Friday, December 30, 2016

2016

1/9 Hannah asks, "Mom is it fast Sunday or slow Sunday? "Slow Sunday" I say without even a hitch. I'm well conversant in how they describe Sundays. Rebecca responds to my offer of pineapple, "I don't like that stuff, it bites my tongue.

1/10 We are having family home evening. There has already been a wrestling violation. We have stopped the song twice (and it's scripture power! which is fun and active). There have been tears because Raymond has a jammed finger and isn't lifting/throwing someone in the air for sunbeam. Since the lesson is "I can do all things throw Christ which strengtheneth me" I feel like we should keep going. I start talking about Elder Nelson's talk the night before. One of the quotes "expect and prepare to do impossible things" -is it bad I thought of the laundry first?-the second idea is that millennials can prepare for the millennial reign of the Savior. Ben looks up and says "I did NOT see THAT coming".

1/25 So at family home evening we are playing scripture story pictionary. I'm drawing a picture of a certain prophet who speaks to the people from on top of a wall. I draw a wall and some bricks on the wall and Lydia guesses "a man who is standing on a volleyball net"-yes. i remember that scripture story well same game with dad drawing this time-the story of Nephi building a boat and Raymond guesses "Nephi building Shilllp." um

3/25 perhaps we are spending enough time with shakespeare...I overhear Ben say "forsooth Batman!"

3/27 we are eating easter dinner and Rachel does NOT want ham. She wants chicken. It's just that she means HAM and she wants everyone to refer to the ham as chicken. As I'm talking her down from the ledge I'm trying to explain that this particular chicken is called...ham.

3/27 we play rummy and I win. It was slightly controversial in that as I was picking up my last card, I could already see it, Raymond says, "buy" I say "too late". He says "If we were playing with relatives THEY would let me have it!" I say "you WERE playing with relatives!" He says "I mean the relatives who aren't family!" um. I laugh and he clarifies...I mean the ones who don't live with us.

3/27 I'm sitting on the couch with my legs up playing Parchesi with Hannah. She is as she says, "good at luck". As we play Becca comes over and starts touching my bare legs. "Mom". "Where's your fur?" um what? I say? "your fur" I look down at where she is looking, clarify by asking if she is talking about he hair on my legs... and say that I shave my legs. "WHAT?" she says! well that's why you're cold all the time! I still have fur...then starts rubbing her legs and saying "soft and furry."

5/13 There are just some leaps my brain can't take. Today Rachel has been playing family with dinosaurs. She has a protoceratops dad and a triceratops mom and baby. I'm fine with them talking and living in a house. It's funny to watch her potty train the baby triceratops...but it's driving me crazy that a rooster is waking them up every morning!

5/15 Natalie says blessing on the food. Abi responds "AHHH I thought you would bless it so it could taste good!"

8/10 We're watching olympics and they announce that beach volleyball is next, Ben says "Oh Good! It's relaxing to watch other people fall down a lot"

8/18 Becca is feeling very twinny as she does every year around their birthday. She'd like to share a room again. She'd like to have more twin time. she'd like to wear matching clothes every once in a while. As she leaves the room Susan says "I think being a twin makes me want MORE time alone. I guess it's because i didn't even get time alone inside you"

8/24 The chickens are affecting our lives. Hannah is trying to describe how she feels and says "I feel like a chicken is pecking the inside of my neck" ahh you have a sore throat

8/25 We are walking through Walmart. I rarely take little people shopping. Hannah 6 is commenting on everything, the socks, the jewelry, then "oh LOOK! they even have something for babies!" We're walking by the bras.

11/19 Hannah is the "mom" and Abi and Rachel are her children...after playing for a while, she comes racing after them and pauses by my side to say "Having two children is exhausting!" Less than 10 minutes later she comes to ask for Lisa because she's just GOT to have another baby! ;) wonder where she gets it from.

12/7 As everyone comes in from wednesday church Lisa is waving and saying "Hello" very cutely. Then Chris walks in and she says "MEEOOW!" amen Lisa

12/16 on the way home from the church christmas party...my daughter says, did you hear me "BAAAHH with adoration? she was a very loud sheep, so now those who were there know...she was adoring the King in her own way. BAAAHHHHH

12/23 On the way to carol a friend. We are practicing Silent Night in the car. Rachel interrupts with "I do NOT want to sleep in heavenly peace! I don't want to sleep at all!" We know Rachel. We know.

12/24 We have a clean up and Rachel asks "Are we cleaning for Jesus?" "Yes" I say. "Is He coming to our house this weekend?" PAUSE "I hope we feel Him near us this weekend" "I wrapped Him a birthday present. Do you think Jesus likes stuffed animals?" Yes Rachel. I think He does.

Thursday, December 31, 2015

2015

2-13 abigail is asking questions about the baby and asks.."is she bored in there? I mean, what if she wants to sew? could you eat a needle and thread and fabric?". "What?" I ask... "How would that work to swallow a needle?" "Good point" she says. She then asks tons of questions, but none related to the actual birds and the bees...just crazy random questions, like "how does it work that she breathes water, then she just breathes air..is she a mermaid? has any baby ever kept breathing water?"

