Monday, April 9, 2018

Casey Jones Village

Over Spring Break, we took a day and headed over to Jackson to check out Casey Jones Village.
It's a collection of old-fashioned shops, a museum, and a vintage ice cream parlor centered around Casey Jones' famous story of how he saved his train full of passengers while only he himself died.
It happened to be his 155th birthday, so admission to the museum was only $1.55 and they served us birthday cake, too!
The boys had a great time playing on the train (especially ringing the bell!) and walking through the original Casey Jones house.
It was a simple little outing, but perfect for our little troop.
While eating ice cream a woman stopped to comment on my 4 little boys+my pregnant tummy (we get LOTS of comments), and she said, "You are a blessed woman!"
I couldn't agree more.

Also, Maxwell desperately needs a haircut but it's going to be hard to say good-bye to those baby wispies! His flyaway hair always makes us smile.

Wednesday, April 4, 2018

38 Weeks


Today I am 38 weeks, 2 days along with baby boy.
I feel like I look just the same as I have with all my other pregnancies (even my 10 lb baby),
but each time I would go to the doctor he would remark that I looked small/the baby seemed little and then at about 35 weeks I began measuring small. It was only mildly concerning at that appointment,
but then at my 37 week appointment my measurement dropped several centimeters to be only 32 centimeters.
The doctor was concerned enough that he sent me in for an ultrasound right then.
The baby was measuring in the normal range (about 6.5 pounds), but apparently his head dropped down far enough that it caused the measurement to go down significantly.
The doctor wasn't worried but of course I convinced myself that our baby was shrinking and something terrible was going to happen despite all reassurances to the contrary.
So I was greatly relieved this morning when I measured 36 centimeters and it looks like baby boy will be just fine!
The doctor is certain he won't be another big one, though.

A few tidbits for me to remember:
I am staying busy by eating Blue Bell ice cream and taking a nap pretty much every day.
I've only recently started struggling with insomnia, which is great since that has been a part of my previous pregnancies from early on!
I'm having lots of contractions and am dilated to 2 cm (but I usually dilate early, so that means very little).
My sweet friend treated me to a pedicure last night so I can have pretty toes in the hospital.
Maxwell is getting annoyed that my stomach is in the way when he sits on my lap so he sometimes turns and hits it in frustration--hope that's not an early indication of how he'll respond to the baby!
My mom will arrive on the 19th (my due date is the 16th), so a big part of me hopes he is a few days late just like his brothers so she will be here. It would definitely simplify things with our other kids if Grammy was here already!
Lincoln is totally set on naming the baby "Henry," although Sam and I have never talked about that name as a possibility. It won't really shock me if he decides to call him that anyway after he's born because, well, he's Lincoln.
My induction date is set for the 24th and I am REALLY hoping I don't make it that far because I am NOT a fan of induction. Like, at all. I had a terrible experience with it when Lincoln was born and I am hoping and praying he comes on his own before then.

We're so excited to meet you, baby!!!

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Winning at Life


Our holiday traditions thus far this year have been some of the lamest in my mothering history.
Because right now I'm the epitome of lame.
On St. Patrick's Day, for example, I didn't even wear green, let alone make our usual green dinner.
But that's okay,
because halfway through the day Talmage and Wesley remembered it was St. Patrick's Day
and immediately donned green clothes.
And then Talmage found a 4-leaf clover in our yard (lucky!).
And then the boys started picking wildflowers and bringing them to me in bouquets.
And then Wesley decided to make me a clover crown and I was officially crowned queen of St. Patrick's Day.

So I basically feel like I'm winning at life.

Monday, April 2, 2018

How We Know What Love Is


A couple of months ago,
Talmage came home from school and told me that he had been feeling sad at school.
His sweet teacher asked him what was wrong (because he was "moping," in his words),
and then told him that she knew of something that could help him feel better.
She shared with him that the mother of a little boy in his class had passed away a couple of days prior
and that he could be especially kind to that boy.

I was grateful for his wise teacher's advice
but my heart simultaneously broke for his classmate.
A few days later it was Valentine's Day.
Talmage came home with the usual loot:
colorful cards decorated with cartoon characters, stickers, obnoxious toys, and way too much candy.
But tucked in the midst of all the red and pink was a simple paper Valentine from the boy who had just lost his mom.
"This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down His life for us. 1 John 3:16" I read, my emotions welling up to the surface inside me.

I was so touched by this mourning family's faith and their willingness to share it with the world.
  Truly, Jesus Christ is the greatest example of love
and His Atoning Sacrifice and Resurrection bring us hope to overcome despair.
How grateful I am for my Savior.


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