tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66223858784304034702024-02-23T00:52:16.786-06:00life unscriptedAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.comBlogger541125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-4686575724206841302017-10-12T16:20:00.000-05:002017-10-12T16:20:13.338-05:00Enns Baby Guessing It's been ages since I've posted anything to this ol' blog but I have always had a fun little guessing game for each baby we've had and I can't let that stop with the third baby.<br />
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Micah came 1 day early, weighed 8lbs 8oz and was 21 1/4 inches long.<br />
Amos came 2 weeks early, weighed 7lbs 7oz and was 19 inches long.<br />
Baby 3 is due November 18<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-97954669001908202015-08-02T00:03:00.000-05:002015-08-02T00:03:48.384-05:00Amos' Birth StoryWell sweet Amos you are a month old already, I guess now is a good time to finally post your birth story.<br />
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It was our usual errand running day so Micah and I had ventured out to go grocery shopping and make a few other stops as well. I had been having contractions on and off for a month, so another day of spontaneous contractions didn't seem out of the ordinary by any means. Once back home Micah wanted to blow up balloons for 'baby happy birthday' so we blew up balloons and hung them up. All day Micah had been singing happy birthday to my belly, it was like he knew that it was the day! After setting up the balloons Micah went down for an unusually long nap and only woke up at 5 pm. It gave me ample time to fluff the nest as I had been doing during most of his afternoon naps. After his nap we went to play outside and wait until daddy came home from work so we could eat supper together. Clint got home around 6:30 and I noticed that my sporadic contractions were starting to happen a bit more frequently but weren't terribly strong yet. I didn't want to get my hopes up since I was 13 days early. I messaged my doula to see what she thought about the contractions that I had been having. She told me to drink water and lay down and if they didn't stop that it was likely real labour. So I did just that and by 7 pm I realized that maybe this was the real deal. I started timing the contractions to see how far apart and how long they were, they were coming every 10 minutes and lasted a minute long. So I called my friend who was doing labour pictures for us and my mom and sister so they could watch Micah.<br />
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Mom was busy out in the field and said she would be another two hours as she needed to shower and get ready, she didn't seem in a hurry. So I text my sister, 15 minutes later she messaged me back and said, "ok I left work, do I have time to change?" It made me laugh a bit at the very different responses I got. They ended up coming together, but not before mom called and asked questions like, "should I pack to stay over night?" "should we take separate cars?" It was now around 9 pm and things were clearly moving along and quickly! So my response was "I don't care, just get here!" During that time my friend Pam arrived and started snapping pictures.<br />
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We were trying to get Micah down to bed but I think he could tell that something was up. There was no way he was going to be going to bed. He often came beside me during a contraction and would make me laugh, which was funny and annoying at the same time since laughing was very uncomfortable during contractions. He would popping his head between my legs if I was hunched over, or rub my back, or just run around like a crazy man.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuJfQfWzDr_sIO8wWFpE_AvwESNcAUkDSK-7icd2llgutvvwBsEbJ5PceY8t9ftwNZ-fqvGj050m4J9Qantu_Z4Iuj-rOy1o0fK7gxrKMFdwKpfG9CafsHTrb85CDRhyedDUR8Ti-HCC0/s1600/amos7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuJfQfWzDr_sIO8wWFpE_AvwESNcAUkDSK-7icd2llgutvvwBsEbJ5PceY8t9ftwNZ-fqvGj050m4J9Qantu_Z4Iuj-rOy1o0fK7gxrKMFdwKpfG9CafsHTrb85CDRhyedDUR8Ti-HCC0/s640/amos7.jpg" width="640" /></a>Around 10 pm my mom and sister arrived which only hyped Micah up more. My contractions were getting progressively stronger and I was trying to find comfortable positions, leaning over the couch, on the stairs, on the birth ball and in the shower. My doula arrived around 10:30 pm which was great because things were getting more intense. She helped me focus and breath and I was able to feel relaxed and calm. Micah was still running around like a mad man so I asked Erin to take him out for a walk, hoping that would put him to sleep. Once he left my contractions kicked into high gear since I no longer was focusing on Micah. During a contractions I could hear Tarana (my doula) ask Clint to start the car because it was time to go. At the same time my sister called because she was lost and couldn't find our street. Things look much different in the dark than in the day so she got a little turned around. I was mid contraction while this conversation was going on between my mom and her and that was the last thing I wanted to hear! We grabbed our bags and headed outside. Micah still wasn't back and I started to cry because I really wanted to say good bye to him since it would be the last time I would see him before baby was born and I'd have to share my attention between the two. Just as we were about to leave Erin comes running up and I was able to hug my sweet boy before leaving and of course he asked to come with us.<br />
