Dec 30, 2008

Update on Baby

Hi everyone. I imagine most of you never thought I would still be pregnant at this point, but I am.

Today, we had a dr's appointment I never intended to be going to and found out that baby is fully transverse breech (head on my right, buns on my left). My amniotic fluid is also murky, indicating that there is meconium in it. Thankfully, I have a lot of fluid, so this probability is not quite as bad as it would be if I had very little amniotic fluid.

So, we are staying near the hospital tonight because of baby's positioning and the chance of my water breaking causing an emergency situation. Tomorrow morning we will go into the hospital at 6:15am for monitoring and dr. will turn baby at 7am. After that, we will more than likely begin pitocin because this baby hasn't been known to stay put.

Please be praying that baby's vitals remain good through all of this and that things go well in all aspects of this baby's birth. I am trying very hard not to have any expectations at this point and just pray for a safe delivery whatever that may mean. We appreciate your prayers so much!

Ty & Amy

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Dec 29, 2008

A Brighter Outlook

Last night I had to face a lot of things. One of those things was the possibility that my own anxieties and fears were holding back labor. While I truly believe the Lord is in control, I also know that He may very well be waiting on me to rid myself of some of the emotional baggage I am carrying around. I had a good cry and I awoke this morning with a much better outlook on the day.

My usual advice to end of term pregnant women is to find a project, make an appointment, do something that requires you to put energy into something other than sitting around thinking. Somehow, I managed to not hold myself to the same standards. So, this morning, after dreaming last night that I had rearranged my house, I decided to do something along those same lines. I tore into the bags of Christmas presents that were just sitting near the tree waiting for me to come home from the hospital and deal with them. I'm obviously NOT in the hospital and I'm obviously in need of a project, so why not. I worked most of the morning separating the gifts out and having the children put things away and making lists of what types of storage containers I would need and mentally considering what items already residing in our home could hit the trash or the thrift store. Then, I took a nap!

My dear, sweet husband is considering different things we can do to get out of the house after he gets home from work (especially since we have a built-in babysitter these days...otherwise known as Grandma!) And I am concentrating on staying away from negative thoughts and controlling the overall grouchiness that seems to be plaguing me these days.

I did ask the Lord to take away all these false contractions if possible simply because I kept feeling as though I was getting my hopes up for nothing. Well, He's done just that. I am having very few contractions now, so hopefully, once they kick back in, it will be the real deal.

Tomorrow is the OB appointment I never thought I'd make it to. I have no idea what to expect because I've never been this overdue and none of us truly believed I would make this appointment. So, we shall see.

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Dec 28, 2008

That Cantankerous Pregnant Woman

Last night, I went to the movies. Today, I went to the mall. The secret to surviving outings when you are excruciatingly pregnant is to avoid eye contact at all costs. While I would LOVE to own a XXXL t-shirt that says, "I'm Pregnant, Not Deaf!" the less confrontational method is to just pretend like I can't see you and therefore, can't hear you.

I have also grown weary of phone calls asking if anything is happening yet. Ask me how I'm feeling...ask me how the baby is doing...ask me what I ate for lunch, but please, please don't suggest that I have gone into labor and am still answering the phone. It's not that I mind phone calls (they are actually a good distraction), but consider how many times a day I must hear, "So, are you having contractions?" I'm not even telling my husband when I am having contractions! LOL

But, hey, don't mind me...I'm just a cantankerous pregnant woman who has begun to wonder if this baby will ever come! Or wait, maybe I have turned into an elephant with a gestational period of 22 months. And yes, you can laugh...I am!

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Dec 27, 2008

Like Water for Chocolate

In 1992, the foreign film Like Water for Chocolate stormed the scene and endeared the hearts of audiences and critics all around the world. It was nominated for 3 separate awards (although, I don't believe it captured any of them): the 1994 Independent Spirit Awards®: Best Foreign Film nominee, the 1994 BAFTA®: Best Foreign Language Film nominee, and the 1993 Golden Globe Awards: Best Foreign Language Film nominee.

The film's main character, Tita, falls in love but is not allowed to marry the man of her dreams. Instead, he marries her sister. Throughout all of this, Tita discovers that her emotions are being transferred into the food she prepares. When she is sad, everyone who eats of her culinary treats finds themselves in tears. When she is happy, the entire table is cheery and boistrous.

