Marc gives 4 a hug after she sings a solo "Happy Birthday" to him. It was so cute!
Marc, shows us how old he is!
And anyone who knows 9, knows how much he LOVES to blow out candles. Here he is, intently waiting for the opportunity!
Our Life
Monday, October 12, 2009
41
I love my hubby! He turned 41 last week! Oh happy day for him! We just had a little party at home for him because I was sick, so it was small but, it was good!
Marc gives 4 a hug after she sings a solo "Happy Birthday" to him. It was so cute!
Marc, shows us how old he is!
And anyone who knows 9, knows how much he LOVES to blow out candles. Here he is, intently waiting for the opportunity!
Marc gives 4 a hug after she sings a solo "Happy Birthday" to him. It was so cute!Marc, shows us how old he is!
And anyone who knows 9, knows how much he LOVES to blow out candles. Here he is, intently waiting for the opportunity!
Anxiously Engaged!!
My youngest sister is engaged to be married in December! Wahoo! I am so excited for her and I just love her fiancé! Oh the joy!
I LOVE the smile on her face—it couldn't be any bigger!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Big Boob!
No, I am not talking about the perks of being 32 weeks pregnant...
I am talking about doing the diabetes blood test five times a day. It makes me queazy. I know, I know, it is only a prick but it still gives me the willies to do it. So hats off to all you out there who are diabetic because you are troopers. I am lucky because this won't last my whole life for me (thank goodness).
So I went to the dietician yesterday and got the two-hour low down on diabetes and the food I have to eat, my meal plan, how to test my blood, what my risks are and what the baby's risks are. Hearing all the risks make me a little nervous but, I will just have to do my best and stick with the diet and start getting a little exercise in. I have to test my blood morning and night, and one hour after each meal. I think the hardest part about this, aside from having to poke myself and see my blood all the time, is the fact that I have to really take time to figure out what I can eat so that I can track my carbs, proteins, fats and sodium at every meal—no more grabbing whatever out of the fridge or pantry. It reminds me a lot of the diet I was on last year—so if I can just remember a lot of those habits I should be good.
I go into the Doctor this Thursday and will hear from him how things are going too. We will talk about the baby's size and whether or not I may come early. So the whole plan of me going the full 40 weeks may change a little and maybe I will have this one early just like I did the other two...
I am talking about doing the diabetes blood test five times a day. It makes me queazy. I know, I know, it is only a prick but it still gives me the willies to do it. So hats off to all you out there who are diabetic because you are troopers. I am lucky because this won't last my whole life for me (thank goodness).
So I went to the dietician yesterday and got the two-hour low down on diabetes and the food I have to eat, my meal plan, how to test my blood, what my risks are and what the baby's risks are. Hearing all the risks make me a little nervous but, I will just have to do my best and stick with the diet and start getting a little exercise in. I have to test my blood morning and night, and one hour after each meal. I think the hardest part about this, aside from having to poke myself and see my blood all the time, is the fact that I have to really take time to figure out what I can eat so that I can track my carbs, proteins, fats and sodium at every meal—no more grabbing whatever out of the fridge or pantry. It reminds me a lot of the diet I was on last year—so if I can just remember a lot of those habits I should be good.
I go into the Doctor this Thursday and will hear from him how things are going too. We will talk about the baby's size and whether or not I may come early. So the whole plan of me going the full 40 weeks may change a little and maybe I will have this one early just like I did the other two...
Friday, October 2, 2009
Gestational Diabetes?
Are you serious? Aaaaahhh! I really don't want to deal with this, but, the blood test says I have to. I really don't know what this entails, as I am still waiting for the instructions from the dietician they have referred me to. I am hoping that someone out there can just reassure me that it is nothing more than a change in diet and checking my glucose levels all the time. I am trying not to freak out over here. Aaaaahh!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Best Parents EVER!!
OK, I know you all feel the same way about your parents... but, I just have to say it! I really do! I am amazed at what great parents they are and I want to be like them someday!
We went over there on Monday for Family Home Evening. We roasted hotdogs and marshmallows. We had my mom's homemade chile, so we had chile dogs! Mmm! It was so fun to be with the family. My dad even stoked up the fire in his cabin so that he and 13 could finish a blacksmithing project they had started. And to top it off, my mom made homemade caramel apples! Oh, the joy.
Then the next day my mom came with my sister and helped me organize the baby and 4's room and clean the kitchen. My mom loves to serve us. One of the things I most love about her is that she really allows me to be me and kindly reminds me of where I should be and what I should/could do. I admire her. My mom and dad have so much love for me, my kids and my hubby that it just makes my heart swell.
