Posted in Baby, Family

A Very Unexpected Question from a Cashier

What’s the most unexpected thing
a stranger has ever said to you?

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ith having a large family, we have had LOTS of comments through the years,   from “do you know what causes that” to “how many more are you going to have?”  We have been able to laugh a lot off, or even ignore.  But one, I will never forget.  We “only” had three boys at that time, and I was very big and pregnant with our twins.  It seems the grocery cashier clerks have the most nerve to ask the most personal questions.  She asked a few questions seeing our three boys and then she said to my husband, “Can’t you leave your wife alone?” in a very serious voice.  Like, how is my husband suppose to answer that?  He’s a quiet guy and I think he would have just ignored it, but I stepped up and said, “I can’t leave HIM alone!”  She kinda gasped and went on hurriedly with checking us out. She didn’t speak another word to us!

As we were walking out the store, my husband kept saying over and over “I can’t believe you said that . . . I can’t believe you said that!”  Well, I couldn’t believe SHE said that!  It really was rude and just none of her business about our family!

So her very unexpected question got a very unexpected response!

Posted in Baby, Family

50 Million Babies Praising Jesus


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can only imagine the awe that the first face I would see would be that of Jesus and see such glory and glorious surroundings ~ to never know pain, or the hurts of this world.  Our “little” Angela Hope went right from my womb to heaven, 14 years ago today.  It’s hard to know how to picture her.  When I meet her in heaven, will a little girl run to my arms or will Jesus put a baby in my arms?  I know it won’t matter then, and I won’t miss the dreams anymore that I had for her.  I won’t see the gap anymore between my 12 year old daughter and 15 year old daughter and wonder how close the 5 youngest girls that came so in a close row, would play and grow up together.  Instead we day dream of the little girl in heaven that celebrates Jesus every day, who has never endured a skinned knee, spanking or the emotions of feeling unloved.  She’s always known love.

Angela did not know pain. She quickly died because of a placenta abruption.  Her body was not broken apart in me or ripped out of me.  She did not feel a needle poke into her and limbs ripped off or her head punctured open.  But most of the 50 million babies, that were killed in their mama’s wombs in the last 39 years since abortion was legalized on this day, felt excruciating pain as they were being killed before birth.  No one heard their first cries or came to their rescue, until their heart stopped beating and they opened their eyes to meet Jesus face to face. And I think of the mom who lays there on the medical bed, who weeps within, knowing a part of her was destroyed.  And she seeks healing – and there is – only with Jesus who forgives and wants to care for her as He does her child.

And as I think of my little Angela Hope, I also think of the many little ones in Jesus presence, praising Him.  I imagine the sweet music like we’ve never heard.  Last Sunday we sang an old hymn and this verse caught my heart, and I wrote it down.  I thought it perfect for today:

People and realms
of every tongue
dwell on His love
with sweetest song;
and infant voices
shall proclaim
their early blessings
on His name.

Jesus Shall Reign 
by Isaac Watts 
1674-1748 

Happy Birthday Angela Hope.  Can’t wait to sing with you!

Posted in Baby, Family, Five Minute Friday, Meme

Five Minute Friday: VIVID Memories of Her Brief Life

VIVID!

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have few memories of her, but I have special,  vivid memories I hold on to.  I remember the first time I heard her heartbeat.  I remember various dresses I wore while I was pregnant with her.  And I remember the ultrasound that told us she was perfect and she was heart healthy.  I vividly remember wishing one day I had more time to take care of my daughter who just had surgeries before our new little one was born, and the next day she was born, but in such silence.

 I vividly remember the contractions as I drove my daughter to a post-op check-up with a frend while we had sick kids at home.  It’s still vivid, these 14 years later, in the doctors office, thinking my water broke, to find out I was hemorrhaging.  I vividly remember the peace.  There was not fear.  It did not cross my mind my baby was already in heaven.  And when they placed the scanner on my belly and could not find a heartbeat and softly told me she was gone, the peace stayed and I comforted my friend.  I remember the doctors telling me my life was in danger and they wanted my husband there as soon as possible.  My in-laws got there before my husband, and I vividly remember my mother-in-law’s shock and “oh no” when I told her the news.  And I remember things starting to fade as I went in and out of a fog and my blood pressure was bottoming out and they were pumping me full of fluids and hoping for my husband’s quick arrival.  When he finally came in the room, he  was put in immediate shock and I  was whisked away for an emergency c-section to save my life.  Before I left, I remember vividly asking my mom-in-law, “what if I don’t make it” and she told me “you have to . . . . you will.”  It’s still vivid leaving my husband who stood and stared at me, not knowing what to do and say, and we told each other that we love each other.

