My dear cousin, Mandy posted this on her blog. Motherhood: An Eternal Partnership with God It's a wonderful message from Jeffrey R. Holland. How appropriate for all of us mothers that struggle day to day with our children. Each give us something different to stress over. Babies frustrate their parents because they don't know why the baby is crying sometimes. Toddlers throw tantrums demanding whatever they want. Teens are similar, although they've graduated from tantrums to sulking and/or stomping off to their bedrooms and slamming doors.
My baby has been ill with a virus. The pediatrician even mentioned Rotavirus since she was losing lots of fluids from both ends. Luckily she wasn't dehydrated and is already starting to feel better. Matt was bitten by ants and his feet were swelling up like balloons, so that was worrisome as well. But I think my greatest stress was telling my oldest that Joe had been offered a job in Arizona that we're considering.
The job doesn't really pay any more than what he's making, but we'd be closer to family. That's a big plus. The down side is that it is a six month contract-to-hire, and Joe's afraid of being burned. He had one of those with FedEx years ago and was told that was how FedEx hired. He got into the position and then was told that the hiring wasn't a guarantee. He stressed so much over that nine years ago. We were fortunate, though, and FedEx did hire him when the contract company was ready to cut his pay due to FedEx being unwilling to pay the company as much for contractors. Joe said he couldn't do that and was going to look elsewhere, so FedEx hired him even during a hiring freeze. He doesn't want to go through that process again.
Yesterday he called the church offices since he interviewed with them a few weeks ago. Tuesday he should know more about what the status is for that position. He'd rather get the job in Utah, but we'd only be two hours form his sister in Arizona, so that's a positive aspect. Now it's lots of prayer and soul searching and doing number crunching to see if this move is going to be financially possible. Joe keeps saying that it's going to be hard and I keep thinking of the saying "I never said it would be easy, only that it would be worth it."
Hopefully whatever job he gets will be worth the long wait and the various stresses that we've had in the job search. We're flabergasted that he was offered this position without even an interview and that the government told the contracting company they wanted Joe in the position two hours after getting his paperwork. Apparently it generally takes days or even weeks for them to get an answer. I talked to my mom on the phone the other day and she said that maybe somebody received inspiration that Joe was to get the job and never felt the need to interview because of it. It sounds like that may be the case. Now if Joe can decide what the Lord is telling him to do.
Me, I feel another move coming on and am starting to organize the house and get things ready for Goodwill. I had considered a yard sale but decided that I don't have the energy to sit in the 100 degree heat and humidity all day trying to get rid of stuff. Besides that, the tax write off for the charitable contribution could be worth more than the money I might be able to make selling our old stuff in a yard sale or through eBay. Now if I could just convince the kids that getting rid of more of their toys is a GOOD thing... I may just have to endure the tears and chalk it up to one of those trying days that Elder Holland spoke of...
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Saturday, June 19, 2010
Travis Poll
What Is This Thing That Men Call Death
What is this thing that men call death,
This quiet passing in the night?
'Tis not the end but a genesis
Of better worlds and greater light.
O God, touch Thou my aching heart
And clam my troubled, haunting fears.
Let hope and faith, transcendent, pure,
Give strength and peace beyond my tears.
There is no death, but only change,
With recompense for vict'ry won.
The gift of Him who loved all men,
The Son of God, the Holy One.
- by Gordon B. Hinkley
President Hinkley wrote this poem, but nobody seems to know when. I imagine it may have been around the time of his dear wife's death. I started thinking about it last night after learning of my cousin Mandy's husband's passing. Many will say he lost the battle against cancer, but I know that Christ has already won the war against death. There is eternal life, and Travis has merely moved on to that realm. How wonderful for him to be back with our Heavenly Father!
Apparently today would have been his 36th birthday. He received the great gift of being freed from his pain and suffering. Although I know that he would love to continue to be with his Mandy and four children, I also know that he will continue to be there for them in spirit.
How wonderful it is to have the gospel and the knowledge that our loved ones live on after leaving this life! I know that Mandy is sorrowful and missing her eternal companion, and my heart aches for her. It still aches missing my father that passed away seven months ago. Although my father and now Travis have left the family here, I know that they will continue to grant us peace and comfort in their absence.
