Thursday, October 30, 2008
The NRA does not like Obama and after reading the articles, I have to say I myself was a little freaked out too. (Not that McCain gives me warm fuzzies.) Being a constitutionalists, I think the Bill of Rights (and the Constitution) is an important part of our citizenship, our government, our country, our way of life. (For the record some people could say, my husband's family brainwashed me, but that's really not true, it was my political theory professor I had before I married into my husband's family who turned me into a strict constitutionalists.) When I first started talking to my husband I was pretty neutral on the whole "firearm rights" issue, but after hearing his side of things, taking my political theory classes, reading a lot of convincing evidence that personal firearms decrease crime and not finding convincing arguments for the gun control side of things, I believe very strongly that the Second Amendment is in reference to personal rights. Based on Obama's record in the Illinois Legislature, and as a US Senator, he does not agree. He seems to think local government can take way rights given in the constitution. I don't know where he learned about the Constitution, the states have rights to regulate what the Constitution does not strictly mention, the right to keep and bear arms is stated. States and Local governments can not legally take that away. In a world that seems to be on a downhill slope I sleep better at night knowing we have the right to defend our family. According to the NRA magazine, Obama wants to ban use of firearms for home defense, pass federal laws eliminating your right to carry, ban the manufacture, sale and possession of handguns, along with more. That honestly makes me worried about my family and myself. I honestly could care less about all my personal property when it comes to criminals, its just stuff, but when it comes to the safety of my family's lives I care. When I think about the second amendment being taken away, I think about the stories of Hurricane Katrina, with all the raping and pillaging. As far as I can tell the right to defend my family, and my husband's right to defend our family is the only that can stop that in a state of emergency.
(Yes, I know I can be death and gloom, but well I've read the Book of Mormon and it doesn't give me much hope for humanity, if you recall it ended in apostasy, while the Book of Ether ended with everyone killed. And no one try and tell me for one minute if we had stricter gun laws something like the end of Ether could not happen. If I'm too gloomy for your taste just be grateful, I have great faith in all those little old ladies prayers in the temple.)
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Quite on accident, our Monday family home evening was a nice follow up to voting. We randomly choose to do a flannel board story on Moroni, the Title of Liberty, Helaman and the 2,000 Stripling warriors. We spent a long time focusing on the Title of Liberty, and why defensive wars are ok, but offensive wars or not. Well a long time for a two year old. He was very receptive, the whole time saying, "yes" after every statement we said. My husband tried to teach him the three most important things are, "God, Family, and Freedoom," for whatever reason my son refused to repeat the three things. He seemed uncomfatble saying God, I had to explain to him, God is another name for Heavenly Father.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
By the way as an update
Brent has two callings, Third Sunday Elder's Quorum Teacher, which means he teaches Teachings of the Presidents of the Church, once a month. He is also emergency preparedness leader/coordinator whatever it is called. We were pretty sure he was going to get that calling when we moved in, so we were really caught off guard when he was asked to be a teacher. Two weeks later the Bishop asked him to do Emergency Preparedness, right after we stopped expecting it. The bishop asked if two callings was too much, I said no way, these will take up far less time than Scout master did. Then later I thought, how could you tell the bishop yes, he spends way more time each week, then will be required of Brent each month.
They called me back to the senior Primary girls. Yes, I'm activity day leader again, although they call it Faith in God leader. I couldn't believe, I started laughing when they asked me to serve. (Literally I did, I was not expecting it.) I don't know if that means I failed in my last ward, so I need another shot. If I succeed so I need to do it again, or if my time was just not up. I feel so unqualified to be with girls 8-11 years old. I don't remember what it was like, and I don't have a daughter yet, nor do I have a child that old. I just barely felt like I was getting the hang of things about two months before we moved so this will be good. But I still can't figure out why the girls in my last ward liked me. I honestly was surprised when they were sad that I was moving. In a moment of anxiety two sundays ago I said to my husband, I'm not good with this age group. He said yes you are, as long as no one stops coming because of something you did you'll be fine. He said you never yelled at them, I said well I did to one girl (not really yell, told her off) but I think she liked me more afterward. He said of course she did, they aren't looking for a friend, they are looking for an adult to lead them. Anyway, he seems to think I can do my calling. I also feel a little more qualified after being set apart and sustained. I was never sustained in my other ward, so it took me a while to get over the hurddle of not feeling like the ward supported me in the calling, although I'm sure they did, I just didn't get the visual verfication. After being set apart, I realized that with the girls is where I'm suppose to be for now, and it will provide blessings for my family. There are only two active girls in this ward, so we'll see if that makes it easier or harder.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Part of wondered why I made a dog costume, they are so average, but I couldn't find one for cheaper than I could make.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
"Are you pregnant?"
