Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Mister's First Christmas

Mister's First Christmas, and Curly wasn't sick this year. Yay!

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Baby Shower

Grandma Doris had a shower for Little Mister and Cousin Cody. I'm so glad Uncle Rick lived long enough to meet his grandson.

Friday, December 8, 2006

Scraps of this-n-that

Aah! It is so peaceful right now! Both kiddos are sleeping and they have been for an hour. I enjoyed myself with a sewing project and now I'm taking a coffee break and surfing the forum :)

I'm sewing a kilt. It's fun but tedious to put in the pleats.

I was so proud of myself yesterday. I cleaned up the spare bedroom/sewing room. That involved cleaning out the closet and putting a bunch of clothes in the Goodwill pile. I also went through all my fabric and scrapbook stuff and organized it in bins. Now the room is ready to show potential home-buyers. It's also ready to be moved when the time comes.

It is so nice to have my health returning so I can do projects like that. I still have some pain and fatigue but sooo much less than it was. And every day is better. Thank you Jesus!

Tuesday, December 5, 2006

Christmas Card

I spent all day working on the pic for our Christmas card. The kids were cranky on Sunday so I had to cobble several pics together using Photoshop. I like the result though. I love doing a family picture cause it shows the kids growing each year. How fun! And it's fun to get all gussied up and look pretty.

Here's this year's result.

Monday, December 4, 2006

Early morning

Good morning! And it really is morning...7:00 even. Blah, I have a migraine headache...the first one for months. My hormones are back to normal, I guess, lol.

Curly Miss was really cranky last night and had a runny nose. Poor kid. We're going to take it easy today. I got about 5 good hours last night but I'm going to try to take a nap too.

My mom, dad and sister have been really sick with this cold/cough that is going around. I offered to cook dinner for them but mom worries about exposing our family to germs. As if we didn't get exposed at church, WalMart or the grocery store! Oh well. Maybe I can find something else to do to bless her/them.

Mister is so cute! He's laying on my lap sleeping instead of nursing. Once in a while he curls up in a ball then stretches and makes all those cute baby noises and wrinkles up his forehead. I need to give him a bath today, grubby little baby. It's just so hard to do with Curly "helping". I can't do it while she's asleep cause he hollers the whole time. Maybe if I put his little tub on the kitchen table and take all the chairs away....

Well, enough rambling. Time to catch a few more winks before my Curly wakes up and we're off on the day.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Tuesday, November 7, 2006

Tuesday, October 24, 2006


The world is full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.

~Robert Louis Stevenson

Monday, October 23, 2006


Little Mister almost came on Daddy's birthday. Although he was a wonderful present, Daddy got some more from the family. Curly, of course, had to help him open them...

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Welcome Seth!

Yay!! Seth Matthew arrived yesterday, October 21 at 8:20 PM. He weighed 8 lbs, 10 oz and was 20 3/4 inches long.

The story...

My water broke yesterday at 2:30. Hubby was so excited he was dancing all around the house and I felt the same way. Tracking down mom and sis to take Buglet took a while, but we got a hold of them. Hubby spent the time packing my suitcase which was not done yet. The reason for this was entirely superstitious. We didn't want to jinx his comig a little early by being too ready to go.... After N was safely transferred, we drove to the hospital and got settled in a birthing room. Labor progressed surprisingly quickly. I must say, though, that it is best NOT to watch Discovery footage of devastating tsunamis during labor. They don't help.

After a short time of agony, an interthecal block, then another short time of agony, Seth arrived with proper pomp and circumstance at 8:20. (military 20:20...isn't that a TV show??). Unlike Buglet's birth, I felt well enough to hold him right away, enjoy him and totally fall in love. He is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, with the possible exception of another small Buglet. God has totally answered all of our prayers in that labor and delivery went so smoothly and he came early enough to not be dangerously big. He's 3 weeks early and perfectly well and healthy. Praise Jesus!!!!