My mother recently took a trip where she came by here to see her newest grandchild, then traveled to Nauvoo, Independence, and Adam-Ondi-Ahman before going to Utah with her friend Shaaron Seaich. While in Adam-Ondi-Ahman, she says that she sensed my father's presence. I remember her saying that she felt it often after my dad died. I pray that Mandy will be able to feel Travis with her.
I'm sure that Travis would be saying the line from one of President Hinkley's favorite hymns, "God be with you 'till we meet again."
What is this thing that men call death,
This quiet passing in the night?
'Tis not the end but a genesis
Of better worlds and greater light.
O God, touch Thou my aching heart
And clam my troubled, haunting fears.
Let hope and faith, transcendent, pure,
Give strength and peace beyond my tears.
There is no death, but only change,
With recompense for vict'ry won.
The gift of Him who loved all men,
The Son of God, the Holy One.
- by Gordon B. Hinkley
President Hinkley wrote this poem, but nobody seems to know when. I imagine it may have been around the time of his dear wife's death. I started thinking about it last night after learning of my cousin Mandy's husband's passing. Many will say he lost the battle against cancer, but I know that Christ has already won the war against death. There is eternal life, and Travis has merely moved on to that realm. How wonderful for him to be back with our Heavenly Father!
Apparently today would have been his 36th birthday. He received the great gift of being freed from his pain and suffering. Although I know that he would love to continue to be with his Mandy and four children, I also know that he will continue to be there for them in spirit.
How wonderful it is to have the gospel and the knowledge that our loved ones live on after leaving this life! I know that Mandy is sorrowful and missing her eternal companion, and my heart aches for her. It still aches missing my father that passed away seven months ago. Although my father and now Travis have left the family here, I know that they will continue to grant us peace and comfort in their absence.
My mother recently took a trip where she came by here to see her newest grandchild, then traveled to Nauvoo, Independence, and Adam-Ondi-Ahman before going to Utah with her friend Shaaron Seaich. While in Adam-Ondi-Ahman, she says that she sensed my father's presence. I remember her saying that she felt it often after my dad died. I pray that Mandy will be able to feel Travis with her.
I'm sure that Travis would be saying the line from one of President Hinkley's favorite hymns, "God be with you 'till we meet again."
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Hope - Always There
I can't help but think that Joe truly was inspired when he had a dream about naming our new daughter, Hope. My family, immediate and extended, has had many trials over the past few years. Some have been drawn out over a long period of time, and others were quick and unexpected. I feel that God wanted us to remember that we always have Hope - metaphorically and literally.
My cousin, Mandy, has been living through a difficult time since her husband has esophageal cancer. Travis has lived with this horrible illness for about two years now. Through it all, Mandy has blogged positively about her hopes for Travis and his beating the odds for this cancer. I admire her faith and strength in this trial. Her most recent post shows that she still hopes, although it be for Travis's peaceful passing rather than his being healed. She appears to accept that the Lord has other work for Travis, but relishes every day that God has given her and her four children with their dad. Her blog is a beautiful testimony for her friends and family to read since you can feel her faith in eternal life and forever families. She still has hope.
My mother has come to recognize some of the signs in people that they have before they pass on. She told me after my dad died, that he had appeared in a hurry to put things in order. He was stressing about a project that he was working on and trying to get it finished. His prayers had changed in their intensity and focus. Not that my dad knew he was going to die, consciously, anyway, but his spirit subconsciously let my dad know that his time was short.
Unfortunately, my mom senses the same spiritual urgency now in my grandfather. He had been worried about my grandmother and her falling. She fell a few times when I visited them in February. My mom asked how Grandma got up since she doesn't like Grandpa to help her, and we were told that he unrolled waxed paper and she used that to slide across the floor to the couch where she could pull herself up. In April, my grandparents moved into an assisted living unit. Since living there, Grandma hasn't been in the best of moods since she says it's dull and the nurses don't clean things well enough. (Not a surprise since Grandma likes things spotless...) Grandpa has more hope, though, that everything will be well for his wife when he passes. He's now having some health issues - although I don't know what they are exactly - and tells my mom that his time is short.