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Around 11:45 pm Clint and I left in our vehicle while Pam and Tarana followed behind. It was a very foggy night which was so odd and our wipers were not working great so I just closed my eyes and moaned during contractions while Clint drove. I had this feeling that we would hit a deer since there were always deer on that road, thankfully we did not. We were about half way to the hospital when I said "I feel like I have to poop." (TMI? well it's a birth story so what else would you expect?) He said, "I know what that means." and started speeding up.<br />
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Clint knew that he needed to tell me the sex of the baby and not that it was a baby, like he did with Micah. So he said "it's a boy" I said "no!" he assured me it was since he had seen him right as I pushed him out. I was so certain that it was going to be a girl but I was so excited to have another boy and a brother for Micah. The doctor passed him through my legs so that I could hold him on my chest and snuggle that sweet fresh babe.<br />
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This delivery was so different from Micah's. I am thankful to have had both experiences but feel so empowered being able to allow my body to do what it was made to do with very little medical intervention. I'm am so thankful that we had an amazing doctor who respected our requests and had our well being in his best interest. My doula, she was amazing. I don't know if I could have done it without her. I was able to stay fairly calm and collected and would get me back on track if I started doubting myself. Clint, of course! He did great and believed in me. He was also very thankful that we had a much different experience this time around.<br />
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well little bee you have a few people on the outside that would like to meet you, soon! - big brother asks when you are going to pop out of my belly button and asks if its your happy birthday, everyday - everyday i wonder if today will be the day - i think you are going to be one long baby, tall just like daddy - we are getting so excited to kiss your cheeks and welcome you here - this week you seem to like orange juice and fruit - everyday momma bounces on her ball so that you will come a wee bit sonner, micah likes bouncing on there too, its a bit tricky since you are taking up most of the space on my lap - i think i might actually get more sleep once you get here, i forgot just how little sleep i can survive on for days on end - we got some clothes. blankets, and diapers out and ready for you this week, so you really can come any time now - great grandma and popeye are leaving soon for a short trip but would like it if you came before they left so they don't miss your big début - hope to see you soon sweet bee we love you and pray for you every day<br />
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wow sweet bee you are now 36 old, officially 'full term' which means you can come at any time! - i'd love to have you in my arms sooner rather than later but i know that God has the perfect day for you to come - i've been having contractions on and off for a while now hopefully they are doing something - it's been fun being able to tell exactly what body part is jabbing me here and there, your little knee can pack a punch! - we are getting so excited to kiss your sweet cheeks - daddy tells me at night that he is just can't wait any more - micah makes sure you come with us in the car when we go places, he doesn't want you left behind! thankfully you are pretty easy to tote around with us - we can't wait to meet you and get to know you - you are so loved and so perfect just the way you are </div>
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lately life seems to be flying by. it might have something to do with trying to take in everything we can now that the weather is so great, or maybe it's because i'm always on my toes waddling after a toddler, or it could be a combo of the two. micah is just so much fun right now, his personality is bursting and it's so fun discovering more about him every day. i am trying to treasure these last few weeks we have together just the two of us during the day while daddy is at work. some days can be so long but i always look for the bright moments during the day and try to stash those in the memory bank instead of the moments that i lost my cool because the 10th tantrum of the day was due to not ripping the toilet paper the correct way.<br />
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micah has decided that he wants to use the potty now and so he does. i am so proud of my little man and how he just decided one day that he wanted to wear 'daddy' underwear. there is still the odd accident here and there but over all he is doing an amazing job.<br />
