Friday, February 27, 2009

My husband ROCKS Friday!!!

There's no prompt for this week, so I will just share something about Brandon!

Recently, I was feeling pretty defeated. With school, the kids, my faith...I was just beat down and feeling yucky.

So about three weeks ago I had a paper due for my English class. I was considering not turning anything in and just 'getting by' in the class and passing with *maybe* a C if I was lucky.

Brandon knows how important school is to me, but he also realized how lost I was. He has never, ever sat down with me before and really helped me work through a problem. Ever. But he did that night. He sat down with me and helped me work through the essay prompt and gather ideas about what to write.

He *encouraged* me in a way that he never, ever has before. Just having him sit there and actively listen to me and help me work through my rough patch meant so much to me! Even if he didn't understand what I was talking about, he was there to toss ideas at me as well as listen to my own and make suggestions.

Because of him taking time out of his night, doing what HE wanted to do and helping me instead, he gave me courage and optimism and FAITH (in myself) when I had none left. That was just so awesome of him!
Friday, February 20, 2009

My husband ROCKS Friday!!!

Okay, so after a break last week, I'm back to my usual Friday thing :)

The prompt this week is:
Share your favorite "married moment" from the past couple of weeks. Anything that was special, made you smile, or made you feel all "warm and fuzzy" :)

I have TWO favorite married moments, so I'm going to share both.

The first is how we have both come together over one issue: my husband's health. He's put on a bit o' weight since Jacek was born and I was beginning to get concerned. Enter brother-in-law Micah talking up the P90X workout...we were SOLD, bought it, and got it three days ago. This is day three for Brandon and while he does the workout downstairs, I sit (since I can't participate-don't think the baby would like pushups and jumping jacks) and encourage him on the sidelines.

This is my way of supporting him. I could easily leave him down there all by himself and go do 'my own thing' but I want to see him succeed, so I'm there for him 100%. This gives me a warm fuzzy feeling because we're working together on this in our own way :)

My second moment happened last night. After he was *drained* from his workout, he still managed to help me pull together a diaper cake for a friend of ours. He even made the bows, and let me tell you, his bows are SO perfect :) Just the fact that he even takes the time to do the 'girly' things with me makes me feel so special...He did this to help ME, but his effort that he put in to the project really shows how much he cares about his friends as well! And come on, how many guys do you know that can make a perfect bow out of a 12 inch strip of ribbon?

My husband ROCKS!!!
Thursday, February 19, 2009


Ah, my friend had her baby today. Unfortunately, he's having some problems, so anyone who reads this, if you could, say a quick prayer for Taran and family? God is good and I know how scared his mommy is, so just a quick prayer would be appreciated.

But, this makes me remember Justin's scary the circumstances were, everything about that birth went wrong!

"You're going to have a baby today" my doctor enthusiastically told me at my 34 week appointment. I was 34 weeks 5 days...not at ALL prepared to have a baby. We had *just* bought the car seat and the crib hadn't even been delivered yet. I was +2 protein in my urine, my BP was HIGH...

They admitted me that afternoon, gave me induction drugs and...NOTHING happened. Finally, two days later, they stopped everything and said i just wasn't ready! My mom had just flown to Colorado because my Grandpa had just died on Thursday was such a bad time for this to happen! Brandon's family was visiting, and lo and behold, my BP shot through the roof. That's when I got word that after my doctor had dinner, we'd be doing a C-section right away.

The next few hours were a whirlwind of activity. Brandon's family had just left-he gave them a call to let them know what was going on, I think they were just about home when they got the call I was having the section! They're working to get me prepped for the operation...

Then, they couldn't get my epidural in. I got one shot of numbing medication for every 3 epidural (and later spinal) attempts that they did. I got poked 12 times before my doctor took over and got the spinal in. I think I sat on that cold OR table for an hour before they finally got my spinal in. Then that was was baby time. They brought Brandon in and I remember feeling EXTREMELY weird. Very out of it and VERY tired. My BP continued to cause problems...

But, at 9:53 PM Justin Daniel was born, screaming before he was even out!

He seemed SO, so tiny...Don't even ask me how Brandon got the above picture...there were no lighting tricks and no editing, but this is one of the most amazing pictures I've EVER seen :) Just my favorite! All the rest of his delivery were NOT like this, they were like normal pictures.

So, he weighed 5 lbs 12.9 oz and was 18 inches long...born at 35 weeks gestation. Fully healthy, despite doctor's warnings that he was going to be VERY sick.

I was in the hospital for a few days, and unfortunately, he was having problems with major jaundice. It was the *hardest* thing to leave him at the hospital...but my mother-in-law and father-in-law stayed overnight with him.

I just cannot believe how blessed I was that he was healthy. I still had complications from my high blood pressure, but they eventually resolved.

Thinking of Justin's birth-how fast it came on, how fast circumstances changed...I am just reminded at how Cass must be feeling right now. My thoughts and prayers are certainly with them. I feel so lucky that Justin didn't have more complications...
Tuesday, February 17, 2009

When did it become so hard to enjoy life?

