Saturday, December 26, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Happy First Birthday Titus
It's hard to believe a year ago I was still pregnant, having contractions and thinking I was going to have a model birth... :-) He's beautiful, I am so glad he's in our family, God knew we needed him and he was worth that horrible 45 minutes of excruciating pain! (Brow Presentation- 45 minutes of pushing that didn't feel good in any way, shape or form.)
He is such a sweet baby, and definitely all boy! He loves to crawl into the bathroom and so far has not played in the toilet water, only because I run after him and grab him first. I have had to dig so much nasty stuff out of his mouth now all I have to do: "Say Awww!" and he opens his mouth and spits out his tongue... and whatever happens to be hidden away there, rocks, mud, wood, chunks of carpet...
He claps when he nurses, guess it makes him happy. :-)
And yes, he said "daddy" and still doesn't say "mama."
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
More on Vaccines
Last week I posted on vaccines. I've found some more information that I thought I would share:
From the CDC website:
I would encourage you to read through the Human Cell Cultures webpage.
From the CDC website:
Does MMR vaccine contain fetal or embryonic tissue? If so, what kind?
The rubella vaccine virus is cultured in human cell-line cultures, and some of these cell lines originated from aborted fetal tissue, obtained from legal abortions in the 1960's. No new fetal tissue is needed to produce cell lines to make these vaccines, now or in the future. Fetal tissue is not used to produce vaccines; cell lines generated from a single fetal tissue source are used; vaccine manufacturers obtain human cell lines from FDA-certified cell banks. After processing, very little, if any, of that tissue remains in the vaccine. Human Cell Cultures webpage and Summary of Vaccine Contents (2/27/03)
I would encourage you to read through the Human Cell Cultures webpage.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Jesse and Titus
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Vaccines
I don't take the kids to the Dr. much. I don't really believe that there is a valid reason to have well child checks. Most mothers watch their children very closely and if they notice something isn't right, they take them to the dr. Well Child Checks are there for the children who's mothers don't pay enough attention. If you have a group of 1000 doctors, I bet only 1 would be able to say "yes, I found something the mother didn't mention". Mothers watch. They just do.
I did delayed vaccinations with the boys. Japan raised the minimum vaccination age to 2 years and found that SIDS decreased GREATLY. Also, the same amount of vaccine is put in a baby as it is put in a 5 year old. Why?
I had given Luke his 2 month shots and he reacted SO badly. It was a completely horrible day for him. I didn't give him any more until he was 2- in fact, I waited with Jesse and Stephen until they were 2. Stephen got a fever with one. That was it. They didn't react so horribly.
Naomi turned 2. I didn't want to take her in. My trust in the medical and pharmaceutical community has decreased greatly since the boys were little. I finally decided to make an appointment. I have a doctor that I know and like listed on all the kids papers for school, etc but figured I better get them all in, so we have "established care" with her, so I can have her as their dr. in case something ever does happen.
I had to research vaccines again.
I found this article to be one of the best I've come across.
Also, we were hearing things about what the H1N1 vaccine (which appears to be fine) was made with and so a friend looked around and found this list of ingredients for all vaccines. I remember hearing that vaccines were being made with aborted fetal cells, but then I remember hearing that they quit because people threw such a fit. How naive I am.
It makes me sick to my stomach to know that I have allowed some of these to be given to my children and also to myself. How stupid of me!
I did delayed vaccinations with the boys. Japan raised the minimum vaccination age to 2 years and found that SIDS decreased GREATLY. Also, the same amount of vaccine is put in a baby as it is put in a 5 year old. Why?
I had given Luke his 2 month shots and he reacted SO badly. It was a completely horrible day for him. I didn't give him any more until he was 2- in fact, I waited with Jesse and Stephen until they were 2. Stephen got a fever with one. That was it. They didn't react so horribly.
Naomi turned 2. I didn't want to take her in. My trust in the medical and pharmaceutical community has decreased greatly since the boys were little. I finally decided to make an appointment. I have a doctor that I know and like listed on all the kids papers for school, etc but figured I better get them all in, so we have "established care" with her, so I can have her as their dr. in case something ever does happen.