I smiled/laughed and said "yes", I wondered if that was the first time he had noticed my baby bump, or if it was just the first time he had a chance to ask.
We then gave him a ride home from church, while in the back seating, thinking he was the coolest nephew around, since he got a ride with Uncle Brent, he said,
"Uncle Brent you need a bigger family."
We laughed, and I said, "We are working on it, I'm pregnant, we can't go any faster."
His response, "oh"
Then he told us that it is confusing to have two Brents. I told him to ask Aunt Pam why there are two. I don't think he will.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
The next born, or any youngest, can benefit from watching family dynamics play out before his or her eyes. "Observing is what youngest children do well," says Agati. "They are some of the best con artists you've ever met in your life, because they understand the dynamics of people. They are born into this family full of brothers and sisters, moms and dads, cats and dogs—hey, they'd better learn how to size up people real quick or they're not going to survive."
This picture is deceiving, my son only stuck his hand in the pumpkins twice, and he only touch the inside once. Don't I look 33 (out of 40) weeks pregnant? Once again drawing the face. For some bizarre reason I bought two pumpkins, I told my husband this is the last year I do that until our daughter is old enough to know what is up. I guess it was to make up for the lack of pumpkin I didn't bought last year. It was the only year of our marriage we didn't carve pumpkins, I blame it on apartment dwelling, it was also the only year we lived in a complex. Plus our front door didn't go straight outside.My son sort of helped carving, I think he helped my husband carve the whole first pumpkin, but got really bored quickly with my carving. This was the first year I was allowed to carve, normally I scare my husband with the knife and he takes over.My son was very proud of the finished products. One is a girl and one is a boy with a frown. My husband said they were replicas of us, and so with my son standing with them it was the whole family. The best part of carving pumpkins is cooking the seeds afterward. I'll let you in on a secret I never wash the seeds before roasting them in the oven. It was almost worth it to have two pumpkins because that meant more seeds. Bizarrely enough the cheapest place I found to buy pumpkins around my area was whole foods, they were $3 for each organic pumpkin. I could have gotten bigger ones for $3 but I didn't want to give myself contractions, even wally world cost more.
Monday, October 20, 2008
- Last week in Lamaze we talked with our spouses what we thought the baby was going to act like or look like. Brent said, I haven't even thought about it, I don't think I've realized you are about to have a baby. I said well, I'm glad you realized you have yet to internalize this, because I've been wondering when it was going to happen.
- Since then, all of sudden my pregnancy has turned into our pregnancy. Sure my husband has had to deal with all my complaints over the last 7 months, but now he is finally getting excited and nervous about a new kid. The other day, I telling my son where to put his hand to feel his baby sister and my husband came over to share in the fun. I am so excited everyone in my family is into the pregnancy now. I hate when anyone touches my stomach except my husband or son (assuming he is touching baby sister and not elbowing me). Brent was always rubbing it with Josh's pregnancy but before last week rarely did it, now all of sudden Brent is being the husband I remember with Josh's pregnancy. Its all very exciting to me.
- Even though he had yet to internalize it, I wasn't worried about Brent being a parent to his daughter before a week ago anyway, because its one think I know about Brent is he adores his nieces. As it was apparent to me this weekend, when we were hanging out with the clan. When we are around the big family, he is always taking pictures of his nieces and telling me afterward how he thinks his nieces are some of the cutest little girls he has ever seen. I have been well aware since two nieces were born a month and two months after Brent's son, that Brent would love being a father to a daughter. Not to say he doesn't love being a father to a son. (I wish this picture would have been in focus. These two were so cute sitting on the hill. Not to mention, I think this cousin, looks the most like my son out of all his cousins, so pictures of them are always fun. She is over a year younger than him, but since we have moved closed to her and her parents my son has done such a good job of playing with her, I think. It makes me proud.)
