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Random Friday Post (of prenatals, Jacobisms, and such)

Yesterday I had my first prenatal appt. I had an ultrasound done a couple weeks ago to figure out my due date, but this was the first prenatal. We had hoped to get some heart tones, but baby was hiding, so next time for sure. I am going to the same midwife (whom I love) that I have with the last four pregnancies, so this will be baby number five in our family with her. Elizabeth was the only one not born with her – we were living in Utah when she was born.

We are planning on going to her birth center again – Andaluz. Though we loved having a homebirth, we decided that with lots of kids its easier to call someone to come to the house to watch them while we got to the birth center than it is to farm all the kids out. We love the birth center – its beautiful and homey. I’ll do a waterbirth again – I do so love waterbirths.

I don’t have the same worries I did when I was expecting James – now having a healthy child after our heart child, the paranoia and worry is lessened some, though we will still definitely do the 20 week ultrasound clear doubts.

So far things are going well – I am 11 weeks on Sat and finally starting to feel more human – though today I was hit with a lovely migraine which brought on the queasiness and exhaustion again.

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I mentioned on Facebook that Paul and I joined a community band. We are having so much fun. We met first the first time in band at Ricks College in January of 1996 – so it is fun playing together again. My old highschool band director is our conductor now which makes it extra fun. The band is really quite good, especially for a community band, and we are playing some really cool music. Our first concert is next Sat. where we are playing in an adult community band festival hosted in Hillsboro. It feels so good to be playing the horn again. Man, I love that instrument!

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Jacob has been so excited that his cousin, John (my oldest nephew on my side of the family), has recently left for his mission. He is headed to Brazil, but for now is in the Missionary Training Center in Provo waiting for his visa and things like that. Jacob constantly talks about “My cousin John on a mission” and prays for him all the time. He also talks about grandma and grandpa on a mission a lot too. A couple weeks ago he walks up to Paul first thing in the morning and says, “You have to tell mom right now that I am going on a mission TOMORROW when I’m all grown up!”

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The other night we were gathered around the table for dinner. We always say a blessing on the food, and as the head of our home Paul always invites someone to say the prayer. (We work together as equals, but I also believe that Dad has certain special responsibilities just like Mom does, and that’s one of them 😀 ) Paul asked James to pray and Jacob got really upset. At first we thought he was upset because he wanted to pray. We tried to soothe him, saying he could say the family prayer before we went to bed.

He scowled at us. “No. I choose.”

Paul and I exchanged looks and raised eyebrows as we launched into a gentle explanation. “It’s Dad’s responsibility to choose. He is the head of our home and he has the priesthood.”

“I can choose too.”

“Not yet, when you are older and you have the priesthood then you can choose when daddy is not home.”

“No. I choose now. I have priesthood too.”

“Ummm. Honey, no you haven’t recieved it yet. Now, when you turn twelve-”

Jacob crossed his arms across his chest in defiance. “I have too. I go to priestschool!”

Paul and I just about fell out of our chairs laughing. We managed to smooth the laughter away in order to correct him. “No honey, you go to PRE school. You can’t recieve the priesthood from a school.”

He decided to believe us after that, but Paul and I snickered our way through the rest of dinner.

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Busy, Busy, Busy – A Random Tuesday Post (because Friday is so far away)

I keep meaning to write and I keep getting swept away in the hectic fun of summer.  I had a prenatal back on the 5th of July – we figured I was about 14 weeks at that point.  Everything went great, but the only problem was that try as she might my midwife could not track down a heart beat.  Before Jacob I would have shrugged and said “we’ll get it next time” but with paranoia attacking me, and with the extra excuse of wanting to be sure of the due date (my due dates have a way of never being what we think they are), we opted for an ultrasound.  So in we went on Sat. the 7th for an ultrasound.  Baby is in fact in there. 🙂 We heard that glorious little heart beating away and got to watch the little tyke wiggling and kicking around like a regular squirmy fishy.  So, with all the fun of seeing thing #5 and hearing the heart beat, I am now at ease (at least somewhat anyway) until the ultrasound at 20 weeks where we will check for defects and the like.  My due date is officially Jan. 3, 2008, so I am 16 weeks this week.

