Sunday, October 26, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
A visit to the doctor last week was somewhat discouraging. They informed me that because of the G.D., they won't take the baby more than a week early without doing an amnio. That's the test where they stick the big long needle in your stomach, all the way to the uterus to draw out amniotic fluid. I am terrified of such a procedure. They have to look for a certain protein that will indicate sufficiently mature lungs. Of course I am in disagreement about the necessity of the amnio. After all, I have had three G.D. babies, all of which were 2+ weeks early, and not one of them had underdeveloped lungs. The other thing is, they have December 30th on my chart as my due date. Huh????? At my first ultrasound, which is supposed to be the most accurate for dating a pregnancy, I was given the date of December 27th. When I questioned the doctor about this, he said that we are going by the date of your last period. I reminded him that that date was a guess....I was pregnant for nearly two months when I found out. I didn't even remember when my last cycle was. So tell me, since when does a guess outweigh the (supposedly) perfect reliability of that first ultrasound? Does three days really make all that much difference? Why, yes. It's the difference between an amnio and no amnio. I have an appointment on Thursday and will bring it up....again.
Starting next week I have to go for a fetal survey every week and NST's twice a week. Anyone available to baby sit?
PS I had another fetal survey on Tuesday. She is nearly 4 pounds according the technicians measurements, which have never been reliable in the past, but could be this time. At this rate were looking at a ten pounder.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
- Cartoon Guide to Physics
- Exploring Physics
- Physics and the World Around You
- Explode The Code (x5)
- Spectrum Phonics
- Shakespeare for Young Readers
- Any Child Can Write
- Writing Warm-Up
- Pet Tornado
- Geology By Design
- Cave Book
- Rocks and Fossils
- Break Your Own Geodes (x2)
- Glow in the Dark Geodes
- Smithsonian Crystal Growing Kit
- Sticky Stones
- Fossil Collection
- Pocket Full of Pinecones
- Knot Tying Game
- Oh, Wilderness
- Spotters Guide to Birds of Prey
- Spotters Guide to the Night Sky
- Spotters Guide to Rocks and Minerals
- Spotters Guide to the Weather
- The Way Babies Were Made (not for Lauren)
- Where Do Babies Come From? (not for Lauren, either)
- Engineering the City
- Historical Who-Dun-Its
- The Smithsonian Giude to Horses
- A.O.P Switched on Schoolhouse /Maine
- Whatever Happened to Penny Candy?
All I have left to get are our regular consumables (math, grammar, history and writing) and we are......good. to. go!
Friday, September 12, 2008
The car was in the shop on Monday and Tuesday, then Tuesday evening we took the van in to be repaired. So I have been without a car all week. Needless to say, the kids have been stir crazy!!
Did I forget to tell you that I was backing up with the door open, hit a huge rock and bent the door way back, ruined the hinges and made big dents in the front panel and on the drivers side door? We were at the cabin for FHE and all the kids decided they had to potty before we made the 40 minute trip home. Well, the port-a-potty is down this narrow path (just barely wider than the van) with trees and rocks on either side. I had taken the van down to the potty so that I could shine the lights for them. We didn't have any flash lights. Anyway, after we were all done, I was backing up. I had my door open, thinking I was safer because I could see better. (It's hard for me to see while backing up in the woods. Maybe I am "black-blind" as Lundi calls it). So about five feet before the end of the path we all hear this huge CRUNCH! (Insert 4 screaming, freaking-out children here). I get out to survey the damage....it was not good, even in the dark. I then try to close the door, it closes all of 6 inches, which means it is still open about 10 inches. Oh no, am I just going to drive while holding the door closed? Time to turn this disaster over to Mike, I thought. Harrison immediately suggests a prayer, says one and every one calms down. Mike comes over, fiddles with the door, manages to get it closed. (Prayer of thanks is said by all). So the next week, we get an estimate from our insurance company. They quote us $1800.00 for repairs, minus our deductible. Oh dear, it will put us in a pinch to come up with the deductible, but we have to get it repaired. You see, with our impending arrival, our plan is to trade it in for an eight passenger come December.