Now for the pics :)

Mommy holding Seth just seconds after his birth.
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Daddy, Mommy and Seth
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Buglet meeting Seth for the first time. (She thought he was kind of boring and liked the buttons on the bed better.)
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Seth Matthew
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I don't have any good "awake" pics yet. We'll get some soon. We're planning to go home tomorrow morning and then the real fun begins!

I'm feeling wonderful. Just a little sore, but all the sickness I experienced during the preganacy is melting away with the hormones. As with Buglet, I am beginning to feel like myself again almost immediately. And this little boy is so gorgeous and so soft and sweet. I could just look at him forever. I thank God so much for him and I know God already has a plan for his life. The name Seth means "appointed by God" and I believe it is true. God has a reason for his being here in this time and place and has His hand on this life.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

A month!!!

One month to go!!! October 12 is a wonderful day. We're finally getting "close". Then we'll have a new baby in our lives and I can begin to recouperate.

I told J. how bored I was and her solution was to write a book. Then she proceeded to tell me about a book she'd read where the author used the time she was pregnant to write a book. It sounds fun and actually I have thought of it before, but I need to think of an interesting plot. So far that hasn't happened. So...as of yet...no book.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Hard Times

Hubby and I found a daycare for Buglet. We take her over there a few days a week so I can sleep. I've been so nauseated, depressed and tired I can't deal with her almost-two demandingness any more. She is really pulling away from me emotionally. It's killing me. I feel like I am losing my happy, sparkly little girl.

And this day care is awful. It's cheap and in this lady's home. All the other kids are older and very wild. They watch bad TV. Buglet is so afraid when we leave her there. I hate this. Why will no one help us?

I keep telling myself it is only for six weeks.

Thursday, October 5, 2006

Hello, My Name Is Mommy Sleeping

I have officially been re-christened. It must be the fact that everyone who is helping to take care of Buglet tells her, "Ssshhh, Mommy's sleeping." Although she'd said the phrase at home a few times, I didn't realize that my name had officially been changed until last Sunday at church. I headed to the nursery to pick her up. As I approached, she broke into a wide grin and announced, "Mommy Seeping!!!" Yep, guess that's my new name.

Tuesday, October 3, 2006

It's weird how life changes

You know how you tell yourself that change is inevitable and yet you actually don't believe it? My uncle is dying of cancer. And my cousin, his daughter, is having a baby any day now. It's odd to think how my family is changing. For some reason I kind of took it for granted that they would all be there, on the farm where they always were. It's odd that there will be one less person, yet one more person at family dinners. I hope my uncle gets to see his grandchild. I think it's hardest on my Grandpa. To outlive your own child is never something a parent wants to do.

I've been thinking so much about Uncle R. I try to pray, but I'm not quite sure even what to pray for. I'm not really one of those faith healer types that believes a miracle is just around every corner. And since he is Catholic and I'm not, that raises questions too. I guess I just pray that the Holy Spirit would show me what to pray?

It's sure something you think about a lot.

Saturday, September 30, 2006

Nez Perce County Fair

I guess it's been a whole week already! We took Buglet to the fair last Saturday. We didn't plan to stay very long, both because it was almost naptime and because I am getting soooo pregnant that walking around is a chore.

Riding in the stroller, the first thing she encountered was the lady at the gate wanting to stamp her hand. She looked surprised and pulled her hand away, as if to say, "Don't do that to my hand!" When I showed her my stamp, she felt better. As soon as she saw all the people, she wanted to get "up-em" and walk around. I persuaded her to ride at least till we got in the door. We walked down the photography aisle and she commented on the pictures. "Doggy. Man. Hat."

We passed the woodworking where she was fascinated by a little painted chair, on to the vegetables. The biggest pumpkin was almost as tall as she was. However, it was boring and just sat there. Much more interesting were the plates of greens that sat right at grabbable level. "Plate!!" Yikes! No!

Onward... to the petting zoo. I thought she'd just love this, but as soon as she got some sawdust in her sandals, that was all she cared about. We petted a few animals and took a few pictures, including one of the miniature camel. Then we moved on.

