Friday, October 30, 2009

A Trick and Lots of Treats


Cute pumpkins, Cute costumes, Cute kiddos

Do my witches look familiar? below: 2008, above: 2009

home by 7:30 ... Happy Momma

funny story... (The Trick) Brayden stayed home to 'man' the house and hand out candy. He decided to dress all spooky and try to scare the kids. So he gets under my car in the driveway (he has this grand plan in his head). It backfired with his first trick-or-treaters. A whole bunch of teenagers came and he tried to scare them--but then couldn't get out from under the car fast enough as they took the WHOLE big 5 lb. bowl of 'the good' candy and dumped it ALL into their bags. Bad teenagers. Nice, plan, Bray..nice. So all we had left inside to hand out was the sucky lollipops. Where is the humanity with teens? Seriously. I'm sure they laughed about the boy under the car all night long.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

~Anxiously Engaged in a Good Cause~

We remember my 11 long weeks of bedrest & sleepless nights.

We remember the way McKenzie cried herself to sleep every night when I was in the hospital.

We remember the day we had to say goodbye to Lexie & Izzie as they drove away to Ama's house for six long weeks.

We remember the sounds & smells of the hospital.

We remember the unknown future...
would she even take her first breath?

We remember the frightful emergency c-section
...and her first breath.

We remember our dear friends who stood by our side.

We remember feeling hope.

We remember the sweet result of fasting...

We remember the hour she pulled out her own intubation tube.

We remember the powers of heaven that were opened up because of prayer.

We remember the amazing Dr.'s & nurses.

We remember the day we learned she may need ROP surgery.

We remember the week they thought she had Necrotizing Enterocolitis
and weren't sure if she would make it.

We remember that first time I was able to kangaroo-hold her fragile body.

We remember the day she met her siblings for the first time.

We remember the setback when she was diagnosed with hemangiomatosis.

We remember her MRI's.

We remember ALL of the tender mercies...

We remember the faith we'd been endowed with.

We remember not understanding,
but being willing to take this journey.

We remember all of the little acts of service & love in our time of need.

We remember the 100 days she was in the NICU.

We remember all of the emotions so close to the surface.

and we remember that ALL of our prayers were answered.

And so because of this we serve those moms on bedrest in their time of need during what should be a joyful season...

And at Christmastime we try to spread some cheer and bring a smile to the face of those families struggling with a mom in the hospital or a fragile baby in the NICU.

Those small moments of JOY make all the difference to them and to us.

We are busily working to pull it together for this year's service project at Sharp Mary Birch Women's Hospital. You can read about our experience here and our service projects here and here. Or scroll down to the bottom of my blog and see Vivie's video if you don't know her story.

A non-profit for this very purpose is my dream. But for now, it's a family operation. And it's untapped. The social workers are so grateful that we're doing this, and every year we'd like to make it that much bigger.

This year my mom is helping by crocheting beanies for those little preemies. She's making minky cozies for them to lie on which is 100x better than hospital issue....

I am making necklaces for the NICU moms similar to this one. I have finished two quilts and planned on making receiving blankets, burp cloths, nursing covers, frames, buying journals, magazines, soduku puzzles, lotions, slipper socks, making peppermint bark, fudge, banana bread, chocolate covered pretzles, etc. etc. etc.

So we are asking for help.

So many of you have amazing talents. Or perhaps you just want to donate other kinds of resources to this effort.

If your family doesn't have a meaningful service you are anxiously engaged in and would like to be a part of this effort to bless the lives of 10 different families... PLEASE contact me.
There is no token too small--especially when it's an act of service.

We don't ever get to meet these NICU families since the coordination takes place behind the scenes. But I have received letters detailing how this simple act of service blessed their lives. They tell me about their journey and it makes me even that much more grateful to have made a difference in their
experience.

Knowing you have helped bring JOY to these families during the trial of their lives carries a feeling of warmth and satisfaction that's indescribable.

So won't you join us?

Please email me/leave a comment if you have something you'd like to make, buy, and/or donate to these 10 baskets.