Then Mike had this bright idea to ask our regular mechanic of he did body work. Turns out he does. Even better, he did it for 1/3 the price we were quoted. No out of pocket expense for us. Better than that, we had enough money left over to get the car fixed and inspected, and I was able to get our homeschooling stuff for the year. Another blessing in disguise. The Lord is good to us. Oh....and the results....well, let's just say it looks perfect. You can't even tell, except for the fact that the "new" door is red and the rest of the van is silver. Just kidding. It really does look just like new. Thank You again, Pete Winslow. (For all of you locals, he is the BEST mechanic in Franklin County.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
It did (actually) feel like we stepped onto an island. The ferry ride was very....um....moving, in many ways. Liam has yet to develop his sea legs and realized quickly that it was in his best interest to sit on his pockets. As soon as we stepped onto the ship, Lauren asked "Are we in a building?" It is amazing that those ships can be so heavy and still float.
Anyway, I went to where the widget was created and put in the actual birthday of our little pink caboose. So the number it says is actually how many days until I am one person again.
Then again.....who is counting (besides me)?
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
After family scripture tonight, I reminded the children to pray for those who were searching for a lost little girl. Lauren automatically assumed it was the girl who's picture adorns nearly every telephone pole between here and three towns over. She has been missing for nearly twenty years. I told her "No, this is a different little girl. She is eight and has been missing since yesterday."
The rest of my conversation with Lauren tonight went like this:
L: Is Savannah watching her and making sure she has some food?
M: I'm sure she probably is.
L: I miss Savannah so much. Is she almost done being in Heaven? (as if she is away in a trip)
M: Well, it may seem like a long time, but it isn't really too long. (but we really won't realize this until we see in hindsight)
L: OK, I can't wait 'til she gets resurrected next week.
M: I don't know if it will be next week. We're not exactly sure when the Savior will come and everyone will be resurrected. But we do know that He is coming.
L: I remember when she was laying in the ......um.....what's that pink thing called?
M: The casket?
L: Ya, the casket. She was so tiny and little in there. And very reverent.
M: Yes, her body was very still. Do you know where her spirit was when she was in the casket?
L: Um, it was with her Mommy. Or was it with Jesus?
M: I think both.
Then in typical five year old fashion, she randomly started talking about something else. I hugged her and kissed her and sent her to her room to wait for Mike to come have personal prayer with her. Five seconds later she comes down the hall way, dragging her puppy and her blanket and says "Mommy, I wanna say my prayers out here tonight." I said "OK, come sit by me." In her prayer, several times over, she said "Thank you that Savannah will be resurrected next week. We miss her so much." She also prayed that Leah would be found soon.
It reminded me of when Kiara kept coming to the casket time and time again to kiss her sister, then run off to play some more, on the night of the viewing. It was like she was checking in with her, making as many connections as she could before the casket would finally be closed. Often times it is as though children just inherently know that life continues after death. It is such a beautiful thing to see the perfect faith of a child.
My prayer tonight is that Heavenly Father will comfort even the littlest hearts that mourn for Savannah. As they try to piece it all together, I pray that their faith will be strengthened. These children are an example to those like me who sometimes forget the simplicity of it all. He lives. Little children are alive in him. Their perfect faith is what I am striving for. They are such a blessing in my life.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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We put these muscles to good use today and yesterday when we mowed the lawn.This is the first time this year we have done such a thing. After we searched high and low for the broken part for the tractor (last year), we finally broke down and bought a push mower. Yes, we wanted another tractor, but the push mower was in our budget. This late in the season, they're ready to clear them out to make way for snow blowers, so we got it on sale at Sears.Harrison was the first to take his turn at mowing yesterday. Did I ever mention the great work ethic that this kid has? Especially when it comes to (what he calls) "manly jobs." He loves to do things that require muscle, which is why he is so buff!
Harrison lost one top tooth last week one one today. Thank goodness that other one fell out today, he was a snaggle tooth. It was looking pretty bad. I started calling him "Carnie." He got tired of it being in the way, so he yanked it out himself. He is so tough.
Harrison about to lose his fourth baby tooth.
August 27, 2008
Liam at Smalls Falls. August 2008
Lauren and Harrison at Baxter Staye Park. August 2008
Liam (with turtle in tow) at Baxter State Park. August 2008
It's getting late and I need to still write letters from the Tooth Fairy to accompany the cash that will be placed under pillows tonight. Caleb, Harrison and Lauren have all lost teeth in the last month. What can I say? She's a little behind.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
She passed away two weeks ago today. The Lord needed her home and she very graciously fought the fight to the end.
I am so grateful for the lessons she taught me and my family. She is beautiful inside and out, a princess to all who knew her, and best of all, a precious daughter of God and an instrument in His hands. She had a very special mission on earth, and continues that mission in a far holier place. We will miss her eyes, her smile and her laughter. I feel honored to have known her. We love you so much, Savannah. Happy Heavenly Birthday!!!!