And it seemed minutes later I was woken up, and before I could even open my eyes I asked if she was really gone.  It probably was a last hope they just missed her heartbeat.  They told me I had a girl, she was beautiful and yes, she was gone.  I asked to see her, hold her, and soon, Angela Hope was placed in my arms.  A few weeks later the funeral home gave me her clothes she wore, including a little hat.  It was not vivid in my mind when she was handed to me, I whipped it off, and said “she doesn’t need to keep her head warm.”  I was in critical condition from all the blood I lost and the doctor stayed by my side for hours after the surgery in case he had to go back and do a hysterectomy.  When I asked this doctor whom I had never met before if I could have more children, I vividly remember him telling me “God will fill your quiver”.

The memories of holding her in the hospital are not all vivid.  But our funeral director/friend told us later to MAKE MEMORIES since they are limited and so we did, holding her, counting her toes, and taking pictures.  I vividly remember the smell of her make-up on me. I have a little bottle of it in my dresser and I still “smell her” some days.

And I vividly remember the long line of cars following behind us as we drove her little body to the cemetery, and thinking, she was born on the 25th anniversary date of Roe vs  Wade and so many innocent lives thrown away, but all these dear ones are remembering this precious brief life on earth they never knew and how we need to also remember the little ones who went to heaven with no celebration of life.  

Someday my knowing her will not fade anymore and in heaven she will be brilliantly vivid as she stands next to Jesus and her big brother, Matthew.  I look forward to that . . .

(yes, I lost track of time . . . and doubled my five minutes . . . )

This Sunday is Sanctity of Life Sunday . . . the 39th anniversary of Roe vs Wade. In the USA over 50 MILLION babies have been killed by abortion.  As we remember these precious life gifts heaven holds, I also remember the moms who have empty arms, and long for the baby in their arms that Jesus holds.  

Joining Gypsy Mama and her Five Minute Friday.

Posted in Baby, Family, Grief

In Memory of Our Angela Hope – & 50+ Million Babies

Today is a bittersweet day.  Our precious little Angela Hope was born still, 12 years ago today at 36 weeks gestation.  It is hard to believe it’s been twelve years- and then in other ways , it seems like it was all a dream, because we never had her at home to make memories with.  Also, on this date, 37 years ago, abortion was legalized and since then over 50 million babies have been murdered. It breaks many mom’s and dad’s and grandparent’s hearts, who have said good-bye to wanted babies, while other babies are killed.

Today I also think of my dear friend Hannah & her husband Jesse, who just said good-bye to her precious three day old baby boy, Uriah, less than three weeks ago. Their baby was so very wanted.  It’s hard to understand God’s ways, but they are accepting . . .  and grieving.   Hannah gave me a gift in allowing me to be a part of their little baby’s short life, and one that I will always hold dear in my heart.  We don’t take the gift of life for granted.  Today is extra bittersweet, with so many emotions.   I invite you to read Hannah & Jesse’s blogs, and Jesse’s mom’s blog, Pausing to Consider, as they share their journey through grief, remembering and slow healing.  Please leave them a note of encouragement.

Below is a poem that was written in memory of Angela.  I shared it with Hannah when she was still in the hospital.  I think of little Uriah now in heaven, playing at Jesus’ feet as well.

Our eyes long to see you
Now you behold Him,
Our arms ache to hold you,
Now you know perfect love.
Our ears yearn for your voice,
Now you sing His praises.
We desired to feed you
Now you will never hunger.
We anticipated the
pitter-patter of your feet,
Now you play at His pierced ones.
We dreamed of years of
love and laughter,
Now you will never know pain.
We longed to watch you
grow and develop,
Now you are perfect.
This isn’t how we planned,

But we know Jesus loves you,
. . . and He loves us.
By Monique Stam


©Sunshine Portrait Studio ~ Baby Uriah's feet held by his loving mommy & daddy
Posted in Baby, Wednesdays Walk

Wednesday’s Memory Walk ~ A Breastfeeding Funny

W ith our lives being filled with many doctor’s visits and adjustments with my husband being sick and recovering, I’ve not participated in many  Wednesday’s Walk for well over a month or so.  I don’t do this often, but decided to go back a few years and read some posts I had put up . . . and came across this one I had forgotten about.  Laughter is good medicine!