2/17 Ben is reenacting the garden of eden. He wiggles like a snake and tells Hannah he wants her to eat of the fruit...Hannah skips away, and comes back with an apple! Jesus comes to see Hannah and takes out his spy glass to see if hannah is wearing clothes. next he casts them out of the garden...think fishing casting. huh. a fisher of men indeed.

2/21 When the baby is born we can yell and say 'she wasn't born in December!!"

2/21 Ben: "You went horse back riding?" "no. I was working." says kalani. Ben says "You worked? On a saturday, but that means, you must have allergies!"??

2/21 Hannah randomly walks up and asks "Was I adopted or what?" "No" I say "you weren't adopted." "Oh" she says, "so I was in here, or here, or here.." .as she points to different curvy body parts, that are NOT my growing baby belly.

4/19 Hannah comes waltzing in asking what is for dinner. I say "roasted vegetables". She says "apple pajamas??!??!! BLECH!" um what? how did she hear that? so I take it out of the oven, explain that while one pan is potatoes, the other has squash and carrots and zuchini..."WHAT?" says Abi! "Roasted bikini?" um. is it time to do a hearing check and whisper chocolate?

5/22 Our darling Lisa joins our family!

5/24 I'm baking my placenta on the way to encapsulating it. susan (9) says " so that's what fried you smells like"

6/6 So here we are debating whether Lisa's nickname should stay "cute baby" or whether we will ever get Rachel to say Lisa...and Abigail says, "I like the name Lisa Gloria, it's much better than Lisa Pigstomper". yes. this is true. Though I can't say we ever considered Lisa Pigstomper.

7/8 Kalani entered the MTC to prepare for 18 months of service in San Jose, CA

8/29 "I wish we lived in Africa" Hannah says with a sad face. "Why?" I ask "Because I miss my old friends" "You mean your old friends that live 45 minutes away instead of on the other side of the globe?"

9/2 You know how they name colors? how there are different kinds of white:ecru, opal, diamond... Hannah will most likely NOT have that job. Yesterday in the park I was pushing Hannah in the swing and we were playing "I spy" She has the cutest little voice and I love to hear her say "I spy with my little eye..." One time she was trying to be more specific on the color and she said "I spy with my little eye something chicken white. " um.

9/11 Life with a 2yo...I ate my dinner one handed. I wasn't holding Lisa-she was happily playing on her blanket. Rachel's dolly was screaming apparently and I needed to hold her. Rachel is now pretending to be my puppy and we are playing fetch.

10/5 So I was walking out of Walmart with Natalie. I was pushing the cart and she was holding Lisa. There was this guy at the front of the store trying to sell pictures and he said to natalie "I know you want pictures of that beautiful baby", then to me "how about you grandma! You..." we didn't hear anything else. we were laughing too hard!I'm not sure if I want to know which is more likely...if natalie were a mom or me a grandma! (age wise, not age of children wise ;) )

10/30 dinner conversation...Chris' is grilling inside because RAIN. He's asking who wants a cheeseburger and who wants a hamburger. Abi says...cheese burger, I don't want ham. um. the cheese is ON the ham burger. I don't want ham. the hamburger is made of beef. then why do they call it hamburger? I don't know. Because I don't want the ham. um. it's cow. trust us. cow. we spent the rest of the meal repeating the affirmation that it's cow every. single. time. someone said hamburger.

11/2 "Please bless that those who don't like the food will still love mom for making it" um. thanks Becca.

11/4 We have some coughs and sore throats, which has meant crazy, squeaky speaking voices. Ben comes up behind me and squeaks and says "I can use my high voice for evil."

11/10 Ben is reading a Louis L'Amour book called "The quick and the dead" we came across the scripture that says "quick and the dead" so I asked Ben what he thought it meant. He said, "The people who aren't quick to draw their guns are gonna be dead"

12/27 Hannah while rolling the dice for me in Parchessi and doing VERY well, she said "I'm Good at being LUCKY!"

12/28 We are continuing our star wars marathon and after watching the prequel-episode 2 Ben says "I like Darth Vadar better than Anikan."

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Lisa Gloria

Thursday. It wasn't a great day. My friend, Terrie Bitner died of brain cancer. She was an amazing homeschool friend, writing mentor, and inspiring primary teacher. I was having a down day. It was also the day before the Shakespeare play. I was feeling a ton of pressure all day. I was trying to do as little as possible so I would have energy for the day of the play and all that would entail. The errands I did have, I took Kalani and she drove and did all of the running for me. I tried yoga and stretching and laying down to relieve the pressure. It was a long day. The evening I had a few signs that labor might be coming. I started thinking of all of the other times I almost made it to when I had hoped: starting the labor the day before Chris' last final during his masters program, labor the day before Christmas, labor before 37 weeks...I wondered if I would almost make it to the Shakespeare play but not quite. The timing was not stellar.