Oh yeah...since it's been freaking winter here for what seems like MONTHS and the sun never sticks around.
I am beginning to believe that SAD is a real disorder, geeze! This cloudy icky weather is really getting me down-and I never thought I would say that. I am so excited for spring, to do yardwork, to play in the yard, sit in the sun and do my homework or reading...I cannot wait.

All this yucky weather just makes it so hard to enjoy things. I don't even feel motivated anymore. One would think my house would at least stay clean because there's nothing else to do, but NOPE!

The weekly trips to the playland just aren't cutting it for the boys anymore lol! It's not cutting it for us, either, though.


Can't wait for spring...
Monday, February 16, 2009


Well, I've taken a little over a week off-I had some things on my blog to do but couldn't muster up the energy to do them.
This pregnancy is flat kicking my butt. I've never been so fatigued and sick, so this is major bad juju right about now! Add to that major stress from school...that means I'm not doing so hot.

But, I hope to be back up and running here this week.

As for an update- Had my first OB appointment last wednesday. My due date was changed to October 2nd with a c-section around the 24th of September. Yay! Baby is there, heartbeat is there, and I go back March 18th. Very exciting :)
Friday, February 6, 2009

My husband ROCKS Friday!!!

Tell the story of a memory about your husband that brings you a smile and a giggle every time you think about it!

WOW, there are several memories that I have in mind. I could tell you about the "I feel like a reptile" comment or the time he told me he was obsessed with me. Just the way he said it was hilarious :)

Oh, but I think I have to tell a truly 'man' moment that he had. This man, I love him so much and he's such a sweetheart, he tries really hard to make me feel good. After the birth of our second son, I was spending quite a bit of time at the gym trying to work off some baby weight. One night before going to bed, I was standing in the bathroom brushing my teeth when he said:

Hey there sexy lady. I must have left my wife at the donut shop because you look nothing like her!

*Jaw hits the floor*

LOL...left the wife at the donut shop??? What the heck was that supposed to mean?

I laugh every time I think about that because even though he has verbal throwup sometimes, he really means well.

Oh yeah, then there's the time he told me that when I woke up in the morning, sometimes it smelled like Mia (our dog) pooped in my mouth?!?!?! Yeah sweetie...that's a nice way of talking about morning breath!

~Make sure to see Katy at The Great Adventure if you want to participate in this fun Friday activity :)
Tuesday, February 3, 2009

"The Torch We Carry"

Reading through my "Too-Busy Book" a few afternoons ago, I came across this passage:

I have lived to see a thing, and it is this: that women of the first generation beyond the women's liberation movement have yet to challenge and redirect the overweening dictum passed on to them by their mother's generation-that women must do it all, do it now, and do it faster. ALL includes career, marriage, children, community involvement, friendships, spirituality, personal fitness, and on it goes. The mothers of the thirtysomethings unwittingly handed to their daughters a load too great to bear, a load under which they stagger. They took it on, not knowing there was another way-not realizing that their grandmothers' lives were much simpler than theirs. And no one is saying (except in whispers) that doing it all is impossible, ridiculous-even laughable...A generation of women has accepted the torch without asking why (Andersen, 2004 pp 29 & 30).

This particular passage is intriguing to me because I think about how we are so darn busy all the time. We don't have time for family events, we don't have time for ourselves, we barely have time for God!

I have OFTEN wondered why it seems like life is so busy. It seems like back when my grandma was raising her kids, things were so much more...mellow. And this was a lady with 6 kids, later on there were 7! WHY were things so simple? Because they LIVED simply. My grandpa was a miner, my grandma stayed home with the kids and kept house. I remember hearing stories about how she would rearrange furniture nearly every week! Now I know where I get that from :) They didn't have a whole lot, some people might have even considered them poor. I do not know, I never really discuss that, but I just know that things were so much simpler. Grandma did what she had to do, grandpa went to work, kids played...

WHY are we caught in this trap of constant busyness? Not only do we overschedule our kids with soccer, gymnastics, dance, and art classes, but this translates as overscheduling for the WHOLE family. Speaking of...why ARE there so many activities for kids? What ever happened to just having a few baseball practices a week and then letting them play outside other times. WHY do our kids have to have a whole menu of activities neatly tucked in to every corner of our week? Why do we have to PLAN so much?

I was reading something about how things 'used' to be. How family would live close, the women would gather at someone's house, cook dinner together, wait for the men to get there, kids would be playing. What happened to the family-centered lifestyle that *used* to be. That's what *I* long for! It seems so much lighter and more simple, to just enjoy each other, help each other out, let the cousins PLAY together.

Now, we're too busy being involved in other things to have 'time' for anything. I think women these days live under this false idea that we can do it all. There is one area that has to suffer if we try to do it all-usually that area is US, ourselves; me-time doesn't exist, there is no time for relaxing.

I can't do it, I've decided that changes must be made. I have to become more 'relaxed' about life in general. If I feel like taking a minute to read a little bit of a book, then I will. I will make a conscious effort to make more family time, and not just my family, but extended as well. There are other goals, but i'm running out of time before my kids start to murder each other!