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micah is a big help when it comes to watering the garden. he drag the hose all over and waters everything... everything! his slide gets a good washing almost daily because there is 'yucky poop' from the birds, the car also gets a good watering on a regular basis.he does also water the flowers and weeds and lawn. i also find myself getting sprayed regularly.<br />
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micah loves colouring, being at the shop, driving his bike, playing in his sand/water table, going for walks, hugging and kissing the baby, pretending to be a baby, blowing bubbles, barkley (the neighbours dog), and just being goofy! it is so much fun being his mom. i can't wait to see him in the role of big brother. i think he is going to do an amazing job!<br />
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it's hard to believe that in 5 weeks, give or take, we will be holding you in our arms. where has the time gone? - the other day i drank a bunch of water and you started squirming around and we could hear the water sloshing around, Micah thought it was pretty funny and is always asking if there is 'waka waka' in there with you - this past week you had momma wondering if you were going to make an early appearance with two straight days of contractions, thankfully you decided to stay in there a little bit longer, probably because you heard your brother throwing a tantrum and decided to stay were it was a bit more peaceful - you sure do love radishes and ice just like your brother did - you get the hiccups several times a day and it's so fun to watch my belly pop up and down and know exactly where your chest is - we sure are wondering what you are going to look like, will you look like your brother or have your very own look? - either way we can't wait to kiss those sweet cheeks and nose - sweet little bee, you are so so loved! </div>
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I've been trying to figure out the right time or if there is a right time to get this off my heart. This pregnancy has been so different in so many ways. There are the physical ways it's been different with slightly less morning sickness, totally different cravings, feeling much better over all than I did with Micah. However, this pregnancy has been very different emotionally too. With Micah I was ecstatic, I felt like the whole world should stop moving and acknowledge that I was going to have a baby, a real squirmy squishy baby. With Micah I also had intense, crippling fear of losing him, I couldn't sleep for days on end because of the fear.<br />
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This time around I have been surrounded by loss and heartache as this baby grows in my womb. I have had friends loss there littles early on in pregnancy after years of trying, and I have friends who found out that there sweet girl wouldn't live long after she was born. This week we are saying see you later to that sweet girl. My heart is absolutely broken! So many emotions run through my heart and mind. I feel the kicks of our babe and wonder why the Lord has allowed such pain and heartache on our friends. It has been very difficult to have excitement for the life growing inside me and grieve simultaneously for our friends that have lost so much. The guilt is overwhelming.<br />
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Rejoice with those who rejoice, and mourn with those who mourn. - Romans 12:15<br />
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Do not fear, for I am with you; Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, Surely I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. - Isaiah 41:10<br />
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Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light. - Matthew 11:28-30<br />
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sweet bee it is so hard to believe that you are 33 weeks old already! time is flying by - you get the hiccups, a lot - big brother loves to kiss you goodnight - he also tries to show you off when we go shopping - he loves putting lotion on my belly that feels like you may rip out of - you really like radishes, just like your brother did - the doctors say you are big, which scares momma just a little bit - you seem to think that mommas ribs is the perfect place to push your sweet bum into - you also like to keep momma nice and toasty warm but the weather is also doing a great job of that too, water, fans, and shade are my friends right now - we might get to see your sweet self in a couple weeks if you don't flip head down, i'd love to see you one last time before we hold you in our arms but also would love if you would go head down sooner than later - oh sweet bee we love you so much and pray for you everyday</div>
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the time has come to start the guessing game yet again! we had so much fun doing this with micah so why not go for round two with sweet bumble bee! it's all fun and games and winner claims bragging rights and maybe some fun goodies! if you want to make your guess about sweet little bumble bee fill out this form </div>
