Monday, October 7, 2013

Samuel

8 lbs. 6 oz; 20 inches

I'm kind of hoping I'll get back into the habit of blogging.  If I don't get to birthdays or family reunions, at least I'm blogging about the birth of my fourth child, Samuel.   No nickname has stuck yet...besides "baby."  Esther calls him baby friend.



He's two weeks old!  I feel like he and I are winning the battle.  Battle against what?  I don't know exactly...nursing...the craziness of having a newborn.  We are winning, though, whatever it is. 

I ended up getting an induction.  Who would have thought!?  I'd been dilated to a four or close to a four for at least three weeks.  When I checked into the hospital, I had finally reached five cm.   They broke my water at 1:40 in the afternoon.  Samuel came two hours later.  Nothing to it.  It was far from a comfortable experience.  It hurt worse than a paper cut in lemon juice, but...nothing to it. 

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Caleb's Birthday

Happy Brithday, Caleb! I've having blog formatting difficulties. I think if I knew HTML or had a little more time to figure things out I would, but... Happy Birthday, Caleb! Caleb likes all things Batman, race cars, Thomas the tank engine, animals, dinosours...It's hard to tell what things he genuinely likes or just likes to like because Josh likes those things. Caleb definitely loves Batman, though. Hence the pajama pants and cake. The bottom of the cake pays homage to Superman, though, at Caleb's request.  I know the bat symbol is never blue, but I had a momentary brain lapse.  Caleb never said anything, though.  Perhaps he didn't notice.  He loved the cake.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

December 2012

 December is a fun and wild month for us.  It would have been wilder, but the flu swept through our house.  We needed to cancel and miss activities and stop working on projects that I had planned on doing...perhaps a blessing in disguise.

What was important?  Josh had a happy birthday.  He spent the morning before school digging up a dinosaur fossil, a present he got from Grandma Wright.  He enjoyed his other presents as well and most especially putting dinosaurs on his birthday cake.
 We had a wonderful Christmas.  We spent Christmas Eve at Nana's house making a play, eating Mexican red and green enchiladas, and participating in a Christmas talent show and program.  Joshua played "Jingle Bells" on the piano, Caleb sang a joy school Christmas song, Aunt Heather and I sang "Once in Royal David's City" while Uncle Allen's was on the guitar, Cousin Harlow sang "Hark the Harold Angels Sing," Uncle Ian sang "The First Noel," Nate showed everyone how to properly pick up an object without herniating a disk (like he did a year ago that very night), Grandpa Gibby lead everyone in "Il ai nai," a French carol, Nana sang the Nativity song, and Rebekah played, "the Christmas Song."  Nana had us sing other Christmas songs, and Grandpa Gibby finished up with Luke II.

Christmas morning was fun especially watching the boys and Esther open up the gifts they gave each other.  In the below picture, Caleb is holding his present from Esther, a sperm whale.
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The boys and Esther are holding Umbrellas from Grandma Wright.
Boxing Day brought tons of snow.
With Dad's and Uncle Ian's help, the boys built a snow man, something we haven't been able to do yet in Ohio.  There wasn't enough snow last year.
We definitely had a wonderful Christmas.  We're grateful that Uncle Ian could join us.  Esther thought she saw Uncle Ian, who really is in Utah, in sacrament meeting today and was pointing and calling out his name until I stepped out of the chapel. 
I personally gained a stronger testimony of Jesus Christ and the atonement's role in my life.  There would be no hope without the atonement of Jesus Christ.  His is most definitely the Prince of Peace. 

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Kindergarten Thanksgiving Program

Josh is in the middle wearing a red sweater with blue stripes.

Before stepping up on the risers, each child said something they were thankful for in the microphone.