I had to research vaccines again.
I found this article to be one of the best I've come across.
Also, we were hearing things about what the H1N1 vaccine (which appears to be fine) was made with and so a friend looked around and found this list of ingredients for all vaccines. I remember hearing that vaccines were being made with aborted fetal cells, but then I remember hearing that they quit because people threw such a fit. How naive I am.
It makes me sick to my stomach to know that I have allowed some of these to be given to my children and also to myself. How stupid of me!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Naomi...
Naomi is quite bubbly and sweet. In the morning I normally hear her sing-song voice saying "Nomee's awake!" "Nomee needs a juice!"
Brian left for work this morning and I was standing at the door with him when Naomi who just finished eating said:
"Nomee's all done Mom!"
"ok"
"Nomee's all done Mom!"
"Ok, just a minute"
"Nomee's all done Mom!"
Brian was laughing. So I related what happened a few days ago: She was sitting on the pot and I was doing something. I hear:
"Nomee's all done Mom!"
"Ok, just a minute."
"Ok. Nomee's all done Mom!"
"Just let me finish this one thing."
"Ok. Nomee's all done Mom!"
"Just 30 seconds Naomi, Mama's almost done with this."
"Ok! Nomee's all done Mom!!"
Brian laughed and then reminded me of a commercial we saw the other night in which I laughed so hard. I don't like Family Guy, I don't watch it- but this had me rolling on the floor:
Brian left for work this morning and I was standing at the door with him when Naomi who just finished eating said:
"Nomee's all done Mom!"
"ok"
"Nomee's all done Mom!"
"Ok, just a minute"
"Nomee's all done Mom!"
Brian was laughing. So I related what happened a few days ago: She was sitting on the pot and I was doing something. I hear:
"Nomee's all done Mom!"
"Ok, just a minute."
"Ok. Nomee's all done Mom!"
"Just let me finish this one thing."
"Ok. Nomee's all done Mom!"
"Just 30 seconds Naomi, Mama's almost done with this."
"Ok! Nomee's all done Mom!!"
Brian laughed and then reminded me of a commercial we saw the other night in which I laughed so hard. I don't like Family Guy, I don't watch it- but this had me rolling on the floor:
Guess Who Guessed Correctly?!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
New Back Door!!
Yesterday our friends Sean and Laura came over and helped up put in a new back door. I'm so excited about it! Our old back door was an interior door and it would swell and shrink depending on the weather. During the summer we could barely get it open- one had to yank on it and plaster would fall off the wall when one would try to close it.
Laura and I took the truck to Home Depot while Brian and Sean tore the door out. It took about 6 hours total and only 2 trips to Home Depot, so not bad. :-)
Thanks Sean and Laura- you guys bless us in so many ways!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Stephen's Country
Just to let you know how Stephen's extended studies activity went.
This last Thursday was the 4th day of it and he needed to take some type of food. I was out of everything! Hadn't gone shopping and was cooking with other things, so hadn't thought about not having white flour or sugar... So I searched for Swedish recipes and found Pickled Fresh Cucumbers. YAY! There are so many other things I could have made him, if I had put more thought/time into it. Like: Swedish Raisin Rye or Snickerdoodles. Oh well. He enjoyed the pickles. I confess, I haven't tried them, he said they were sweet and I really don't care for sweet pickles. But he was happy with them, so that's what mattered. :-) Makes me happy.
Stephen had all the kids (8 of them) guess, then he showed the Swedish flag and one of his friends figured it out, then he told them it was by Findland and Norway and all the kids got it. They had just studied geography earlier in the day.
This last Thursday was the 4th day of it and he needed to take some type of food. I was out of everything! Hadn't gone shopping and was cooking with other things, so hadn't thought about not having white flour or sugar... So I searched for Swedish recipes and found Pickled Fresh Cucumbers. YAY! There are so many other things I could have made him, if I had put more thought/time into it. Like: Swedish Raisin Rye or Snickerdoodles. Oh well. He enjoyed the pickles. I confess, I haven't tried them, he said they were sweet and I really don't care for sweet pickles. But he was happy with them, so that's what mattered. :-) Makes me happy.
