Thursday, August 27, 2009

Happy Birthday Mr. Blog!

It seems rather a shame that today, being your 1st Birthday, Mr. Blog, has been such a 'slow cooker' kind of day. Nevertheless, HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY! One year ago my husband had just left for India for 8 weeks, and I discovered that through blogging I was able to keep my sanity amidst three small children, all wondering 'when the heck Daddy was coming back'.

One year ago, Mr. C was boarding a plane to India, and today I give you: "Three little boys boarding a plane for Chicago."

How'd you like to pay the luggage fees for all that stuff?

The boys were pretending to fly to Chicago to take a holiday. Thank goodness, around my house the sofa can double as a 747 most days of the week!
Here's hoping for another wonderfully exciting and beautiful year!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Goodbye Sister Costa

Sunday we had the pleasure of going up to Salem to say farewell to Lauren who is leaving to serve a mission for our church. Lauren is the youngest daughter of the family I lived with through out high school and is in all ways my little sister. I am so proud to see her dream of being a missionary come true, and I know she will be awesome!

Since she's been living in Virgina, Arizona, and Utah since graduating from high school we've not been able to see much of one another. It was extra special then, that she chose to come back to Oregon for her farewell, because with Twinkle Toes being so newly born, I wouldn't have been able to travel to another place to see her off. (She did something similar for my our other sister, since she too is unable to travel because of a new baby, and went to Boston to go through the temple so that Angela could be with her.)

She'll be serving the people in the California, Carlsbad mission! Everyone wish her luck!

We'll be praying for you, Sister Costa!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Musings of the Mother in Me

A week has passed since we brought Twinkle Toes home, and while the surreal bliss of his presence in my life has not quite worn off, I find myself thinking more lately about another one of my children. And while I promise that I will post the glorious details of Twinkle Toes entrance into the world, today this page belongs to the eldest of my brood.

Frog Prince is so special and so dear to me, yet it seems like lately we've been going through such a rough spot. I feel as though I am completely unable to touch whatever it is that is going on for him right now, and as a parent that is a truly helpless and heart breaking feeling. Even sitting here, where words tend to be my outlet of emotion and expression, I find myself wordless to describe how he and I seem to struggle around one another of late.

I think my husband summed it up well last night as we were praying; he asked Heavenly Father to help Frog Prince to have endurance, to learn to work through when he feels tired, or sad, or like life it too hard. And it seems as though, all too often, of late, life appears to be just too hard for him. It is as though at times I can literally see life weighing him down, and it's just awful to watch.

Yet, as his mother I struggle with both wanting to cuddle him and make it all better, and simultaneously wanting to just shake him by the shoulders and tell him to toughen up and realise that the world isn't going to be any easier than it is at home. His personality is just so different from mine in that regard that I can't understand it, and I can't deal with it long before I lose patience in his sorrows. That doesn't win me any mother of the year award, to be certain, but if we're going to paint the picture like it really is, it's the truth.

So then, how do I navigate the murky waters that he and I seem to barely tread of late? I, honestly, am unsure. And yet, even as I sit here, the prayers of my heart are answered with the words of President Monson when he said, "A mother’s unqualified love approaches Christlike love."

As well as, The Family: A Proclamation to the World: "Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children."

Perhaps it's in those two words; unqualified and nurture, that the answer lies, honestly I'm not certain. I, truthfully, think that every meaning of those two words can apply to our situation.

But for now as I reflect upon it all, I know that there is One who does understand the troubles of my little ones heart, and He is there for us both, as we struggle to find our footing again. He can lift up the injuries of a five year old that I can not touch, and he can take this unqualified mother's unqualified love, and somehow mould it to be what we both need.

It is in this knowledge, during quiet moments of reflections, like now, that the helplessness, and maternal sorrow melts away, and I can find joy...and know that here soon, my prince will have joy too.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Introducing Twinkle Toes

Born August 8th, 2009
7 lbs, 12 oz.
21 inches long
4:01 pm

Not a badly sized kid for being three weeks early....