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After the children’s great success with the lemonade stand they decided they wanted to do it again last week, only this time they wanted to donate the proceeds to the Children’s Heart Foundation. So work they did – Tuesday through Friday, Friday they actually put in an 11 hour day, I was rather amazed.  By the end of the week those kids had made over $65! We took some out for tithing and expenses to go back to the kids, and had $50 to donate to the Children’s Heart Foundation. (I’ll have more pictures later – we’ll being doing the lemonade stand more in August and then I will get photos of all the kids 🙂 )

Lemonade With Heart

Liz Selling Lemonade

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Saturday was the Children Heart Foundation Oregon Chapter’s annual Lionheart Festival and Paul and I were volunteering again.  The kids dumped all their change and money from the lemonade stand and proudly handed it off to a very surprised and elated president of the chapter.  They were even officially recognized during one of the speeches, which thrilled the kids to no end.  We, of course, had a marvelous time volunteering, chatting with other heart parents, and playing to our heart’s delight.  I even got a charming cariacature of adorable Jacob done by an artist volunteering her time and work.  It was also neat to see how the art project turned out, and we now have a poster with Jacob’s artwork on it. 

Lion Heart Festival

(All the yellow shirts are kids, and adults, who have a CHD)

Jacob with his lion's tail

Lion Heart Art Project

(Jacob’s heart that he painted is in the one in the bottom lefthand corner)

Here are a couple of pictures of Jacob at the Lion Heart Art Project:

Lion Heart Festival Art Project 4

Lion Heart Festival Art Project 1

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After church Sunday I needed to get a couple of quick things done, and Paul was in a meeting. I kept a tight hold on Jacob and asked the girls to “Please wait quietly and patiently against the wall, I should just be a minute.” Yeah right. I really only did take a minute, but the girls did not wait peacefully and quietly. They were sprawled on the floor on top of each other – noisily. There was another ward (congregation) in session (the chapel of course was closed, but sound does carry, even through heavy wood doors). As I scolded the girls for not listening and disrupting the other ward’s meeting I didn’t realized that I had let Jacob’s hand go as I helped the girls stand up. With horror it suddenly dawned on me that Jacob was not anywhere near me. I looked across the foyer, just in time to see Jacob quietly slipping into the chapel. With a sigh of, “what could possibly happen next”, I sprinted across the foyer and whipped the door open, snatching for that rascally arm, but to no avail. Jacob raced along the back row. The chapel was uncommonely quiet (where are all their kids???) as Jacob drowned the lone speaker out with his calls for, “Dadda”, “Dadda!”, “Dadda?” as he ran up to our usual bench. With confusion he looked at the stranger sitting there. So, he headed for the sacrament table, after all, Dad was sometimes up there, but then hesitated as he saw no one. That hesitation gave me my last scrape of luck as my hand shot out and snatched the back of his shirt collar. Mid horrendous embarassment and humiliation I scooped up the squirelly thing 🙂 and marched myself back down the aisle, across the back and out the door. There were many amused smiles and chuckling eyes, this was, after all, the ward I had grown up in. (Then I went home and cried – don’t you love those pregnant emotions?)

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Daddy, Throw Me In!

In our church, children are baptized by immersion (submersed completely below the water), at the age of 8 years, when they know right from wrong, and can remember the special day.  Elizabeth is fast approaching her 8th birthday and is becoming quite excited about the upcoming event.  One of her friends was baptized two Sundays ago and we took our family to attend. 

On our way home she was excitedly discussing who she wanted to baptize her, Daddy or Grandpa.  Finally when Elizabeth managed to pause for a breath, Emily piped up with her opinion of how she would want her baptism to be:

“When it comes time for me to swim, I want Daddy to throw me in!”

Paul and I dissolved into giggles (and no more serious discussion could take place after that).  heh 🙂

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Who are you named after?

I was teaching Dorothy’s Sunday school class yesterday – a batch of 5 year olds -7 of them actually, and we were learning about not taking the Lord’s name in vain. In an effort to stress the point that our names are special I explained that their Mom and Dad chose special names when they were born and some of them might be named after someone that meant a lot to their parents. I used Dorothy as an example explaining that she was named after her Grandma (my mom). I asked the other kids if any of them were named after someone special. I immediately got hands in the air and lots of answers.

“I was named after my big sister Reagan and Sydney, and after my mom and my dad.”

“I was named after my big brother.”

“I was named after my 3 brothers and sister”.

“My little sister was named after me!”

I ended up getting a family history from almost every child as they listed everyone born before them that they came “after”. I think I hid behind my manual, I was laughing so hard. I just love kids . . .

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