October 29, 2019

A Daydream

I don't dream very often. When I do have dreams they are often nightmares. I can count on one hand the number of times I have received a dream from God. This dream I am about to share, is one of those. I have debated for sometime as to whether or not I should share it and right now I feel that I should.

Saturday August 24th, we got up really early to take the boys to see a hot air balloon festival. We had a really good time! When we got home we were exhausted. We put Bubba down in his bed and Bear laid down with me and that is when this dream happened-- in the middle of the day. This dream was so vivid, it is ingrained in my mind as though it happened yesterday.

I found myself in a hospital room. The room number was 102 or 105 (I don't know for certain, a 2 is an inverted 5). The room had a pale blue curtain with polka dots on it hanging down from the ceiling for privacy. I went into the bathroom of this particular room to relieve myself, but was unable to get the door to shut, this was frustrating for me and I decided to give up on using the bathroom.

A moment later a fuss was made over the loud speaker. Lights were flashing and things were in great commotion. I watched a woman with dark hair amble down the hallway.

Next thing  I knew I was sitting on a hospital bed watching the following events unfold in front of my eyes.

I saw this same dark haired woman from before sitting on a hospital bed. Her hair was big like Moana. I couldn't make out her face. Standing on her right side was a man with dark hair, he looked islander to me. I could sense that they were around 24 years old and college athletes.

On her left hand side were two nurses. One of the nurses was holding a dark haired baby. This nurse said, "I'm going to give this baby the best chance it's got." The other nurse replied, "You're nicer than most."

This young couple had not intended on getting pregnant and did not want this child. I felt such deep unconditional love for this child. I knew that this child was meant to come to our family.

I sat bolt upright in bed, drenched in sweat. At about that exact moment Andy walked into the room, he looked at me and asked if everything was okay. I told him we are supposed to adopt a baby and he said, "Okay."

Adoption is something we had been talking about, but we hadn't decided whether or not we would pursue it. I think God allowed me to see this dream because he knew I needed it. We aren't sure where this young mom is and we don't know how this baby will end up coming into our lives, but we pray for them both. We hope that this little one will join us sooner rather than later.

October 14, 2019

Bubba's First Time To The Dentist

I took Bubba to the dentist for the first time today. When we walked in the door I said to Andy "He has three cavities." Andy replied, "He has three cavities?!" I laughed and said, "Nope. He is cavity free."

Bubba did so good at the dentist! Several days before going to the dentist I told Bubba that we were going to go to the dentist in a few days. I told him that the dentist was going to clean his teeth with a toothbrush that made a "zzeeezzz" noise.

When we got to the dentist he was so excited because they had fun toys to play with in the front room. He treated me to a poopy diaper and then the hygienist took us back. He sat on the table and she let him pick out a toothbrush and she let him pick out a toothpaste and she started brushing his teeth by hand. He saw her special toothbrush and pointed to it. She showed him all of her special tools. Next thing I knew he was laying down with sunglasses on and she was cleaning his teeth. She flossed his teeth and gave him fluoride. Then the dentist came and looked at his teeth.

I was so happy to learn that he was cavity free. He did so good, he made me so proud! The hygienist was very impressed too. She told me most children don't get their teeth cleaned the first time to the dentist because they are too scared and they cry, etc.

I think it helped that we started brushing his gums with a rubber toothbrush before he ever had teeth. The switch to a toothbrush wasn't too bad. Bubba loves to brush his teeth. Some days he will spend thirty minutes in the bathroom brushing his teeth. Now to get him flossing on a regular basis.

To celebrate being cavity free and doing such a good job at the dentist I took Bubba to the store and he picked out a new toy. If you know Bubba you know that he loves Disney's Cars-- he picked out a blue tow truck and immediately started calling it Mater. 

Fun side note-- before we moved to Oregon I applied to dental hygiene school and was accepted. I felt strongly that I was not supposed to accept my invitation to this particular school. A few months later, work reassigned Andy to Oregon and then we started our family. Even though I didn't end up going to hygiene school, I get to play dental hygienist with both Bubba and Bear everyday. We brush and floss and fluoride.

