Saturday, April 19, 2014

Good Stuff Saturday 4-19

Photos of the week: Boats and Strawberries

Human trafficking is a complicated situation. Jaime does a good job of trying to talk about it the right way.

#37 on this list is something I need to tell myself every day. #3 and #7 on this list is something Drew and I could work on. #10, #11, #17 and #19 stuck out to me on this list.

So evidently, I'm like Elsa. What about you?

Losing a childhood hero isn't easy, but that hero has a family and that would be way harder.

Kim said this best and I'm so glad that she did!

I love, love, love that Jason told us the other stuff that went on during Holy Week. It makes the attitude change from Sunday to Friday make more sense.

Friday, April 18, 2014

30/30 : 12 Interesting Facts About Me

1. My grandpa influenced my eating habits. It is due to him that I put peanut butter in my chili and eat slices of American cheese by itself.

2. Speaking of food, I only eat one food at a time on my plate. I eat as much as I want of that one thing and then move on. I never knew I did that until my friend Brittany pointed it out in college.

3. I had to debate long and hats work myself before I got Lily's Yankees wrap. It was the first time I have bought a sports item from a team I am not passionately committed to. I guess I will have to become passionately committed to them.

4. Yesterday I was Facebook stalking a conversation on a friend's wall about a lost dog. Considering it was lost in Illinois I didn't need to be reading it, but I had to know if it found its home. I love a good mystery and I should probably stop stalking other people's conversations. It is a bit creepy.

5. I don't like to admit I am sick. So I try to keep going even if I shouldn't.

6. I am much more sarcastic and snarky than most people know. I keep most of those comments in my house because I don't want to be that rude in public.

7. My favorite animals are a moose and an elephant. I don't really know why.

8. I am a sucker for Carmen's songs/stories, like this one. 

9. I am a huge fan of Jessica Fletcher. I would live in Cabot Cove if I could.

10. I don't wear make up because I think it is too expensive.

11. Bacon, mushroom, and black olive is the perfect pizza.

12.I suck at selling things, but I am a Scentsy consultant because I love it that much and it is that great of a priduct.

I'm not sure if they are all interesting, but I tried to tell you new things about me. Now you can head over to Carl's blog and see what he has to say.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Lessons in parenting

After being a parent for 5 years, one might think that I am used to certain things. If one thinks that they would be wrong. Having two kids makes me feel like I am starting over again. After a month, I am often still surprised that I have two kids. I feel completely inadequate to parent two kids. Actually, I feel inadequate to parent one kid.

Some things don't bother me much, like Lily crying or fussing. I know there are a handful of things to try and one of them will calm her down. So the other day when I was at the grocery store and she started crying, I wasn't worried. I knew she was hungry, so I planned to go to the bathroom to feed her. Before I got that far though, a lady came to me. She asked me if I needed any help. If she could take my cart for me or anything. Not being worried about it I said no and thanked her. Afterward it occurred to me that I stuck at accepting help. Yes I could handle it by myself, but a very kind lady was offering to push my cart, so I could hold Lily. Why not do that? Three only thing I can come up with is because I am too independent for my own good.

I learned a little something though because the next day when Ben, Lily, and I went to a local bakery for lunch I accepted help. I was talking to my mother in law in the car when Ben said he had to go potty. So while trying to finish the conversation, I got Ben out off the car and then got Lily out of the car. I led Ben inside while carrying Lily. Managing her and him and the door was not easy. When someone offered to get the door, I waited and accepted his help. I thanked him for the help, finished the conversation, and got Ben to the bathroom. It was much easier to manage with help. I probably need to remember that.

Since Lily arrived Ben had asked to read stories, sing songs, and rock again. He hasn't wanted that for awhile. So maybe my 5 year old isn't as old as he seems. Maybe he still needs mom and still wants some cuddle time.

Some might be wondering about how we are feeding Lily. I am breast feeding her, but she is getting some formula. I an having trouble finding time to pump. When she is sleeping and in theory I would have the time, Ben wants my attention. If I have to choose between playing with my 5 year old and formula, I'm going to pick Ben because that is the healthier choice to me.

Today Ben had been sick, so he had been sleeping a lot and also needing extra cuddles. So at one time today, I was holding Lily in my arms trying to get her to sleep while Ben was resting on my shoulder. And moments like that remind me that it is hard, but it is all worth it.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Good Stuff Saturday 4-12

This is a light week, so you should be able to enjoy all of these links.

Photos:  Mountains, Flowers

A couple good stories. Hamburgers and service stations

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Good Stuff Saturday 4-5

Photos: Americans don't know Europe, Glaciers, Girls, Paris, London, Volcanoes, Snow

Church is complicated, but we have a place and we shouldn't be cynical. And sometimes the old way of doing things still works.