I liked to see the animal barns with the stock and poultry. I especially like the rabbits. There were a few that you could pet, so we all petted them.

We took another spin around the big building, looking at the sewing etc. She got a balloon from the Pampered Chef table, which was the absolute highlight of her day! It was "geen" and tied to her wrist. Could anything be more cool?

Then home and to nap-time. Aaaahhhhh. :)

And here's me, looking like a house and pale as a ghost...

Monday, September 25, 2006

The countdown...

48 more days till Baby is due.

The big day: November 12. Buglet's birthday and Baby's due date.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Cute Buglet Stories

She's been so cute lately, I just have to share a few stories. Enjoy!

Since I have been feeling so rotten, I tend to rely on PBS cartoons for morning entertainment every day. It has turned out to be an intense language course for an active little brain. Sometimes I have no idea where the stuff comes from. This morning she said, "Ready, set, go!" and I swear I have never said that to her.

Speaking of language development, my hubby is instrumental in teaching her, especially in the vital use of pop song lyrics. She does not simply ask for an ice cube, but instead growls out "ice, ice, baby!" Then she breaks into a huge grin and says it again at a whisper. The latest and greatest that he has been teaching her is "bow-bow...chicka, chicka. OH YEAH!" This, of course is essential for any two-year old's development.

Because we're musicians, she has had a LOT of exposure. First of all, she has her own special word for music: "Nats". (don't ask me, I have no idea.) In the car, "Nats" are expected and, if not turned on immediately, demanded. "gee-tar nats" are the preferred favorite, by both daddy and daughter, nevermind that they send mommy into a comatose state by being the most uninteresting kind of nats ever invented.

The other day I was driving to Moscow to ride home with Hubby from work. It's an hour either way and I had an old P&W tape in. I almost began to cry as Curly Miss started singing along with one of the songs: "deeee-jus, DEEEEE-jus, deeee-jus" (Jesus, Jesus...) The voice of my child singing that Precious Name for the first time is something I will treasure forever.

One of the things that helps smooth behvaior bumps out is our little rituals and routines. I'm doing my best to prepare her to be "Mommy's helper" and to not demand attention so things will go smoother after the baby is born. So we get up in the morning when she wakes up at 7:30 or so. Looking rumpled and touseled in her sleeper with her blankie, she always tugs my heart-strings. I fix a morning bottle of warmed whole milk with gerber oatmeal in it. She loves this and it's one of the few times she'll sit still and snuggle with me. But she's so well entrenched in the ritual now that SHE tells ME what to do and when. (Like I don't know or somehow forgot since yesterday.) "Birdies!" She'll holler from the living room. The first thing we do is take the cover off the birdcage. "Hi Birdies!" Then.. "Nilk! Nilk!" (me: here it is, Kiddo...) then "Up-em!" (me: okay, come here and I'll pick you up.) Silence while said nilk is consumed at the rate of 8 ounces per 3 seconds. "sink! Sink!" (me: would you be Mommy's helper and put it in the sink?) pad, pad, pad....clatter. "Popper!!!!" (me: could you go get us a diaper?) "Popper! Goggie!" (me: is there a doggie on your diaper?) "Douch!" (me: could you please climb up here on the couch so I can change you?) "Med-cine!" (me: do you need some medicine on your bottom?) With the running commentary, we get milk into child, diaper changed and we're headed downstairs ("sairs!!"), turning on the light ("Yite!") and holding a hand ("'and") on the way. Not forgetting, of course, the snack ("Nack!) for later. We then turn on the blessed boob tube and drown ourselves in the wonders of Clifford ("Bifford!") and Snook ("Nook!") and Elmo. A thankful mommy lays down on the futon and takes a snooze.

I find it surprising how athletic she is. And how fearless. That part worries me. She climbs the open-rung ladder to the highest slide at the park then proceeds to decend it face-first into the bark below. Undaunted, she picks herself up and does it again. Any person met at the park or store is an immediate friend and she'll walk off after them. Yikes!! At the pool, she'll sit on the edge and plops right in, regardless of the depth. I'm glad she's so confident but I sure have to keep a close watch on her!

