Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving

I wish I had time to list even just some of the things I am grateful for this year. Most of all, of course, I thank God for my husband and children, and for the health, safety, and wellbeing of us all. And I am thankful that the kids are all still young and home for all the holidays!

Hope you all have a wonderful and blessed day with your loved ones.

"And also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labour, it is the gift of God." - Ecclesiastes 3:13

"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning."
- James 1:17


"Yet setteth he the poor on high from affliction, and maketh him families like a flock."
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Psalm 107:41

"God setteth the solitary in families: he bringeth out those which are bound with chains: but the rebellious dwell in a dry land."
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Psalm 68:6

Miriam, my beautiful daughter and enthusiastic kitchen helper, made apple pie with me last week. Can you guess which one is hers and which one is mine? She thought the apples were added after the crust was baked, and was a little disappointed when she realized her mistake. Becky and the boys were happy to eat her "lattice top" though, so she was happy with it after all.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Sewing fun

On Saturday, I bought a new sewing machine, a first in my life. I learned how to sew as a child from my mother, who is a seamstress. My mother-in-law gave me one of her sewing machines shortly after I got married, but it broke on our last move. I then bought a used sewing machine for like $10 at the thrift store. It worked well most of the time, but it was frustrating me in that the bobbin thread and the tension control would have a mind of their own.

So this Saturday, while I was working on the girls' matching Christmas dresses and opening another seam that the machine had messed up on, I was thinking how nice it would be to have a new, reliable machine. My husband, the wonderful guy that he is, said "Sure!" when I called to tell him that I would really like to buy a new machine.

Off I went with five kids in tow. There was a Singer machine at the store that was on sale for $349 instead of the regular $399, but the lady said I should wait until this weekend (the post-Thanksgiving sale), when it would be only $199. There are many things I would rather do than go shopping the day after Thanksgiving with five kids in tow. So she suggested I put it in lay-away, and they would adjust the price. I asked her if I could buy it right now, and just bring in the receipt and have them adjust the price, as some stores do. She told me she would just give it to me for the sale price that day, so I only paid $199 AND I didn't have to go out on THE WORST day to go shopping. Nice!

So yesterday, I finished sewing Miriam's and Becky's matching Christmas dresses. It was so much fun; I can't wait to get started on the next project. Making time to sew with lots of little kids that are with me 24 hours every day can be challenging. I just remind myself that if I can eek out 20 or 30 minutes at a time, it all adds up to get lots of stuff made.

Taking the girls' pictures was the next challenge. Miriam was so eager to pose with Becky that she accidentally knocked Becky over, who started bleeding from a cut she got on her finger. I quieted her screaming by giving her a lollipop, but then Miriam started crying because she was sad about hurting the baby. I promised her a lollipop after we were done with the pictures. They both did great for the photos, but when I downloaded them to the computer I realized the shutter hadn't opened all the way and I had to crop the pictures to try to salvage them. There was no way I was going to redo the whole photo session!

Anyway, here are the pictures of my beautiful daughters. They are such a blessing; I cannot imagine life without them.



Saturday, November 21, 2009

Sad but true


OBAMACARE

The efficiency of the Postal Service,
the sustainability of Social Security,
and all the compassion of the IRS.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Farm Fresh to You

I just wanted to give a shout-out to a great organic farm in Northern California called Farm Fresh to You. They deliver boxes of their locally grown produce to households in the surrounding areas. Most, but not all produce in the box is grown directly by them or other neighboring organic farmers in the region, although they do use some produce from other parts of the country to keep fruit in the boxes throughout the colder months. They do, however, also offer a box of 100% locally grown fruits and veggies.

Price for the regular box including delivery is $31.50, which will feed an average family for one week. They offer lots of other options, too, depending on your family's individual needs.

I am not affiliated with this farm in any way. I just stumbled across them and was impressed.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Important information regarding miscarriage

First of all, I would like to say that I will make every effort to be very sensitive about such a painful subject. I myself have spontaneously miscarried twice, once just days after finding out I was pregnant, and once around 8 or 10 weeks. The second time, I actually passed a little sac with the baby and all, and it was heartbreaking. I understand the heart of a mom who has suffered miscarriage, and I am in no way trying to be insensitive. I did not need a D&C either time, and suffered no ill after-effects.

This subject has weighed on my mind since a young lady (an old school acquaintance of my husband) contacted me through my blog to ask my advice. She had been told by her doctor that she had a blighted ovum, and needed a D&C. Her question was whether I would recommend the procedure or not.

Ever since then, I have wanted to share the information I found on my blog here, because I think this affects many women. Every time I set out to write about it, someone would write to me saying they either were having or just had a miscarriage, asking for my advice and/or prayers. I receive about a dozen emails a day from readers all over the world asking me all sorts of things, but the last thing I wanted was for them to think I was singling them out and addressing them indirectly through a blog post. Nothing could be further from the truth. My goal with this post is simply to present information so that women who find themselves in this situation in the future can make their own, informed decisions.

Before I responded to my husband's childhood friend, I spent several hours that night researching the subject on the internet. What I found was shocking. I had never been in favor of routinely performing D&Cs after miscarriage. A friend of mine once was thought to have miscarried, because she was early on and had a period just a few days after finding out she was pregnant. She was told by the doctor that there was no heart beat and that she needed a D&C because her body was not naturally expelling the baby, but she waited for weeks for it to happen naturally, thinking her baby was dead that whole time. Lo and behold, weeks later it was found out that she was still pregnant, and the baby is now a healthy 4 year old.