Stephen had all the kids (8 of them) guess, then he showed the Swedish flag and one of his friends figured it out, then he told them it was by Findland and Norway and all the kids got it. They had just studied geography earlier in the day.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
School, continued.
So instead of having to bake something, Stephen needed to take a saying from his "country". We did 2- one of them I can't spell, but it means "we go now." My grandma used to say it every time we got in the car to go somewhere. :-)
The other is "var so god", which means "please come and join us, come and dine with us, help yourself to the food, your welcome." Alot, eh? I think it's really interesting that we as english speaking people have all kinds of words and they have more of a set saying that sums them all up.
The other is "var so god", which means "please come and join us, come and dine with us, help yourself to the food, your welcome." Alot, eh? I think it's really interesting that we as english speaking people have all kinds of words and they have more of a set saying that sums them all up.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
School
The boys are really doing well in school. Being home schooled it's a little overwhelming for me still.
Stephen is in extended studies this year, this month they are doing a family history project and he has chosen Sweden as the country of his heritage. So we need to send something swedish each week. He has taken a horse and a candle holder. He has to take something tomorrow too, I'm not sure what to send. I know he would love food... so we'll see.
Jesse is getting on top of things this year, he's been coming home with no homework the last few weeks because he's been getting it done at school. I'm so proud of him!
Luke is in band this year, he is playing a tenor saxophone. One of our friends had one and is letting him borrow it. He's in Honors Math and right now he is in Cross Country as well. His day is really busy.
Stephen is in extended studies this year, this month they are doing a family history project and he has chosen Sweden as the country of his heritage. So we need to send something swedish each week. He has taken a horse and a candle holder. He has to take something tomorrow too, I'm not sure what to send. I know he would love food... so we'll see.
Jesse is getting on top of things this year, he's been coming home with no homework the last few weeks because he's been getting it done at school. I'm so proud of him!
Luke is in band this year, he is playing a tenor saxophone. One of our friends had one and is letting him borrow it. He's in Honors Math and right now he is in Cross Country as well. His day is really busy.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Yet Another Blog
So I started a new blog. It's my money making attempt.
In order to make money I do have to have an original blog post between each advertising post, so I will be writing things and posting pictures. I also need to have it going for 30 days before I start posting the ads.
I didn't want to do it on my cooking or family blog, just felt that it cheapens them a little- so I started a new one.
If you visit- Thanks!
Life in This Busy House
In order to make money I do have to have an original blog post between each advertising post, so I will be writing things and posting pictures. I also need to have it going for 30 days before I start posting the ads.
I didn't want to do it on my cooking or family blog, just felt that it cheapens them a little- so I started a new one.
If you visit- Thanks!
Life in This Busy House
Our Family
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
7th Anniversary
Sunday, September 20, 2009
A Midwife's Hands
I notice hands. I just do- it's one of those things I notice about people. When I think of them, I often think of their hands. Weird? I'm guessing, either that or no one talks about it...
I've wanted to do this picture set for probably the last 5 years or more. I was going to take them when I was pregnant with Naomi, but we ended up having her 3 weeks early, at the hospital. My midwife (from another state) made it, but she was just with us at the hospital. So I was glad when I got pregnant with Titus, because then I could have a homebirth again and take these pictures. Because Naomi was so early my midwife was here for a couple weeks before Titus was born (3 days before his due date).
Most midwives are very special to their clients and vise versa. It's a different relationship. This is the woman that was with them in their most vulnerable time. There is a sense of respect and awe, and for me, I longing for her approval.
Karen is not just my midwife. I met her when I was 17 and started apprenticing with her. She has been my mentor all these years (15 now), helped me through 4 miscarriages and 5 births, a very difficult marriage and break up, being a single parent, learning to trust again, growing in my relationship with my Heavenly Father and His Son, and now some of the happiest years of my life.
All these years though, I have noticed her hands. The way she touches women's beautiful pregnant stomachs to feel where the baby is, the way she gently touches the perineum to prevent tearing, the way she holds babies and carefully checks them over.