I went to bed hoping it'd just be another night of pre-labor contractions and pressure and little sleep. By midnight, I could no longer talk myself out of reality. The contractions were only 10 minutes apart and not serious by any means, but I knew it was labor. I was having heartburn issues and feeling nauseous. I did NOT want to labor and feel this way. I needed to rest before labor, but staying down wouldn't work with heartburn. I had been laying in bed timing contractions and wondering if they would all disappear. After an hour I broke the news to my husband. We debated when to call midwives when clearly my contractions were wimpy. No matter what I needed to get upright for a while. I called the midwives at about 1:30 am. Chris set up the birth pool and I puttered around getting things ready. My contractions were weak and 8 minutes apart at 2 am when Chelsea arrived. Baby and I were both fine and Natalie and her assistant Amanda showed up shortly. Although contractions were creeping closer and slightly intensifying, I started wondering how long labor would be. We had a discussion shortly after the midwives arrived about whether or not I wanted to be checked. I didn't. I don't like it. The next few contractions are buggers and it means nothing. I've been at a 7 for 7 hours. I've been at a 3 then delivered 2 hours later. Why do it? I didn't want to get into the birth pool yet, lest I slow things down. So we opted for movement. I had been laboring on my ball and leaning forward to get any contractions off my back-they were still mild, but I don't like back labor. To speed things up I walked and did squats and paced all over the house. Chris tried to rest, the contractions were so little, I needed him rested more than I needed someone to watch me waddle. Chelsea chased me down to monitor the baby where I was :) I love home birth midwives. After an hour and a half of walking and moving, my contractions were 6 minutes apart and I was starting to wonder why I would want MORE contractions, but still not much. ugh. I was tempted to rest for a while. We decided to get checked. I was a 3 maybe 4. THIS IS WHY I DON'T get checked. sigh. I wanted to cry. The next two contraction were buggers...why did i get checked? I didn't tell my husband, because I KNEW I would cry. It was 3:30 am. I was trying to talk myself down off the ledge. This didn't mean anything. Every contraction was bringing me closer to my baby. Midwife Natalie and her assistant went to the couch to rest and Chelsea monitored me by the light of her phone. 5 minutes apart.

At about 4:30 am I decided to try the water. My contractions were 5 minutes apart, but very manageable. Once I got into the water the contractions intensified. Within a few minutes I wanted my husband. The back labor was more than I wanted to handle alone. I had to get out of the water at one point and hated every second. I was glad they could monitor the baby while I was in the water. I was 4 minutes apart and vocalizing through contractions with counter pressure...my back was hurting. Chelsea massaged with oil, which felt great and Chris did counter pressure. I was on my knees for contractions, but my knees are...weak, so I'd flip over and sit down in between. I thought I was relaxing in between, but Chris would put his hand on my arm (he was sitting behind me, out of the pool) and it helped me relax and melt and give my back more of a break. Chelsea got Natalie and Amanda, and I could hear them talking about how I must be close...judging by my behavior. I was glad to hear that because I had already started to count contractions (normally when the get really hard I have less than 10 to go-I was having a hard time remembering what number I was on). Two horrible, back breaking contractions and with my vocalization Chris announced "that's a crowning noise". The water took the edge off of the pain enough that I had the wherewithal to reach down and feel my baby's head. I tried to push gently, Chris reminded me to breath. Somehow Chelsea reached across the tub to reach the baby too, which was very comforting to me. A few pushes and her head was out, Chelsea checked for a cord or any problems. I was used to the baby wooshing out once their head is delivered...not so. When I was already feeling completely split apart and broken...I couldn't imagine more.I felt far away from my husband based on where I had ended up and where I was delivering. I did NOT like that distance, and the pool made it difficult to change that.I really needed the water, and I needed and wanted my husband. Holding my baby's head gave me hope and with a few more pushes I was bringing her up in my arms.

It was 5:16am. She was covered in thick vernix, with dark hair and many darling fat rolls everywhere. I snuggled her, so grateful she was with us. Kalani and Natalie came in to see the baby. Chelsea checked the baby while she stayed in my arms. We still didn't have a name for this darling! Daughter Natalie had made me a shake which made me happy. I had been drinking throughout labor. I had been hungry sometimes, but couldn't eat and I was now starving. After some energy blast from the shake, I delivered the placenta while still holding my baby. Chris took Natalie and Raymond to seminary and school. Kalani became my everything. We nursed while I was still in the pool. Once the cord stopped pulsing, Kalani cut the cord.

Midwife Natalie took the baby and I was helped out of the pool and rinsed and dried off. and we moved to my bed. No tears :) no problems to deal with. I nursed the baby again, she is one hungry little girl. We weighed her, 9 lbs and 6 oz! She was 21.5 inches long. The baby pooped all over her blanket. We snuggled skin to skin and nursed a bit more. Kalani was starting to run interference for the little people who were now starting to wake up. I was getting cold and got some socks on...it was wonderful to have so many women around cleaning up, taking care of me and the baby and the children out there. Lydia woke and started making muffins.

I got dressed and Kalani got the baby dressed. Baby and I snuggled in bed while the midwives Chelsea and Natalie and assistant Amanda scurried around cleaning up, getting pool down (it didn't want to pump out with any speed) and giving me help with nursing - the baby does not have a strong suck (there is a clicking noise so I support her chin to maintain the suction) Yes, with 10 other children every single nursing experience has involved a learning curve! How can that be?