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<strike>Baby Daddy - July 1 - 10 lbs - boy - 1 pm</strike><br />
Sheena - July 5 - 8lbs 5oz - boy - 10:30 am<br />
Sheryl - July 5 - boy<br />
Andrina D - July 5 - 8lbs 15oz - boy - 5:49 pm<br />
Yanara - July 7 - 8lbs 11oz - boy - 4:05 am<br />
Nadine - July 7<br />
Ben - July 7<br />
Joy Kinard - July 8 - 6lbs 9oz - girl - 12:22pm<br />
Allison Lundstrom - July 8 - 7lbs 8oz - girl - 7:56 pm<br />
Sherryl Enns - July 10 - 8 lbs 1oz - girl<br />
Rachael July 10 - 8lb 2oz - girl - 2:52 pm<br />
Rebekah - July 10 - 9lbs 7.5oz - girl - 8:23 pm<br />
Jenna - July 11 - 8lbs 11oz - boy - 1 am<br />
Stacey Friesen - July 11 - 8lbs 13oz - boy - 5:34 pm<br />
Shelby C - July 11 - 8lbs 5oz - girl - 7:30 pm<br />
Kelvin - July 11 - 7lbs 9oz -girl - 8 pm<br />
Lynsey Hannah - July 12 - 8lbs 10oz - girl - 4 pm<br />
PamelaJean - July 13 - 9lbs 8oz - boy - 9:38 am<br />
MacKenzie - July 13 - 7lbs 3oz - girl - 12 pm<br />
Alesha - July 15 - 8lbs 8oz - girl - 6 am<br />
Aiden Friesen - July 15 - 9lbs - girl - evening<br />
Dylan Friesen - July 16 - 8lbs - boy - 12 pm<br />
Sara Cook - July 17 - 7lbs 8oz - girl - 1:05 am<br />
Karen Shellenberg - July 18 - 7lbs 14oz - girl - 2 am<br />
Erin Peters - July 18 - 7lbs 9oz - girl - 5:18 pm<br />
Amanda Redpath - July 23 - 7lbs 14oz - girl<br />
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oh my sweet sweet boy, how can it be that you have been in our arms for two whole years? it seems like just yesterday that you were born, yet i can't even remember what life was like without you. you are such a sweet soul. you love nature and being outdoors as much as possible. you love your daddy something fierce, you try and mimic his every move. you also love this momma a heck of a lot. you are happiest when the three of us are together, </div>
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your favourite place to be is at carman concrete. you love all the guys there and i'm pretty sure they love you... brap brap... when we are driving you make sure to beep when we are backing up. you gag at the smell of your own poop. you love blowing bubbles, bbqing with daddy, painting with momma, stickers, feeding the birds, going for walks, and playing with barkley. if you have pockets there is no doubt your hand will be in them. you call hockey appido, and most things you say only daddy and i can understand. </div>
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you are not a fan of getting your nose wiped, apple peels, or being out of arms reach of momma or daddy. you prefer showers to baths, could eat french fries for every meal, you love breakfast, puppies, chickens, rzr rides, and playing endless alphabet. you are a goof ball and love making people laugh. you are also very shy. you try not to look people in the face but make sure you can see them out of the corner of your eye so you can see if they are getting to close. </div>
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you love giving baby brother/sister hugs, kisses and zerburts. when we go driving you also ask if baby is with us. you will make an excellent big brother! it brings me such joy to see you growing up to be such a caring boy but its also hard to see you growing up so fast! time needs to slow down. </div>
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so the doctors have given me a week long due date, you are due to arrive sometime between july13-21 - i think you'll just come when you come - daddy felt your kicks finally - your favourite time to practise kick boxing is late in the evening when momma is winding down from the day - your brother likes to sit on you - speaking of your brother he likes to give you kisses and zerburts, you usually kick back at him - we will get to see your sweet self this week, it can't come soon enough - you are so loved little bumblebee </div>
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sweet little bee you have been so active this last week it is so much fun feeling you squirming around in there - you were so active we had hard time finding your heartbeat at the doctor appointment today, you kept kicking the doppler away - you and your brother are doing a good job of taking all my energy away - you haven't been craving anything particular lately except mcdonalds hash browns - you are about the size of a sweet potato this week - somedays it feels like you are taking forever to grow in there and other days its hard to believe that you are almost half way done growing in there - sweet little bumble bee we love you dearly and can't wait to smooch your smoochable cheeks! </div>
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well sweet baby bumble bee you are now 16 weeks old - you are the size of a pear - momma can feel you flipping and flopping in there but daddy can't feel it quiet yet - you seem to like orange juice and hate coffee, which makes me a little sad because i really miss coffee - your big brother is very excited to meet you - he gives you tickles and kisses almost daily - momma and daddy picked your name, but we are keeping it a secret - we love you and pray for you everyday sweet bee - hugs and kissesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-40698694512991368662014-09-28T22:12:00.001-05:002014-09-28T22:13:20.805-05:00Micah man is 18 months! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