These pictures are her hands:
Feeling Titus, before we knew who he was.
Folded on a Bible, because I know that she relies on God to guide her in the ministry of being a midwife.
Her hands holding Titus, who looks huge, but was really less than an hour old.
I've wanted to do this picture set for probably the last 5 years or more. I was going to take them when I was pregnant with Naomi, but we ended up having her 3 weeks early, at the hospital. My midwife (from another state) made it, but she was just with us at the hospital. So I was glad when I got pregnant with Titus, because then I could have a homebirth again and take these pictures. Because Naomi was so early my midwife was here for a couple weeks before Titus was born (3 days before his due date).
Most midwives are very special to their clients and vise versa. It's a different relationship. This is the woman that was with them in their most vulnerable time. There is a sense of respect and awe, and for me, I longing for her approval.
Karen is not just my midwife. I met her when I was 17 and started apprenticing with her. She has been my mentor all these years (15 now), helped me through 4 miscarriages and 5 births, a very difficult marriage and break up, being a single parent, learning to trust again, growing in my relationship with my Heavenly Father and His Son, and now some of the happiest years of my life.
All these years though, I have noticed her hands. The way she touches women's beautiful pregnant stomachs to feel where the baby is, the way she gently touches the perineum to prevent tearing, the way she holds babies and carefully checks them over.
These pictures are her hands:
Feeling Titus, before we knew who he was.
Folded on a Bible, because I know that she relies on God to guide her in the ministry of being a midwife.
Her hands holding Titus, who looks huge, but was really less than an hour old.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Back to School and it feels like a whirlwind!
Sorry guys, no pictures this time. I feel like I'm going crazy. Some might argue that I already am. :-) Luke is in Jr. High this year and I just don't feel on top of things. Brian has to drop him off before work in the morning, I could drop him off, but Titus is typically sleeping at that time and the other 2 are needing to get ready and get out the door as well, so it is a bit easier. Except that I have to have breakfast completely ready by 7am and lunches made by 7:25am, because that is when they leave.
Jesse and Stephen leave the house at 8am, some times with lunches, sometimes not. I think they would prefer sack lunch each day, but right now it still saves alot of money to get the free school lunch. I do send a sack lunch on the days they only offer junk foods. The day time is pretty easy, I have really been trying to be more productive while the kids are napping- which is really only 1 hour a day that they are both down. We collected a bunch of pallets and are planning to use them to build everything we need for our kitchen- cupboards, shelves, pantry, doors, etc. So far so good. My mom came down and we built a door for my laundry closet, I know, I need to post pictures! I started a window seat for the dining room last week, haven't gotten too far. I was going to work on it today while the kids were down, but it was about 90 degrees outside and I wussed out.
Naomi needs to get up from her nap at 3pm, (or she doesn't sleep at night- because she would nap until 5pm if I let her!) then Jesse and Stephen get home at 3:30pm. Dinner is normally started around 4pm, but now Luke is in Cross Country so he gets done at 4:30pm, so I have to have dinner going and mostly done because it takes me 20 minutes to pick him up. Then he's in Band so needs to practice his tenor saxophone and all 3 are still in piano (I told them they had to be in piano until they graduate high school) so they have to practice. Homework needs to be done and chores- it truly makes my life easier if they do their chores! I changed it once again- they know rotate: Wash dishes, dry dishes, clear table, take out trash, vacuum, fold laundry. Then they have one jar chore, which typically doesn't take long- things like "swish toilet" or "wipe off stove"
Then Brian comes home from work.
Monday they have boy scouts, which I need to have a snack ready for.
Tuesday Piano lessons, gone from 3pm-5pm
Wednesday Youth group, AWANA, ladies Bible study
Thursday typically free- thankfully!
Friday every other Friday is YAMS (Young Adults Married and Single)
Saturday I don't know, but it seems to be super busy!
Sunday Sunday School, Church, lunch, naps, church, bed.
I've never been a super organized person. I am about some things- like the towel cupboard (I hate it when they stuff the towels in!) and when I get groceries I like all the fruits together, frozen together, canned together, etc. and I liked them bagged that way.