- Speaking of this weekend the whole reason we saw everyone was the baby blessing of the newest niece. I thought great, Jobo will see his cousin's baby sister. In fact I told him the reason we were going there was to see E___'s baby sister. At first he wanted nothing to do with the baby. By the end of the weekend he still wanted nothing to do with her, but he would at least look at her, and he did agree with me that she was cute and sweet. Part of this was concerning to me, since I thought this would be great practice for when he saw his baby sister. But then again there was a lot going on and he was really shy (for himself) for the first half of the weekend, so I can't really compare this weekend to his future in the slightest. The positive thing he is did nothing mean to the baby, I would rather an older sibling ignore the new baby, then hit the new baby.
- My mother in law told me to tell him, when the new baby comes it is his new baby. I said oh I'm already doing that, I always refer to the baby as his baby sister. In fact I do this so much, when I am talking to my husband about the baby, I call her baby sister, even if our son is not around. That is her name for now 'baby sister'. I always have a hard time calling brand new babies their names, so its a good possibility that for the first few weeks of her life I will call her baby sister. I called my son, just 'baby' for a few days/weeks, until the name we had picked out months in advance grew to to be apart of the new human.
- My son was very sad to leave the fun of cousin's this weekend. Not only was it none stop fun, it was none stop rotting apples on the ground for the toddlers to pick up. Potty training went through the window this weekend, he was in pull ups the whole time after the first night. But he seems to have come back home without skipping a beat, totally back fine with potty time. I've reinstituted the potty treats he forgot about, about a month ago. Anyway, he was sad to leave, half way home he started to cry randomly, I asked him if he was crying because he had to leave his cousins, he said yes, through the sobs. At first I found this very sad myself, but then I remembered I was the same way with cousins or friends, so this is just a fact of life for him to realize, he'll get over it in about 10 years. Mind you I did try to be sympathetic to his sadness.
- This is why in the long run he will be happy to have a baby sister, in about 6 months from now when she can play with him. He will love her, I have been noticing over the past few months how much he needs a sibling around to be his best friend. In fact I told him this in the car, that he needs a baby sister to be his best friend. Before our little conversation I don't think he knew baby sisters could be best friends. I can't really tell him from experience, since neither my husband or me have baby sisters. But I was a baby sister, and I like to believe my older siblings enjoyed playing with me. Not to mention I spent most of my life playing with my baby brother, and my husband is a baby brother, who also spent most of his life playing with his older siblings, and younger for that matter. Sure when you are a child you would rather play with non related friends, but I can guarantee that I played with my brothers way more than any other friend, and I'm still in contact with my brothers unlike most of my friends.
- Part of me would feel a tinge bit of guilt that he had to wait 3 years for this, but then I remember its not my fault. Once I remember that, I go back to feel so relieved my child is potty trained and talking before the next infant comes.
- Seven weeks left, I'm hoping I get the whole 7 weeks, and she does not come early.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
1. What are some advantages / disadvantages of our current fiat money system?
2. Would you be in favor of a simpler, easier to understand tax code, where money is only taxed once?
3. Do you think we are getting our money’s worth in the war on drugs? What tangible benefits does this war on drugs have?
4. Which would be more beneficial to an individual, a properly managed mix of 401k, Roth IRA, CDs, bonds, money market funds, etc. or government run Social Security?
5. Are we getting fair value for the money we spend on education? Why are some schools falling apart? What benefits do teachers unions provide to our children?
6. Do you agree or disagree with the statement that our infrastructure is crumbling? If yes, why is this the case? Could private companies handle the roads, bridges, and jails without as much waste?
7. Are the wars we are involved in constitutional, and why exactly are we at war right now? To capture Osama Bin Laden? Secure our oil supplies? Promote our way of life?
8. Why are we in the United Nations and what purpose does a UN declaration serve if we ignore it?
9. Do you think free markets could set interest rates, or do we need the Fed to set these rates? In your opinion, has the Fed played any negative role in the current economic situation?