sweet boy its hard to believe that you are a year and a half already! where has the time gone? </div>
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you love reading books, feeding grammy's chickens, visiting daddy at work ad getting truck rides, breakfast, barkely, your friends, geese, going to the post office, dance parties, and so much more. </div>
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we love watching you grow up, it's just happening to fast! </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-84317245057306138392014-07-14T21:07:00.001-05:002014-07-14T21:07:39.344-05:00Recipe: healthy oatmeal cookiesToday was Micah's first swimming lesson. We froze! But we still had fun. <div>After coming home I was in the mood to bake to try and warm my bones up. I knew that a certain little goober was going to be wanting to eat this so I wanted to come up with a healthy cookie that would satisfy my cookie craving but that I could also feed Micah without having him buzz on a sugar high all afternoon. </div><div><br></div><div>So I present to you...<br><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEBnNYgW6i_bOUZHMtSk_2nwRPg_EmFyzwBHvLmOh_KqWiBTARufhnxSYcBvWYE9zafDnW9l6MXZ5P81BjMfGNtYWSAtzODnLEod6CioId1pdhsAvTzW2zVTWJpplKajJ4DtzAYKHVBto/s640/blogger-image-1903010551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEBnNYgW6i_bOUZHMtSk_2nwRPg_EmFyzwBHvLmOh_KqWiBTARufhnxSYcBvWYE9zafDnW9l6MXZ5P81BjMfGNtYWSAtzODnLEod6CioId1pdhsAvTzW2zVTWJpplKajJ4DtzAYKHVBto/s640/blogger-image-1903010551.jpg"></a><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">What you need!</span></div></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">1c - steel cut oats</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">1/2c - raisins</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">1/4t - baking soda</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">1/4t - sea salt</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">1/2t - vanilla</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2T - coconut oil</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">4T - coconut milk (or milk of choice)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2 - eggs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Optional</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Nuts, shredded coconut, cinnamon </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Put oats, raisins, baking soda, salt into blender. Pulse til raisins are chopped.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Mix together vanilla, coconut oil, coconut milk and eggs.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Add wet mixture into dry mixture and stir til mixed together.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Form into balls and bake at 375 for 6-8 minutes. This recipe makes roughly 20-22 cookies depending on how big you make them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7h9vM4nEnPLDYQ6HOnpjBQkPUU-iEW3x_tsrjeOCsdpeVbGgO1bwCcCIRpfeBdwN-x9_U9N5VnXJPng_PFMyFqWK2ddnuHfVilVMfo9uAeA1kdEDP54x7V1nGsZ9Z_rzP1E0WoQxRsG8/s640/blogger-image--600648296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7h9vM4nEnPLDYQ6HOnpjBQkPUU-iEW3x_tsrjeOCsdpeVbGgO1bwCcCIRpfeBdwN-x9_U9N5VnXJPng_PFMyFqWK2ddnuHfVilVMfo9uAeA1kdEDP54x7V1nGsZ9Z_rzP1E0WoQxRsG8/s640/blogger-image--600648296.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">These cookies and son AND husband approved and I feel good feeding these to them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Hope you enjoy! </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-22802940502543566642014-06-27T12:11:00.001-05:002014-06-27T12:11:09.281-05:0015 monthsI thought you just turned one my sweet boy? But time is not my friend and the days slip away far to fast! <div><br></div><div>Can I just say how much I love this age!? </div><div><br></div><div>so.much.fun.</div><div><br></div><div>Micah you love animals! You know what they say and I hear a lot of mooing, woofing, chirping, baaing, and neighing in a day. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFgM4BqlV8oJ83EODZgfv6snniDrLd9AsguHQUKp4Oqbg4rPYCjSeqH_go7JoJnoYFegv6obXHX3iyRsSvuNfCD_rxQ-V8Xh3XXXw5Y_jXSyb4rOsCO7SOd8XsE8fZd-3_d6vLtl8cAs/s640/blogger-image-1546242979.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFgM4BqlV8oJ83EODZgfv6snniDrLd9AsguHQUKp4Oqbg4rPYCjSeqH_go7JoJnoYFegv6obXHX3iyRsSvuNfCD_rxQ-V8Xh3XXXw5Y_jXSyb4rOsCO7SOd8XsE8fZd-3_d6vLtl8cAs/s640/blogger-image-1546242979.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>You also love to run around calling for daddy all day. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheEDkfCpI9sOU-IIWvPLKyOU8Ylt7TyZO3iz6biemkeoIaS1rU8tn0eLyOV8RxfVAYgXyOHiCtsxbxGRTWmpuL95DsuvY4ztEoJSKhCSyp4NQl8gl5yvUJN4sF7OQhfnrVUSFCmrnhTiw/s640/blogger-image-1468258405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheEDkfCpI9sOU-IIWvPLKyOU8Ylt7TyZO3iz6biemkeoIaS1rU8tn0eLyOV8RxfVAYgXyOHiCtsxbxGRTWmpuL95DsuvY4ztEoJSKhCSyp4NQl8gl5yvUJN4sF7OQhfnrVUSFCmrnhTiw/s640/blogger-image-1468258405.