I think sometimes, that this family is in for a year of heart break and loss since we've already lost my dad and are facing the real possibilites that Travis and my grandfather will be passing on soon as well. It brings me to tears thinking of what my mom and aunts will go through when their father dies since I've already been there. I can't even imagine how Mandy will feel when Travis crosses the veil. The one thing I do know is that families are forever. I know my mother feels my dad's presence at times and his love for her. I have felt it for me too. Then I look at my children and realize that we have to keep hope alive. Our hopes for their futures. Our faith in God and that He knows what's best for us. I can set aside my worries about Joe getting another job and moving and just live each day for what it is, a gift from a loving Heavenly Father. Each of my children is another gift, and hopefully one day (in several years...) grandchildren will be another. Our hopes may change, but only God knows which of our hopes will come to fruition since all is in His hands. He knows what we need as His children. He gives us the strength to endure whatever trials we were willing to bear in this life.
I do have a new goal which I hope :-) I can keep - reading the Book of Mormon. I keep getting stuck in either Mosiah or Alma, but this time I've given myself a deadline of August 31st. Partly because there's a Facebook challenge to read the Doctrine & Covenants starting September 1st that I want to participate in. I'm hoping that I can find the energy to keep my eyes open enough to read about 10 pages per day until I finish because Hope will occassionally keep me up at night. She likes to eat. :-)
My cousin, Mandy, has been living through a difficult time since her husband has esophageal cancer. Travis has lived with this horrible illness for about two years now. Through it all, Mandy has blogged positively about her hopes for Travis and his beating the odds for this cancer. I admire her faith and strength in this trial. Her most recent post shows that she still hopes, although it be for Travis's peaceful passing rather than his being healed. She appears to accept that the Lord has other work for Travis, but relishes every day that God has given her and her four children with their dad. Her blog is a beautiful testimony for her friends and family to read since you can feel her faith in eternal life and forever families. She still has hope.
My mother has come to recognize some of the signs in people that they have before they pass on. She told me after my dad died, that he had appeared in a hurry to put things in order. He was stressing about a project that he was working on and trying to get it finished. His prayers had changed in their intensity and focus. Not that my dad knew he was going to die, consciously, anyway, but his spirit subconsciously let my dad know that his time was short.
Unfortunately, my mom senses the same spiritual urgency now in my grandfather. He had been worried about my grandmother and her falling. She fell a few times when I visited them in February. My mom asked how Grandma got up since she doesn't like Grandpa to help her, and we were told that he unrolled waxed paper and she used that to slide across the floor to the couch where she could pull herself up. In April, my grandparents moved into an assisted living unit. Since living there, Grandma hasn't been in the best of moods since she says it's dull and the nurses don't clean things well enough. (Not a surprise since Grandma likes things spotless...) Grandpa has more hope, though, that everything will be well for his wife when he passes. He's now having some health issues - although I don't know what they are exactly - and tells my mom that his time is short.
I think sometimes, that this family is in for a year of heart break and loss since we've already lost my dad and are facing the real possibilites that Travis and my grandfather will be passing on soon as well. It brings me to tears thinking of what my mom and aunts will go through when their father dies since I've already been there. I can't even imagine how Mandy will feel when Travis crosses the veil. The one thing I do know is that families are forever. I know my mother feels my dad's presence at times and his love for her. I have felt it for me too. Then I look at my children and realize that we have to keep hope alive. Our hopes for their futures. Our faith in God and that He knows what's best for us. I can set aside my worries about Joe getting another job and moving and just live each day for what it is, a gift from a loving Heavenly Father. Each of my children is another gift, and hopefully one day (in several years...) grandchildren will be another. Our hopes may change, but only God knows which of our hopes will come to fruition since all is in His hands. He knows what we need as His children. He gives us the strength to endure whatever trials we were willing to bear in this life.
I do have a new goal which I hope :-) I can keep - reading the Book of Mormon. I keep getting stuck in either Mosiah or Alma, but this time I've given myself a deadline of August 31st. Partly because there's a Facebook challenge to read the Doctrine & Covenants starting September 1st that I want to participate in. I'm hoping that I can find the energy to keep my eyes open enough to read about 10 pages per day until I finish because Hope will occassionally keep me up at night. She likes to eat. :-)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Hope Isabelle Lynn
Hope Isabelle Lynn made her appearance on May 10, 2010 at 9:16 PM. I should not have waited until she was 9 days old to post this!After four trips to the hospital for false labor, the doctor finally sent me over since they didn't dare let me go home. I was dilated to 7 cm after sitting at 5 cm for over two weeks. Being Group B Strep positive, I needed antibiotics during delivery. They'd kept telling me to "wait for something different" before I came in and I said that would be transition or my water breaking, which generally is pretty much on top of each other. That was proven when they finally induced my labor. Nurses couldn't believe I'd walked in at 7 cm and was still able to talk without any pain. I guess that's what happens with a sixth child. Especially after contracting for a month, you learn to ignore the contractions and quit timing them. You're just convinced that the baby will NEVER show up. She did though. Once the doctor broke my water, I delivered quite fast - about an hour later.