Sometimes we get God mixed up with our ideas or even Biblical truth or we stop talking to Him all together.

A quote I love - Walker said, ”We are a people. A people do not throw their geniuses away. If they do, it is our duty as witnesses for the future to collect them again for the sake of our children. If necessary, bone by bone.”

and several more good ones.

A picture is worth 1000 words.

A new way to look at broken things.

And a great reminder for me and others with little ones

Friday, April 4, 2014

30/30 - Where I would like to go

My friend Carl is doing this 30/30 thing on Fridays on his blog. I have wanted to join him, but haven't found the time to do it. Today I am making that time.

A couple places I would like to go to again:

1. Chicago - deep dish pizza, the Art Museum, Navy Pier, Sue the T-Rex, and some great friends. What's not to love?

2. Mexico- No particular city. Just anywhere would do. It had been several years since I have been there and I miss it.  There is an atmosphere that is just so Mexico and it feels like a home away from home. So I would like to visit my second home again.

A few places I would like to visit for the first time:

1. New York City - Pizza, Delis, Bagels, Hot dogs, and more food. I really just want to go there and eat.
2. The Greek Isles - Olives, hummus, and that gorgeous water.
3. Acadia National Park - It's in Maine and Maine is cool. The photos I have seen of this place are so amazingly gorgeous.
4. Prague - It is Europe, but it is reasonable in price. The buildings are amazing and they have apple strudel.

You may have noticed a food theme in the places I want to go. I like for and u like to visit places with good food.  It is probably a good thing I don't travel more than I do. Otherwise I would be much larger than I am now!

Traveling is really about learning how other people live and eating is a major part of living. So I want to travel and eat.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

A Labor Story

Warning: This will be an honest account of my labor and delivery experiences. If you don't want to know what goes on or might be freaked out, then don't keep reading.

I suppose God had popense of humor. Just about every time in my life when I told him thatdn't want to do something, He called me to that very thing. My labor and delivery have been no exception.

Everything I didn't want to happen did.  I didn't want an episiotomy, but I got one. I didn't want to tear, but I did. I didn't want an epidural, but I asked for one. I didn't want to poop on the nurse or doctor, but I did. I didn't want to pee all over the place, but I did. I didn't want back labor, but I got it.

I have long said that I don't remember the pain of giving birth. That is true. I can't but sit here and describe it for you. I remember pushing with my first child, but the pain of contractions is a void. I do remember a smidge of pain when I was getting sewn back up after my episiotomy. I think the local anesthetic was wearing off. I was in active labor for 4 hours after they broke my water and pushed for 45 minutes. most women who hear that are jealous. I had a Bible verse and a name of God to call on. Those ran through my head during the whole experience. I will freely admit that I had it easy the first time around.

The second time around was a different story. My water was broken again. This time my membranes were stripped. I did have contractions come at regular intervals. Labor started in front and then for some reason it moved to my bank. That is when the pain began. My husband was right by my side again. This time applying pressure to my back to help me through the contractions. And I could not have done it without him. With his help I thought I was doing okay, then the pain moved lower and it wasn't going away. Now I know that's because it was almost time to push. Then I didn't know that.  I just knew that I couldn't keep doing this.
So I asked for an epidural. The nurse told me it might take up to half an hour. That sounded awful, but at least I had an amount of time. She left to get it ready and then suddenly I had to poop. So my mom called the nurse who basically got there in time to wipe me up. The doctor came in and suited up between my pushes. Somewhere around this time the pain had me whimpering and then screaming. The nurse thankfully for tough and told me to hold my breath and push. After a couple pushes the doctor said her head was coming through and asked if I wanted to touch it. I'm pretty sure I said something like, "I don't want to move." A couple pushes later she was all but out. The doctor asked if I wanted to pull her the rest of the way out. I did and that was one of the most memorable experiences in my life. I pulled her feet out and laid her on my chest. It was a bit weird to feel her umbilical cord still attached.  But she was here and the pain and pushing was fine. My mom got to cut her cord. My husband has belly button issues, so the cord is way out of his comfort zone.

A little over two weeks later I am sitting in the rocking chair with her asleep in my arms. I can not remember our describe for you the intensity of the pain. I remember the whimpering, the screaming, my husband's elbow in my back, but the actual pain memory is gone. Another thing that does remain is knowing that spiritually I was not prepared for this labor.

With Ben, I had verses and prayers prepared to get me through. This time I didn't. I thought I could handle it because I had done it before. I didn't bother asking
God into the experience until I was in lots of pain. This time around labor was much
harder and there are any number of reasons for that to be true. In my heart, I know I wasnt as spiritually prepared for this one. I am in no way insisting anything about either one of my children because it really doesn't have much to do with them. It is a story about how my spiritual life affected my physical body.

So when you go through some physically trying experience, invite God into it. It will work out much better that way.