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>If I ask you if you want to go out side you immediately run to get your shoes and sit down to try and put them on. Once yours are on you grab my shoes too! You love being outside and fight when it's time to come in.</div><div><br></div><div>You love to share you snack with me, one bite for you one bite for me. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74n3SWV435iDKnOeilJAFiWFwIZx3sgK6WzP4q7zvXGeETX2P7_NH2z1h4pEqrNCRfN2r6V7m3gyvJYrZ6JRFY_2FriMEdg2Cu9oAMBv545Nxk_8J3P1X_TpyXIolS69d-mjN4kEpoGQ/s640/blogger-image--1929074288.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74n3SWV435iDKnOeilJAFiWFwIZx3sgK6WzP4q7zvXGeETX2P7_NH2z1h4pEqrNCRfN2r6V7m3gyvJYrZ6JRFY_2FriMEdg2Cu9oAMBv545Nxk_8J3P1X_TpyXIolS69d-mjN4kEpoGQ/s640/blogger-image--1929074288.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>If I ask you if your handsome you make a cheese face, which I have yet to snap a picture of.</div><div><br></div><div>You give the best hugs and kisses and I hope that never stops! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoeiIU29JaA45KnK81QPsOvuqECIp8mTIzok1ytbBRhYuNZdEcLHkwB7UtSGJJ7KjbiK3eYkG7HMSjtoG83BFE4UmH8cCXT2KVHMfk-rcSDeX_8zENtCOAQVyA0gV0H9YJMO4AcyIYkpg/s640/blogger-image--1960524833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoeiIU29JaA45KnK81QPsOvuqECIp8mTIzok1ytbBRhYuNZdEcLHkwB7UtSGJJ7KjbiK3eYkG7HMSjtoG83BFE4UmH8cCXT2KVHMfk-rcSDeX_8zENtCOAQVyA0gV0H9YJMO4AcyIYkpg/s640/blogger-image--1960524833.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>There are three pearly whites in that little mouth of yours. </div><div><br></div><div>When we go outside you make a bee line for your little car and 'drive around' in it for as long as you can before getting stuck. You have only figured out how to go backwards and usually end up in the garden. </div><div><br></div><div>Speaking of the garden, you LOVE mud! I don't blame you, I do too! None of my rows are straight and things are popping up all over the place because a little mister decided to crawl through right after I seeded it. </div><div><br></div><div>You make the cutest scrunched up face when you smell the flowers.</div><div><br></div><div>If I hear you scream it usually means that the neighbours dog has come over to play and you are so excited you can hardly contain yourself!</div><div><br></div><div>When there is music playing your bum is a bopping.</div><div><br></div><div>Mowing grass, vacuuming and sweeping are most exciting!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4t5owF828qrDaG1vGz4Ru9rUQ0uNFlwlJE4gju7l-HrNtgNMt8yCBNoKDYh_qoceJCTx-nuykNVv_0vP5kxSQSJe9WlZiVGDYSlk_pwiJ1dMkB9DCWhLCqOTDoAbk2woBwZB8uxbo7H8/s640/blogger-image--1995769597.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4t5owF828qrDaG1vGz4Ru9rUQ0uNFlwlJE4gju7l-HrNtgNMt8yCBNoKDYh_qoceJCTx-nuykNVv_0vP5kxSQSJe9WlZiVGDYSlk_pwiJ1dMkB9DCWhLCqOTDoAbk2woBwZB8uxbo7H8/s640/blogger-image--1995769597.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Tuesday mornings you climb up the chair to look out the window and watch the garbage trucks come down the street. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhI_xyoUhlUbZsh2fShES7YLJNmVhU834UsxSugg-zIDCLyajtdKa4-7WcTPVc2bgMXZFdmY2GHDKnWxtJ47OO6eLk4JlifeowDyG5c8wyMSGQxcA_0ZK5BzPcvgUbaKyZBLBvcG5_aWA/s640/blogger-image--585982259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhI_xyoUhlUbZsh2fShES7YLJNmVhU834UsxSugg-zIDCLyajtdKa4-7WcTPVc2bgMXZFdmY2GHDKnWxtJ47OO6eLk4JlifeowDyG5c8wyMSGQxcA_0ZK5BzPcvgUbaKyZBLBvcG5_aWA/s640/blogger-image--585982259.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>My boy there are so many things I want to remember forever! The way you talk, the way hand me your blankie and point to the couch after a nap so we can snuggle, and the way love so deeply! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-2504257999456597812014-06-24T20:05:00.000-05:002014-06-24T23:52:48.439-05:00micah vacuuming made me cry...<br>
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my sweet boy was 'vcuuming' and i sat on the stairs watching and crying.<br>
those of you who know me know that i cry pretty easily but this wasn't a 'oh my baby is growing up' moment.<br>
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he was very content 'vacuuming' so i sat on the stairs to watch him and that is when the tears started flowing.<br>
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you see this is how i vacuum:<br>
- turn on the power by stepping on the power switch<br>
- push the vacuum head around<br>
- push the ball back and vacuum the next section<br>
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this is what micah did:<br>
- reached his tiny foot up to turn the power on<br>
- pushed the vacuum head around<br>
- put the vacuum head down<br>
- pushed the ball back<br>
- proceeded to vacuum<br>
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what i saw was a mirror of what i had just done. my little boy had watched every detail of what i was doing and copied me. he had been playing with trucks while i vacuumed, i didn't even realize he was paying attention.<br>
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as i sat there and watched is tiny little foot reach up to hit the power button i was flooded with the realization of just how much impact we have on these tiny humans. he notices everything i am doing even when i don't realize it.<br>