FIVE moms on bedrest (thus, 'bedrest' items) and
FIVE NICU babies (3 girls, 2 boys).

sidenote: I know many of you are already 'anxiously engaged in a good cause' doing your own service that is meaningful to your own family... I'm not asking that you take your focus off a cause that's close to your heart. I just know that during the early days of our marriage/family we searched for opportunities like this and so that's why I'm putting it out there. I struggled with knowing whether or not to 'broadcast' it, but I feel like the need is so huge that it could greatly bless many lives.

Pumpkin Picking at the 'Farm'acy...?

I have a lot of grand ideas that just never pan out. This year's pumpkin patch / apple picking trip was another one of those. Big surprise. So we visited our local farm in wine country--which was a step or two above the makeshift farm on the corner of the busiest street in town...
at least for a photo op!

We got there to find that a pumpkin no bigger than a cantaloupe was $6, and a good size plump pumpkin waiting to become mr. jack-o-lantern cost $20!
Total rip.
We can go to Peltzer Farms to see the pigs race or watch others pay $5 to enter the the petting zoo, walk through the corn maize, or see the horse's walk in a circle. And the kids' favorite part-- watching them 'pee like a horse.' According to them, that was the most exciting part.

But I will not spend 100 big ones on pumpkins that will most certainly still be sitting on my porch and rotting in about a month! Nope, Peltzer...I'm not a suck-a! But thanks for the fun photos!


I remembered seeing a $3.99 sign in front of the pumpkin bins at our local CVS pharmacy...yup, the stinkin' pharmacy. So off to CVS we went. And we loaded up six giant plump and beautiful pumpkins into a grocery cart instead of a cute wagon or wheelbarrow & got out of there for less than $25! What a deal. CVS, who knew.


...and then they were all happy as little larks & the begging began... to actually carve these plump pharmacy pumpkins. Stay tuned... maybe these beauties will be jack-o-lanterns this year. Maybe.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

We Bleed Blue

We used to have season tickets back in the day. I have fond memories of walking to the stadium along with 30,000 other students to cheer on my team during my single BYU days. Then I married the biggest football fan that ever lived! I used to go to lengths to get on TV during a game...body painting, banners, dancing...you name it. One time my friend and I got onto ESPN...what a proud day that was. And so why was Curt surprised when I wanted to cheer on our alma mater when they were in town playing SDSU?

I could care less about Saturday football on TV that seems to actually be M T W Th F S Su football in our house. But I AM a supportive wife & mom when it comes to the football thing. Every week. During the off-season there is always a game on--go figure, reruns from 1994. How fun is that when you know the outcome? Apparently, "I just don't understand." We went, we had a great time...Kevin was in town which made it that much better. And BYU won after SDSU gave them a quite a run. It was fun to be with my boys in their element!





Monday, October 19, 2009

Fifteen.

"The grand essentials to happiness in this life are
something to do, someone to love, and something to hope for."

So I guess
I've got it all!

I had a G R A N D vision of how our 15th anniversary should play out...

A week-long trip back to Europe, or perhaps cruisin' the Caribbean somewhere...
(or an in-town hotel would do)

lots of 'US' time...uninterrupted, of course.
(for more than 2 straight minutes)

a couple of books I can actually finish
(and not have to read and re-read the first page 17 times before giving up)

Lots of sleep... daily naps, of course...
(and no human alarm to tap me & chant my name 20 times until I roll out of bed to make
'eggos with peanut butter, cut, with syrup' assembly-line-style)

A massage or two, shopping without an agenda,
rejuvenation, celebration, perhaps a 'new' ring after all these years
(blah blah blah)

Instead, we had a regular overnight date 200 miles from home in one of our favorite destinations... Santa Barbara

I showed Curt where my final resting spot will be (if I'm not twinkled first)...
really, it's the most lovely cemetery I've ever seen even though you can't tell through the marine layer. Yes, I think of weird things, but I've known since I was a teen that 'this is the place.' Morbid, I know. Or perhaps just efficient.


we had a lovely morning bike ride along the coast (heaven)
don't judge our fresh-out-of-bed look


I got my share of the ocean I have so missed these last few months


And the famous Jerry's Deli... as well as a nice anniversary dinner at Lucky's in SB

European antique shopping
and a movie.
Yup, we had a regular 'date' 200 miles from home. But we got some small-scale R&R

It was perfect & sweet
much like most of the last 15 years.
Happy big 15th, babe!

Wow, I'm a lucky girl.

Viviana's Journey: A Video by Emily Menzie