Hope arrived weighing in at 8 lbs 3 oz and was 20 inches long. She'd had the cord around her neck, so didn't cry at first, which was a bit disconcerting.
The doctor encouraged her to cry, which she finally did.Joe picked the kids up and brought them to the hospital since Heather had "waited over a decade" for a sister. They were so excited to see Hope. I don't know how the boys did it, but they actually made it to school the next morning. I thought they would sleep. I'm kind of glad they did go because when they came to the hospital the next evening, they drove me nuts. The boys were stir crazy and wouldn't sit still. I was exhausted since I kept getting awakened by nurses taking my blood pressure, bringing Hope to eat, paperwork, or medications. Thank goodness the next night was better.
I was released from the hospital Wednesday afternoon which was good because my mom was driving in on Thursday, May 13th - the day I'd originally scheduled the induction for. (Can I say how GLAD I am that they moved that up three days?) Mom and her friend Shaaron Seaich came for Thursday afternoon and Friday morning then headed on to Nauvoo, IL. It was good to see them, even if the visit was short.
Hope has been a wonderful baby thus far. She sleeps well and even slept for five hours one night. I actually woke up before her wondering if she would please EAT.
The other kids like to hold and cuddle her. Jacob even went so far as to pick her up out of her crib today which scared me. I'm glad he didn't drop her. Sam likes showing her off, as does Heather.
Now I need to figure out when Mom can come out for a baby blessing. We'll probably bless her in July. I'd wanted to drive to Utah and have all of Joe's family there, too, but it's cost prohibitive right now. Especially since we went out in September. Now, if Joe could get a job out that direction...
Friday, May 7, 2010
Family History
Today I seem to have gotten a message. Dad's been gone six months - today. After he returned to his heavenly home, I was given a blessing where I was told that my dad would be teaching people on the other side so that the temple work I would do for them would be accepted. I was encouraged to continue doing the genealogy that has always interested me.
I've been so focused on getting ready for Hope to arrive (Thursday - YEAH!), that I've not focused much on my genealogy. I've recently changed programs so that I can link with New Family Search and see what other people have done and see if it's correct. Then I've had to reattach all the photos of people, gravestones, and documents that I have to the correct person in the file.
So, basically, I've been procrastinating. Then I check my email and find an email saying "Holly, I got your email from Karen and Patti." Apprehensive at opening an email from a person I don't know, I felt I should do it anyway. After all, Karen and Patti ARE two of my aunts. Surely they wouldn't give some psycho my email address. And, if it turns out to be a virus, I have a husband that can fix my computer. :-) Turns out it was my mom's cousin, Greg Lee asking about genealogy. He's caught the family history bug and was wanting some information on his mother's (Aunt Phoebe) family.
Thus, I've put together a PDF of Phoebe and Grandma's ancestry (what I have done of it), and will be converting it to a Word file for him. I am still debating as to whether I should remove the LDS information from it showing that the families have been baptized, endowed, and sealed since that part of the family is not part of the church. Some people it wouldn't matter to, but others just don't understand our practices.
Anyway, I've spent hours on genealogy today and realized that I don't have lots of the current information. A few years ago Joe had gotten on my case about spending my Sundays doing family history and not spending time with our family, so I stopped keeping up on it. Then he kind of had a nervous breakdown last year about this time and came to some sort of spiritual reawakening after I shipped him off to Utah for a week. He came back wanting to do genealogy and I looked at him like he had two heads. Wasn't this the same man that had asked me to NOT do so much? Who was this guy? What did he do with my husband? (Kidding!) I got him set up on it and he started working on some things. We've gotten to where we keep the database on the server so we can both access it. Now I've been digging through people's old blog postings to find dates of births, blessings, baptisms, and pictures so that I can update the information on cousins' kids. I was surprised how many I was missing. I'm sure I'm still missing some.
So, for those of you that actually read this, if you have family group sheets with your family's information, I'd love to have it so I can update my files.
