Sunday, March 18, 2007
The New Calling
Have you ever knew about a calling but couldn't say anything until you were sustained and it took a LONG time before you were sustained??? Well, that's what I've been going through. I feel like I've been living with this secret and now I want to shout it from the rooftops - I get to serve as 2nd Counselor in the Stake Primary Presidency. I'm so excited, I could burst. I love Primary and am so thrilled to be serving there again. I'm even more excited about who I get to serve with. My friend Andrea is the president, who I admire and respect so much. Like that U2 song, "It's a Beautiful Day."
Monday, March 12, 2007
6 Unusual Things
Well, since I don't have any pictures to share (Adam threw my camera off the top of our stairs and shattered it) I thought this would be a perfect time to take Kristin's challenge and share 6 unusual things about me. Some of these things I can't believe I'm sharing, so promise you won't all want to commit me after reading them.
1. I secretly love to play the piano, but can't play that well. Usually on Sundays I play to my heart's content. Yesterday my friend Jodi called (a fabulous pianist), Andrew answered the phone and had her listen to me without me knowing. I was so embarrassed.
2. Sometimes when I clean my house, I pretend someone really important is coming over (i.e., my boss, the prophet, etc.) to motivate me to do a good job. So weird, I know.
3. I like the PBS cartoon Arthur - even more than my kids!
4. Once during an interview I was asked, "If you could be a kitchen appliance, what would it be?" Stupidly, I responded, "A refrigerator so I could be different temperatures." That doesn't even make any sense!
5. I have a tiny tattoo on my left ankle, which I hate more than anything (occurred my freshmen year at WSU). Funny, it cost $20 to put on and would cost $2,000 to have removed, which would almost be worth it except they can't "completely" remove it - whatever that means.
6. Once during my junior year in high school I was having a fight with my boyfriend outside one of the classrooms. I embarrassingly asked, "don't you think I'm pretty anymore?" Ugh! How pathetic! Why couldn't I have asked, "don't you think I'm smart anymore"??? Even worse, right at that moment my biology teacher came out of the classroom and started lecturing me about self worth. To this day, I cringe when I think of this.
Well, there it is. I hope I still have friends after sharing all this unusualness (my family members are stuck with me!)
1. I secretly love to play the piano, but can't play that well. Usually on Sundays I play to my heart's content. Yesterday my friend Jodi called (a fabulous pianist), Andrew answered the phone and had her listen to me without me knowing. I was so embarrassed.
2. Sometimes when I clean my house, I pretend someone really important is coming over (i.e., my boss, the prophet, etc.) to motivate me to do a good job. So weird, I know.
3. I like the PBS cartoon Arthur - even more than my kids!
4. Once during an interview I was asked, "If you could be a kitchen appliance, what would it be?" Stupidly, I responded, "A refrigerator so I could be different temperatures." That doesn't even make any sense!
5. I have a tiny tattoo on my left ankle, which I hate more than anything (occurred my freshmen year at WSU). Funny, it cost $20 to put on and would cost $2,000 to have removed, which would almost be worth it except they can't "completely" remove it - whatever that means.
6. Once during my junior year in high school I was having a fight with my boyfriend outside one of the classrooms. I embarrassingly asked, "don't you think I'm pretty anymore?" Ugh! How pathetic! Why couldn't I have asked, "don't you think I'm smart anymore"??? Even worse, right at that moment my biology teacher came out of the classroom and started lecturing me about self worth. To this day, I cringe when I think of this.
Well, there it is. I hope I still have friends after sharing all this unusualness (my family members are stuck with me!)
Monday, March 05, 2007
My Gift
From February 14th to March 5th it is "Party Time" at our House as we celebrate Valentine's Day and 3 birthdays. Our 19-day celebration ends today with Adam's birthday.
On his special day, I'd like to share Adam's Story. It starts back while I was pregnant with our 3rd child, Natalie. During my 3rd trimester, I developed Intrahepatic Cholestasis of Pregnancy (ICP), a liver disorder that basically causes bile to build up in the mother's blood, which causes severe itching all over the body and jaundice. Let's just say I was miserable! The discomfort was so bad, I called Andrew, who drove home from Boise in the middle of the night - this is 1 of only 2 times I've called him while he's been out of town and asked him to come home. My doctor wanted to induce (I was at 36 weeks), but since ICP doesn't affect the baby (so they say), I wanted to hold out a couple more weeks.
I was induced at 38 weeks and almost immediately the itching stopped. After this experience, Andrew and I thought maybe we should stop at 3 children. However, when Natalie was about a year old, we both started to feel like our family wasn't complete. We thought a lot about the end of my previous pregnancy and began looking into adoption. We talked to Brother Cabbage at LDS Family Services (he's a family friend from the Tri-cities) who discussed with us our options, which were private adoption or international adoption because we already had 3 kids.
We prayed and prayed and prayed for an answer, but the solution eluded us.
About this time, I had planned a trip to Nauvoo with my grandparents (they love to travel and occasionally invite me to join them as a little "break.") I won't go into all the spiritual details, but will share that the Nauvoo Temple is where I first met Adam.
After sharing my experience with Andrew, we immediately started trying to get pregnant. It worked on the first try - so to speak :-) and from that moment until March 5, 2004 I had the most spiritual experiences I've ever had in my life. A few months ago I read a book, "Expecting Adam" (thank you Kristin) and while I didn't share this with my book group, my pregnancy with Adam was similar to the author's pregnancy with her Adam. Even the naming of our babies was something beyond us.
On his special day, I'd like to share Adam's Story. It starts back while I was pregnant with our 3rd child, Natalie. During my 3rd trimester, I developed Intrahepatic Cholestasis of Pregnancy (ICP), a liver disorder that basically causes bile to build up in the mother's blood, which causes severe itching all over the body and jaundice. Let's just say I was miserable! The discomfort was so bad, I called Andrew, who drove home from Boise in the middle of the night - this is 1 of only 2 times I've called him while he's been out of town and asked him to come home. My doctor wanted to induce (I was at 36 weeks), but since ICP doesn't affect the baby (so they say), I wanted to hold out a couple more weeks.
I was induced at 38 weeks and almost immediately the itching stopped. After this experience, Andrew and I thought maybe we should stop at 3 children. However, when Natalie was about a year old, we both started to feel like our family wasn't complete. We thought a lot about the end of my previous pregnancy and began looking into adoption. We talked to Brother Cabbage at LDS Family Services (he's a family friend from the Tri-cities) who discussed with us our options, which were private adoption or international adoption because we already had 3 kids.
We prayed and prayed and prayed for an answer, but the solution eluded us.
About this time, I had planned a trip to Nauvoo with my grandparents (they love to travel and occasionally invite me to join them as a little "break.") I won't go into all the spiritual details, but will share that the Nauvoo Temple is where I first met Adam.
After sharing my experience with Andrew, we immediately started trying to get pregnant. It worked on the first try - so to speak :-) and from that moment until March 5, 2004 I had the most spiritual experiences I've ever had in my life. A few months ago I read a book, "Expecting Adam" (thank you Kristin) and while I didn't share this with my book group, my pregnancy with Adam was similar to the author's pregnancy with her Adam. Even the naming of our babies was something beyond us.
While Adam is an active little boy, who keeps me on my toes, I nevertheless marvel at the spirit inside, feeling inadequate and unworthy to be raising him in these latter days. I don't know if he has an important purpose on this earth or if I needed the "spiritual boost" while I was pregnant with him, but I'm thankful for this gift from my Heavenly Father.
Happy 3rd Birthday Adam!
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