Chris and daughter Natalie came home and the midwives left. The little children were eating and Kalani brought each child in to briefly to see the baby and tell them that she was mommy today. My room was deemed off limits until 9.

The midwives left. Chris and I waited until 8 to call my mom. Chris made me an omelet (I was SO hungry). After I called my mom, we were debating names...none of the names we were considering were right. As we were talking about calling people, Chris said "What about Lisa Gloria?" It was right! We have a name. Lisa! Lisa is my sister's name. I love her. She is so loving and kind and is just...my best friend in the whole world (husband aside). Gloria is my mom's name. We knew from early on her middle name would be Gloria. My mom is so inspiring. All together her name means devoted to God's glory.

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

2014

1-1 I'm not sure why this was news to Ben...but he read Winnie THE Pooh today and said "Winnie THE Pooh...gross! He is related to pooh!"

2-4 At a restaurant with my brother David when he was in town... Ben, after the reading the children's menu carefully, asked for one of everything by listing off EVERYTHING on the children's menu. My hollow legged, growing boy!

We went to the bathroom and there was a bench to sit on. Hannah lay down and said “I’m laxing”. “Oh you’re relaxing?” I say, hoping to model English. “No,“ she said “I’m laxing”. Soon she got up and danced around for a bit while we were waiting for Abigail. She then went to lay back down again and said “NOW I’m RE-laxing!” Raymond noted that he’s taller than me and David said “That’s not saying much” It's true. I am the shortest ..the midget of the family and David was just providing a friendly reminder.

3-16 So I'm juicing and making some green juice for the morning and Ben, always the loving, if inept complimenter says "Mom you are REALLY good at making gross stuff!" Thanks son. I made Cashew milk and Hannah said "Ketchup milk? EWWWW" eww indeed hannah.

5-11 Mother's day! I spent it with my mom for the first time in I can't remember how long. wonderful! As Hannah and I were walking in to church she wanted to stop and smell the roses. She took a big sniff, then said "they aren't stinky! I think someone already changed their diapers!"

5-20 Hannah walked up to me and said "I know what time it is! It's time for ME!"

6-1 Susan is chanting randomly "Kiss your brother, kiss your brother" (ala starwars) and Ben (10) walks in horrified "Don't kiss your brother! It's poisonous!"

6-1 We somehow get on the discussion of how painful is it to give birth which leads to a discussion on naked bodies. How does this happen? I don't know but an 8yo said "I think naked bodies are funny...it'd take a really good joke to be funnier than a naked body" "What?!" I say. "Bodies are beautiful! Our bodies do amazing things! what do you find funny about a body?" "furry bums" she says.

crickets. um. I have nothing to say to that. carry on. just sharing the joy ;)

6-6 Raymond made home made bread. Rebecca had cut a slice for herself that was a little too thin. When she tried to get it out of the toaster it started breaking. I get it out in pieces. I was hoping she'd be okay with that. I walk by the table a little later and she had broken all of the bread in little pieces after she had honeybuttered it. I was wondering if she would ever eat the mess she had made, "Rebecca!" I say, "What are you doing?" "Mom! It's like the sacrament....but with honey butter!"

6-14 "Hannah" I say "It's your birthday tomorrow, what do you want to eat?" "Chocolate". okay. "is that the kind of cake you want?" "yes" "What kind of ice cream?" "Chocolate". "What would you like for breakfast?" "hot chocolate". ahhh. "How about dinner?" "that would be...hot chocolate". I'm sensing a theme.

6-15 I lean over to tell Hannah that she is now 4! She asks "Am I big?" I ask clarify "What does it mean to be big?" "I just wanna know how to do everything!" !!! "Sweetie…I'm not even that big yet!"

7-14 "Hey we have an ancestor named Severus Sarus" says Natalie. Chris replies "Must be on your mom's side!" The bad news? He was right!

7-14 Hannah comes up to me with two braids and says "Momma, I got rid of my 'H's and now my name is Anna!"

7-14 Natalie and Rebecca are discussing what Natalie's shirt says (hint...it says BYU). Rebecca "why does your shirt say buy?" Natalie "It doesn't say buy..its says be you...or really bayou". clearly raising a texan.

8-9 We are gathering for family prayer. Susan gives me a big hug and says "Mom, you are so.." then she busts out laughing. "What?" I ask. She responds "I almost said you are cute! I mean you are kind and awesome but the only people cute in this house are Rachel...and possibly me!"

9-8 Hannah runs into my room excitedly..."MOM I have a spot!" She shows me a tiny sun spot on her shoulder. "I'm getting spotted and pretty like you!" um thanks?

9-13 So we're watching Harry Potter 5 and upon seeing the red phone booth used as the guest entrance into the ministry, Lydia says "WHY is the tardis red?"

10-20 We are getting ready for park day. Hannah sees Ben, dressed and ready and asks..."Where is Ben going? Is he going to Bug scouts?"

10-20 Abi watches her sister Natalie modeling with clay. She comments to Becca "she never gets anything messy but herself".

