Thursday, September 18, 2014

Life with kids Entry #7

Life with kids Entry #7:

Let's face it, life as a stay at home mom is not the easy relaxed job some think of. It's busy, there is always something going on. Today was no exception, in fact I have more than normal on my plate with yard sale set up. 


Then little Lucy out of nowhere started gagging so hard she could barely breath (darn you reflux!). Her beautiful (at least for now praying they stay) blue eyes wide with terror. I've now spent two hours comforting and loving on this little miracle. Sure that means two hours of work that did not happen, but really, she's worth it.




Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Life with kids Entry #6

Life with kids entry number six:

I'm exhausted. The kind of exhausted where I'm thankful my husband is driving and all I want to do is zone in quiet because it hurts to be conscience and I still have to go home and help put five kids to bed then nurse the baby to sleep and pray she sleeps because she's sleeping in the car. Yes, that kind of tired. Then this happens.


Naomi: Mommy?

Me: *trying not to allow my voice to show the annoyance I'm ashamed I feel* What Naomi?

Naomi: *garbled and indecipherable*

Me: What Naomi? I can't hear you.

Naomi: *yelling* What's the blue minivan called?

Me: *thinking seriously kid, you are pulling that out of nowhere almost three months after we sold it?!* I don't remember Nae-Nae.

Naomi: But what it's called?!

Me: Petunia.


That, by the way, is a lie. That was the tan van's name. Sometimes, it's worth it for quiet.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Sonlight series, entry 2

This post is rather past due, but here it is!

My very first thought when I opened the box from Sonlight was "this is a lot of books". It was a tad overwhelming. 

The even more overwhelming part came when I looked at the teacher guides. You have to put them in the binder yourself (unless you pay $30 for them to do it for you), and I had a moment of anxiety. I went to the Sonlight website and ultimately found a video that explains how to put them together. Very helpful!

It took me about an hour to put the binders together. I decided to put all four of my kids stuff together so I would not be switching from binder to binder, and I had to use two binders to fit it all. Not so bad, and I love how easy they make everything, the guides are awesome!

It took a while to separate all the books between core, 3rd grade readers, and 1st grade readers. There IS a page in each teacher manual that shows the books and even what week you start using them, but it took me a bit to find it.

Overall, it was pretty intimidating opening the box, but it was also very exciting! I really enjoyed looking through all the awesome books, and it definitely had me very excited to start school.

Life with kids entry #5

In the same breath, in true run on sentence form: "Elli get your fingers out of your mouth Tobiah get your finger out of your nose!"

That's what happened when I looked in my rear view mirror. Sigh.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

The birth of Lucile Abigail

Our little Lucy Lue is five weeks old today, so I thought I should finally get around to writing my birth story.

For about a week and a half leading up to her birth, I had contractions that would stay consistent for hours, but never develop past uncomfortable. One week before her birth I realized, very much to my dismay, that she was transverse. Her head was ever so slightly lower than her tush, but she was very much transverse. With my due date approaching, I kind of last it at that point. The same thing happened with Naomi and her version was successful, but I had been told before had it had less than a 50/50 chance with me being 39 weeks pregnant. It was also the most painful thing I've ever been through. So I just lost it. I texted my midwife asking her to come in the morning and check her position so we could figure out what to do.

Shortly after that text, there were some big painful movements, and I was fairly confident that she was finally truly head down. The next morning Terah confirmed that, and said that her head was very low, far lower than she had been previously. I finally felt better, felt like things were going to happen, and I was happy. That was Friday, the following Monday the contractions started again, for hours each day. I texted Terah each time they were consistent for more than three hours, which i believe was twice. Tuesday Rich decided he was done working until she came, and started his leave. We spent the day running errands, and ended up going to the missional community group we used to attend just to see everybody. I left that knowing I was in early labor. When I got home, I saw a "birth bound" status from Terah, so I decided I needed to sleep anyway, took some Benadryl to stop the contractions, and went to sleep. I woke up the next morning knowing it was "the day", and sent Terah a message saying I was in early labor for sure and would let her know when things started to progress.

The day went on without a lot of change. Contractions just would not stay 100% regular, but I could tell they were leading to something. I had a feeling that as soon as we got the kids in bed, things would pick up, and they did. Only they darn contractions still would not get regular. I finally decided I was done a little past 11:00pm and tried to get comfortable in bed. I kept turning from side to side, but just could not get comfortable to save my life, then about 11:30pm she kicked very hard and I felt three pops right in a row, and it actually hurt a little. It took a minute for it to sink in, but I realized my water had broken. I actually panicked a little bit, I guess because it was a new experience (my water has never broken like that, it's always been right before birth or not at all in Jeanette's case). I told Rich to call Terah and went in the bathroom to sit on the toilet while I figured out where I could be since every time I moved I gushed fluids. Then the contractions started. They were the really intense ones right away, which was hard to deal with since there had been no real lead up. Terah got here about ten minutes later, and about that time Rich finished covering my chair I bought to labor in last time in disposable changing pads my friend had happened to I give us. Rich had already blown up my pool, but had not filled it, so Terah suggested we work on filling it. Silly Rich decided it would be a good idea to fill the pool with the outside hose, thrown up onto the deck and brought in through the slider. Never do this.