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how blessed am i that God would entrust me, me, with this beautiful soul to raise up.<br>
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i am blown away!<br>
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it is not easy task and i need to look at myself first and make sure i am setting the example in all things and that starts by coming to the Lord in prayer and seeking His guidance and direction.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-61048397472799979912014-06-23T21:17:00.001-05:002014-06-23T21:17:15.225-05:002 year anniversary two years ago i became a mrs.<br />
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these two years have flown past but at the same time it feels like we have been married so much longer. we have had such a fantastic two years. we have had a share of ups and downs but we have grown closer through it all. i love this man more today than i did two years ago and i can't image life without him. </div>
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i am so glad that the Lord brought us together and that we get to journey together though the adventure of life. it has been a learning experience and i fully expect that the learning will continue.<br />
i am so blessed by him! he works so hard to provide for us, he is so patience with me and micah when we are both at our wits end on some days, he makes us laugh daily, and he loves us fiercely.<br />
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i am a better person because of being with this man. i catch him reading his bible after a long day and all he wants to do is go to bed, i can text him and ask him to pray about anything throughout the day and he does, he encourages me when i feel like i'm failing at being a good momma to our boy, he can just look at me and tell if i need a break and tells me he will hang out with micah so i can have some 'me' time, and so much more! </div>
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micah your are just over 14 months old! time sure is flying by.<br />
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you like:<br />
- to walk everywhere<br />
- digging in the dirt<br />
- watching the bird fly around<br />
- playing with trucks<br />
- splashing<br />
- sliding<br />
- playing with friends<br />
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you say \ sign:<br />
- daddy<br />
- mommy<br />
- all done<br />
- no<br />
- yes<br />
- puppy<br />
- kitty<br />
- tinny (cousin Quinn)<br />
- please<br />
- ni ni (night-night)<br />
- bye<br />
- hi<br />
and i'm sure there are more that i'm missing<br />
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you make our hearts burst daily!<br />
even if you are screaming and clinging.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-44582866073623997582014-05-08T10:11:00.001-05:002014-05-08T10:11:08.131-05:00momma heart talk<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It seems as though life has been a whirl wind lately and I'm not really sure why. I look at my boy and I see just that a little boy, not a baby. I just blinked and he grew up. I thought I would be sad as he grew up but I am just trying to relish in each moment I am given with him. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoD0UjmM4xv2uCMuw66tBfzfSQ05duH9vOqJqieh3gWflrYoCtXqdW2jdqRRLSVnj4OGJKGTps059Fdl425s-dkshNpFTxsIKQpatTvMWK8FSyiI4e81XerEGmLn3fC2R9_3CzOnL85z8/s640/blogger-image--332704286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoD0UjmM4xv2uCMuw66tBfzfSQ05duH9vOqJqieh3gWflrYoCtXqdW2jdqRRLSVnj4OGJKGTps059Fdl425s-dkshNpFTxsIKQpatTvMWK8FSyiI4e81XerEGmLn3fC2R9_3CzOnL85z8/s640/blogger-image--332704286.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>I recently listened to the thrive moms retreat and one of the speakers said something that stuck out to me. <div><br></div><div>"relationship over task" </div><div><br></div><div>I tend to be a doer, I need to keep busy or I feel guilty (mom if you're reading this I partially blame you, haha). I feel like I can't have dirty dishes piled up, laundry strewn about, or toys scattered everywhere. </div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaHocbxCODMohhL9uZ_KTt6qwrufajGugTimcozD-7e0_Q3nNXxoF7r52b6HXf7uU5MkcGFNgYNd3QYr3ZUSbxlgn_Sg7XGUDFa72rJU9lEl1yvw3Z-qrIyH0rXpcOOI52kid7UzhD2TU/s640/blogger-image-2091752035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaHocbxCODMohhL9uZ_KTt6qwrufajGugTimcozD-7e0_Q3nNXxoF7r52b6HXf7uU5MkcGFNgYNd3QYr3ZUSbxlgn_Sg7XGUDFa72rJU9lEl1yvw3Z-qrIyH0rXpcOOI52kid7UzhD2TU/s640/blogger-image-2091752035.jpg"></a></div>(First tooth at 13 months + almost 2 weeks) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>But when I look back on my days with Micah am I really going to say, I'm so glad I finished those dishes while</div><div>Micah threw a fit because I wasn't sitting on the floor pushing cars around and stacking blocks? </div><div><br></div><div>No!