In 2004, this fanciful film took on a whole new meaning for our family. I had gone into labor with our 3rd child. I labored all night and called my mom in the morning to come get the older children. By the time she arrived, labor had stalled. I could not believe it. I was so angry, I began throwing myself into other projects about the house...anything to keep from thinking about the fact that my body had decided to go kaput on me. I had some okra from a neighbor on the kitchen counter that desperately needed pickling, so I decided that would be a good thing to do. I began slinging okra about the kitchen, boiling brine and canning like a mad woman. Shortly after the jars processed, labor began again in earnest. However, when we returned home with our new little one and decided to try some of that pickled okra, we discovered it to be completely inedible. It was decidedly the grossest pickled okra ever and we had to throw out all the jars. It became a family joke that my irritation spread to the poor, helpless okra...Like Water for Chocolate.

Well, here we are...4 years later. While the labor pattern is nothing like it was with baby #3, there is still a frustration there. How can I go hours with nice, steady contractions, only to have them fizzle out after a bit? Why do they not pick up, intensify, do something that even remotely resembles real labor?

So, it might be best if I do not cook today...I may have the whole family somewhere between crying, laughing, and screaming...Like Water for Chocolate. (hee hee)

Dec 26, 2008

That Taboo Word...

OVERDUE!

Yes, that's me. In fact, that has been me the last 3 births. This word is so taboo that most doctors and pregnant mamas will avoid it at all costs. And believe me, there are moments when I wholeheartedly want to scream INDUCE ME!!! But, I refrain, try to make the best of it, and keep chugging along.

Thankfully, today was one of those days where INDUCE ME was not my battle cry and I did much better than just chugging. Several times today, my husband looked at me and said, "You look really good" or "You are doing great today." And I did feel good. I contracted some this morning fairly hard and regularly, but they fizzled out after a couple of hours. Then tonight, I've been contracting, but while they are regular, they are nothing to write home about. I do feel like things have changed a bit...baby feels lower and my hips are hurting more, but I am so thankful for a lovely day with my family.

We had a leisurely morning, then this afternoon, I played outside with my kiddos. We made teepees with reeds and lashed them with yucca plants. We had a late lunch out and then took the children to the park to play. Now we are home and my mom is here so that when the time does come for us to head to the hospital, we won't be disrupting anyone or having to take them all with us and meet someone somewhere. I am also on strict orders by her to let her do the work while I rest. What a blessing!

All in all, the fact that I am now OVERDUE is not too bothersome. Ask me again tomorrow. ;o)

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Dec 25, 2008

Just Keep Going, Going, Going

No Christmas baby for us. The contractions have been steady for a little over 24 hours, but they vary greatly in intensity. Last night, I had a couple in a row that made me think there was no way I was going to make it to morning. Then, they would ease up. I've had some that feel like they are contraction-wanna-be's, never quite becoming a "real" contraction. I know full well that all this can change in a blink of an eye, so for now I am trying to be patient and busy.

Tomorrow is supposed to be a beautiful day, so I'm planning on doing some walking. I'm feeling very cagey, so getting out will feel good!

I realized tonight that I had set my sights on December 25th because of how much my husband wanted a Christmas baby. He told me tonight that it is ok...all he really wants is the Lord's timing.

We are one of those oddball families who let babies come when babies come, and while this causes a bit of an inconvenience on those around us (not to mention ourselves at times!), I've never regreted the excitement of finally heading to the hospital with These-Are-It Contractions.


Yours truly,
A lady in waiting ;)

Is It Possible?

Sorry to keep all of you in suspense, but my appointment on Tuesday went much better than expected! Baby was just barely off, so with a gentle nudge from doctor, the little one slipped into place. However, when she checked me, I had not made any more progress (still a 1). We decided that binding my belly at this point would probably only make me even more uncomfortable than I already am. Dr. felt like baby was staying pretty close to center anyway, so we opted to not bind my belly and let me go on my way.

This was very freeing to me. More so than I realized it would be. The less interventions I have, the more likely I am to be able to cope with the rigors of labor. I was very worried about what Tuesday was going to hold for me and the baby. I really wanted to know that when I started labor, it would be the "real" thing rather than some oddball contractions that started up because of interventions. I felt like I would be better able to tell the difference between real contractions and ones that would fizzle out after a few hours if they started up on their own.

So, here I sit at nearly 5am Christmas morning....wondering.