Thursday, August 14, 2008
As she stirs in my belly, I am grateful for this new life. She will, indeed, make a most merry Christmas present.
We're not sure on the name yet...we've got plenty of time for that. Many people are calling her "Audrey" but we are not set on that name yet. Any suggestions are welcome.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Monday, June 30, 2008
Mike started his job today. He says he is going to love the ER. I say I am going to love the pay checks....the first one scheduled to arrive on July 11th. I think I am going to frame it.
We bought a new van on Saturday. Nice, Honda Odyssey with more bells and whistles than we have ever experienced before. The kids are most excited about each having their own vent (with separate climate controls that can be turned off and on by Mom in case there is too much fighting or fidgeting) and overhead light!! Harrison loves the "cold heat" and I have to say that being sick and pregnant, this is by far my favorite feature. I warned the kids at the beginning of summer that we wouldn't be going to far until we got the AC in the other van fixed. The other van is now gone.....with all of it's quirks, hang-ups and problems that have been band-aided for the last year until school was done and we could afford repairs or a new van. The transmission was going.... as in dying going (we were putting fluid in at least twice a week) and started making some serious (scary) noises on our way home from Portland last Thursday. We applied for a loan on Friday, made the purchase on Saturday. ( Don't you love modern technology?) We couldn't get a loan for $2000.00 to fix the transmission, but could get a loan for a new van.
Just for history sake, I want to record all of the problems that we accommodated with our 1997 Dodge Grand Caravan. This is not a complaint....it was good to us. We traded it in with 161,000 miles on it.
*Oil leak in the engine, which required a quart every5-6 days.
*Leak in the transmission which required the fluid be replaced at least twice a week. (both of these have resulted on a big dark spot in the drive way.)
*In order for the left blinker to work, you had to turn the hazards on first, put the blinker on, then turn the hazards off.
*We had to push on the trunk really hard with our foot, while pulling on the handle to get it to unlatch. Very tricky and annoying when it's raining and you are trying to load groceries or the stroller.
*Only one of the wiper fluid squirty things worked and it shot very low on the windshield. I don't know how I made it through mud season with that one.
*The engine always made a tick, tick, tick, tick, tick noise that we were afraid to have looked at by our mechanic. Somebody once told us a few years ago that it ( the engine) wouldn't last much longer.
*It had a dent in the passenger side where somebody hit us in the WM parking lot, but didn't leave a note. Since we only carried liability, it didn't get fixed and was starting to rust.
*If it was cold outside the power locks (that was the ONLY thing power on the van) didn't work and I had to go around with the key and unlock all the (3) doors.
By contrast, our new van has....
Key less entry.
Double sliding doors (soooo much easier when getting babies in and out).
Power windows and locks.
Anti lock brakes.
Traction control (it will come in very handy this winter).
Zippy...and I mean sports car zippy.....pick up and steering. (even with it full with the family).
Three heating/cooling zones with vents for every passenger.
L.A.T.C.H. (which means no more wrestling car seats into the correct position...very easy).
All the seats recline, even the very back one.
Stow away seating (which we will probably never use, but the extra storage space is nice).
Reading lights for every passenger. So nice for those late nights on the road. No more fighting about who gets to be accommodated....the sleeper or the reader?
Great stereo, sound system.
We just hope we can convert it into an eight passenger come December. If not, we'll be trading it in.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
This baby was twelve weeks in utero on Saturday so I am looking forward to feeling better soon. I went to the doctor again yesterday. They drew blood for labs, did a pap and the initial pelvic exam. So far, so good. I also got to hear the heart beat. That is always a special moment, to hear that little engine roaring through the Doppler. It made me smile.
As you may have heard, Mike passed his state boards, is licensed and did get a job in the ER at Maine General. This is an answer to our prayers. He will start orientation as soon as he gets clearance from the doctor who did his physical. We're hoping he starts next week.
My favorite four old is no longer four. The happy-snappy, giggly girl had her fifth birthday on the twenty eighth of May. I told her she could be five as long as she stayed this cute. She agreed.