Revisiting April 16, 2007:

BethanyOur youngest daughter [then almost 4] was certainly observing, as I was getting ready to nurse her baby brother [then not quite 2 months old]. She totally ADORES him – did before he was even born, talking to my belly everyday. But on this particular day, she wanted to make sure he knew that I was about to nurse him. Suddenly, in just a matter-of-fact voice, leaning down to inform him, says:

READY OR NOT . . . HERE SHE COMES!

I wish you could have heard it in the tone of her voice. We split laughing. Then she could not understand our peels of laughter, and began sobbing. She thought we were making fun of her. We got her calmed . . . we calmed, but it still makes us all laugh when we think of it.

Thankfully it was not in church during a quiet moment as I discreetly try to feed him.

I will have to remember to remind her of this someday when she is about to nurse her baby!  Join with the others on Wednesday’s Walk.

Posted in Baby, Faith, Family

In Loving Memory . . .

of our precious daughter,

Angela Hope,

who knew no pain on earth,
saw Jesus face before ours,
and will forever worship Him
with her big brother,
until we join them.

Angela Hope

Despite not seeing her take her first breath or to look in her eyes, I am thankful to have had her, and I will have her again, in heaven. I’ve held 12 miracles in my arms with two waiting in heaven. Today, on this 36th anniversary death date of Roe vs Wade I think of the precious miracles thrown away. I remember them too.  I invite you to watch this video my blog friend Susan shared with me.

Posted in Baby, Family, Grief, Wednesdays Walk

Wednesday Walk: Remembering My Baby & Aborted Babies

These past several weeks you have joined me in watching a miracle unfold before us.  Eleven years ago tomorrow, we also were part of another miracle.  One little life went to heaven; my life was miraculously spared.

It was just three weeks after we brought Jessica home from her eleven week stay in ICU after two open heart surgeries, many of those weeks near death’s door.   I took Jessica to her cardiologist for a post-op check-up.  I was 36 weeks pregnant with our 8th child.

We were barely in the cardiologist’s office when I thought my water broke, to find out I was hemorrhaging.  I was rushed next door to the adjoining hospital and within a few minutes an ultrasound showed that our  little baby girl, Angela Hope, was already with her Creator, seeing His face before mine – touching His hands before mine.

An emergency c-section was done to save my life.  After the surgery I asked my doctor if I’d be able to have more children and he told me “God will fill your quiver.”  Later I was told that had any other doctor done my surgery, I would have most certainly had a hysterectomy.  This doctor valued life – before it even began.

Angela Hope died January 22, 1998, the 25th anniversary date of Roe vs. Wade.  I will never forget driving to the cemetery, and looking behind us as we were coming down a hill, seeing all the cars following us.  Her short life was being honored and remembered.  I thought of all the aborted babies being thrown away, trying to be forgotten by mothers,  fathers, doctors, nurses, etc.  I made a commitment that day that I would would not let her death be in vain and that I would remember aborted babies too.  For quite a few years on special occasions I would still buy that special Easter dress or Christmas dress I would have gotten for her and donated it to a prolife pregnancy center.  We tried to do something in her memory and memory of others who lost babies and children, along with remembering aborted babies on Sanctity of Life Sunday in our church.  But as the years have passed, I’ve neglected in doing as much.  It was renewed this past  Sanctity of Life Sunday at church,  as I heard about a new law that is trying to be passed.

Do you know about FOCA – the Freedom of Choice Act? I had heard “something” of it, but sometimes we get so bombarded with one law after the other, it’s easy to become numb and just let it pass, not giving it another thought.  We need to give this great thought, and take some quick action.

Information below in red was quoted from here.

If FOCA passes, it will “sweep away hundreds of anti-abortion laws [and] policies.”  Here are just a few:

  • Christian doctors and nurses will be sued if they refuse to participate in abortions.
  • Religious hospitals will be forced to do abortions or shut down.
  • Babies will be aborted up until the day of birth.
  • States will have no say in any abortion law.
  • Military hospitals would now be required to provide abortion the same as any other health procedure.
  • Abortions would no longer have to be performed by licenses physicians.
  • All informed consent laws would be overturned; all parental notification laws would be nullified; all laws requiring a waiting period before abortion would be eliminated.

President Obama was quoted as saying,

“The first thing I’d do as president is sign the Freedom of Choice Act. That’s the first thing that I’d do.

So, what can WE do?

As my pastor said this past Sunday, we need to step out of the stained glass windows of our church, and the safety in our homes.  We need for this to trouble us greatly. We need to fight for our children and our children’s children, for safety in our doctor’s offices and hospitals.  We need to protect life even before it begins.

Today as I (and many of my readers) participate in Wednesday’s Walk Down Memory Lane, think of what we want to remember by the stand we take today, that makes memories for tomorrow.

