Showing posts with label journal. memories.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journal. memories.. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Baby

Brecca posted this on her blog and I loved reading her answers. It got me thinking that, with each child, I think I wrote less and less in their baby book, so I'm attempting to remember the answers to some of these great questions!


1. Where were you when you first found out you were pregnant?


2. Who was with you?


3. What was your first reaction?


4. What was your husband's reaction?


5. Who was the first person you told? Best Friend, Parents and siblings (speaker phone), Parents and siblings (three-way calling), don't know (lol)


6. Was the pregnancy planned? No, Yes, kind of, kind of


7. Was everyone happy for you? Concerned and anxious but happy, Yes, Yes, Yes


8. What was the sex? B, G, G, B


9. What was the nursery theme/colors? Baby Looney Tunes for the first two...we were in apartments and couldn't paint, so we used the wall stickers that peel off easily, She slept in our room, so there wasn't really a baby theme or color, None...just ecclectic cute baby stuff


10. Did anyone throw a shower for you? Yes ... My Mom and sisters threw a great shower in IF with lots of friends, neighbors, relatives / my aunt and cousins had another in SLC with other relatives, Yes, No, No


11. Did you get any outfits you wouldn't use? 1, No, No, No


12. How much weight did you gain?


13. Did you get stretch marks? No, No, Yes, Yes


14. Did you crave anything crazy? Cereal, Salad...couldn't get enough of it & Chicken Ceasar Pita (Wendy's), No, No


15. Did anyone annoy you? No


16. Where were you when you went into labor? At home in bed, LR watching TV, Reading in Bed, Kitchen...cleaning up for the evening


17. Did you have any complications?


18. Did your water break? No, No, No, Yes


19. Who drove you to the hospital? Husband


20. Did you go early or late? Early (32 weeks), Early (39 weeks), Early (by just a few days),


21. Who was in the room during delivery? Husband/OB/Delivery Nurse/NICU Doctor/NICU Nurse, Husband/Nurse/OB, Husband/OB sub/nice nurse/mean nurse, Husband/Midwife/Birth Attendant


22. Did you video tape it? LOL NO


23. Did you have any pain medication? No, One that made me dizzy, No, No


24. Did you have a c-section or natural? natural


25. What was your reaction to the birth?


26. How big was the baby? 3'14", 6'5", 6'6", 6'13"


27. What was the baby's full name? Edward Alexander, Aimee Nicole, Allie Elliece, Aidan David


28. Did your husband cry?


29. When is the next one coming? I think it's clear that I have my hands (and mind) full enough right now.


30. If you could would you do it all over again? There are some minor details that I'd change, but that comes with experience, so if I were doing it all over again with the same knowledge that I had at the time, I'd do it all the same.

(Again, unpublished, because it needs editing, but...some is better than none.)

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Journal in a Jar #1

Clancy is so diligent in her journaling from the jar every Wednesday. I can't say I'll stick with it every week, but I'm giving it a go.

Where were you, and what were you doing the day the Berlin Wall came down?


At the fall of the Berlin Wall (November 9, 1989), I was in school. I took a couple months of German that year (my only German instruction ... I can still count and say the alphabet... I know a few key phrases, but not much), and my German teacher spoke a lot about the Wall. In History, we watched people trying to break through, but mostly just climbing over the Wall. Our history teacher also talked a lot about what it would mean for the world and mostly to the German citizens. I couldn't imagine such a communist state (East Germany) located so closely to freedom (West Germany), and yet not being a part of it. It was my impression at the time that the only people wanting to take it down were the cool young people who were ready for change and all the old boring people just finally gave in. Obviously, this isn't the reality, but what can I say, I was in Jr. High.
I also remember chatting with friends about how much the East Germans were going love the freedom of speeding down the autobahn, where it was legal to go "like 120". Yeah, we focused on the important stuff.

Interestingly enough, remembering this even brings back a flood of memories about that year...specifically because my History teacher, Mr. Fruhlinger, who talked about the Berlin Wall, became very familiar to me that year. His class happened to be right after lunch, and since I can't speak highly of my behavior that year, I was always late to both my first period class, English, and also History class, as it followed lunch. I was normally a straight A student, but that year, was not a straight A year. I put friends above studies and attitude above conscience. Fortunately, throughout that year, I made a switch...of friends, attitude, interests...etc. So, Mr Fruhlinger had to assign me detention for being late back from lunch. Usually, it was 1/2- 1 hour after school. Lucky for me, he didn't want to be there any more than I did, so I didn't usually have to sit there the whole entire time. (Mrs Hinks, however always made me serve the full detention!)

This week, Clancy had two questions.

Tell about a frustrating experience you've had on a wash day, with the machine. What was the outcome of the clothes?

Normally, I don't have a wash day. I usually employ the do-a-load-whenever-there-is-a-load method because that seems to keep the laundry room clear and nobody can say "I don't have anything to wear." Last week, I attempted the wait-to-do-laundry-until-the laundry-room-is-full method. I got tired of the clean clothes sitting in baskets because not only were they more wrinkly (even if they are laid straight, they're still wrinkly), I don't like folding cold clothes as well as folding the fresh-from-the-dryer fluffy warm clothes. No matter which way I do, it's still laundry.

I do have a few incidents where the clothes have had a bad outcome, but that was my fault, not the machine. I have been blessed to have great washing machines, so the biggest "wash day" problem I have is remembering to check all pockets all the time. I just try to throw a load in quickly, and whoops. No matter how much I tell people to clean out their pockets, something still gets left in.

An American Sycamore fruit pod, although annoying, is not damaging to clothes in the wash. Lucky for us, because we have washed these little guys quite a few times. Our kids love to pick these up, stick them in their pockets, and forget about them. What comes out of the wash, is clothes covered in wet fluff.

I'm not sure I could count on one hand the number of times we have washed chapstick. This one is really frustrating because all those little grease spots on the clothes are almost impossible to treat every single one.

We've only washed a crayon once, and since it was a load of darks, some of the articles just hid the color; the worst part of that one, was trying to clean the inside of the dryer out.

The thing I hate the most to wash...pens!!! Last year, the pen wasn't actually in anyone's clothes, but fell into the washer from the top of the dryer, a white load, no less. I was so mad that I put all the clothes that were most affected in a pile to "deal with later" and ended up never fixing them. Aidan had brand new clothes in that load that I was "washing before first wear." He never wore them. Just a couple months ago, it happened again. It was a dark load this time, and the pen was deep inside husband's shirt pocket...unnoticed. Fortunately, only 3 items actually had ink on them, but two of them were jeans that were too small for the children anyway. I was still grumpy that the clothes were ruined; husband, however, was mourning the loss of his pen.