10. Is it a good idea to let third-party candidates participate in the Presidential debates?On a finishing note, I could never be a politician's wife. It is surprising all the gains feminists have made, but yet, a politician's wife still stand there in overpriced suits like trophies.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
By the way, his slippers have fake fur inside that is not soft, and blue fleece on top.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Yesterday morning, my son and I were up earlier enough to say good bye to my husband before he left for work. When we wake up this early, I always find monday mornings traumatic. We got a husband/daddy for 80 hours nonstop, but now all of sudden we are left on our own. My son and I usually get one quite stellar during the day, but it so much more exciting with a third in the house. When I said good bye to my husband I said, I'm going to miss you terribly. He said good, I said don't think I should start getting over this? He said, no, that would mean you are complacant with me. My thought: Isn't life grand?
The book reminded me that childbirth is very unpredictable, so roll with the punches and be mindful of your doctors advice. Each woman and each birth experience is completely different so we really shouldn't make judgment calls on how other woman birth. The real thing is you have to be prepared for both pain medication situations, and relaxation (medication free) techniques, but you never know what is going to happen in birth. I am personally hoping all these contractions aren't in vain, and I progress beyond a one and half, after 12 hours of steady strong contractions.
Another interesting part was when the authors gave the history of pain medication in the last 200 years. Twilight sleep sounds awful, based on the book, it put the laboring woman out, and when she awoke she remember nothing, but apparently they had to tie her down, because she would scream and thrash about so much she would put herself and others in danger if she wasn't tied in bed. I feel very luckily to live in a day, where a woman can chose to have a medication free childbirth if she so choses, but also has modern medicine on her side, if she choses, or if she need it based on complications, or lack of progression.
(By the way, the book either neither pro-natural or pro-pain relievers.)
Monday, October 13, 2008
Now I have a nursing chair.
I'm almost all ready for the baby now.
I've gotten all my baby stuff almost.
I still need a baby swing
a bath tub,
and more baby towels (I know kind of pointless, but I still use them on my son, and we barely have enough as it is.)
But all of those will be less than 20 a piece.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Last pregnancy I read a lot of books about natural childbirth, but nothing that really explained how to do it, as a result I figure it was as easy as pie, because that's what most books say. It in fact is not easy as pie, it is called Labor for a reason. This pregnancy I didn't want to give myself unsustainable hopes, so I had read nothing at all, until this past week. In attempt to find a yoga breathing through labor book at my public library (it was checked out) I found a half a dozen other books to read instead. (All about Lamaze or the Bradley method.) I just finished my first one.Thank you, Dr Lamaze by Marjorie Karmel. It was a very interesting and informative. It has been a great supplement to the class, and since she explains how she learned the breathing execrises I understand them a lot better than just going to the class. I've learned to breath into my lungs fully since the book, if I'm taking deep breaths I am usually a stomach breather.
In a way it has shown me just how far the "medical community" has come in letting woman have children, but in a way I think, its been 60 years and we still are doing this?! First off I wonder, why is the US's hospital system so behind the times when it comes to women birthing babies in comparison to other industrialized nations? It was behind in the 1950s and it is still behind today. Second off, I hate when nurses say, "do you want a little something to take the edge off?" Apparently this phrase has been in practice for over 60 years. I probably hate it, because demerol does not take the edge off for me, it made me nausea, out of sorts, and all sorts of yucky, with the pain just as strong. I couldn't wait until the something to take the edge off had worn off. I very much enjoyed the book. The book made me extremely nervous at some points, making me think a natural birth is impossible, because it shares horror stories, but it left me with the last impression I can do this! (Please no comments telling me I can, I hate that.)
I would totally recommend the book, to anyone considering natural childbirth. Although I also hate that phrase, it implies childbirth with drugs is unnatural or medical intervention is unnatural. I think the phrase should be drug free childbirth. Anything that keeps the baby and mother living is a good thing in my opinion, and unnatural sounds so negative. Another aside, reading the book would not be enough for drug free it is just a nice supplement.
I'm now actually really excited to go into labor after 37 weeks, not before, to see if I can do it.