I tried going to bed a few hours ago, but contractions were waking me up and I just had a general uncomfortableness. So, I came down here to mosey around and see what a little distraction would do.

The contractions have definitely lessened in intensity, but they still continue to be about 20 minutes apart. Thankfully, I slept a lot today (or should I say yesterday), so I'm not really sleep-deprived. My husband has been so good about letting me sleep whenever, wherever lately. I just hope he's getting some good sleep tonight!

We've been praying for a Christmas baby. But, I know that doesn't necessarily mean we'll have one. I ask the Lord for whatever is within His will, but if He would consider a Christmas birthday for this little one that would make us ever so happy. We brought little Emily home from her first round of surgeries on Christmas Eve and she was able to spend her first and last Christmas at home with all of us. She was also born on a holiday (July 4), so it just seems perfect and wonderful to honor her memory with the birth of her little sibling on Christmas Day. Not to mention the fact that this little one represents hope for my husband and I. Baby Jesus was and is HOPE...I could not think of a better way to celebrate the One Who truly embodies our hope than with the birth of another blessing from the Lord.

So, I have my little Contraction Master up, and I'm timing them. I do not know if they will progress into full-fledged labor on this Christmas Day, but it would be a beautiful thing if they would.

I had about decided it just wasn't going to be Christmas Day despite my fervent prayers (and honestly, I could show up here tomorrow with a post entitled...False Alarm...or some such thing!) But, that is okay too. What I am really anxious for right now are the first rousings of my other children...the "wake up, Mommy! wake up Daddy!" in excited whispers. They are probably only a couple of short hours away!

God has given us an amazing gift by sending His son to save the people He created and loves. I am blessed no matter what! Many, many blessings to you this Christmas!

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Dec 22, 2008

For Tomorrow

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change and though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea; though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains quake at its swelling pride. Selah. Psalm 46: 1b-3

On my own I cannot do this. On my own I would be crushed under the weight of all the emotions I am feeling. On my own I am panic-stricken.

As tomorrow's events draw ever closer and the fears of holding another baby work their way from the pit of my stomach to my aching heart, I find myself leaning on the Lord more and more. Having this baby is a blessed event and one I know I will cherish, but when you have lost a child, there are fears that can crop up even in the happiest of moments.

And so, I seek refuge and strength from the only One who can truly banish these fears. While my earth has changed and my mountains have slipped, the Lord has remained a present help.

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Dec 19, 2008

It's Great to be 8!



In 2000, just 6 weeks after losing a baby to miscarriage, I became pregnant with a very special little girl. The pregnancy was rough, so rough I vowed never to have another child, and hoped and prayed this would be my little girl so I would have one boy and one girl...the ultimate nuclear family.

She was to be my first VBAC as well. On December 18, we took our 2.5 year old son out for chocolate chip pancakes, dropped him off at his Papa's and headed to the hospital for an induction...9 days before our little one's due date.

Labor was slow to progress and pushing took hours, but finally in the early morning hours of December 19, Megan entered our world...a beautiful, tiny (at least compared to my 8# 15oz 1st baby) bundle of beauty. I'd be a rich woman if I had a quarter for every nurse who told us she was the most beautiful baby in the nursery!


Megan at 6 weeks

Megan is a very thoughtful child. She loves babies and animals. She's a scrapbooker extraordinaire. She would give the shirt off her back if she thought you needed it. She sees treasure in trash and beauty in everything.


Megan & Grandma's dog, Bailey.

She and her older brother are inseparable. Nearly 3 years and gender have never stopped these two from being best buds.


Megan-age 1



Here, Megan receives the royal treatment from her big brother.

Happy Birthday, Megan!

Dec 16, 2008

Preparing for Baby

The little snowman calendar says, "There are only 9 days left until Christmas!" Little does he know that every time he counts down yet another day as my children clap with glee, he is counting down to this baby's due date...a due date that I'm just not sure I'm quite ready for!

My last Christmas baby was born in 2000 and was induced early. This baby will not be induced. So, how do you prepare for a baby that may very well make its appearance ON Christmas Day?

My answer up until today was DO NOTHING. However, as time presses on and the contractions pick up, I am realizing that doing nothing really isn't a good answer.