My eyes are burning....maybe I will actually be able to fall asleep before 2:00 tonight.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
The job hunt remains in full swing. Mike has had many interviews and one offer. The offer is from a hospital in Bangor at Acadia in the adolescent psyche unit. While this is a job he would really like, it's far away and we really want to stay here. If he took the job at Acadia, we would have to move north. He also had an outstanding interview at Maine General today for a position in the E.R. We really hope he gets this one. We could stay in this ward and it would relieve the pressure of an immediate move. He could commute until we move closer to Augusta.
SURPRISE!!! Barring all complications, we will become a family of eight right before Christmas. We found out last week that there is a little person growing in my belly. This makes pregnancy number ten and hopefully baby number six. It doesn't need to be said that this is unexpected and was (supposedly) being prevented. So I like to say that this is our "bonus baby." I had mixed feelings when I found out. I felt blessed but also really scared. I felt that we might eventually have another, but not before x,y and z (eliminated some risk factors) happened and most certainly not in December. I was most afraid that the doctor was going to advise me to terminate. I knew emotionally I could not handle that. So before we went to the doctor we did a whole lot of praying and felt at peace with this pregnancy.
The doctor explained in great detail what the risks were and relieved many of our fears. It wasn't nearly as bad as I had blown it up to be in my head. (I worry soooo much during pregnancy. Seriously, I think I need an anxiety med or something!) He basically said that we were going to worry alot (I don't need any help with that one), monitor me very closely and deal with problems if and when they arise. He did mention termination as an option, but did not advise it. We knew we weren't even going to consider it, because the Lord told us that everything would be fine. But it was great to know that he felt that it was probable that both me and baby would live. What a relief!!!
So, I am right in the middle of the pukey-sick stage. I gag at anything that has a smell stronger than water. I can't have a conversation with someone rocking in a chair, it makes me dizzy and therefor sick. I have to drive (even when Mike is with us) or else I get car sick. I have to breathe through my mouth when changing a poopy diaper so I don't gag. I can't brush my tongue. I have terrible heartburn (I love Pepcid). I am irritable and a rotten mother (just ask my kids). It takes alot of effort to be nice to people (I am asking for forgiveness in advance in case I offend any of you). I take a nap every day. I have to take frequent breaks during menial tasks like unloading the dishwasher. I sleep with a pitcher just in case I spontaneously puke in the night. My boobs hurt. My arm tingles at night. I crave cinnamon. I often feel sensory overload, especially when the kids are all around me, touching me. I feel itchy at night. Oh...and did I mention that I absolutley hate being pregnant? I love the baby, hate being pregnant. I know, I know. I will feel extremely guilty for saying that if I have another misscarriage. I always do. But I really do hate being pregnant. I can't deny it. I am one who writes on the calendar "week 10, week 11, week 12"........and so on, just because I like to know how much I have accomplised so far. For me, not being pregnant at the end of nine months is the best part, the baby is the bonus. So on Saturday I will be eleven weeks. All of my misscarriages have happened between eight and twelve weeks, so I like to think that I am almost "in the clear." There was no indication of a problem at my ultrasound on Monday. So we are praying that all will go well. As much as I complain, I really am thankful for this new life.
Monday, May 12, 2008
I accidentally dumped Lauren's fish down the drain while cleaning out the fish bowl. She cried. I felt so bad.
I got a speeding ticket, the first one of my life. I have been driving since I was fourteen.
Mike passed his tests and graduated on May 9th. It was a proud moment for all of us.
Harrison had his seventh birthday on may 9th, too. He got a new bike (a 21 speed) and loves it. We had a late night pizza party complete with cake after graduation because he didn't want to wait until Saturday for his party. He thought that Mike graduating was a great birthday present, but didn't want to feel shafted, either.
The hunt is in full swing for a new job. Mike has his NCLEX boot camp this week starting tomorrow but already has some interviews set up for next week.
Caleb lost another tooth.
Lauren has turned into a thrill seeker since the weather has turned nice. She comes speeding down the hill on her bike, loves to climb trees, went up really high on the climbing wall (about 40 feet) at the LL Bean kids festival, and reminded me of Pocahontas when we went to New Hampshire the other day. She was climbing up some really big rocks and standing right at the edge with no fear. My hands were sweating as I watched her.
Laurette (Mike's 95 year old great aunt whom we are very close to) was told by her doctor that she isn't safe living alone any more. Mike has P.O.A so we have some decisions to make concerning her care. We do not want her to go to a nursing home. That will kill her!! We are going to go visit her tomorrow (sans enfants) after Mike's class to talk about options.