August 17, 2019

A Moment Frozen In Time

Sometimes with the hustle and bustle of life I forget to stop and take in the little things. Yesterday morning there was a marine layer of clouds for some time. I took the boys outside and we watered the garden (this is usually Andy's job in the evening but he didn't get to it the night before). We picked raspberries, gave the chickens some water, checked for eggs and then I took a few moments to just watch Bubba. There was a small butterfly in our yard. When the butterfly spread its wings they were white and when it closed its wings they were green and blended in with the plants. Bubba saw the butterfly and he gleefully chased it all over the yard with his arms stretched towards the heavens saying, "Catch bubbafly." Each time he got close to it, he would squeal with delight. I loved watching the sheer joy on his face as he pranced around the yard in his green rain boots, gray shark shorts and blue dinosaur shirt. I didn't have my phone or a camera on me but this is a moment this is imprinted in my mind and on my Mommy heard that I don't want to ever forget.

June 19, 2019

A Breakfast Mishap

Yesterday I made scrambled eggs for breakfast with some cheese and sausage pieces in them. Bubba decided that he wasn't going to eat these eggs because the sausage was mixed in with them. I put his eggs in a container in the fridge and thought Andy can eat those on his way to work in the morning.

Fast forward to this morning. I pulled a bunch of stuff out of the fridge for Andy's lunch and I grabbed a container and asked him to warm it up for his breakfast. And then he left for work.

A few minutes later I was back in the fridge getting things out to make breakfast and I spied the container with the eggs. It took me a moment to realize what I had sent Andy to work with for breakfast...drum roll... green beans.

I instantly started laughing. I called Andy and asked if he enjoyed his green beans. He said he wondered if I would notice. He also said they were really good. We both started laughing. I laughed so hard I cried. Tears are streaming down my face now and I am laughing so hard I can hardly type. 

June 15, 2019

Color Run

Our Stake hosted a tri-stake youth activity at a state park near our home. I'm friends with the stake young women's president and she told me about the color run and suggested that we bring the whole family. With Andy currently serving in the young men's presidency, we thought "Why not?"

We loaded up both boys and our two strollers this morning and headed to Elijah Bristow State Park. Andy took Bubba in the double stroller with his stuffed pink monster. And I took Bear in the other stroller.

I walked 3.25 miles with a friend and Bear (this whole not being cleared to run thing didn't stop me from getting out). Bear slept almost the entire way. And Andy ran with Bubba. Bubba kept telling him to, "Go!" Sounds like they had a great time except for when someone threw green color on Bubba's stuffed pink monster-- he had a meltdown for about a quarter of a mile. I made sure pink monster got a bath when we got home.

After race snacks are the best!

Andy & Bubba.

It's not very often that Andy takes a selfie of just himself.



It was a lot of fun to see and visit with some of the youth from our old ward and to see the youth from our current ward having fun. I loved being out with our little family! It's these fun little excursions that are worth remembering.

Me & Bubba.

Bear chilling in the stroller.


Family photo- You can barely see the top of Bear's head peaking out.

June 12, 2019

Feeling Hot Hot Hot

We set a record here today in Oregon, the temperature reached 99 degrees. It made our morning walk a bit warmer than usual.

When we got home I hopped in the shower to rinse off the sweat and then started nursing Bear. A few minutes later Bubba walked in the room. He had in his hands a tub a vaseline and a thermometer. The tip of the thermometer was lathered in vaseline. Bubba tried pulling his shorts and diaper off while holding the thermometer and saying, "Up butt."

I can't tell you how hard I started laughing. Bubba was warm and wanted his temperature taken. We have only ever taken his temperature rectally a few times (that is what our pediatrician prefers when they get a high fever for a more accurate read).

I called Andy at work to tell him what Bubba did and he too started laughing. This is a Bubba story that we don't want to forget.

June 11, 2019

Defeated

I have been going to physical therapy since Bear turned six weeks old to work though some issues related to labor and delivery. When I first started going my physical therapist told me that is would be 4-6 months before I would be cleared to exercise-- more likely 6 months though.

Initially I was told I could ride and bike and or walk. I was devastated when I heard this. I love to exercise! I love being outside and being physically active. I have some fitness related goals that I set while I was pregnant with Bear and was anxious to get after them.

Roughly six months has past and my doctor told me to try running and see how it goes. The first night was great! It felt so good to move and be drenched in sweat. The second night was not so good. The third night went well. When I met with my doctor and told her how it felt and how things had gone she told me I wasn't ready yet. Maybe in another month.

I can't tell you how sad that news made me. I felt so defeated! It felt as though my goals were slipping right through my fingers and out of reach. 

I realized though that I had a choice. I could choose to sit there and mope about all the things I couldn't do or I could get after it with the things I can do to get myself as prepared as possible for the day I am cleared to exercise. I choose the later. Believe it or not, I feel like I am making progress.