Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Where there's smoke..

So I had intended to use my day yesterday to get some sewing projects knocked off my list. It was hot in the house, and our basement stays cooler in the summer- it seemed like the place to be. We had a small issue early on in the day that sidelined much of my plans. R turned on the light to their toy room and it was followed by loud snapping and popping and flickering lights in the rest of the basement. I looked in to see what the problem was to see smoke curling out of the ceiling and a gross burnt smell. We proceeded to contact an electrician to make sure all was well, and after paying him $125 to tell us it was just the ancient light fixture, it was decided that we are no where near prepared for emergencies or even for regular incidents.

My husband has been spending a lot of time learning about preparedness and self-sufficiency, as well as basic daily protection and what is important in times of despair. His new go to place is, and it is packed full of smart information. We aren't looking to prepare for the zombie apocalypse, or worldwide disease and famine, just normal everyday occurances. A long power outage, flooding, tornado, a house fire, a break in, a blizzard, things that can occur anywhere at any time. Our focus is going to be on getting our small plot of land usable and full of things that will help us live off of it better, as well as teaching our kids basic survival skills- fire building, snare setting, fishing, using a sling shot, what to do in a fire, if you get lost, making drinkable water, those type of things. Having that small issue with the light showed us that we have all sorts of things we need to work on to make sure we make it through the worst, and it was a good lesson to learn. I am hoping to share our progress on my blog and hopefully help someone else realize it's good to be ready for anything.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Where has a year gone? Blog redo

Wow, well it just goes to show that when too many things are taken on, some things get left in the dust. I hate that I started another thing only to not finish it, so I am making a new resolution to be a part of this crazy blog thing again.
To catch up, we've had a busy year, job changes, kids got bigger, I became a Daisy Girl Scout Leader, made some visits to NE, joined a gym (that I haven't been in in over a month ugh), kept busy with life, helped coach my daughters softball team, played softball my self on a co-ed league, and there ya go- one year later :)
My plan is to start fresh this year with some new things on my blog. Seeing as my baby recently turned 3, I am at the tail end of diapers, baby carriers, and sweet baby snuggles. It is a time that will definetly be missed, but I will make sure that I keep some of that alive with the help of friends having new little ones. I am hoping to start getting through some of my fabric stash as well as my bins of clothes to upcycle. My goal is to at least create one thing new as well as upcycle one item each week- lofty? yes, doable? hopefully. My husband always says I have too much on my plate, but what's one more thing. Come August I have a fashion show to help organize and do hair and makeup for, little girls' hair to do for a parade (they are in love with pin curls at the moment), a car show to help out with, a Girl Scout bbq to plan- and that's just the first few weeks. Then it's school starting and lots of prep to get our land ready for major overhauls next year yay!! Think garden, chickens, compost bin, patio, you name it- we're hoping to get it done. So we will see how my goal turns out, but I am determined to get through my totes and totes of things to turn them into something useful for us, or someone else.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Time to get on the wagon

I have spent far too long away from my blog, as life has gotten in the way and time has not allowed for me to unleash much creative juices over the spring and summer. It's been buzy and exciting with so much happening, but I miss the joy of creating something and seeing my kids eyes light up.

We had a spring buzy with soccer, boy scouts, and waiting for the last snows to fall. Summer brought on visits from family from Nebraska and California, baseball for P and t-ball for R for her first season (she was so proud to wear her cap and glove each week and looked forward to it every time). Stampede rodeo, fairs, and festivals were fun events we attended. We spent some time at a friends cabin by a quiet beautiful lake, and got a break from 3 of the kids for 2 weeks while they had adventures in Nebraska. We are back to cool nights and school starting now which is bittersweet because the summer BBQ's are ending and free days to play will be few, but it means autumn colors, crisp fresh mornings, and COLTS FOOTBALL!!! Oh and Huskers too lol. I look forward to scouts starting, and possibly getting to help out with Brownies, fall soccer of course, and family birthdays. It should be a fun and exciting year again, like always in a house with 4 children.

My time for myself was short, but I managed to make an adorable pillowcase style dress for K, sans pattern so it's not perfect but cute, some play aprons, diaper stuff, and random small things. Nothing major, but oh well. I am anticipating helping out with a fashion show this fall and creating girls vintage inspired custom items which is scary but exciting. Lots of ideas should be surfacing over the next few months, yay!! Just gotta wait and see, and I hope to be on here more often. Blessings for now!

Saturday, December 12, 2009

I LOVE Melissa and Doug!!!