12-25 Ben is up early looking at all of the books by each stocking. He's planning what he wants to negotiate to read. He comes over to Rachel's stocking. It's a book about colors. He glances at the back like he had at the other books, then looks up at me then says in his best dramatic voice, "blue, green, red...How will it end??"

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013

1/6/2013 All three oldest children bear their testimonies-which means they choose to share with the entire church congregation how they feel about God and ... in this case their family. Kalani says "I love my family, even if I don't show it. ever." Good thing that's not true!

1/20/2013 We are quickly eating sandwiches before church. Susan is discussing the kind of lunch meat we have. (ham). "I like dead pig. It's delicious. Especially when they take out the bones and blood and stuff." Oh we are ALL hungry now Susan. thanks for that.

1/24/2013 Susan was sitting next to me while I was nursing. I was partially covered up. Susan covers me with the blanket saying "I'll give you some privacy Rachel"..half a second later she pulls the blanket back and says quite loudly "never mind!" and starts playing peek a boo.

1/24/2013 Quiz time... Becca asks to watch a movie. She wants the " I hid under your porch because I love you" movie. Which movie does she want?

1/28 Family home evening. Chris is about to read us all a scripture. He is standing (was he holding a baby, or just getting our attention?) He coughs and prepares his dad reading voice. He reads Alma 55:31 :"But behold, the Nephites were not slow to remember the Lord their God in this their time of affliction. They could not be taken in their snares; yea, they would not partake of their wine, save they had first given to some of the Lamanite prisoners." He then says "this scripture refers to something we call in our family the'token Lamanite'." There is squirming among the children...they notice dad has a hot pad in his hands...what has dad done? He continues.." I have put this scripture into practice in my own life today by tasting the peanut butter cookies made for family home..." "DAD!" much laughter and admonishing by the children and ME because dad has committed the cardinal sin of eating the treat BEFORE it is TIME. Quick analysis of dad's health...he seems to have NOT been poisoned-though many children are considering it NOW. Quick, record breaking prayer and mad dash for the kitchen to see just how many cookies dad has tested and how many are left.

2/20 The older children come home from church with face paint and various designs on their arms and hands. Abi (5) particularly likes the flower on Natalie's arm. She asks for it. I ask her if she'd like me to unscrew Natalie's arm and trade with her arm. She says "Silly! Arms are connected...we'll have to break it off."

2/21 Abi (5) "Mom, sometimes food makes babies." WHAT? I ask. " You ate food and you got a big belly and you had a baby." oh yes. huh.

2/26 Susan, "Oh Rachel you're so cute...until you turn hannah's age and become a master of destruction"

2/26 "Becca get on your shoes by yourself..I just put mine on and I'm 3 minutes younger than you!" susan

3/12 Susan, "Rachel you are just a sugar plum pie! Except I would never eat you except like in kisses" mwah mwah mwah..."There I ate your brain...I'm a zombie" Happy 3 months old Rachel!

3/17 We're working on memorizing The Living Christ. I'm copying a section out and Susan (7) is reading over my shoulder. Susan reads "Under the direction of his fat hair...that doesn't make sense"...no it doesn't sue. (The line is under the direction of His FATHER). I'm not sure this is leading to the increased spirituality in our home like I was hoping...

3/30 Abi has been singing to the baby in the car (Rachel is not a fan of car seats). The song is called I'm trying to be like Jesus...only she's singing "I'm trying to be like Moses" I'm not sure if she's hoping to part seas or wander for 40 years or be a part of cursing people with plagues...

4/1 Kalani is sharing some of the things she learned over the weekend. She had a great experience reading the New Testament in two days with her seminary class. she was talking about Paul and said. "Paul is sexiest". Teenage girls read the new testament differently than I do.

4/13 Susan notices some left over bunny-easter stuff. she comments on just how great that'd be for easter. I ask "Susan, you know what Easter is really about right?" "Yes mom, Jesus and the cross" I say yes then ask "So why do you think there are bunny things around easter?" She responds "Because they are so reverent!"

4/28 After a very disappointing first day of swim team (thunder and lightening = no swimming)...ben said the prayer "Bless us that we can actually SWIM at swim team tomorrow and bless all of the sick people, there are too many to remember"
4/28 After Hannah plays connect the spots on mommy, I say "I'm part leopard...I just got the spots and not the speed"

5/29 We are on our way to swim team and the older children are singing the http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FPxYDGfniM just to reinforce the nerdiness, when the lyrics say "middle earth is saved by the smallest of things" Susan butts in to say.."really? the smallest of things? What about dust mites" Then a conversation ensues about what exactly are the smallest of things including atoms, electrons, quarks and on the other side of the conversation a discussion on what was meant by the lyrics and well. giggles-that would be me.

6/27 I sometimes refer to motherhood as my day job. On one such occasion I said "It's a great day job" and Susan interrupted with.."Sure the days are fine, it's the nights that get you! The baby waking up, the diaper changes...."

