway!
Oh but if I get the opportunity to go shopping with out three children, I no longer have a need for a nap, I could longingly walk through Target for hours.  And going to the movies on Sunday is nice too.
What do other people do on Sunday?  Do other people nap, and read each page of the paper?  So that's my Sunday Stuff....

Thursday, March 13, 2008


I am not so sure how to do a tag but I think it goes something like I find the nearest book which is The Power of a Positive Woman by Karol Ladd.  Then I turn to page 125, and read (write) a few sentences so here goes...

It is easy to think that prayer is a small thing to do for someone when in fact it is the most powerful and positive thing we can do for another human being.  We should never downplay its value.  J.C. Ryle said, "Never, never may we forget that if we would do good to the world, our first duty is to pray!

So I think that's how I do that.

The reason for my long blog break has been due to much family chaos!  On Sunday right after church I received a call that my Grandma, the woman who raised me and taught me everything i know was possible having a stroke.  We rushed to her home because they  live out in the country and it can take a long time for 911 to respond, we rushed so we could get her to the hospital.  When we arrived the volunteer paramedics had arrived only minutes before and they believed she was having a stroke as well.  I rode in the ambulance with my Grandma, we ran red lights and reached speeds of 75 mph on our 35 minute drive to the nearest hospital the next town over.  
Upon arrival she had a temp of 101.9 and still was unresponsive, after a cat scan and a lung x-ray we found that she had pneumonia and we extremely dehydrated.
My Grandma has had a cold for a little over a week but nothing alarming.  We were all surprised to find that she had been taking  a steroid for her arthritis and that while on this medicine you could develop an  infection and that the medicine can mask all symptoms.
She was admitted into the hospital and within an hour of IV fluid and antibiotics she was asking where in the world are we and why am I here!
I stayed all night with her on Sunday night at the hospital and a good part of the day on Monday.  While I was there if realized several things (1.) if you are elderly, a cold is always a big deal (2.) If you are elderly you need someone to be with you while in the hospital 24 hours a day, nurses have way to many people to take care of and they can't meet the needs that all of the patients have. (3.)If you have an elderly person in your life you need to check on them everyday!
I was just so saddened my the lack of care the woman who shared the room with my grandma received.  In the 16 hours I was in the hospital with her not one time did anyone check to see if she needed a drink of water NOT ONE TIME!  When the nurses did check on her they would move her bed side table and never put it back leaving her without her water and her books and phone numbers.  When she was in pain it took over 6 hours to finally give her a stinking Tylenol.  
Now my Grandma was treated much differently, she had a spokes person, we asked 9,900 questions and if the nurse took to long I went and found her...  So I really believe with all my heart they treated her different because we were watching.
My Grandma came home on Tuesday after only 48 hours in the hospital, God has such a plan for her, in less than a year she has found out she had cancer, went through chemo and radiation, fallen and broken her hip and her arm, had a problem with her heart due to too much IV fluid, and had the surgery to remove the cancer and did I mention sold her home of over 50 years and moved across the country to live near my family...
This has been a long year, but God has a plan for this woman who taught Sunday school for over 40 years, who has prayed for her family their whole life and for this woman, I just don't think I could ever live without!  

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Have you ever judged someone?