I remember once, I had done something wrong—I really can't even remember what it was—but, I do remember what my dad told me. "Rachael, you have a great name. A name that has always been a good one. Keep that good name. You are the oldest and you are the example for your brothers and sisters. You are the one who will keep that good name for the rest of them." I have never forgotten that bit of advice. In fact, I have told the same thing to both Bryan and 17.
I also remember my mom calling all my friends homes after curfew when I wasn't home yet. (This was before the time of cell phones.) She wouldn't rest until she found me. I remember a few times when my friend's sleepy-eyed parents would come to find me to tell me that my mom had called to tell me to "get home!" I was so thankful that she cared enough about me to track me down and keep my on the right track. Now I wait up anxiously for 17 come home from her outings, remembering all the hours my mom spent waiting up for me.
I just hope that we all, as parents (if we are—and if not this applies to teachers, leaders of youth and all those who have any impact on youth), can love our children enough to let them make their own choices, fall on their face if necessary, but gently pick them back up and still let them face their consequences and always let them know where we stand as their parents. I think too often we allow children to dodge the consequences, blame others for the consequences and then continue making those same mistakes. Even our Heavenly Father allows us to fall. Who do we run to when we do fall? Hopefully it is Him. Who should our children run to when they make mistakes? Hopefully their parents? Let us be able to be strong enough parents to stand up for what is right, even if it means that our children may not like to hear what we have to say. They will always know what we stood for.
We went over there on Monday for Family Home Evening. We roasted hotdogs and marshmallows. We had my mom's homemade chile, so we had chile dogs! Mmm! It was so fun to be with the family. My dad even stoked up the fire in his cabin so that he and 13 could finish a blacksmithing project they had started. And to top it off, my mom made homemade caramel apples! Oh, the joy.
Then the next day my mom came with my sister and helped me organize the baby and 4's room and clean the kitchen. My mom loves to serve us. One of the things I most love about her is that she really allows me to be me and kindly reminds me of where I should be and what I should/could do. I admire her. My mom and dad have so much love for me, my kids and my hubby that it just makes my heart swell.I remember once, I had done something wrong—I really can't even remember what it was—but, I do remember what my dad told me. "Rachael, you have a great name. A name that has always been a good one. Keep that good name. You are the oldest and you are the example for your brothers and sisters. You are the one who will keep that good name for the rest of them." I have never forgotten that bit of advice. In fact, I have told the same thing to both Bryan and 17.
I also remember my mom calling all my friends homes after curfew when I wasn't home yet. (This was before the time of cell phones.) She wouldn't rest until she found me. I remember a few times when my friend's sleepy-eyed parents would come to find me to tell me that my mom had called to tell me to "get home!" I was so thankful that she cared enough about me to track me down and keep my on the right track. Now I wait up anxiously for 17 come home from her outings, remembering all the hours my mom spent waiting up for me.
I just hope that we all, as parents (if we are—and if not this applies to teachers, leaders of youth and all those who have any impact on youth), can love our children enough to let them make their own choices, fall on their face if necessary, but gently pick them back up and still let them face their consequences and always let them know where we stand as their parents. I think too often we allow children to dodge the consequences, blame others for the consequences and then continue making those same mistakes. Even our Heavenly Father allows us to fall. Who do we run to when we do fall? Hopefully it is Him. Who should our children run to when they make mistakes? Hopefully their parents? Let us be able to be strong enough parents to stand up for what is right, even if it means that our children may not like to hear what we have to say. They will always know what we stood for.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Just got the pictures
So, I should have posted this last week, but I had no pictures and it just wasn't the same without them. My cousin posted them on her blog, so I took them to put on here. They came to visit and it was SO much fun. I can't wait to have them again.
OK, this picture is actually really funny. Why? Well, look to the left of the picture... see 4 choking 9... ya, apparently when he tattles on her, it isn't just to get her in trouble. What a stinker she is. I guess you could say she can hold her own! All the other kids are just pleasantly hanging around waiting for their turn, how nice.
Here is Marc taking my cousins sons on a ride. They were so excited. I loved it.
This is my very favorite picture—4 and my cousin's youngest
Just having a hay day!
OK, this picture is actually really funny. Why? Well, look to the left of the picture... see 4 choking 9... ya, apparently when he tattles on her, it isn't just to get her in trouble. What a stinker she is. I guess you could say she can hold her own! All the other kids are just pleasantly hanging around waiting for their turn, how nice.
Here is Marc taking my cousins sons on a ride. They were so excited. I loved it.
This is my very favorite picture—4 and my cousin's youngest
Just having a hay day!
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