Gram's Place

It's amazing the things you remember as a mom about your kids and their birth stories. The specific memories that are etched into your mind for one reason or another. Abbie's birth was the longest of all. I was in labor for 17 hours. Not really grueling labor, just long and boring. I remember finally deciding I was going to get a spinal. It was the messiest scene for some reason. I kept having contractions and they had to put the needle in my back a couple of times and take it back out. Finally, after the second try, I told them to forget it cuz it was time to have a baby. At first they didn't believe me. But, I gave them "that look" and then they listened. I remember looking back at the room as they were wheeling me away to the delivery room and wondering who was going to clean up that mess. There were blankets and monitors and cables all over the place. I was glad I didn't work there. Abbie, you came into this world with a bang. We were so excited about you

Last week at Bible Study, I had the privelege of teaching about how God's love "corrects" me. I love teaching the Word of God, mostly because I get to learn way more than the people I talk with. I get to delve in and discover so much more about God than when I just observe. So, even after a week has gone by, I have been chewing on God's love correcting me. The book we are going through is called " Steadfast Love" by Debbie Alsdorf . This particular week on correcting, the author took us through Hebrews chapter 12 in such an incredible way. I find myself revisiting it often. But, one particular part has really worked on me all week. Two words really. They are found in Hebrews 12:3. Consider him. Consider Jesus. Consider the one who endured such adversity. Think about all that Jesus went through. Think about that. I can probably echo thoughts that many have had lately. Life is crazy. If it isn't one thing, it's another. How much more can I take?

Dear Buck, It is hard for me to say good bye to you because I haven't seen you in so many years. The last time I saw you was 8 years ago. I remember exactly because I had just had Emily. You were here when I was pregnant, and you were pretty sure it was going to be a girl. You were right. But, then you got sick right after I had her. Your emphysema was bad, and you were struggling breathing. You had developed pneumonia and the doctor admitted you the the ICU. It killed me because I had a baby just a few days old and couldn't come to see you in the hospital. I only made it once. But, when they transferred you to the regular room, I couldn't stay away. I remember how optimistic you were. You weren't worried about your health. You were invincible. You got better and went back to your home, two states away. I wish I could have known if you had gotten my letters and cards. I never was able to talk with you on the phone because whenever I called, if the number hadn

For Easter, we each got our own CHOCOLATE BUNNIES from Julia's parents in Germany. Have I mentioned how incredibly awesome it is that they are from Germany, a place where chocolate grows on trees??? :) So, mine is gone. And today I talked Emily into opening hers. :) I hope my family doesn't read this or they will start to hide their bunnies.... Each day I see that delicious chocolate bunny sitting there and I sing a little song... you know it, I know you do.... I don't want no health food when it's time to feed A big bag o' bunnies is all that I need! I don't want no buddies to come out and play I'll sit on my sofa, eat bunnies all day. I won't go to church! And I won't go to school! That stuff is for sissies, but bunnies are cool! I don't want no pickles, I don't want no honey I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny! I don't want to tell you a joke that is funny I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny! I don't want a tissue whe

Blogging has been scarce lately and here's why: 1. I have discovered I get more done if I stay away from the computer. 2. INSTE FINALS in Two weeks and that's it forever. 3. company here at Easter. 4. company coming for Graduation = lots of work ahead 5. graduation = lots to do That's just the top five. The big kicker is graduation. The countdown is on. I have 6 weeks and lots to do. If you don't have anything going on, come on over and I'll give you a broom and a scoop shovel and you can help in the garage. If you want to stay home, email me and I'll give you a recipe for a dessert you can make. The menu for our graduation open house is coffee and dessert! Sugar addicts beware...

Every now and then, for some reason, my life becomes extremely busy for a season with whatever it is that is going on and I have to do for a while... I'm pretty sure this is normal. At least it is in my life. And sometimes, if my attitude is right, it can be really fun... The only downfall of that is that I neglect things like blogging and getting ready for our upcoming graduation and summer company, and the recycling that is piling up in the garage. Although the recycling really isn't my responsibility, it belongs to another member of my family, who at this point shall be unnamed, it still ends up being one of those things that I do ... mostly because I apparently "see" things that nobody else in my family sees...like the sock that has been lying by the stair for over a week now, and other odd sorts that are apparently invisible to the naked eye only to be seen by supermom. Ah, but I digress... Ahem! The recycling in the garage, as I said, has been piling up, oh