One thing I have been putting off is packing a bag for the hospital. With holiday events and such, there is no telling where we will be when this baby decides to make his/her appearance, so a bag is somewhat imperative. However, bags have always been hard for me to pack since you need so many of the things you put in there on a regular basis. But, tonight I did make a list of the items I needed to put in the bag. A good start for me.

I also finished the baby's blanket. This was a new one for me. I had two colors of chenille that arrived in a box of diaper fabric some time ago. There was not enough to make a robe or something like that so with a little brainstorming by some MOMYS friends, I decided to make a quilt. Now I have NEVER made a quilt. But honestly, it turned out quite well. Tonight I put the binding on and called it finished (now let's hope no one decides to look closely at it! lol) And yes, it is blue... ;o)

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We still need to put the legs back on the bassinet. We never put it away from Emily using it. However, when she used it toward the end of her little life, we did not have the legs on it. It has been sitting in the corner of our bedroom since her death.

Another thing we need to contemplate along the same lines is whether to use her swing or not. I am a very sight/sound/smell oriented person. After Emily's death, a friend was over and her son inadvertently turned on the swing. The sound of it going back and forth was more than I could handle. As soon as she left, I tore the swing down and packed it away so that could not happen again. I am not sure I will be able to bear that sound.

I also realized recently that I cannot put good ole Johnson & Johnson baby lotion on this baby. I put some on the other day and realized how deep the memories run with that one smell. We put copious amounts of baby lotion on her during her hospital stays, and when she died, the funeral director kindly ran to the store to buy us a bottle of lotion to put on Emmy before we dressed her. That smell belongs to her. So, I need to find a lotion that does not smell like that.

The car seat needs to be put in the van, but I hate to crunch the kids too early. They are already begging for a larger van...something that probably won't be an option until Spring.

So, those are my last minute projects. My tangible preparations if you will. But, tangible preparations are not all there is to preparing for a new baby.

In addition, there is an intellectual component. This is the part of preparing that involves reading, talking with others, and really researching the kind of birth you want, the kind of parent you hope to be. This is where a Birth Plan comes into play. However, one word of caution...midwives regularly attest to the fact that the mothers with the longest, most impressive birth plans are the ones who end up with the most interventions. Why? The only answer I've been able to glean is that a well-laid out birth plan often causes the mother to be unable to be flexible when a situation arises that is outside the parameters of her birth plan. When I told my OB that my plan was to not have a plan, she said she thought that was an excellent idea. No one truly knows how their birth will play out, and I would venture to guess that rarely does it follow the vision we've spent months hoping for. However, you still can have a wish list. It is good for your husband and your doctor to know what's on your wish list. Just as it is good to expect the unexpected and roll with it the best you can when/if it happens.

As far as what kind of parent you will be...well, I'll leave that up to you. If this is your first, you will more than likely do things much like your mother. If you've had a few little ones, you've probably stylized your parenting to something that better fits you and your family dynamics. I hestitate to tout one parenting style as better than another. The way our family does things works for us...it wouldn't work for someone who's life needs to be more scheduled or who's husband has different expectations than mine. You cannot expect the parenting style of Susie Whatsherbucket down the street to work for you if you do not live the exact same life she does. We all have things we must work around, concessions we must make, and life circumstances that prevent us from picking up the latest trend in parenting and fully adopting it as our own. So many mamas feel like failures because they can't seem to pull Parenting Style X off with 100% accuracy. So, here is where I give you full permission to ignore parenting labels and just be mama.

Another preparation we must all face is the physical side of things. There are all sorts of ways to prepare our bodies physically for the rigors of labor and delivery (birthing balls, red raspberry leaf tea, exercise, belly support), but ultimately those final days tend to be full of a whole lot of couch-sitting. Everything hurts, aches, keeps us up at night. So, the big physical preparation I do is simple relaxation. Relaxation is important no matter what kind of birth you will have. You need to know what relaxes you most. You need to know how to breathe deeply in times of stress. You need to know how to stay calm when things are tenuous. This is just as important during a natural labor as it is during a c-section and on into recovery afterward. I've even been known to use my relaxation techniques when they draw blood! Those early contractions that many of us deal with are a great place to start practicing our relaxation techniques. Mine have really picked up, so when I have one, I start breathing slowly and purposefully relaxing my stomach muscles that seem to tense naturally. I breathe in my nose and out my mouth and sometimes I even moan a bit if the contraction is particularly painful. I'll often close my eyes and find that by the time the contraction is over I am almost asleep I am so relaxed!