We have received some very generous gifts (in the form of gift certificates) from some wonderful people who want to congratulate us and give us a great way to do some fun things as a family. Tonight we went to Gifford's after FHE and had a lovely ice cream treat. Mmmmmm!!! Thank you again, friends.
Mike has been called into the stake again. His new calling will mean lots of travel.
Much to Caleb's delight, we went on a tour of the USS Albacore on Thursday. It is a retired (landlocked) submarine in New Hampshire. The kids had a great time there. Afterwards we went to the Sea Coast Science Museum and that was amazing. My favorite part was the sea horses. They are so beautiful. The kids loved the touch tank. After the museum closed we spent some time down at the rocky beach investigating tide pools, collecting seaweed and sea shells and watching boats. It was a lovely family day. We laughed alot and really enjoyed being a family sans the pressure of homework. We are so glad those days are OVER!!!
Sunday, April 27, 2008
This post is a plea for prayers. This next week will determine pass or fail, LPN (which he already has) or RN, graduating or not....it all comes down to this.
So if you could please add your prayers to ours, we would deeply appreciate it.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Our swingset is fully employed.
Last but not least....
What would warm weather be without these?.....
Monday, April 21, 2008
Last week we did Green Hour Challenge #2 and had a wonderful time.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
They told me that i would need to wait until Monday for the results. Mike used his medical connections to get the word yesterday. The scan was incredibly boring, as in nothing abnormal. Good news. He said that I must have a virus of some sort, which to me says "Suck it up and move on.!" I am off to spring clean today because I feel alot better.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
We will eventually move out of this house (we out grew it 3 children ago) but not out of this world.....I mean ward. It feels good to write that. It makes it feel more final, as if announcing it publicly is the final step to acceptance. In all honesty, I have been somewhat resistant to except the will of the Lord. I was really looking forward to moving and seeing new places. I guess the long commute will continue for now.
There is something not good going on with my belly. I went to the doctor on Tuesday because I was having rebound pain in my lower right quadrant. (How is that for medical talk? I am getting so good.) I am also having some constant mild pain, occasional severe pain in my lower abdomen. So they sent me over to FMH for blood tests and x-ray. My blood work came back with an elevated white blood cell count, which is indicative of an infection. So, tomorrow I am having a CT scan at 10:30.
I hope that it is nothing major. I don't have time to be sick. If it is something that will require surgery, it will have to wait until after May 9th. The doctor mentioned that it could be "fringes of scar tissue wrapping itself around my intestines" because of all of my c-sections. "This long after!!!???" I said, "the youngest is 2!" He said "Oh yes, it is the gift that keeps on giving." I really hope that it isn't this. This will require major surgery. I hope I am just majorly constipated and he tells me to take a laxative or something. Yes. I poop every day, but ya nevah know. No need to speculate, tomorrow will come soon enough.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
- Apply at all of our local nursing homes. There is a problem with this option. It simply does not fit into our traveling plans. In order to be a traveling nurse, Mike needs a year experience in Med Surge. Nursing homes don't have Med Surge units.
- Apply at other surrounding hospitals. While that is all good in theory.....they are all atleast an hour away. Mike has been traveling an hour to school and back for two years. There are so many better ways to spend two hours a day. Frankly, he is sick of such a long commute.
- Move closer to the hospital that he gets a job at.
I choose option three. It is the most logical. We DO NOT want to move, we love it here. I think it is the best place on earth for our family. But I am also sooooo tired of being poor students, that I am willing to go just about anywhere if it means.....(what's that E word again???)....oh ya....EMPLOYMENT!
We don't know if it will be in Maine or not....we will pray about where when we see what our options are.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
On March 28th our plants looked like this.....
Today they looked like this......
What nature delivers to us is never stale. Because what nature creates has eternity in it. Isaac Bashevis Singer
Here are just a few of the treasures that earth had to offer us......
Tapped Maple trees are a sure sign of spring around here.
Lots of melting snow and a few leaves left over from Fall........
Plenty of sunshine......
Rocks in our neighborhood stream that were shiny and clean...... (aren't those the best kind?). When I was a kid I use to collect rocks. If I couldn't wait until I got home to wash them to find out there hidden beauty, I would lick them clean. A pound of dirt anyone?
We also found White Birch bark....
A dead mouse.....
And walking sticks.
But the highlight of our adventure was most definitely this......
On the way home, we made numerous stops to shed a few gallons of water.....
Stomp and splash in the biggest puddle we found....
And do some more "fishing"......