7/3 We're on our way to a new movie theater. We had left with plenty of time and had mapquested. It's just that road closures weren't accounted for on mapquest. As we are making our second u-turn Susan pipes up "Good thing Dad isn't here so we can ask for directions!"
7/12 We're on our way to an Oyster Creek Elementary school to launch rockets with cub scouts. As we are approaching the school Ben says "We don't have to go to that horrible place do we?" My mind starts going crazy trying to remember what I could have possibly have said about public schools. As I'm wondering what I could have done to poison his mind against the public school system...I decide to just ask, "why do you think this is a horrible place?" "OYSTERS mom" he says. oh. that's fine then. I'm totally good with influencing his mind against seafood!

7/13 We're watching Robin Hood...the super old Erol Flynn variety. At one point some guy says "All Hail Prince John!" and Susan says "Prince John? Hail, no." Yes we are immature, so my husband and I have since been agreeing with her and her "hail no" all against prince john of course.

7/20 My children were interviewed for the stake youth musical ( a church program for teens). They were asked some basic, open ended questions. One question was "what grow on an apricot tree?" the answer that Susan, Abi and Rebecca ALL gave? Popcorn! Becca was asked "Who lives in heaven?" Her answer? "Lots and LOTS of dead people."

7/22 Princess Kate goes into labor. As I'm telling one daughter this...Susan is listening in. She asks what labor is. "It's the hard work a mommy's body does to prepare to give birth". "Oh she says...so it's how her body splits open". um ouch. she continues "how does her body go back together so quickly" I wonder what in the world she is visualizing. She goes on to say "Women are lucky...AND not lucky. I mean they get the babies, but the have to have them. Then they have the hardest job in the world of taking care of them."

8/5 epicly bad family home evening start. Two children had been privately spoken with, tackling was involved, a hug pile ensued to bring one child back, lots of playing,people stealing other people's seats, a crying baby and we hadn't even gotten past the opening song and prayer. I say exasperatedly "Can we at least keep it down to a dull roar?" Kalani says "Mom it's NEVER just a dull roar" "Yes it is" I say "When everyone is sleeping and dad is snoring...it's a dull roar." The good news is we did get to the lesson and the children shared some tender mercies of the Lord that they had experienced that day that I didn't even know about. These children are going to drive me to sugar.

8/24 I'm babysitting my nephew's son, Richard. I am changing his diaper and Hannah comes up to investigate. Upon seeing him she says "That baby's bum is crazy!"

8/25 We're watching a show and a heavily made up lady comes on with sinister music in the background. Susan says "I don't trust her, she's wearing makeup. I don't trust anyone wearing makeup." Susan looks around at her 7 sisters" No offense to anyone wearing makeup." um. okay.

9/1 The scout master walked in front of our van and waved to us. He used what I call a light bulb wave. My first thoughts were of calculus in high school. I say this to my children. They are obviously confused. So I say "Do you want to know what I learned first in Calculus?" Natalie immediately responds "That you'll never use it again?" "No!" I say "I learned how to wave"

9/22 "You have never worked full time until you're a mom." susan.

10/7 I'm in trouble. Susan AGE 8! is watching the end of some disney teen thing with her older sisters. The annoying little couple kiss at the end and susan says, "Now THAT'S what I call lip-synching!" yes she does actually know what lip-synching is. I later gave Chris a quick kiss and she told me "MOM! That is not lip-synching!" then goes into great detail... sigh.

10-20 Abigail "Mom. I know why you call dad 'honey'…it's because you can't have sugar."

10-30 On the way home from picking up Kalani from Jr college Abigail starts talking about just how painful childbirth will be. Then she asks "Mom, how do babies get out?" Making sure I don't answer much more than she needs at age 5, I ask…"What do you mean?" "I mean if you are wearing pants..how does that work? I don't want to have a baby in my pants!" "OH." I say. "You take your pants off first" "Okay" she says…then changes the subject. That was it! kids. you NEVER know.

11-9 Part of Raymond's birthday breakfast included Cocoa Puffs. They have star wars pens and Hannah(3) was looking at all of the characters who were to be featured on the pens. She noticed Obi Wan and said "Look mom! Jesus!" Fast forward to a bit later. Hannah says she is still hungry. I ask her what she wants to eat. She replies "Meatball Jesus!" oh. I say, and walk over to the cupboard to get the cocoa puffs. I speak toddler.

11-10 Hannah (3) "A long time ago I was a baby! then I grew up and now I'm a HUMAN!" Susan…"you were already a human!"

12/25 We had a family nativity. My favorite parts? the frantic Joseph, Mary fell off the donkey, the hopping angel baby thieves-who were so giggly the shepherd's fake fear was just funny, Rachel stealing the baby constantly…and when it came time for baby Jesus to be born...surprise Mary...twins. never a dull moment.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

2012-the year of the funny

1-31 Susan(6), Raymond(12), and I were talking about Sinbad. Susan said, "I think he's a nomad." I was curious as to her reasoning and word choice, so I asked, "What's a nomad?" She replied, "Someone who's never mad? You know they have no mads?"