Here is my other complaint about our hospital system. I quote from the book,
"A nurse has just taken your blood pressure and written it down, when one of them marches in, take it again, and writes it down again. Two minutes later the doctor arrives. He does not look at what the others have written but take it a third time. Nor does he write it down. This gives you plenty to think about."I hate that part of the hospital. When we had my son after he was born, during the interval of two hours, three different nurses would come in and check me and my son. Of course if I was sleeping this woke me up, and since my son was almost always sleeping it woke him up. Even if he wasn't sleeping he was a few hours old, so he didn't like to be naked, cold or prodded with instruments, especially cold ones. One time a nurse came in 5 minutes after a previous one, I asked why are taking all our vitals again, another nurse just was in here doing all this? She very sternly, almost yelling told me, something to the effect of she the previous nurses superior so she doesn't care what vitals the previous one took, since she was higher up, she needed to take them again. I didn't ask more questions, because I was extremely tired and did not feel the need to be yelled at again , but I thought so why the heck did you send the previous nurse into see me, if she is incapable? Oh the woes of bureaucracy in an America.
B: what's wrong?
J: eh (I have no idea what it meant this time)
B: are you scared about something?
B: is it something outside? (I can't remember the specifics of what my husband said)
B: another few questions about things a child might be scared of
J: no response to all of them
B: are you scared of being alone?
B: well lets find you a friend?
J: eh (meaning yes)
B: where are your babies?
B: do you want this one?
B: asking about another couple of stuff animals?
J: no to all of them
B: (pulling out the rhino) how about this one?
B: ok good night
I was proud of different levels, one that my husband and my son did such a good job of communicating with each other. My kid is pretty good at communicating for a his age (i think) he just doesn't know the words to express himself, but he will tell you if you are guess right or wrong. I can communicate well with my son, because I am around him all day but, my husband can't always interrupt as good as me, since he is gone during the day providing us with a living.
I was also proud that my husband solved the problem, I have been trying to solve for weeks. Thank goodness parenting comes in twos.
Finally I was proud, because my son did not get out of bed before 7:30 this morning. When he did wake up, he brought his rhino first then went back for his blanket.
(My child can definitely sense a change coming. Whether its a new baby in two months, or fall turning into winter, I'm not sure. It is suppose to snow today, maybe he'll calm down after that. But I doubt it, I'm sure its the baby sister.)
Friday, October 10, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
I wonder what the relation is between amount of junk in someone's house, compared to the amount of consumer credit owed?
I mean sure I have my fair share of stuff, but if paying the bills in full wasn't a priority then I would have a lot more. But maybe I'm an outlyer.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
This bed I thought was full of weeds, turns out its over grown tiger lilies. Luckily my parents came out, I thought a lot of things were weeds that were just overgrown. I had mentioned I wanted their help, and since my son wanted to play with them instead of wake me up, I got to sleep in until 8:30 and, they did it all before I got up, including planting my tulip bulbs.
By the way this tree is fake. Rather cheesy I think, but it would look barren without it, and I don't own the house so oh well.
Monday, October 6, 2008
The pearl necklace my husband made me.
Gotta love grandma's birthday money.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Here is all of us. My son really liked the circus. My husband said it was fun, but it was too much of a musical for him. I could see his point, I expect less song and dance numbers and more animals.
We really didn't many more animals, than elephants, one porcupine, dogs, horses, two goats, and... tigers.
Here are the clowns.Like I already said, my son enjoyed the circus, but he is a very serious kid so most of the show he was very straight faced. He didn't crack a smile until the elephants came out and I said is there a baby down there? (It wasn't actually a baby but it was smaller than the rest.) And he finally let out a huge smile and said yeah!This is what he looked like until the elephants, do you see those creases above his eyebrows. The above picture made me sad, my baby boy doesn't look much like a baby anymore. I said that to my husband during intermission at the circus, and he said, he isn't a baby anymore. Seeing that, that comment made me sad, he then said, that is why you are about to have a new one. It was a fun time had by all. We got home very late for a boy who decided to skip his nap earlier in the day. My son tries to skip his nap about once a week, and it is making his mommy very worried. For at least another year I will have the rule he has to go lie down in bed and either suck his thumb or read books. He didn't want a nap one day, and I knew he was tired so I told him he just had to do one for a few minutes, he was out for 3 hours after that. By the way, I'm not trying to force him to be a baby, he cries way too much for either of his parents to effectively deal with him if he doesn't take a nap, or at least go lie down and suck his thumb.