Posted in Baby, Bracelet Stories, Faith, Family

And the winner is . . .

E ntry #31 who is PATTY WYSONG from her blog, Patterings who has won a personalized bracelet from my website,  Bracelet Stories. This was in participation  with Christian Women Online at Café Holiday Expo with each participant giving something away on our blogs.

Patty shared with her entry,

“I didn’t make it through the post without tearing up. sheesh. I have 5 kids with me and 2 with Jesus that I lost at 16 & 20 weeks. I’ll be adding the link to both of my blogs–these bracelets are wonderful.”

I look forward to creating your Bracelet Story with you, Patty!

Be sure to click the flashing logo above to see who the winners are of the other great prizes from this Café Holiday Expo.

So many of you shared such touching entries, what you would want as part of your bracelet story.  bracelet3I wish I could give away a bracelet to each one of you.  My base price for a bracelet is $15, then you add in birthstones $2 – $2.50 each and/or charms (little feet charms are $9.95 & includes two birthstones) + shipping ($2.50 within USA).  For only those that entered below as part of the drawing and would like to order a bracelet,  I am offering a special discount, and will take $6 off the base price.  With doing this, I cannot promise arrival before Christmas, but I will do my very best to do so.  Just go to  Bracelet Stories and click the box for how to place order for the specific information I will need to place an order (& gives e-mail info).  Orders must be placed/paid for by January 15, 2009.

Thank you all for participating!  This was fun!  🙂

Posted in Baby, Family, REVIEW

Product Review: coverPlug

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plugsur home has been going through baby proofing for safety for . . . well . . . the past 21 years!  Each child seems to have different interests in various things.  Our youngest baby, now almost two has been our baby we’ve had the least problem with stairs.  He learned very quickly how to go up and down.  Others, we’ve had to keep the stairs gated for several years.  But ALL of our children have had an interest in electrical plugs.  There’s those little holes – what’s a child to do with it? Stick something in it!  We have gotten the small safety caps through the years, but those are fascinating to a little one as well.  Pull them out – push them back in – pull them out – push them back in.  Then . . . try something else to poke into it! 

plugs21I was given this coverPlug to try out and review.  I’ve had it plugged in for well over a week now, near an area our baby plays, and he has not tried at all to pull it out.  These are paintable and can easily blend right into your wall colors.  I’ve not had the chance to paint it yet, and still, he has not tried to pull it out.  I am impressed!  

 

THE PROS:  These  coverPlugs are very simple to use.  The durable molded panel has two posts on the back that align with the ground openings of a double outlet.  Just push it in!  Then, it can be left as is, or paint them! It could not be much easier.  

THE CONS:  Well, with anything you have to pay for it.  These run $3.50 to $5.00 a piece, depending where you buy them and how many you buy at one time, making them more pricey than the little caps.  The only other thing is you can only use these in double outlet plugs that you are not using.  So, if you take it off, and are using one plug – the other outlet is exposed or you have to use one of the little plastic caps for the other.  I can see using both these coverPlugs and the little plastic caps.

plug3FINAL THOUGHTS: As a mom who has raised eleven children (with the youngest not quite two), and have dealt with little ones’ curiosity with outlets, this is definitely something I would buy and I do and will recommend them.  I believe safety is worth the price.

Posted in Baby, Family

Our Baby is ONE!

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es, our spoiled and very much adored little boy is one years old today.  I don’t know where the year went.  It was neat to see how excited all the children were celebrating his birthday.  How blessed I am . . . what a treasure each of our children are, and he is just the icing on top of cake – a healing balm and another treasure on loan to us.  It’s hard to believe a year ago he was a very frail little boy, born four weeks early, struggles with nursing, gaining weight and  jaundice, got through whooping cough, and now has each of his brothers and sisters wrapped around ALL his fingers!  Of course, his favorite word is “mama”!

Rejoice with us!

Posted in Baby

Sick Little Ones

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ou Sickbaby don’t want to come near us.  We’ve got lots of germs here.    You will find lots of tissue, and the counter lined with Vitamin C, garlic, colloidal silver, echinacia, etc. and bottles of water.  We even broke down and got cough syrups and a few of us are on antibiotics (which we probably have not used in a couple of years – so you know we are sick!)  The bronchitis bug is not leaving too quickly (over two weeks now).  For some reason, my husband is the only one who has not gotten it.  The rest of us are coughing, and coughing, and coughing and sound quite nasty.  The worst one though is the baby.  We will make yet another trip to the doctor today (3rd time in a week) to make sure his lungs are staying clear So far it’s has stayed bronchial, but he gets the awful coughing spells, and then throws up everything.  We’ve had a hard time keeping the liquids in him.  So, if you think of us at all be praying.  It’s been a lonnnggg week, and the last several nights I have seen every hour on the clock getting up with the baby.  Thankfully the older girls take him in the morning so I can get a couple hours of solid sleep.  I don’t like long holiday weekends either when it’s harder to get a doc to see the baby without going into ER. 