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB20gqGb2KDuwX6JWOLoExCqxMh4tjzIEXe3W9UbiykA598RB-XDpzOsFFo0kRT0DkZ4Bb0SBtJrN_FQx4PZK7WTBTeU-UEGqLXtav1hqib6IV8e1UqO6EdC9rCiVItavkHsVTC3RWAAA/s640/blogger-image--1619956814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB20gqGb2KDuwX6JWOLoExCqxMh4tjzIEXe3W9UbiykA598RB-XDpzOsFFo0kRT0DkZ4Bb0SBtJrN_FQx4PZK7WTBTeU-UEGqLXtav1hqib6IV8e1UqO6EdC9rCiVItavkHsVTC3RWAAA/s640/blogger-image--1619956814.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I have been reminded through several heart breaking events over the last while that each<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> moment truely is a gift. I wish it didn't take tragedy to keep that in the for front of my mind. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">So when Micah gets excited about garbage and recycling day, I'll be there beside him sharing in his joy. Everything is new experience for him and I want to be there to enjoy those moments of joy and excitement. I want to build relationship with my little boy and not get side tracked by tasks that can wait. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeS-_BRYO_L2P7XPmr9mmkQlJI9h0ht6LlbfRj2Eaq0isOj7iw4cKMW47qg-OLXYRn0X9Zl7-ffrSVKVb5Ys8P_JqNG8e-FXmzb2BdEiWC-3B894He-wJxsuTHuzXfP8Y2s21QGWbChg0/s640/blogger-image-508399653.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeS-_BRYO_L2P7XPmr9mmkQlJI9h0ht6LlbfRj2Eaq0isOj7iw4cKMW47qg-OLXYRn0X9Zl7-ffrSVKVb5Ys8P_JqNG8e-FXmzb2BdEiWC-3B894He-wJxsuTHuzXfP8Y2s21QGWbChg0/s640/blogger-image-508399653.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Little man you are such a blessing to me and you are teach me daily! Thank you for being quick to forgive and giving me endless grace. I'm so glad God chose me to be your momma, he knew I needed you in my life. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-87691913792334960512014-04-28T10:08:00.001-05:002014-04-28T10:08:51.641-05:00micah's favourite books<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="http://www.amazon.ca/I-Love-You-Through/dp/0439673631">i love you through and through</a></div>
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these are a few of micah's favourite books right now. he loves touch and feel book, flap books and anything with animals. i am always on the hunt for a good deal on books. we also love visiting the library to find new favourites. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06932157913960554364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622385878430403470.post-83252050099672732662014-04-11T22:07:00.000-05:002014-04-11T22:12:36.855-05:00a new journey {whole 30}<div style="text-align: center;">
this week i started the #whole30 challenge because i knew that i was way past due to take control of the way that i have been eating and the way that i think about food.</div>
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i need to set an example for micah and have a healthy relationship with food. i need to change the way that i view food. i want to be able to view food as fuel and nourishment and not as a comfort or a way to deal with stress. one of my friends was about to start the challenge and asked if i wanted to join her so that we would both have support and encouragement over the next 30 days. i am so glad she asked because it was the motivation i needed to start this new journey to a healthier me.</div>
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i am so ready to have more energy and not feel so tired and sluggish. when i was pregnant fell into the 'baby gets what baby wants' and it led to some very unhealthy choices. now over a year later and i am still stuck in those unhealthy habits. i have so badly wanted to stop but found it far to overwhelming and hard to do on my own. i am not a 'dieter' but i needed a plan to stick to so that i could kick the cravings for sugar, carbs and bad fats i have been having. </div>
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having a meal plan has saved me from caving many times this week. i am pretty flexible and if i'm not hungry for what i have on the menu that day i make something up or pick a different meal from the week. below are a few meals that i whipped up this week. if try and post my meals on instagram @cleaneats_amber if you want to follow along. if you want to know more about the whole 30 progam you can read about it <a href="http://whole30.com/">here</a>. </div>
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so far day 4 and 5 have been the hardest for cravings but i can see changes in myself already and can notice how my thinking about food is changing. when i go to grab an afternoon snack i ask myself if i'm really hungry or if i'm just eating bust boredom? or do i need fuel for the rest of the afternoon? </div>
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my eyes have also been opened to the amount of additives in food and the insane amount of sugar added into so many food, not just sweet treats. i have always been aware of it just never really paid to much attention to the details of it. </div>
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ok so these may be a mix of my favourites and micah's but either way they are great!</div>
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hope this list helps if you are looking for gift ideas for the little person in your life</div>
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