I've been so focused on getting ready for Hope to arrive (Thursday - YEAH!), that I've not focused much on my genealogy. I've recently changed programs so that I can link with New Family Search and see what other people have done and see if it's correct. Then I've had to reattach all the photos of people, gravestones, and documents that I have to the correct person in the file.
So, basically, I've been procrastinating. Then I check my email and find an email saying "Holly, I got your email from Karen and Patti." Apprehensive at opening an email from a person I don't know, I felt I should do it anyway. After all, Karen and Patti ARE two of my aunts. Surely they wouldn't give some psycho my email address. And, if it turns out to be a virus, I have a husband that can fix my computer. :-) Turns out it was my mom's cousin, Greg Lee asking about genealogy. He's caught the family history bug and was wanting some information on his mother's (Aunt Phoebe) family.
Thus, I've put together a PDF of Phoebe and Grandma's ancestry (what I have done of it), and will be converting it to a Word file for him. I am still debating as to whether I should remove the LDS information from it showing that the families have been baptized, endowed, and sealed since that part of the family is not part of the church. Some people it wouldn't matter to, but others just don't understand our practices.
Anyway, I've spent hours on genealogy today and realized that I don't have lots of the current information. A few years ago Joe had gotten on my case about spending my Sundays doing family history and not spending time with our family, so I stopped keeping up on it. Then he kind of had a nervous breakdown last year about this time and came to some sort of spiritual reawakening after I shipped him off to Utah for a week. He came back wanting to do genealogy and I looked at him like he had two heads. Wasn't this the same man that had asked me to NOT do so much? Who was this guy? What did he do with my husband? (Kidding!) I got him set up on it and he started working on some things. We've gotten to where we keep the database on the server so we can both access it. Now I've been digging through people's old blog postings to find dates of births, blessings, baptisms, and pictures so that I can update the information on cousins' kids. I was surprised how many I was missing. I'm sure I'm still missing some.
So, for those of you that actually read this, if you have family group sheets with your family's information, I'd love to have it so I can update my files.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Mormon Prom
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Heather is out on her first "real" date with her boyfriend tonight. It's to the "Mormon Prom." They've been seeing eachother since January, but since neither of them drive, all their "dates" have been with parents tagging along. She goes to his house on Monday nights to watch "24" and he comes over on Sunday nights to participate in our FHE and play Uno. It's a good way (for the parents) to see the kids date. Plus, we've really gotten to know Conner better over the past few months.
Heather looked stunning tonight in a silver dress and bolo jacket. She was so nervous! I've never had her ask me if she looked alright. She may have asked if a shirt was too low or a skirt too short, but never if the whole ensemble (hair, makeup, outfit) looked okay. I smoothed back a hair that was escaping a bobby pin and went to get my camera. She didn't wait for me, but instead came out so Conner, at the bottom of the stairs, could see her. All I heard was "WOW!" But that told me (and her) enough. Conner obviously thought she looked as beautiful as I thought she did.
I had to go get groceries after they left, and as I drove by Conner's house (just down the street), I saw his mom outside. Cathy and her husband, Gary, run a catering company, so had fixed Heather and Conner a dinner at their house. She had brought Conner over and took pictures before the date started. I had asked her if they'd decided to go elsewhere for dinner since I'd gotten a phone call from Heather who was excited because Conner had rented a stretch limo. Cathy said both of them were too nervous to eat much and Conner kept saying he couldn't look at Heather because of the butterflies in his stomache. So Cathy set their dinner aside for after the dance.
The dance goes until 10:30 tonight, so hopefully they won't be out too late. I think the limo was just for the ride there, and Conner's parents will be picking them up from the church.
I love that the stakes out here have developed this prom for kids in the church. Tonight's dance coincides with two high school proms, but this one provides a much safer and more moral atmosphere for the kids to attend. I'm excited for her and hope she has fun.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Another Interview
Joe got a call from Idaho National Laboratory yesterday asking him for another phone interview. It's a different position this time. He's applied for several positions with INL, the one he was flown out for in July he has now applied for at least five times. I think he just reapplied for the sixth time. It gets frustrating to have him apply and then not hear anything for months on end.
INL went through an internal restructuring about the time Joe was interviewed then Homeland Security came in and required more. I'm sure they were frustrated, but probably not as much as I have been. I was so looking forward to moving to Idaho Falls and raising my boys there. Bug is close to moving out since she'll head to college in a couple of years, so even if we ever get west again, she probably won't be there long. She wants to go to South Carolina or Virginia for college.