I just wanted to pass on some info about an awesome giveaway one of my favorite toy makers is doing this holiday season. We are proud owners of their Deluxe Kitchen, Grocery store, over half of the food sets, Easel (our first M&D item), tons of paint and craft supplies, color books, musical instruments, bead sets, puzzles, Fill n spills, tool box, etc. Their products are the first I gravitate to in our little toy store in town, at Kohls (yay!!) or even when giving gift ideas for others. Our current favorite is the Birthday Cake set, as we've had a few family birthdays in the last months and the kids are always willing to make more cake for us- my favorite is the slices with the strawberries on them, yum lol.
My parents got the Kitchen Center and Grocery store last year for the kids for Christmas, and I never got the chance to bring it downstairs to the playroom. They play with it still EVERYDAY, which is quite a compliment as we all know how kids get tired of toys. I have made them aprons to play "cook and waiter" with, and we hung hooks on it to put their pot holders in. I love the kitchen because unlike the common plastic sets out there, the size proportions are awesome. Food actually fits in the microwave and the oven, and there is room to put their dishes and items away. All of the items are well made and safe from the lead scares so many other companies have brought on, and I can't say enough how much we love their stuff!!

Enter the contest here,
Even if you're not interested in the contest, please consider purchasing some of their toys for the children in your life- you will not go wrong with anything on their site!! Merry Christmas all!!

Monday, July 6, 2009

It's been a year already

One year ago today, I was pregnant and anticipating the arrival of my 4th child, a little boy. I was almost certain that he would be born close to what I really thought was his due date, July 15th, rather than what the Dr. thought on July 9th. However, all weekend long I was having more and more contractions both during the day and in the evening, and on Sunday I felt that he would come sooner than later, most likely in the next day or so.

I started my day off on Sunday July 6th by cleaning. I did multiple loads of laundry, scrubbed bathrooms, did dishes, even dusted on the top shelves that no one sees- nesting maybe? lol. I remember feeling tightening throughout the day and Ry told me many times to slow down and rest. I couldn't though, as my body apparently knew to ready itself, I kept going and going. I started noticing light irregular contractions in the evening, and decided to do some sitting on my birth ball to help it along but that didn't seem to do much.

I was unable to fall asleep that night, as I had a lot of barely noticable contractions and was not very comfortable. I remember thinking around 11 pm that I really should get my important numbers stored in my phone and make sure I had my bag totally packed. I put in some last minute things in my bag, and went to find my Dr, the hospital and my Doula's numbers to put in my phone. I put them in the phonebook, and tried to settle back down. I was trying very hard to get comfortable, and looking back I was completely oblivious of the non-painful, but closer contractions I was having. I went to roll from one side to the other when I felt a somewhat familiar 'pop' and a strange pressure change. I laid there for a few moments and finally decided to sit up to make sure all was well. When I got up from the bed I felt an all too familiar gush and knew that my water had broken. I got to the bathroom, as us mama's know when your water breaks it's a flood lol. After a few minutes and me getting my clothes changed, and gathering a few towels I quietly woke Ry up from a deep sleep, as usual with the words "babe, my water just broke". He was a bit out of it, saying "really? Wow. Ok. So we better get to the hospital huh?".

Ry jumped in the shower while I called my mother in law, the Drs. office and the hospital, and woke up my wonderful Doula, Erica from her slumber so she could make her trek to meet me. I walked around making sure we had cameras, bags, pillows, clothes and shoes for the other kids to go to Grandma's, and then began helping Ryan load the things in the car while he gathered kids up. During our 45 minute drive to the hospital the contractions began coming on quite a bit stronger, as they always do once the nice cushion of water breaks. I was able to make it through them talking so I knew they were not bad, but they were about 4-5 minutes apart. Ry then dropped me off into the waiting arms of a nurse pushing a wheelchair so he could drive an extra 30 minutes to get the kids to grandmas.

I got checked in and shortly after was met by Erica, complete with her iPod full of awesome music and her bag of tricks lol. Ryan made it back a bit later and chose to hang out reading some magazines while Erica and I walked the halls. She massaged and applied pressure to my back while I swayed during each contraction- still doing great. The whole time, the nurses were very hands off, I had to have some IV meds but was able to have the IV capped and had hardly any monitoring, and the little I did have was done in whatever position I was in. I continued to walk until that no longer felt comfortable, and proceeded to spend some time sitting on the birthing ball, and then after than leaning over the bedside, as well as in the Jacuzzi, and finally at the end with my arms wrapped around Ry's neck while he stooped to support me and with Erica behind me pressing on my back- until that got to be too much. I remember at one point saying that I couldn't do it anymore- and I knew that that was the moment where I had always before gotten the epidural. I would hang on so long and then give in to the pain. Ry reminded me that this was what I wanted, and I proceeded to answer that I was completely F-bomb crazy to want this, it felt like my insides were being ripped apart. Erica was instrumental during this time because while Ry couldn't stand to see me in pain, she reassured me- just one more contraction, I was doing great, I had this. This phase of time was very short- only about 45 minutes, and it was the amount of time that I was always numb during previous deliveries.