But then at home I have always struggled keeping the dishes done and laundry- I despise it!!
I love to cook but hate to clean. Perhaps hate is too strong of a word... I'm just never "motivated".
Well, a few months ago I was listening to Dr. Laura and she said something like "No one does things because they're motivated. They do things because they are disciplined. If we all waited for 'motivation' nothing would ever be accomplished." That hit home. I am perfectly capable of doing these things- why don't they get done? I can blame my kids... I have 5 after all.
But I can't now. Titus is napping well, moving around and content. Naomi loves to help me and it really doesn't take much longer to have her "help". It really doesn't. And they do nap together for at least an hour each day.
For a long time I was helped by Flylady. I need to do that again. I have gotten rid of my 2009 things for this year (because the toilet overflowed and went into the basement and we decided to tear out the carpet/subfloor which meant I had to clear it out- and thanks to Laura I was brutal and got rid of TONS of stuff!) and I read most of "Get Rid of 50 Things, Clear the Clutter, Find Your Life". Which was another big help. So now I'm down to not much stuff- but have to stay on top of paper work (ugg!), dishes, laundry and typical cleaning stuff. Oh and working on the kitchen...
And throwing a whole new schedule on top of it all is wearing me out!!
There. There is my ramblings for the day. I have to get Naomi up now and start dinner.
Jesse and Stephen leave the house at 8am, some times with lunches, sometimes not. I think they would prefer sack lunch each day, but right now it still saves alot of money to get the free school lunch. I do send a sack lunch on the days they only offer junk foods. The day time is pretty easy, I have really been trying to be more productive while the kids are napping- which is really only 1 hour a day that they are both down. We collected a bunch of pallets and are planning to use them to build everything we need for our kitchen- cupboards, shelves, pantry, doors, etc. So far so good. My mom came down and we built a door for my laundry closet, I know, I need to post pictures! I started a window seat for the dining room last week, haven't gotten too far. I was going to work on it today while the kids were down, but it was about 90 degrees outside and I wussed out.
Naomi needs to get up from her nap at 3pm, (or she doesn't sleep at night- because she would nap until 5pm if I let her!) then Jesse and Stephen get home at 3:30pm. Dinner is normally started around 4pm, but now Luke is in Cross Country so he gets done at 4:30pm, so I have to have dinner going and mostly done because it takes me 20 minutes to pick him up. Then he's in Band so needs to practice his tenor saxophone and all 3 are still in piano (I told them they had to be in piano until they graduate high school) so they have to practice. Homework needs to be done and chores- it truly makes my life easier if they do their chores! I changed it once again- they know rotate: Wash dishes, dry dishes, clear table, take out trash, vacuum, fold laundry. Then they have one jar chore, which typically doesn't take long- things like "swish toilet" or "wipe off stove"
Then Brian comes home from work.
Monday they have boy scouts, which I need to have a snack ready for.
Tuesday Piano lessons, gone from 3pm-5pm
Wednesday Youth group, AWANA, ladies Bible study
Thursday typically free- thankfully!
Friday every other Friday is YAMS (Young Adults Married and Single)
Saturday I don't know, but it seems to be super busy!
Sunday Sunday School, Church, lunch, naps, church, bed.
I've never been a super organized person. I am about some things- like the towel cupboard (I hate it when they stuff the towels in!) and when I get groceries I like all the fruits together, frozen together, canned together, etc. and I liked them bagged that way.
But then at home I have always struggled keeping the dishes done and laundry- I despise it!!
I love to cook but hate to clean. Perhaps hate is too strong of a word... I'm just never "motivated".
Well, a few months ago I was listening to Dr. Laura and she said something like "No one does things because they're motivated. They do things because they are disciplined. If we all waited for 'motivation' nothing would ever be accomplished." That hit home. I am perfectly capable of doing these things- why don't they get done? I can blame my kids... I have 5 after all.
But I can't now. Titus is napping well, moving around and content. Naomi loves to help me and it really doesn't take much longer to have her "help". It really doesn't. And they do nap together for at least an hour each day.