I'm not getting my hopes up this time. I've pretty much prepared myself to stay in Memphis until Joe finishes his Master's degree, which will take about two years. By that time Bear will be high school age and it would be good for him to move. As it stands now, he wants to do the same on-line program that Bug is involved in. When he gets to ninth grade, we'll probably do just that since I really don't like the high school here.
I was so impressed with the Utah schools after being here in Memphis. The kids get more recesses, fewer class hours, better grading scales and just as good (if not better) an education. I've really noticed that Buddy is starting to be onery again and I think a good part of it is the schedule that he has here. My boys really miss their Utah schools. Bug is glad to be back where it's warmer, but frustrated that there's been snow lately. We've had four snow/ice days in the past two weeks. Memphians are wimps and really can't handle (or drive in) the snow and cold. Kids don't get outside recess unless it's 40 degrees or warmer. If that were the case in Huntsville, UT, the kids would NEVER go out in the winter. Bug hated waiting for the bus to come when there had just been a foot of snow in one day and the temperature dropped to -10.
As much as Bug would complain, I still hope that Joe will eventually move our family back west. I don't care what state it's in, as long as it's closer to family. Joe's parents turned 80 this past year and will celebrate their 60th wedding anniversary this July. We were unable to go to either of their birthday celebrations and it will be unlikely that we could go to any celebration his family may be planning for his parents' anniversary. That is unless we drive out in July and bless the baby there.
For those of you that DIDN'T know, we're expecting our sixth child in May. A girl this time, so Bug is thrilled. She'll finally have a sister. She's already talking about doing hair and dressing her up in frilly dresses. So far the pregnancy is going well. My ribs are sore, but that's only going to get worse. At least my back is still holding up. I worried about that since I ruptured a disk in my back last March. Now, if I can make it through tax season without going into preterm labor, I'll be set. Seuss was 3 1/2 weeks early, Dude was 3 weeks early, and this one is due four weeks after tax season ends. But that's my life, I never seem to do things the easy way... :-)
INL went through an internal restructuring about the time Joe was interviewed then Homeland Security came in and required more. I'm sure they were frustrated, but probably not as much as I have been. I was so looking forward to moving to Idaho Falls and raising my boys there. Bug is close to moving out since she'll head to college in a couple of years, so even if we ever get west again, she probably won't be there long. She wants to go to South Carolina or Virginia for college.
I'm not getting my hopes up this time. I've pretty much prepared myself to stay in Memphis until Joe finishes his Master's degree, which will take about two years. By that time Bear will be high school age and it would be good for him to move. As it stands now, he wants to do the same on-line program that Bug is involved in. When he gets to ninth grade, we'll probably do just that since I really don't like the high school here.
I was so impressed with the Utah schools after being here in Memphis. The kids get more recesses, fewer class hours, better grading scales and just as good (if not better) an education. I've really noticed that Buddy is starting to be onery again and I think a good part of it is the schedule that he has here. My boys really miss their Utah schools. Bug is glad to be back where it's warmer, but frustrated that there's been snow lately. We've had four snow/ice days in the past two weeks. Memphians are wimps and really can't handle (or drive in) the snow and cold. Kids don't get outside recess unless it's 40 degrees or warmer. If that were the case in Huntsville, UT, the kids would NEVER go out in the winter. Bug hated waiting for the bus to come when there had just been a foot of snow in one day and the temperature dropped to -10.
As much as Bug would complain, I still hope that Joe will eventually move our family back west. I don't care what state it's in, as long as it's closer to family. Joe's parents turned 80 this past year and will celebrate their 60th wedding anniversary this July. We were unable to go to either of their birthday celebrations and it will be unlikely that we could go to any celebration his family may be planning for his parents' anniversary. That is unless we drive out in July and bless the baby there.
For those of you that DIDN'T know, we're expecting our sixth child in May. A girl this time, so Bug is thrilled. She'll finally have a sister. She's already talking about doing hair and dressing her up in frilly dresses. So far the pregnancy is going well. My ribs are sore, but that's only going to get worse. At least my back is still holding up. I worried about that since I ruptured a disk in my back last March. Now, if I can make it through tax season without going into preterm labor, I'll be set. Seuss was 3 1/2 weeks early, Dude was 3 weeks early, and this one is due four weeks after tax season ends. But that's my life, I never seem to do things the easy way... :-)
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