I have found myself just a titch judgemental at a few times in my life....
Like way back before I had kids and I totally judged the mother who's little tot was wearing a soggy diaper, With baby 1 I changed his diaper ever 34 min unless he had a pee pee and needed to be changed much sooner, with baby 2 I changed his diaper oh ever 2-3 hours unless he had a poop, and well with baby 3 it was a good day if I got it changed 5 times total, so I am sure I was also judged by the same soggy measure I judged.
Oh how about my kids will never sleep with me, I know I cast that stone, and baby one never did as a baby, but he is the first one to make it into our room each and every single day of the week way before the sun comes up you know when you only have 45 min left to sleep and you have to do it with an elbow in the rib, Baby 2 slept with me until he was 2 years old, I had to sleep, so I decided it wasn't as bad as I once thought it was to sleep with your baby.
How about I would never give my kids fast food.  I think Daisy was 15 months when she recognized the golden arches from 1/2 a mile away.
And what about the people whose kids always get hurt and you think like were are the parents don't they watch their kids, and then your 14 month old tries to climb into his high chair while you are on a corded phone just 1 foot away and you can't grab him, he needed 14 stitches and a plastic surgeon that day, my second child was only 9 months when he had to have 6 stitches in his eye.
And when you once thought tv was soooo bad, I don't think I could make it through the day without Dora!
I distinctly remember at church one time I heard a toddler call his mommy a name, I was just astonished, I think I even whispered to Daddy "Did you hear that" You know I judged her, I paid for it too, Daisy called me BAD STUPID MOMMY for 3 weeks strait last summer, that's the one time I wished she had a speech delay or something -  there was no mistaking what she said it was clear as a bell and in a few years you will hear mothers all over the place being called Bad Stupid Mommy because I know about 50 moms who judged me because of it!
And how about when you see a mother with 2 maybe more kids and they are dirty really dirty with food on their clothes and maybe their shoes on the wrong feet she seems like she is in a daze and you judge her, you think couldn't' she have even washed of the ketchup off their face before she came in... Well now being a mother of 3 myself I know I judged her I admit it, but now I know it is impossible to leave the house without 1 or more of my children getting something on their clothes, and I now know the importance of children dressing themselves and when it takes 40 minutes to get their little shoes on it would be down right wrong to tell them they did it wrong and anyway have you ever heard of anyone being permanently damaged by wearing their shoes on the wrong feet every now and then, I haven't.  I often walk around in a daze, I am a home school mom who rises at 6 am to do bible study and cook breakfast, I feed my children no less that 40 snacks and 3 meals daily, while cleaning up after the tsunami, hurricane and tornado that my sweet children have become just to do it again tomorrow, of course I am in a daze, I do promise that I wash these little messes each and everyday, and that no matter how hard I try they are dirty and they are loud and that's just kids.
Now my advice for the day turn your head the other way when you feel like judging a mom, run if you have to, Just don't judge her no matter what because if you judge her if you even think for one millisecond that your child won't do that, beware they will, God has a sense of humor!


As you all know I LOVE Comments!  I have even referred to them as blog crack once.  I am really mad at blogger today due to the fact that I try to post a comment and the system deletes it, which makes me want to scream, well I did scream and Happy Daddy said are you really looking at that blog at 6:05 in the morning.  I reply if my people want to leave me a comment I will rise up early to check, of course he laughs.
Anyhow...  I would never delete your lovely comments I thrive on them.  
One time before I was super blog savvy, I allowed all comments with out moderation an I got a really mean comment I would have deleted that!
So to the people I totally enjoy reading and that enjoy reading me sorry your comments were deleted!  
Keep leaving comments I LOVE COMMENTS, did I mention that already?

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Cheap Fun Baby

So Happy Daddy had this old pair of jeans with a rip in the knee so we made wrestling masks

This was Luke and my impression of really mean guys

Bo sports a skeleton shirt for effect

Here we are  after our big match

Daddy was trying to get his big head in my cute mask.
So I figured if Carlos over at Rag a Muffin Soul could make a play house for his kids out of a card board box we The Happy Family could use jeans to make masks.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Top 10 list

It's raining and I am in a bit of a funk...  So here is a list of things I do not like!

10. Rain
9. pants with words on the butt
8. romance movies, books etc.
7. grape flavored candy, Popsicle's or soda
6. smoking in public
5. K Love (music)
4. my food to touch on my plate
3. soap operas 
2. rude cashiers/waiters or waitresses 
1. being alone

So go now and have a lovely day

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Did I show you Daisy's haircut?

This Picture was taken the day of the haircut.

Now this picture was taken a few days before the haircut.  As my beautiful girl sat perched up to the widow waiting for her Daddy to get home from work I noticed her once lovely locks looked stringy!

So I took her on over to Ruby Wife's house.  Ruby Wife is not only one of my best friends but a very talented beautician.

Here we go.

Look at the lovely ends all trimmed and strait.