Lastly, is the emotional/mental side of birthing. We may not be able to fully prepare for the emotions we will be confronted with during labor and delivery and afterward, but we can take into account certain aspects of our lives that may give us a "heads up" if you will for what we may or may not encounter. What have been your past experiences? Has there been some trauma in your past that may come up?

For us, the obvious one is Emily's death. I know there will be many emotions to deal with from this one life-changing event and all I can do is be ready with verses committed to memory and prayers going with me.

What about the expectations of others or the expectations you have put upon yourself? Are there people in your life that you feel pressure from surrounding the birth of your baby? Maybe they think you should have stopped having children long ago, maybe they think there is only one way to birth and you'll feel like a failure if you do not have the birth they think you ought to have. When it comes to expectations, we have to be aware of what is important and what is not. One expectation I deal with is my stong desire for a VBAC. However, I have to understand that should it come down to my life or baby's life, a C-section may be needed. The important thing in that case is NOT the VBAC. So, take a look at the expectations put upon you. Which ones truly are important and which ones are not?

What about fears or hesitations you might have surrounding birth or raising a baby? The one I struggle with most is feeling as though I don't really know how to parent a baby. Yes, I know this is illogical because I have parented 5 babies and Emily's death had nothing to do with my parenting ability, but the fear is very real. I fear bringing baby home and not being able to trust my instincts. I fear the first time baby gets sick. I even fear losing myself to the fears because fearful is not how I would describe my parenting style, yet what if it becomes me? These are the things I must work through. In many ways, the only way to work through them is to go through them. Your fears may be something like fearing the pain of labor or fearing having a second child and not loving him or her as much as your first. As with my fears, the only real way to deal with them is be aware of them going into things and then deal with them as you go. The one thing you must avoid at all costs is dwelling on your fears. God is not the god of fear. You cannot allow your fears to consume you. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding." Proverbs 3:5

Preparing for a new baby carries with it so many things, so many emotions. Much of it is only for us mamas to bear. Daddies carry their own set of preparations that often involve thinking ahead...much further ahead than the intial birth of our little ones. Yes, many of us are blessed with husbands who are fully engaged in our labors and deliveries, but the things they prepare for are more along the lines of cutting the cord and not dropping the baby. For us mamas, there is a much deeper connection with labor and delivery. It is good for us to prepare. It is good for us to consider the things that could affect our births. It is good to deal with as much as we can ahead of time and then acknowledge a point where all the preparations that we can possibly do have been done and now we must leave the rest to our Lord.

So, as that little snowman counts down the days until Christ's birth~~and I can only imagine what Mary must have been feeling those days leading up to her Son's birth!~~I pray that I find a point where I have prepared as much as I can and have found rest in the safety and comfort of my Lord's arms.

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Dec 12, 2008

38 Week Baby Update

I figured a few updates were in order considering the due date for Baby #6 is looming large...

My anemia is under control and I am set to deliver at the highest iron level I have EVER delivered at...11 (yes, I know that is not "normal" by most standards, but for me, it is wonderful!!!)

We had a sonogram for a weight check yesterday and baby actually measured a whole pound and a half smaller than most of my babies do at this point (7# 9oz). Babies typically gain about 1/2 pound per week in the final weeks, so that puts me at having a 8.5 pounder....hmmmm....I'll believe that when I see it!

The not so good news at this point in time is that baby is transverse breech as Emmy was. Baby's head is on my right side and baby's bum is on my left side with hands and feet dangling down. Yesterday, baby's hand was presenting first.

Should my water break, I am to hightail it to a hospital here in the city (not the one my doctor delivers at) and she will call a friend of hers to deliver me. Obviously, this is not something I want to happen. This OB has been delivering my babies since 2000 and there is an emotional bond there when it comes to our little Emily. On top of that, this will be the last of my babies she will be delivering since she will no longer be practicing in obstetrics after this.

The good thing about this situation is that Emmy turned, so this baby can too, and with extra fluid (which is normal for me), baby has room to move. We will continue to check via sono to see where baby is exactly and pray for a safe delivery.

Physically, I feel quite well. I'm slow and I'm achy, but it is nothing unbearable. Emotionally, I am a bit unsure of myself. I don't have a hospital bag packed and there are still several things that ought to be done here before Baby arrives, but I have realized that doing these things requires me to think about bringing a new baby home and this is a tough concept to wrap my brain around. So, I choose to put things off. Not sure this is a good way to deal with it, but for now, it is what I can handle. Thankfully, I do not go into this labor and delivery alone. The Lord will give me just what I need when I need it.