For a long time I was helped by Flylady. I need to do that again. I have gotten rid of my 2009 things for this year (because the toilet overflowed and went into the basement and we decided to tear out the carpet/subfloor which meant I had to clear it out- and thanks to Laura I was brutal and got rid of TONS of stuff!) and I read most of "Get Rid of 50 Things, Clear the Clutter, Find Your Life". Which was another big help. So now I'm down to not much stuff- but have to stay on top of paper work (ugg!), dishes, laundry and typical cleaning stuff. Oh and working on the kitchen...
And throwing a whole new schedule on top of it all is wearing me out!!
There. There is my ramblings for the day. I have to get Naomi up now and start dinner.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Going for a walk
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Talent Show at School
Jesse playing "Snowfall".
Luke playing "Zip a Dee Do Dah".
Stephen playing "Mack the Knife".
Naomi dancing to the music!
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
The Wisdom of Jesse
Jesse came home from school one day last week and said excitedly: "Mom! I have the best homework ever!!" My first guess was "none?" But I was wrong. And he did have alot of fun doing this. He had to finish the sayings:
As you shall make your bed so shall you... eat breakfast and go to school.
Better be safe than... incinerated.
Strike while the... chance comes.
It's always darkest before... the sun comes up.
Never under estimate the power of... the Dark Side.
You can lead a horse to water but... he's scared.
Don't bite the hand that... plays in the mud.
No news is... two words.
You can't teach an old dog... new words.
If you lie down with the dogs... you'll get up with the dogs.
Love all, trust... the geek.
The pen is mightier than the... big brother that sits next to me.
An idle mind... is useless.
Where there's smoke..., there's a BBQ.
Happy the bride who... marries a nerd.
A penny saved is... a bigger collection.
Two's company, Three's... company, four's company, Five's.
Don't put off tomorrow... what you can put off today.
None are so blind as... a rocking horse.
Children should be seen and... not forgot.
If at first you don't succeed... pound your fist into the ground and cry.
You get out of something... what you forgot to take out.
When the blind leadeth the blind..., lead them.
As you shall make your bed so shall you... eat breakfast and go to school.
Better be safe than... incinerated.
Strike while the... chance comes.
It's always darkest before... the sun comes up.
Never under estimate the power of... the Dark Side.
You can lead a horse to water but... he's scared.
Don't bite the hand that... plays in the mud.
No news is... two words.
You can't teach an old dog... new words.
If you lie down with the dogs... you'll get up with the dogs.
Love all, trust... the geek.
The pen is mightier than the... big brother that sits next to me.
An idle mind... is useless.
Where there's smoke..., there's a BBQ.
Happy the bride who... marries a nerd.
A penny saved is... a bigger collection.
Two's company, Three's... company, four's company, Five's.
Don't put off tomorrow... what you can put off today.
None are so blind as... a rocking horse.
Children should be seen and... not forgot.
If at first you don't succeed... pound your fist into the ground and cry.
You get out of something... what you forgot to take out.
When the blind leadeth the blind..., lead them.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Crocheted Bedspread
January 2007 my Granny had a stroke, fell, smacked her head and laid in her house for a couple days before someone found her. She was in a type of coma by then, she would respond now and then by squeezing someone's hand or looking at people. My parents were gracious enough to fly me down there so I could see her before she died. I hadn't seen her for about 9 years- I had been pregnant with Stephen at the time, now I was pregnant with Naomi. I am so thankful I was able to be there.
My granny crocheted alot, when I left there my family sent me home with a huge suitcase stuffed full of yarn, crochet patterns, hooks, etc. I went through a couple books and found the pattern to this bedspread. I finished it right before Titus was born- I had started it sometime in the fall of 2007. I got through half of the blanket before I had to go buy some yarn and then I still mixed it with some that Granny had.
Here's the summery of my trip that I sent to some friends after I returned:
I went down to Redding on Sunday, was met there by my Aunt, 2 cousins and then my parents showed up at the airport too right after I got off the plane. The trip had been ok- though leaving Billings was really rough- bumping and moving the whole time. I don't think the baby liked it too much, when we took off the baby started moving all around. But
didn't seem to be bothered with the rest of the flights.