When faced with a miscarriage, a woman has three choices, called expectant management, medical management, and surgical management. Expectant management means the mother does nothing and waits for her body to spontaneously expel the baby, which in very rare cases could take weeks. Medical management is taking certain drugs to induce labor and/or cause the shedding of the uterine lining (these are higher doses of the same drugs as "morning after"pills and birth control pills). Surgical management is usually carrying out a D&C - the cervix is mechanically dilated and the womb scraped out. It is the same procedure as early abortion. In cases of an ectopic pregnancy, sometimes the fallopian tube is surgically removed.

Even in cases of absolutely certain miscarriage, a routine D&C is dangerous business. It could lead to severe complications such as a punctured uterus, but even when it goes well, the uterine lining will have been stripped to the point where another pregnancy is not safe for several months following, after the uterus has had a chance to build a layer thick enough to sustain a new pregnancy. Unless the mother has a fever and is showing signs of infection, or is losing dangerous amounts of blood, there is no reason to do a D&C, and it is only every risky. Of course, doctor use fear to try to push this procedure, as they do with most anything relating to obstetrics. There just isn't a whole lot of work or money in doing things naturally.

That aside, I do not believe that most cases of miscarriage are really "absolutely certain". During the first trimester, no ultrasound or doppler can ever with 100% certainty say that the baby has died based on the fact that no heart beat was detected. A much more reliable test would be to check the mother's hcg levels twice within a span of several days, and see if the levels have dropped (which would indicate a miscarriage).

What I found so shocking in my research into this subject is how many times women are wrongly diagnosed with a blighted ovum. Sometimes, it is just because the person doing the exam does not know how to use the equipment very well, the dates are off, or the woman has a tilted uterus (this is very common), all of which could lead to there being "no heart beat". In other cases, doctors are simply misinformed, such as telling a woman that a blighted ovum means she was never really pregnant and there never was a baby, when in reality there was a fertilized ovum, but for whatever reason it did not survive. This may seem like an insignificant detail, but for Bible believing Christians it means that they had a child whom they will meet when they get to Heaven.

In fact, there is a whole website dedicated to this subject, The Misdiagnosed Miscarriage. There is much great information, and stories of women who were diagnosed wrongly.

I am sure that most women are diagnosed correctly. Nevertheless, I have felt greatly urged to share this information. If your feelings were hurt or you are upset by this post, I sincerely apologize. Every mother who has miscarried struggles with guilt and the question "Did I do anything to cause this?" The last thing I want to do is contribute to that. At the end of the day, all any of us can do is try our best, to the best of our knowledge.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Ideas for Thanksgiving

As much as I like to blog about the children, I like playing with them even more, which means that this week I may not have time to write much while I spend extra time making crafts with them.

Here is a link to lots of fun activities to do with your kids this month.

The kids and I are making Tiny Toms tonight.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Great article on VBAC

This is a great article I stumbled across about VBACs. If you have had one or even more C-sections in the past, and would like to have a natural birth, please take the time to research this subject and your options for future pregnancies.

Sadly, some states (including Arizona) would like to stamp out and even criminalize VBACs altogether.

I am not saying that everyone who wants to have a VBAC can or should have one. I am just saying that you should inform yourself rather than trusting your OB to give you the right advice (he/she won't), and then pray about it.

Psalm 22:9,10 But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly.

Flu Vaccine

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Our Veteran's Day

I woke up on Monday morning thinking it was Veteran's Day, and planned a hiking trip up north with the kids. At some point I started doubting if it really was a holiday that day, and after looking it up online, realized Veteran's Day wasn't until Wednesday. Still, I thought it was observed on Monday, as is often the case with holidays that don't directly fall on either side of a weekend. I successfully convinced my husband, who had a lot of business errands to do that day, of the same. I really wanted him to come along, and I "knew" he wouldn't be able to get his errands done on a holiday anyway.

We headed up to Payson, and went hiking in the woods along the Mogollon Rim. It was so fun. The weather was perfect, the air was so fresh, and everything so lovely. I carried Becky in a carrier on my back, something she loves, and the whole time she kept leaning her head forward, nuzzling up to me and hugging my neck, saying "Hi! Hi!" She is such a little sweetie.

The photos are a little fuzzy because I forgot my camera and took them with my phone instead.



Notice the dirt on Miriam's face



Becky got just as grubby and dirty


My husband goofing around with the boys




These two are so funny. Miriam is such a Daddy's girl. Not sure who came up with the idea to walk like this so they could look at each other.




Yesterday, when it was really Veteran's Day, the kids didn't have to do any school work and almost no chores. While they were playing, I sewed a nightgown for Miriam. Then the girls took their nap in the afternoon while the boys and I built a cardboard castle to go with this week's theme for school, Great Britain. We are covering everything about medieval times, monarchy, Shakespeare, etc. There is so much to read that I think we might stay on this part of our unit study for another week or two.




After the evening service at church last night, we went to see a special preview of ZooLights at the Phoenix Zoo, the annual Christmas lights display. Best of all, the carousel was free! We didn't get back home until shortly after 10 pm, but it was so much fun and so worth it.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Praying for the Chicken

Miriam was watching me today as I was using a whole chicken to make chicken soup. She looked fascinated, so I showed her where the neck and feet had been, what the heart, liver, and other organs looked like, and then explained to her that the chicken was dead and we were going to eat it. She looked a little alarmed and proclaimed: "I don't want to eat that!"

Then, to her horror and amazement, I started cutting up the chicken with my big butcher knife, and she yelled: "Don't do that! You are killing the chicken!" I again explained to her that the chicken was already dead, that God made animals for us to eat, and that she had eaten chicken many times and that she loved it. She was satisfied with that, but added: "I am going to pray for the chicken."

With that, she walked off to her big brother's bed, and sure enough, spent several minutes in prayer for the chicken, in spite of the fact that her brother kept telling her the chicken won't be coming back to life.

Little girls are so precious! I am certain that I am the most blessed mama that has ever lived.