Thank you all so much for the continued prayers! I appreciate them so much!

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Dec 11, 2008

Emily's Winter Wreath

In my post, A Bit of Autumn for My Emmy, I showed the first of the wreaths we are having made for Emily's grave. The day after Thanksgiving we went back to the flower shop and had this one made for the winter season...



It is difficult to see in the picture, but the wreath is pine boughs with pinecones and some sprigs that have crystals on them that look like ice. A garland of red crystals wraps around the entire wreath and hangs from the red ribbon at the top of the wreath. It is gorgeous.

You might also notice that the grass is STILL green! Although, with our recent snow, I'm not sure this will be the case the next time we are there.

Another thing I wanted to share was a picture of what has become our favorite flower to put on her grave. (you can see them in the lower right of the previous picture)




It is called statis. It was used in some of the flower arrangements from Emily's funeral and we noticed that it held its purple color for a VERY long time. In fact, I have yet to see the color fully fade from these lovely flowers. Usually, this flower is used as a filler, but the flower shop knows when we come in, we want a bunch of statis with a purple ribbon wrapped around them.

I have noticed that many grieving families choose to remember their children (especially their daughters) with the color purple. It seems perfect to me. As a Christian family, we are heirs with Christ...we are royalty and purple is the color of royalty. My daughter now resides with the King. Purple is the color that reminds me of this.

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Dec 9, 2008

Celebrating Christ with a Jesse Tree

I had not heard of celebrating the Christmas season with a Jesse Tree until this year. I had some vague understanding that it was kind of like an Advent devotional and you used some sort of ornaments with it, but it wasn't until I ran across Sheri Graham's 12 Week Holiday Planner that I gained a better understanding of just what a Jesse Tree is.

This Holiday Planner caught my eye in an email from Marilyn Moll (known as the Urban Homemaker). I decided to listen in on her interview with Sheri Graham. After perusing some of the sample pages of this ebook, I decided it would be a tremendous help to me, especially considering I had a baby coming at Christmastime and would need all the extra planning I could get.

However, what sealed the deal was the fact that the planner included a Jesse Tree Devotional from Ann Voskamp. I was so excited to begin a new tradition with our little family. We needed some new memories to help heal some of the pain that would inevitably permeate this holiday season, our first without Emmy.

So, what is a Jesse Tree? Basically, it is a devotional that follows the lineage of Christ and God's plan of salvation from Adam to Christ's birth, starting on November 30 and ending on Christmas Day. There is Scripture reading that starts in Genesis and culminates with the Christmas story found in Luke. To help solidify the pieces of this grand plan in our little ones' heads, there are colorful ornaments for each reading that are placed on a tree...a Jesse Tree. For us, this tree is our Christmas Tree. I would like to someday have a separate tree to represent our Jesse Tree, but for now, the ornaments are a nice addition to our family Christmas tree.

Another thing I would like to do someday is make our own ornaments rather than using the paper ones from the devotional/planner. They are nicely done and we've put them on cardstock and laminated them using contact paper; however, I'd like something more "us". For instance, the reading on Jacob's Ladder makes me think of a little ladder made out of twigs that have been glued together...simple, but more "us" than paper. I'd like to be able to put together enough of these as part of the holiday season that eventually as each of my children leave our home to start their own families, they would have a shoebox full of their own Jesse Tree ornaments.

Something else I've learned about recently is something called a Jesse Tree exchange where each family chooses a day in the devotional and makes ornaments for themselves and the rest of the group pertaining to their particular day. Then they exchange their ornaments and receive the other days from other members of the exchange. This is a fun and crafty idea, but not one I felt I could tackle this year. (Did I mention I am *still* working on Christmas gifts! *sigh*)

Anyway, I thought there were probably others out there like me who had either never heard of a Jesse Tree or who had heard of one, but had not a clue what they were.

If any of you have actually made your own Jesse Tree ornaments I would love to see pictures!

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Dec 8, 2008

Mount Washmore

Once upon a time, I could do laundry one day a week. Once upon a time, hanging laundry was no big deal. Once upon a time, in order to have an insurmountable mountain of laundry, I would have to neglect the laundry pile for weeks on end.