The first night there, just my dad and aunt went in to see Granny, she was in ICU. My dad had a really hard time with it, he couldn't be in there very long, my aunt seems to have the same problem and my mom
can't because she has to care for the kids. A neighbor, Trudie, called that night and wanted to let us know that she had shared the gospel w/ Granny on several occasions.
I was able to sit with her a long time on Mon and Tues. Monday was hard, I talked a little bit, but every time I tried to I just would cry. Tues I was better, I sat a long time with her and read the book of 1 John and some Psalms. I talked about how to accept Christ as savior and prayed with her.
She slept the whole time. They took her off everything, except morphine Monday afternoon.
Wednesday I went in again and told her I had to go home, etc, and kissed her forehead and she turned toward me right away. She opened her eyes and looked at me, I think she wanted to say something, but she just couldn't. She didn't look comfortable (had been throwing the blankets off her- laying there naked, I was a little irritated they didn't have her in a gown, she would not have liked that) so my mom called the nurse in and I was telling him what to do (because I'm good at that you know!) and Granny kept looking at me. (I don't think she had ever seen me be assertive. Something I've learned to be in the last 9 years.) He didn't think she was uncomfortable, but I know she was. I put some chapstick on her and lotioned her face, she turned so I could lotion both sides. I talked about how I had looked at her photo albums the night before and saw all the pictures of when she was a dancer (her family was very wealthy and by 12 she had the most beautiful professional photos w/ her dance
partner, and news paper articles on how they were the entertainment at classy social events. As she got older there were hollywood headshots- she was even in a Marilyn Monroe movie!) and I told her how beautiful she was- and there was a slight hint of a smile! LOL
It was really hard to leave her that day, but I'm sure once she got some pain killers she rested again. I did pray with her again before I left. I felt better about seeing her though, I needed to talk to her about the Lord, I just needed to do that before she passed and God let me.
I got some of her jewelry. Most of it was inexpensive, she loved it, so she had tons! But I did get a really pretty ring, but get this, it's PINK! lol. She was a little lady, so they all fit my little fingers.
It was amusing going through her stuff (we looked everywhere trying to find a key to a safe- never did find it, they had to bust it open)- her socks were all stacked by color, bras were lined upright like at Victoria's Secret. I opened on drawer and there must have been 100 panty hose-- plastic packages lined up on one side, egg shaped one in a box on the other side. THen I opened the next drawer and there was a ton of ziplock bags w/ more panty hose- and notes in them. One read: "has runs above the knee, do not wear with black skirt that has slits above the knee." he he he- they all had stuff like that. She wrote
notes like that on everything.
Everything was perfectly organized- the whole bathroom was dedicated to makeup. One drawer full of brow/eye liner and lip liners. I guess it took her 3 hours to get done up in the morning. I don't think there was a day in her life when she didn't fix herself up.
My granny crocheted alot, when I left there my family sent me home with a huge suitcase stuffed full of yarn, crochet patterns, hooks, etc. I went through a couple books and found the pattern to this bedspread. I finished it right before Titus was born- I had started it sometime in the fall of 2007. I got through half of the blanket before I had to go buy some yarn and then I still mixed it with some that Granny had.
Here's the summery of my trip that I sent to some friends after I returned:
I went down to Redding on Sunday, was met there by my Aunt, 2 cousins and then my parents showed up at the airport too right after I got off the plane. The trip had been ok- though leaving Billings was really rough- bumping and moving the whole time. I don't think the baby liked it too much, when we took off the baby started moving all around. But
didn't seem to be bothered with the rest of the flights.
The first night there, just my dad and aunt went in to see Granny, she was in ICU. My dad had a really hard time with it, he couldn't be in there very long, my aunt seems to have the same problem and my mom
can't because she has to care for the kids. A neighbor, Trudie, called that night and wanted to let us know that she had shared the gospel w/ Granny on several occasions.