Child 1: I'm thankful for my family.
Child 2: I'm thankful for my family.
...
Child 10: I'm thankful for my country.
Child 11: I'm thankful for God.
Child 12: I'm thankful for Thanksgiving.
...
Child 17: I'm thankful for Miss Lenegar. (the child's teacher)
...
Child 20: I'm thankful for my family.
Child 21: I'm thankful for my brother.
Joshua: I'm thankful for hot dogs.

The room exploded into laughter.  Poor Josh looked over the crowed wondering why everyone was laughing.  He was dead serious.  His birthday is coming up, and he's been thinking about it a lot.  Plus, the idea of eating what you want on your birthday is important to him.  What does he want?  Hot Dogs.  He's brought it up at about every dinner time.

The rest of the children were thankful for families, God, parents, siblings, teachers, schools, etc.  A few of the memorable ones include: rock and roll, pizza, hot dogs (again), and cheese.  They all were said after Josh's turn and didn't get as big of a response .

 We'd gotten there a little bit late.  I was grateful there was a few seats left even though they were in the back.  My zoom didn't work the greatest that far away, though.

Next time, I'll remember to tell him to stand a little straighter, but he was ready to get out of there.  Overall it was fun.  In the car, after Josh said he hadn't wanted people to laugh at him, I explained that the people thought his response was fun and different.  I forgot to mention that no one was expecting anyone to say that.  He then wished he said astronauts.  Thinking he was trying to be silly, I told him I didn't think that was a good idea.  "But," he said with a slight whine in his voice.  "Astronauts are better than hot dogs."

"Oh," I said realizing he was dead serious.  "Aren't you thankful for your family?"

Silence. 

I told him he didn't need to answer that.  It's not that he doesn't love his family.  He does.  I just think we need to have an FHE lesson on Thanksgiving.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Ward Halloween Party

I don't know about you guys, but I felt a huge burden lift after our ward Halloween party Friday night.  Costumes were finally finished, and the children liked them...for the most part.  Unfortunately, Josh's costume fit him a little too well.  I don't know how much longer he can comfortably wear the costume if I don't cut it in half, add a few inches, and sew it back together.  I'd like the costume to double as pajamas this winter. 
 Caleb's and Esther's Batman and Robin costumes turn out well.  I copied the idea from my mother-in-law's superman and spider-man costumes she'd made just about 30 years ago.  The chest part and cape are connected by velcro, and a belt sewn onto the chest part is velcroed around the waist.  I worried that having an easily removeable costume wasn't good for an 18 month old, but it proved not to be a problem.  Esther wore it the rest of the night and made me wish I'd actually tried to have her wear a mask.  Oh well.

The trickiest part of the whole night was trying to get Caleb to wear black pants.  "Batman doesn't wear pants," he'd say.  Caleb was right.  Batman (Adam West) doesn't wear any pants.  After a few melt downs and a time out to recover from the melt downs, Caleb felt a little better about wearing pants instead of shorts.  I probably would have let him wear shorts if a cold front hadn't come threw even if his idea of a good pair of shorts to wear with a batman costume was his red Lightning McQween shorts.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