It was rather strange to me to feel the incredible urge to push, as with all the other babies I never felt anything, I always got the epidural and shortly after was ready to push so I was totally numb. I was holding tight to Ry when the feeling came over me and I knew that shortly after that we would be having a baby. Had I chosen a midwife over a doctor, I would have probably used a birthing bar or the birthing stool, but I was new to Colorado and went with a Dr some women I know reccomended. The pain was intense, but the pushing was neccessary to relieve some of it, and I pushed a handful of times, and out came my 8lb 1 oz little boy. It was incredible to be able to accomplish what I had wanted so badly every other delivery, and it gave me a strange feeling of wanting to do it again (no, we aren't lol).

Colton Alan was born the morning of July 7, 2008 and it was by far the most amazing birth experience I have had. He was absolutely perfect, a bit lazy when it came to eating at first, but he figured it out. I recovered quickly and couldn't have been happier to welcome baby number 4 to our family. Happy Birthday Colton!!!

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Happy 4th....5th of July!!

I hope all had a great Celebration of Freedom day!! Ours was spent at my mom in law's house having some great food and letting the kids run ragged around the backyard. It was shortened by lots of rain, but it stopped early enough for us to make it home on our sloppy slippery roads while listening to great music on the radio to shoot some fireworks. Dad had to work so it was just me and the kiddos. I have to say I can't remember a 4th of July where it was actually almost cold out- kids were shivering with jackets on! Colton wasn't too fond of the loud and whistling ones- he let out a shriek and got a bit nervous but he loved the fountains!
The 4th is one of my all time favorite holidays. I missed being able to watch the town's firework display this year complete with the patriotic soundtrack, it always makes me misty eyed. Kinda silly, but I really am Proud to Be an American, complete with our country's ups and downs. We are lucky, we have a house, a paycheck coming in, food on our table, and cars that get us places, we are healthy and happy, and my kids have clothes on their backs. I definetly remember how we got here, and at what price that was. I have been there when friend's husbands have left for war, and have been joyful to see them return. I don't take for granted my ability to do anything- send my kids to school, worship whom I choose, shop where I want, read books, listen to music of my choice, and even choose what clothes I put on.
We as a country are like a family, we are not perfect, and we are to blame sometimes, we have a lot of problems right now, but the mark of a good family is to come together and be able to join up in celebration, or be there for each other in tough times, and understand where each member is coming from. Just as a family does, we have seen struggles together, and our country has been beaten and bruised and has risen up time and time again. I can only have faith that we will keep pulling up our boot straps and trudging on, even when jobs are lost, and homes are taken, even when money is scarce and food bank shelves are emptied, we will keep on. Our wear will show, but we will patch it. Our pain will be present, but we will ignore it. Our faith as a whole will be tested, but we will overcome. We will be discouraged, but we will be lifted up. We will stand strong, we will succeed, we are a family, we are Americans. God Bless America!!

The Ragged old Flag, by Johnny Cash

I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench, an old man was sittin' there.
I said, "Your old court house is kinda run down,
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town".

I said, "Your old flag pole is leaned a little bit,
And that's a ragged old flag you got hangin' on it".
He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down,
"Is this the first time you've been to our little town"

I said, "I think it is"He said "I don't like to brag,
but we're kinda proud ofThat Ragged Old Flag
"You see, we got a little hole in that flag there,
When Washington took it across the Delaware.

and it got a bad rip in New Orleans,
with Packingham & Jackson tugging at its seams.
and It almost fell at the Alamo
beside the Texas flag,But she waved on though.

She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville,
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill.
There was Robert E. Lee and Beauregard and Bragg,
And the south wind blew hard onThat Ragged Old Flag"

On Flanders Field in World War I,
She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun,
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp, and low, a time or two,

She was in Korea, Vietnam,
She went where she was sent by her Uncle Sam.
She waved from our ships upon the briny foam
and now they've about quit wavin' back here at home

in her own good land here She's been abused,
She's been burned, dishonored, denied an' refused,
And the government for which she stands
Has been scandalized throughout out the land.

And she's getting thread bare, and she's wearin' thin,
But she's in good shape, for the shape she's in.
Cause she's been through the fire before
and i believe she can take a whole lot more."

So we raise her up every morning
And we take her down slow every night,
We don't let her touch the ground,
And we fold her up right.

On second thought I DO like to brag
Cause I'm mighty proud of That Ragged Old Flag"

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Coming back

So I have been in a no internet mood for the last few months, as I am SOOO sick of dial-up, and frustrated with our old computer. We have tried all we can currently, so until I get an access card for our laptop (and hope that it will even work out in our dead zone), dial-up it is. I can't believe that we are apparently so far on the edge of civilization that nothing reaches us- it reaches our neighbors, but not us. Go figure. So I am back to blogging, hopefully every few days or so, but there will rarely be pictures unfortunately.