No longer is this the case! A couple of days of a neglected laundry basket and I have Mount Washmore on my hands!

I may have mentioned here before the fact that I used to work off of a FLYlady-type schedule. It worked quite well until I had our fourth child (it was beginning to be somewhat difficult with 3 as well, but I did manage to keep it going).

With the birth of our 4th child, came a whole new way of life. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, worked anymore. It was at this time I ran across Large Family Logistics. It was just what I needed to make my now larger-than-normal family run smoothly.

**If you would like to take a look for yourself follow these links**
OLD SITE ~ The left-hand sidebar is where the information on her Cleaning Days is.
NEW SITE ~ As far as I can tell she does not have all the info from the old site on here yet, but it is still worth a perusal.

I decided to follow her lead and make Monday my Big Laundry Day.

The idea behind this is that you do as much as you can that day (she calls it 4 by 4) and then simply maintain the rest of the week. Maintenance for me looks like about 2 loads per day.

Perhaps you are wondering how I manage the logistics of Big Laundry Day.

First off, I am an advocate of making the laundry room as pleasant as possible. You can take a look at a post I did several months back on transforming my laundry room. Your laundry room DOES NOT have to be the most dreary room in the house!

We currently have a BOYS ROOM and a GIRLS ROOM. We used to have a laundry basket in each of their rooms (and we may go back to this at some point). They filled it and took it down every morning when I yelled "Laundry Call!" However, now, they take their laundry to a central location (a larger laundry basket in my bedroom) as they tidy their rooms every morning. My oldest child takes the basket down for me (bless his heart!)

The Girls' laundry basket and the Boys' laundry basket (as well as another laundry basket for dh and I) sit downstairs on shelving. When I take things out of the dryer, I fold and put into the appropriate basket. When the baskets are full, I call for my oldest boy and my oldest girl and they put the laundry away for their respective room. (There is a 4 year gap between my BIGS and my LITTLES, thus the reason for only the BIGS putting away laundry) When they are finished putting the laundry away, they bring the baskets back down so we can start the process all over again.

I imagine there will come a day when I will have to rethink Big Laundry Day and logistics behind it, but for now this method manages to keep Mount Washmore looking like a small hill.

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Dec 2, 2008

The Journey to Grief



December 2, 2007...this was the day that began it all. Never did I imagine it would lead here.

Before I give the links to my homeschoolblogger posts from a year ago, I want to say that grief is not a destination. Grief does not define me. The fact that I had a child die is most definitely a part of who I am and permeates my being to my inner core, but grief is not the be all, end all of my life. Some days grief is behind me, some days in front of me, some days surrounding me, but never is it ME.

I say this is my journey to grief because there is no way around this thing called grief. There was a path laid before me and on that path was a place named Grief. While grief does not have a definite ending point, it does have a definite starting point. For us, that day is February 10, 2008.

But, December 2 is where our path toward this place began. It is the fork in the road where life changed drastically. I have very fond memories (however, very painful memories) of the time we spent in the hospital with Emily. I would not trade that time for anything. I spent nearly every waking moment for weeks on end with my daughter. I memorized the curve of her cheek and every fluffy inch of her hair. I bathed her, held her, changed her bandages, and wept over her day in and day out with very little to distract me. My husband missed countless days of work, but I am sure he will tell you that he wouldn't change a thing either. He was and is Emily's daddy. Being daddy is more important than anything else.

So, begins the journey to our grief. I pray that what you read here is not the story of a family in despair, but the story of a family who cherished what they had, praised God amidst the storm, and lived each day to the fullest despite their circumstances. God gave us a precious little girl named Emily. He gave us 7 months and 6 days to hold her. I am so very thankful for that.

December 4, 2007 ~ The day after Emily's first surgery

December 5, 2007 ~ Emily's second surgery

December 9, 2007 ~ Emily is taken off the ventilator and the NG tube is pulled

December 18, 2007 ~ Emily develops yeast in her blood

December 26, 2007 ~ Emily came home Christmas Eve!

December 28, 2007 ~ A post entitled Life After Trauma...little did I know

January 4, 2008 ~ Things seem to be getting better

January 4, 2008 ~ Emily turns 6 months old

January 13, 2008 ~ Emily spends another 6 days in the hospital and has another surgery

And then came grief...
Emily Sofia 7/4/07 ~ 2/10/08

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