2-1 At first I thought it was temporary holiday confusion...but it's still going strong. Over the holidays, 1yo Hannah started calling Chris...momma and me...dad. I thought it was just because Chris was home more and she could go to either of us for anything. It is not really a problem per se...but it does get a little strange sometimes, like today at church, when Chris came back in sacrament meeting and Hannah yelled "MOM!" and ran to him. ***update..we are now both mom. Very rarely she calls Chris Dad...still don't know why.

2-10 We made brownies..whole wheat flour and honey. I put two on my plate and Susan says "Who are those for?" "For me!" I say. "Mom!" she says, "You can't have those." "I can sue...there isn't sugar in them, it's okay" "But mom", she says "If you want to have another baby you need to eat healthy and brownies aren't healthy!" my very own nutrition nazi/baby pusher.

2-12 A Restful Sunday afternoon finds me sitting alone in the rocking chair dinking around on Facebook. Susan comes up "Mom, since you're bored, I brought two books, a pillow, a blanket...and ME!"

4-15 So we're in church singing the hymn before taking the sacrament (the Lord's super). Well Chris is singing beautifully and I'm distracting the toddler by letting her put stickers all over my face. She finally is interested in another past time and I work on removing the stickers. I think they're all gone, but I don't want to go the whole day with a random sticker on my face. So I lean over and interrupt my husband's intent singing with a simple question "Do I have a sticker on my nose?" He looks at me like he has never heard of stickers, is completely unfamiliar with children and isn't so sure he knows me either. He points to where the last remaining sticker is and returns to singing..very confused. I lean over and say "Hey...you prepare for the sacrament your way, and I'll prepare for the sacrament my way!"

9/2 We are talking about Rebecca and Susan's birthday. We are talking about how Grandma Kelly has died, and that's why they didn't get a birthday card from her. I said "There just isn't a post office in heaven, why do you think that is?" Susan says "Because they don't have electricity yet?"

12/12/12 Susan comments on my very squishy post baby belly..."It's SO soft and squishy, no WONDER Rachel liked it in there!"

12/12/12 We have a wonderful baby and name her Rachel Barbara. Her middle name reminds us of Chris' wonderful mother. Our children never called grandma by her given name so instead of bringing to mind their grandma...they think of this... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpcf_qD3GW4

12-22 Ben has a great love for his now 15yo sister Natalie on her birthday, so although his 9yo self must sing that she looks like a monkey,and he did notice she climbs like a monkey, he doesn't think she smells like one!

12-24 We read Luke 2 and act out the story...it starts out with 16yo Kalani mimicking MY pregnancy waddle. It was so funny. The story continued with an angel dressed in black. A shepherd who cowered then climbed said angel to see the baby better. The three wise men who were unsure about the direction east, and dressed -one with a tutu on her head and another as a leprechaun chef. Never a dull moment.

12-31 As part of our new year's eve festivities we were playing charades. Chris chose this last moment of 2012 to court death by pretending to be pregnant me--I would ask if I really walk like that when I'm pregnant but I DON'T want to know. Especially funny was the 16yos outrage that dad would mock his wife when she did hte very same thing days before.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Rachel's story-the long version

To really understand this story you do kinda need to know that the last two labors were whirlwind, sprinty, high concentrated craziness. One ended abruptly in an emergency elevator birth and the next ended in a much more prepared-before the midwife home birth-but definitely fast and furious. Both were Chris and I alone. This time we definitely wanted ATTENDED childbirth. I wanted both my husband AND the midwife there and prayed that would all happen...then I chose a midwife who lived about 2 miles away ;). We also definitely wanted to stay home. After being home last time, I can't fathom going back to a hospital for anything other than a medical reason. Home is at least as safe. Home is so much more comfortable and peaceful and warm and...wonderful. If you are unsure that home is equally at safe...find ONE study that proves otherwise...make sure it doesn't compare out of hospital births with IN hospital births. There isn't such a study..but if you'd like to look, knock yourself out.

December 11th had been a busy day...library, midwife appointment, and a little Christmas shopping. I had a happy birthday phone call with my sister and wished I could have a baby on her birthday. With the midwife I had discussed the possibility that I could go 2 weeks late and that would be December 27th! AGGGGHH. I was planning my due date belly pictures. My husband, on the other hand, had been commenting that this week would be better than next because he has finals next week.  

That evening I had settled down to read a bit and was having a few contractions and thought'd I'd just go to bed. I'd been having quite a few nights filled with contractions and little sleep. I was hoping to get some rest. I read maybe a few pages when I felt a very familiar pop. I ran to the bathroom and discovered my water had broken. It was 7:40pm My darling 4yo Abigail had been reading with me, so I sent her to go and get Natalie. Natalie got my phone for me and alerted Kalani. I called Chris. Chris is coaching basketball and was at an away game. He had driven his own car for this very reason. All I said was "Chris my water broke" and he took off. He made the 40 minute drive in 26 minutes...thanks Houston traffic for cooperating! I called my midwife and explained that I wasn't having contractions and although I was shaky (cold shaky) I didn't think we were at critical point. I told her to eat her dinner-she was just sitting down-and I'd call her or have a daughter call if it got crazy. Natalie and Kalani sprang into action. They prepared the bed for delivery and worked to get the little people to bed. Natalie said at one point "Well you have US!" We had talked briefly with both girls on what they might need to do and what they would be willing to do. I was and am grateful for them.  