I was able to sit with her a long time on Mon and Tues. Monday was hard, I talked a little bit, but every time I tried to I just would cry. Tues I was better, I sat a long time with her and read the book of 1 John and some Psalms. I talked about how to accept Christ as savior and prayed with her.
She slept the whole time. They took her off everything, except morphine Monday afternoon.
Wednesday I went in again and told her I had to go home, etc, and kissed her forehead and she turned toward me right away. She opened her eyes and looked at me, I think she wanted to say something, but she just couldn't. She didn't look comfortable (had been throwing the blankets off her- laying there naked, I was a little irritated they didn't have her in a gown, she would not have liked that) so my mom called the nurse in and I was telling him what to do (because I'm good at that you know!) and Granny kept looking at me. (I don't think she had ever seen me be assertive. Something I've learned to be in the last 9 years.) He didn't think she was uncomfortable, but I know she was. I put some chapstick on her and lotioned her face, she turned so I could lotion both sides. I talked about how I had looked at her photo albums the night before and saw all the pictures of when she was a dancer (her family was very wealthy and by 12 she had the most beautiful professional photos w/ her dance
partner, and news paper articles on how they were the entertainment at classy social events. As she got older there were hollywood headshots- she was even in a Marilyn Monroe movie!) and I told her how beautiful she was- and there was a slight hint of a smile! LOL
It was really hard to leave her that day, but I'm sure once she got some pain killers she rested again. I did pray with her again before I left. I felt better about seeing her though, I needed to talk to her about the Lord, I just needed to do that before she passed and God let me.
I got some of her jewelry. Most of it was inexpensive, she loved it, so she had tons! But I did get a really pretty ring, but get this, it's PINK! lol. She was a little lady, so they all fit my little fingers.
It was amusing going through her stuff (we looked everywhere trying to find a key to a safe- never did find it, they had to bust it open)- her socks were all stacked by color, bras were lined upright like at Victoria's Secret. I opened on drawer and there must have been 100 panty hose-- plastic packages lined up on one side, egg shaped one in a box on the other side. THen I opened the next drawer and there was a ton of ziplock bags w/ more panty hose- and notes in them. One read: "has runs above the knee, do not wear with black skirt that has slits above the knee." he he he- they all had stuff like that. She wrote
notes like that on everything.
Everything was perfectly organized- the whole bathroom was dedicated to makeup. One drawer full of brow/eye liner and lip liners. I guess it took her 3 hours to get done up in the morning. I don't think there was a day in her life when she didn't fix herself up.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Naomi's Birthday
Trying to blow out her candles...
I made her a Carrot Cake- just like I did last year. I was going to do something different- but Brian asked why... and I couldn't come up with a good reason- so this was partially for him! :-)
Mormor got her some beautiful ruby colored shoes- Naomi loves her shoes, so she was really happy with them!
Grandma and Grandpa got her a rocking horse- it even sings a coyboy song and shakes it's tail! She loved it- she must have sat on it for good hour pushing the button and rocking to the music!
Sean and Laura got her a baking set. It's neat because it has a bowl and wooden spoon just like I do- she has been enjoying feeding people "Cake!". :-)
Mr. and Mrs. O'Brien, at church, have adopted our kids as grandkids. They were both out of town when we had Naomi's party- so they gave her a gift at church on Sunday. Naomi loves tea stuff, cooking stuff, etc, so this is right up her alley!
I made her a Carrot Cake- just like I did last year. I was going to do something different- but Brian asked why... and I couldn't come up with a good reason- so this was partially for him! :-)
Mormor got her some beautiful ruby colored shoes- Naomi loves her shoes, so she was really happy with them!
Grandma and Grandpa got her a rocking horse- it even sings a coyboy song and shakes it's tail! She loved it- she must have sat on it for good hour pushing the button and rocking to the music!
Sean and Laura got her a baking set. It's neat because it has a bowl and wooden spoon just like I do- she has been enjoying feeding people "Cake!". :-)
Mr. and Mrs. O'Brien, at church, have adopted our kids as grandkids. They were both out of town when we had Naomi's party- so they gave her a gift at church on Sunday. Naomi loves tea stuff, cooking stuff, etc, so this is right up her alley!
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