Our awesome midwife Susan... she was so fun and warm to have around...

Travel Froggie came along for the adventure to report on things back to the kids at home... I am sure he'll have his own story on his blog.

Our first family photo.. it turned out really dark, so it's a bit grainy after lightening it...but it's perfect just the same!

Sheepie meets Twinkle Toes

Frog Prince meets Twinkle Toes

And finally, Boy meets Twinkle Toes

The hospital stopped doing baby photos... so we tried to create one as close to how the other boys looked.... lame, eh?

Finally coming home!

The C boys all together, at last!

Happily home and resting, we are all doing great! I will post more of an update with the birth story and such next time... Just a little eye candy to enjoy for now!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

When he speaks, he says it all...

Hearing his words reminds me of how special it is to be a daughter of God...

As it is getting closer to time for me to deliver my baby, I find myself hearing these words and reflecting on the tremendous power and potential that we have as women... certainly it is not just limited to our ability to bear and rear up children, but to be leaders, teachers, friends, sisters, daughters, and any thing that we put our unending potential to. Yet, something so basic as giving birth to a child, for me is humbling. It is humbling to think that it was to us (not men) that this essential task was given. It was to us that the blessings and trials of creating life were entrusted, and to think that any person could view woman as lesser beings, given this essential fact of life is beyond me.

I am so grateful to have a personal knowledge of my worth and equality in this world, through the gospel of my church. I think that many people feel, because we believe that there is a difference between men and women, that we do not see ourselves as equals. This is the furthest reality from the truth. I feel that having been a member of this church now for the last eight years, I have come to have a better strength of purpose and importance as a woman than I would have ever had without the support and instruction I receive within it. I am blessed to have so many examples of strong women around me, in the gospel; women who not only are strong mothers and wives, but leaders in our communities, businesses, and even with in the church. It is because of the examples of these women, and through the up lifting teachings and admonitions of our church, that I know that I am of great and infinite worth, because I am a woman.

I am so grateful for the insights of sweet President Hinckley during this time of reflection... oh how I love him and miss his gentle, guiding voice.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Since my last post was about marriage...

I thought this quote was appropriate. I found it on a blog I look at often.

"Most people get married believing a myth- that marriage is a beautiful box full of all the things they have longed for: companionship, friendship, intimacy. The truth is that marriage, at the start is an empty box. You must put something in before you can take anything out.

A couple must learn the art and form the habit of giving, loving, serving, praising- keeping the box full. If you take out more than you put in, the box will empty."

- J. Allan Petersen

Monday, August 3, 2009

Seven Years with the Worlds Best Husband!

Last Monday, my husband and I were lucky enough to have celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary. It seems like it has been a blink of an eye in many regards, that these last seven years have passed, and yet I feel like I've known Mr. C my entire life.

I am so grateful to have a husband who I know loves me, and whom I love more than anything! As I reflect back through the last seven years, we have become so different from the people we were when we started out our marriage. I love that we've grown and changed together and drawn closer with each year. I couldn't imagine my life without him in it, and am happy every day that I get to be with him.

Happy Anniversary to my sweet husband!

I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Oh so much fun, playing in the Sun

I made a cute little movie of some recent pictures, but it's being stupid, so I guess I will just post without it.

As it turns out, my husband did take pictures of all their adventures, while I was off at camp, so I thought I'd put a few of those up. He apparently, took his cell phone with him, instead of the real camera.

This is what happens after a very busy day of playing at the Gilbert House.

Mr. C took the older boys and their friend Glenn to a local amusement park, called Enchanted Forest for one of the days.... I love that Sheepie decided to dress up at Luigi (Super Mario Brothers).

Kiddie Bumper boats!

And the Frog Hopper


With the heat, these last few days, soaring into the 100's, we've been at a bit of a loss on how to keep cool. Aside from a pretty crabby pregnant lady at times, we managed to stay fairly cool, by hanging out in the back yard.

Hours spent in the sprinkler and kiddie pool=6.
Number of cans of sunblock used= 1
Otter Pops eaten= 300
Fun had= Priceless!