I was still feeling only extremely wimpy contractions scarcely worth mentioning. I was considering sitting on the couch and watching a movie, were it not for my constant leakiness. I was on the couch relaxing when Chris came racing in the door in full adrenaline and catch the baby mode.

The midwife and her assistant arrived at 8:30pm. I was dilated to a 6-7. If I could just have some contractions we'd have a baby. Instead we chatted and joked and laughed. We heard about how Amanda met her husband and her two children. we told them our story. I joked that we had been praying so long that we would have enough time to get everyone here for the birth that God in his infinite wisdom, mercy and humor heard...what? she wants a longer labor? SURE!! How about 7 hours! I was having contractions 2-5 minutes apart, but only while I was pacing-still very mild. If I sat down they'd space out. The baby was fine...though VERY VERY wiggly. Every heart beat check involved many swooshing sounds of baby movement. Chris was starting to talk about a 12-12-12 baby. By 11 o'clock there was still not much happening. And right here is where I was SO glad to be home. A midwife doesn't manage labor and she doesn't control it. She observes labor and cares for the mother and baby through labor. I was tired. This is already a few hours past my bedtime. Chris gave me a blessing and we decided to take a nap. Natalie and Amanda each grabbed a couch. Chris stayed up and read sports stuff and fell asleep in the rocking chair and I laid down on the bed. I worried I would be in labor forever, or that I would get my hopes up on sleep, get just enough to be groggy and then have real labor. My contractions spaced out to about 11 minutes apart. They were different. Starting to be more serious. But 11 minutes? That's a ton of thinking time. I was prepared. I repeated my birth hymn (http://www.lds.org/music/library/hymns/when-faith-endures?lang=eng) I repeated my mantra words (receive, hope, love) and listened to relaxing music. After an hour of this I was annoyed. I didn't want to do this alone, the contractions were getting annoying and I wanted Chris' help. I woke him up and he laid down with me. He would sleep in between and wake up for contractions to help with counter pressure. After an hour of that (now 1 am) Chris woke up Amanda. After watching a few contractions...now 6-9 minutes apart and hard enough that I was vocalizing through them...think Ha breathing or making myself relax my jaw and remain open. After a little more than an hour of that they woke Midwife Natalie.  

At this point I was confused. How long was this labor going to be? Sure the contractions were PLENTY hard, but 9 minutes in between? I wanted to start counting contractions(normally when they get this hard I'm 10 contractions away...it's just that 10 contractions at this pace would be another hour and a half!) Midwife Natalie was starting to comment that it was close and that whatever position I was currently in (hands and knees, side lying and kneeling beside my bed) were great birthing positions. She said I could push if I wanted and that's when I realized Rachel was not where I could feel her to push her. I thought the midwife was crazy, but I try and trust the people around me in labor...try being the operative word. I felt I would be in labor forever---which is a typical transition labor thought--but this time I felt it was justified! I tried to trust that maybe I was close. With so much time in between contractions, I could move and think for a few minutes. I needed gravity, so I got down next to the bed kneeling. My right hip and leg were sore and tired and not supporting me well. I had a very strong contraction there...then thinking time-another 6 minute break, while Chris continued to massage my back and love me. I was desperately trying to maintain the one contraction at a time concept--I really wanted to hold my baby. With the next contraction I could feel Rachel move down and I started to push. Chris, Natalie and Amanda all encouraged me to breath, and go slow and let the baby come. I had the irrational thought that were I to wait I might not be able to feel her to push again-or that I would have to wait again...carpe diem...patience be gone. My body needs time to stretch and the baby needs time to get ready to breath and I know this so I half tried to breath and push gently, when I heard those wonderful words...there's her forehead, and her shoulders, no cord issues...and finally she was born.

Rachel Barbara Kelly. Rachel is the name I thought of at her ultrasound...she was just Rachel...clear and simple. I love the Rachel of the Bible and her inspiring faith and strength. I have a friend Rachel who is an inspiration to me. Barbara is Chris' mother's name. His beautiful mother who died earlier this year. She is a wonderful, wonderful lady! She is so childlike and sweet and loving. She had been with me at some births, has been a fabulous mother in law and grandma and we really miss her. We are thrilled to be able to remember her with Rachel's name. Chris' aunt Barbara also endears the name to me. I love aunt barbara.

Rachel is 9lbs 14oz. She is 22inches long, but has short fingers and toes.

Shortly after birth, I delivered the placenta, bathed, and was back relaxing in my bed. One teensy tear not worth stitching (thanks midwife!). Everything was cleaned up, I had already had my shake (thanks Kalani it was perfect!) and my omelet (I'm starving after labor and I LOVE being home and not having to wait for food!) Amazingly no one woke up until Kalani and Natalie woke at 4am. They held the baby and dressed her, then got ready for seminary. Midwife Natalie and assistant Amanda left around 5am and we attempted sleep.

Click on the photo for more Rachel pictures and comments from the children about their new baby sister.

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