I picked her up from my G'ma's house the other day after a doctor's appointment. My heart just about stopped beating when Grandma calmly announced, "We have had a very exciting morning." What had happened?? A thousand accidents flashed through my mind in a nanosecond. Grandma proceeded to explain, "We went outside to play and we saw and airplane AND a lawnmower!" *Mommy nearly faints with relief*

One of her favorite treats is being allowed to play with our cell-phones. As soon as she sees one lying around, it's "PONE!!!". Once opened and held to a small ear (after the key-lock is quickly set in place) the conversation begins. "'ello? hi. g'mama? hi Mama. Hi Daddy. Nallee mommy, daddy, pool. Bye-bye!" Lately I have been calling the REAL grandma and letting "Nallee" talk to her. "'ello? Mama!!! Ah-lah-loo-TOOO! (I love you too). Nap. Nilk. (All the most important subjects covered.) BYE!!!"

Well, even as I write this a small munchkin is being prepared for bed. "Bath! Duckies! Bye-bye bath. Bye-bye duckies... Potty-keet (potty treat)! Popper! Goggies-popper. Nilk. Nats. Nigh-Night." I'd better go as it is time to pray, to lay hands on this precious child that God has given me, to bless her and turn on the CD of lullabies she loves best. To extend that prayer late into the night...that God would grant me wisdom to care for this precious little life and that He would bless her with health, sweet spirits and an early love for Jesus. Good night, little Buglet!

Thursday, September 7, 2006

Sweet and Sour

Pregnancy.... good...bad...

I just found out I have gestational diabetes. I told myself I wouldn't care if the test turned out that way, but I do. I care a lot. I worry that Baby Seth won't be healthy as a result. It sounds like the education and classes I have to take are going to be a pain as far as finding babysitting for my kiddo etc.

I wish everyone could just leave me alone and let me sleep. I am tired of my body hurting. I'm tired of trying to find something for my demanding child to do. I dread the next two months. Mom and Matt are gone for 11 hours every day. The evening seems so short to see him. I miss him. When he is here, he's usually taking care of Buglet or doing chores. Don't get me wrong. I'm grateful and they need to be done, but I'm so lonesome I think I could just curl up and die.

I don't know when I have ever felt so miserable. Is life just one series of miseries after another?

Friday, September 1, 2006

This is really hard

This pregnancy has been harder than I ever imagined it could be. I spend most of my day either in bed (when Buglet is sleeping) or on a futon on the floor (when she is awake).

The thing keeping me sane is Cubis:

Daddy's Girl

Every day after work, Hubby would rush home (as quickly as you can with an hour commute) and tazke Curly somewhere so I could sleep. I still felt nauseous all day, wasn't sleeping at night, and was miserable trying to watch Curly during the day.

Saturday, August 5, 2006


Eric and Katy's wedding was about the only time I got out all summer. Hubby was Best Man, and I sewed a maternity formal to wear to the wedding. I was tired, but it felt so good to be out of my house and out of my bed.

Thursday, August 3, 2006

Maternity Formal

Our friends, E & k are getting married in a few weeks and my Hubby is to be Best Man. I have nothing to wear, however, being as I'm 6 months pregnant. So I plan to sew a maternity formal and design it myself.

Edited: Here is a picture of the dress at their wedding. I love how it turned out!

Tuesday, August 1, 2006

Sick Mommy, Busy Curly

This summer has been day after day of bed rest, trying to keep Curly out of too much trouble, and feeling really, really sick.

Monday, July 31, 2006

Saturday, July 22, 2006


Summer trip down to Oregon. Miserable for me. I was still so tired and so sick. But Daddy and Curly had fun, and Grandpa Bill took Curly for a ride on his horse.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Getting Big

Although I haven't gained as much weight with this pregnancy, I feel bigger than I remember feeling the first time. Mostly I feel exhausted. I am so tired of sitting around the house in my pajamas but it is so much work to get dressed and it is so hot down here in the Valley.

Saturday, July 15, 2006