My attempt to voice my opinion of a controversial issue


Recently, I read a thoughtful blog post on mormonmonnywriters.blogspot.com about the Relief Society General  broadcast.  The post was entitled “In case you thought Mormons were sexist.”
Based on the title alone, the author was asking for trouble…in my humble opinion.  Perhaps she didn’t know her blog’s readers as well as she thought she did.  Perhaps she didn’t know the 3,000 hits wouldn't all agree with her.  After 64 interesting comments, she closed the comments section for that post saying… “While I appreciate many of you who have been able to respectfully share your differing views and contribute to the discussion, the post was intended as an uplifting and positive message, not as an invitation for contention.  Mormon Mommy Writers is not a battleground…”
The person called “Anonymous”  in comment #3 or #5, depending how you count, wrote “It does not matter how well the men in the church treat the women, the point it that the men are in charge and that is the problem.  There is no equality unless women are capable of holding the same leadership positions as men.  It’s okay for women to be okay with the arrangement, and to say they don’t want the top leadership positions anyway, which is often heard from Mormon women.  But this is not equality.”  The anonymous comment ends with “Just because you don’t mind being second class citizens, or don’t feel that you are treated as second class citizens by the first class citizens, does not mean that you are not, in fact, second class citizens.”
The farther you read in the comments the more interesting they get.  You also don’t need to read them all to know how ugly they’d get.  I think I stopped around comment 20.
In the eyes of the world we are unequal.  I think it’s rather harsh and rude to call it sexist, but women do not hold high offices in our church.  I believe by definition that is unequal.  Many women are qualified to hold such offices, but will never be called to hold the keys because they are women.
Through the eyes of the church, we have different roles.  Men hold the priesthood and are to ”preside over their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their families” while women “are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children.  In these sacred responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one another as equal partners. ”
So…that’s it?  The only responsibility we have that distinguishes ourselves from men is that we nurture children.  Huh.  That doesn’t seem like much.
Now that I’m in the full motherhood mode, however, I feel like, in order to be a successful homemaker, a mother needs the same skills one needs to run a small country. 
But still…motherhood.  That’s it.  That’s all that makes or breaks the success of a woman in the eyes of God. 
Well, there are the other things.  Faith, Baptism, Repentance, listening and acting on the promptings of the Spirit, keeping the commandments, temple service, enduring to the end…but all those things are what the men are expected to keep up with as well.
The men have the priesthood, the power to act in God’s name, and we have motherhood…the power to bare and nurture children.  Hmmm.
Let’s say that the different roles, which God has set up, really are equal.  What would that mean?
For those of us that see the different roles as unequal, we most likely don’t fully understand the importance of motherhood.  We’ve been told that motherhood is a divine calling.  Motherhood is next to Godliness.  I think that we do have a divine role as mothers.  I’m sure I don’t fully understand the importance of motherhood, but as I continue to try to be the best mother I can be, following the teachings of Christ, the scriptures, and the latter-day prophets, I think I might get a glimpse of its importance.
On the other hand…
Let’s say that God gave the women and men different roles that He knew were unequal.  What would that mean?
For those of us that have difficulty working with a presiding priesthood leader that’s not as qualified to fulfill his calling as we are or another woman we know, we must understand that there is no obvious answer why the inequality exists and rely on our faith to help us endure to the end.  After the trial of our faith with much study, prayer, and fasting, we may see line upon line why we have the duties we have and why men have theirs.
Or God’s a respecter of persons, and we are second class citizens in the sight of God. 
Or the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is not true. 
Or there is no God. 
But there is a God.  The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saint is true, and I believe in the scriptures that tell us that God is not a respecter of persons.  We’re all equally loved in the eyes of God.  Does that resolve the issue of whether or not there is inequality in our church?  No.  Not at all.   
I didn’t even touch on women who don’t have children.
Yet, I do know the basic fundimentals of the Gospel of Jesus Christ are true.  I know that Thomas S. Monson is the prophet who leads the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints under the direction of Jesus Christ.  The Book of Mormon is true.  I believe that Heavenly Father wants me at this time of my life to be a mother, and the best mother I can be.  Motherhood is my greatest responsibility.
With this testimony, my faith keeps me going, keeps me trying to be “a doer of the word and not a hearer only.”  The more I've tried to live "the faith" the happier I've been.
I know that God lives.  Jesus is the Christ.
Amen.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Happy October!

This might be a yearly post.  Esther wasn't in it last year, though.  I think she might have been taking a nap.  This year she's right in the middle of the fun.
 What did your kids do during general conference?
I'd like to say they listened to every word, but...

Josh perked up when Elder Cook talked about Eric Little on Saturday.  Well, we pointed out to Josh that Elder Cook was talking about one of the fast runner in "Chariots of Fire."  Then he perked up and listened.  Josh couldn't wait to tell his Grandparents that Eric Little was blessed because he chose not to run on Sunday.