For the beauty of the earth, For the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies,
Lord of all, to thee we raise This our grateful hymn of praise.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Thought on the 39th Anniversary of Roe v Wade

It's been about three-and-a-half years since I left Target with a pregnancy test and a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Three-and-a-half years since I took the test and confirmed my worst suspicions.

Three-and-a-half years since I cried for weeks at what couldn't have been worse news.

I didn't want another baby.

I had four already.

I was content with what I had.

Worst of all, I had miserable pregnancies. At three weeks pregnant I was already morning sick nearly 24 hours a day.

Then there would be the post-partum depression. 

It was always bad and I had just come out of the darkness following the birth of my fourth.

I didn't want to go through that again.

I didn't want to put my family through that again.

If you've never been through PPD, you can have no idea just how terrible it is.

The darkness can be overwhelming at times.

Sometimes it's like someone else has taken over your mind making you think things you'd never think.

Acting ways you'd never act.

Its effects on your other kids is not pleasant either.

My kids deserved better than to have to suffer another two years, maybe more.

But I knew there was an out.

On January 22, 1973, the Supreme Court of the United States ruled that it was well within my rights to terminate this pregnancy.

No miserable nine months of morning sickness.

No suffering through post-partum depression.

No one needed know.

We'd all be happy and my kids would be better off.



This post is dedicated to all the children who's parents opted to take that out. May God be merciful to their parents and bring them to repentance. But more, may He bring about an end to this heinous crime that robs the world of children like my son.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

First Day of Basketball, and a New Codename

Been trying to figure out a new codename for H-F since, well, he really doesn't look like a hippie-freak anymore. At this very second I'm thinking Mr. Whiny might be fitting. ;) But, the kid's a genius so I guess I'll go with my first thought, Braniac. The Teenager was quick to remind me that Braniac is a robot and that instead we ought to call him "Big Head."  But Braniac has a nicer flow to it. I promise, though, I'll never root against Superman as a result of this decision. :)


Today was Braniac's first day of Basketball. He's wanted to play for a while but, for some reason, last year they did away with the 3yo program. This year it's back, but we're 4 so who cares? ;) Of course, after such a long wait I think I was expecting a better response when we got there than this...


After much cajoling, threatening, promising, etc., I finally got him out on the floor...The price? A donut from 7-11.  Hey, it's cheaper, and closer, than Chick-fil-A so I'm happy. :D

Finally on the court.

Finally in line.

Finally smiling.

Finally participating.

Finally behaving normally. :D

Over for now...until baseball...

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Thing 1's Birthday...finally

OK, so it wasn't as exciting as the Air Show would have been but he did finally get to eat something...and keep it down. :D Not to mention open his birthday cards and have some cake.

Breakfast comes mighty early on Sunday so it wasn't quite as enjoyable as a Saturday. ;)

After a long day of church and video games we finally got down to business. (Yes, that is, in fact, Lawrence Welk on the TV. It's how we swing at our house.)

A true sign of're presents get smaller. ;)

We discovered, too late, that we really need to buy a few more candles.  We had a few individual candles and one '6' so we just added 4 + 6. :D

Babycakes finally found something he likes to eat. In this picture he's saying, "Finally they're not trying to make me eat veggies." (Yes, that is Guy Lambardo on the TV. We swing that way, too.)

Saturday, January 7, 2012

CDH videos for Thing 1's B-Day

Sadly, Thing 1 is sick today so we won't be taking him to the Cable Air Show as planned, so no real pics today for that. He'll have to pick something else later. As a result it could take years before we do anything for his 10th birthday. :D

Instead I found some YouTube videos from CHOP discussing modern treatment of his birth defect. I was interested to see that, while some of the diagnostic tools have improved, actual outcome is around the same.  70% survival rate is basically a 0% improvement over the past decade.  And, of course, we can't forget that the 70% is only counting babies who are allowed to be born. A huge percentage of CDH babies are killed by abortion every year.

January 7, 2002

January 7, 2012

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Last post for today, probably a while...until Saturday when we have the next birthday. :D

OK, for the surprise I mentioned on my Facebook earlier...

It was a day over 2 years in the making....

A day I both hoped and feared....

For those of you who guessed "pregnant" I just want to say....

There's no need to call the psych ward and prep me a room...

Coz I'm not...:D

OK, now that I've tortured everyone who's made it this far...

Yep, that's exactly what you're thinking. H-F's hair coming off.

And so it goes into the envelope and off to Locks of Love. With no intention of ever doing it again...sniff. ;)

Finished product. :)

PS Anyone need a bottle of de-tangler?

Happy 15th

January 3rd marked The Teenager's 15th birthday. He chose the San Diego Zoo for his happy day. That made mom overly happy. (Shh, don't tell him. ;))

Breakfast at Chick-fil-A.

Things 1 & 2 with the giraffes. (It was awfully bright yesterday.)

Visiting the flamingos.

Happened upon a cat walk. ;)

Thing 2 convinced us we should take a bus tour. He was right. H-F enjoyed it.

Pic of an elephant, by Thing 2.

On our way to the sky buckets.

Gorillas from the sky buckets.

Learning the difference between getting eaten by a grizzly bear and a polar bear.

T1 flying the helicopter. The kids were bummed that it wasn't more like the Palm Springs Air Museum where we can spend hours playing inside, not just stop for a picture.

Inside the seal cave with our new friend, Otto.

Back down to the bottom of the zoo.

'Twas a wonderful day. Is there anything less in the most awesome city in the whole universe? Um, that'd be San Diego. :)