So my writing and recipes and all have been limited this week – and with starting school next week, I will try to get somethings together here soon.

Posted in Baby

He’s Six Month’s Old . . . & Sick

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6months ur little guy is six months old. Of course, we can’t imagine life without him.  He’s quite a delight and a very good baby . . . even when he’s sick.  He has his first major illness . . . bronchitis, along with quite a few of us at home.  We’re all coughing something terrible.  We weren’t even this sick last winter season.  So far he is doing pretty good with it, and his lungs are clear.   He gets a little fussy, but we can still bring the smiles and dimples out!  Here his is, enjoying the backyard baby swing. 

6months2 In the past couple of weeks he has started to reach out for me when someone else is holding him.  It sure melts my heart!  He is grabbing at everything and everything goes into the mouth.  He is growing . . . weighs almost 14 pounds.  It was kinda nice though that he was able to wear his 0-3 month sized clothes for quite sometime, and we are just starting the 3-6 month sized clothes.

Calendar Later today I will have one of my young ones pick a number from 1 to 16 for the winner of the Mom’s Family Calendar.  Once I have posted it, the winner will have 24 hours to e-mail me with her name and address.  If I don’t hear from her, another number will be picked.  So be sure to come back and check. 

Tomorrow I will be hosting Christian Women Online’s, In Other WordsIowThe featured quote is listed below.  Write about it on your blog and come back to visit and share a link to your blog and see what the gals have written about.

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He’s Six Month’s Old . . . & Sick

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6months ur little guy is six months old. Of course, we can’t imagine life without him.  He’s quite a delight and a very good baby . . . even when he’s sick.  He has his first major illness . . . bronchitis, along with quite a few of us at home.  We’re all coughing something terrible.  We weren’t even this sick last winter season.  So far he is doing pretty good with it, and his lungs are clear.   He gets a little fussy, but we can still bring the smiles and dimples out!  Here his is, enjoying the backyard baby swing. 

6months2 In the past couple of weeks he has started to reach out for me when someone else is holding him.  It sure melts my heart!  He is grabbing at everything and everything goes into the mouth.  He is growing . . . weighs almost 14 pounds.  It was kinda nice though that he was able to wear his 0-3 month sized clothes for quite sometime, and we are just starting the 3-6 month sized clothes.

Calendar Later today I will have one of my young ones pick a number from 1 to 16 for the winner of the Mom’s Family Calendar.  Once I have posted it, the winner will have 24 hours to e-mail me with her name and address.  If I don’t hear from her, another number will be picked.  So be sure to come back and check. 

Tomorrow I will be hosting Christian Women Online’s, In Other WordsIowThe featured quote is listed below.  Write about it on your blog and come back to visit and share a link to your blog and see what the gals have written about.

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He’s Six Month’s Old . . . & Sick

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6months ur little guy is six months old. Of course, we can’t imagine life without him.  He’s quite a delight and a very good baby . . . even when he’s sick.  He has his first major illness . . . bronchitis, along with quite a few of us at home.  We’re all coughing something terrible.  We weren’t even this sick last winter season.  So far he is doing pretty good with it, and his lungs are clear.   He gets a little fussy, but we can still bring the smiles and dimples out!  Here his is, enjoying the backyard baby swing. 

6months2 In the past couple of weeks he has started to reach out for me when someone else is holding him.  It sure melts my heart!  He is grabbing at everything and everything goes into the mouth.  He is growing . . . weighs almost 14 pounds.  It was kinda nice though that he was able to wear his 0-3 month sized clothes for quite sometime, and we are just starting the 3-6 month sized clothes.

Calendar Later today I will have one of my young ones pick a number from 1 to 16 for the winner of the Mom’s Family Calendar.  Once I have posted it, the winner will have 24 hours to e-mail me with her name and address.  If I don’t hear from her, another number will be picked.  So be sure to come back and check. 

Tomorrow I will be hosting Christian Women Online’s, In Other WordsIowThe featured quote is listed below.  Write about it on your blog and come back to visit and share a link to your blog and see what the gals have written about.