About the time that he was working on that the student midwife arrived. We spent the next hour and a half or so with my laboring in my chair while Rich worked on boiling pot after pot of water to try and heat the ice cold water he had filled my pool with. Around 1:45am I really wanted in the pool, so I got in while it was still luke warm, and it was such a relief! Rich brought a couple more pots of hot water up, then I started feeling the urge to push so I had him go and get the kids. They came in, and then of course I couldn't decide if I really needed to push or not, so after a couple minutes I asked them if they wanted to watch a movie downstairs for a bit. Elli, Tobiah, and Ruth all jumped at the idea, but sweet Naomi would have nothing to do with it. After a few more contractions of me trying to decide if i was as ready to push, it was undeniable, and I have to say, I don't think I've ever pushed quite that hard. At the beginning of the contraction I started pushing on, I screamed for Rich to get the kids, and on the first push her head was out, and then the kids came in as I pushed a second time, and walked in right as their little sister was born. Yes, that's right, I pushed twice.

Lucile Abigail was born at home in the water at 2:17am July 24th, 2014. On her due date. :) She weighed 8lbs 4oz and was 21.75in long.

I bled heavily, so they had me get out of the water pretty quickly. A few minutes later they had me deliver the placenta so they could determine where the bleeding was coming from, and then they had Tobiah cut the cord. He had a little trouble so Rich ended up helping, but he has since proudly told more than a couple people that he cut her cord.

From the very beginning she was a champ of a nurser, and after five not so great and flat out bad nursers, it has been such a blessing. She did get formula a couple times so I could sleep in the first few days, but it was far less than the others had, and really only because I desperately needed some sleep. 

We have all been very blessed by the sweet addition of this amazing little girl. She is a smiley little girl that fills our house with happiness. It did take Jeanette a while to warm up to her, but even she just adores "her baby". There was a point in the beginning where she refused to look at me because I was holding her, which just makes me laugh since that is how she treats her therapist most weeks for the first little bit. She looks at the floor and will glare at you out of the corner of her eye every once in a while to check on you. I am thankful it was short lived, though, and that now she loves on her every chance she gets.



And one from today

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Triumph in the midst of the storm

Last night Tobiah was having a really hard time. I think he was over tired and his blood sugar may have been off a bit, but he had been told he needed to clean his room before he could come out after Rich got home. This escalated to one of the huge screaming, kicking, banging, throwing things tantrums, so we calmly went about it in our normal way, taking a stuffy away every time we had to remind him not to stomp, kick the wall, or throw things, talking to him calmly, reminding him to take deep breaths, and so on. After about 30 minutes, he was FINALLY mostly calm and doing an amazing job cleaning his room. Then Elli came along... She very meanly and snottily said "we're having applesauce", just to be a jerk to him and upset him. I have to say though, Tobiah shocked me. He paused for a second, then said (granted in an equally snotty tone) "well I can have some when I am done, and I'm almost done anyway!" When questioned exactly what had been said to him (I only heard his response, but given what he said and how he said it I am certain he was being truthful), he also said that what Elli had said had really upset him and made him angry.


I am flat out amazed with my son. This is my boy who has a hard time regulating emotions, and often has a hard time expressing himself. He was only maybe 20 minutes out from one of his all out huge, out of control, not coping at all tantrums, but he did not take Elli's bate and get all worked up again. He kept calm, held onto the knowledge that if he did what he was supposed to he would get his applesauce like the girls had, and told Elli off. He handled it better than I've ever seen him handle a hard situation like that. I'm so impressed, so proud, and so amazed. I'm also full of hope that we are getting somewhere, and now have something big to remember in the midst of his tantrums. My boy will overcome, he will learn to cope with emotions, and he will succeed in life.


For the record, Elli got in a good amount of trouble for antagonizing her little brother and for the next week will be learning about serving others through cleaning his room for him daily. Hopefully she will not only think twice before being mean again, but will learn something about what it means to serve and love our brothers and sisters instead of leading them to stumble and sin.

Friday, July 4, 2014

Life with autism is...

...letting your child come in the bathroom, when you just got woken up by a loud firework, are having contractions, and really just want SPACE, and letting her sing you the ABCs, because she wants to "show you something", and letting her get closer and closer to you as she sings until she is almost touching you (remember you're still on the toilet), and then excitedly telling her how amazing she did when she is done, because, well, you love her, and these silly moments are what make her so amazing and special. And the part that is truly life with autism? You don't have to fake it. You truly do love it. You live for these special times with your child, you focus on them when she is staring at you blankly not recognizing what is going on because she's just too overwhelmed. You hold them in your heart when she is screaming because her favorite dress is dirty and she just cannot wear it for another day. You store them up for all the times it hurts, it is hard, and it is scary, because it reminds you that while autism brings many challenges, it brings more beauty.