tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403546010146063492024-02-07T16:47:33.388-08:00"Mommie's Busy!""HOUSEHOLD BONDSERVANT"Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40354601014606349.post-3844022342658001112009-02-15T19:26:00.000-08:002009-03-17T06:16:58.934-07:00My Valentine's Day<div style="text-align: center;font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;">Well this is just an update on our lives. Yesterday Cameron woke up feeling very sick and got worse as the day went on. Thursday I had a doctor apt. So Renita Hoblit kept the older two while I went to that. when I got back to her house at two or so I discovered that Pierce had almost 103 degrees temp. so I called from Renita's house to get an appointment which was at four thirty later that afternoon. Then Morgen decided that she had to eat NOW! So we stayed there for another twenty min. to feed her. Neither one of the children had, had naps so they fell asleep on the way home. By the time we got home they only got to sleep for about forty five minutes before we had to leave. They are never very happy when they get woke up before they are ready. I dropped Shakira off at Cam's Aunt Charlene's house and off we went to the doctor for the second time that day. SHOCK! He had an ear infection. He gets them every month to month and a half.Generally he never complains about them. One time his eardrum busted before I even knew they were infected. He woke up screaming and we thought he was just having a nit terror, cause he had had one the nite before and generally when he has one he has a second one, but the next morning there was blood on the out side of his ear. I felt terrible for not catching it. Does anyone elses kid just charge on like normal when they are sick? Cause most of the time I have to happen to feel thier forheads to even know they have a fever. So any way my whole day was completely shot and I needed to get about one hundred bean bags done before Friday nite.I did get them done by the way. Wednesday was spent recovering from my activities on Tuesday. I took all three kids to go grocery shopping and about four other stops. I was ready to drop the older two off at the nearest orphanage by the time the day was done. Morgen was an angel the whole five or more hours we were gone. I want my mother-in-law back!!!!!! She by the way is in California with my newest niece and is coming home the twenty-first, Alleluia! Monday, which was never good any way, was not very productive. So really I got nothing done all week and now i am wishing I would not have wrote this cause now I am getting a Little upset about not accomplishing much. Anyways back to my Valentine's day. On Thursday when I went to Renitas to pick up the kids she mentioned that her and Aaron Were not going to get to go to a party on Saturday nite that they were really looking forward to because they did not have a babysitter. So I volunteered Cameron and I 's services as babysitters so they could go to the party. They have five children so there would be a total of eight children so we just decided that it would be easier to do it at their house since we have a 14 by 70 trailer. So any way you can probably guess who ended up babysitting by their self since their husband was sick, and he really was,I know cause I took his temp. I was pretty confident that it would be fine by myself though so we did not cancel. Mostly I just wanted to prove to my self that I could do it. It did go very well, thanks to their older daughter Bronwyn. She helped me find pjs and all the other thing the younger children needed. The youngest two are pretty much the same age as my oldest two so they played together well. Deitrich kept telling me that he really liked "that baby"(morgen) and Pierce would say "That's my baby!" Aaron and Renita got home around eleven forty- five. I was able to get all their children to bed by ten and cam came and got Pierce and Shakira at about nine cause Morgen was screaming her head off and I was not being able to get my two to bed. It really was alot of fun and I was glad to be able to pay Renita back for all the times she has helped me out with my kids. Shakira woke up this morning with 101 degrees so we decided not to go to church. Hopefully we will be there next week. Well that's all I have to say.</span><br /></span></div>Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40354601014606349.post-59736404960223118842009-02-09T15:34:00.000-08:002009-02-09T16:49:14.554-08:00The Three Phases of Pierce's Hair Cut<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2U8_ZsU-PYd6HjG_gIOhqhEp7ARJv2SQOENjkyBEQzzBvZ1tywBxhRTQ9zco0C05q-_n4XftU31qun-KxYb39WBApjUP_kqsaFcHaCCgakN2nTXB9ztKhHBnyXLKYzHBECfWHmOSLYw/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2U8_ZsU-PYd6HjG_gIOhqhEp7ARJv2SQOENjkyBEQzzBvZ1tywBxhRTQ9zco0C05q-_n4XftU31qun-KxYb39WBApjUP_kqsaFcHaCCgakN2nTXB9ztKhHBnyXLKYzHBECfWHmOSLYw/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300957395224096850" border="0" /></a>About a month ago.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvs2o7m9smYssdVeEipqStJADfYDJ4igODNty9v-JEGsFwmH0fhaMrp8NLJ_P0e7-wyN8qB6m1bg5QGChcAorewI85tTvx92wZhOMR1cglPKpZuKFIsiFsGPT6VKtlXhvr-BF7MXilyg/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvs2o7m9smYssdVeEipqStJADfYDJ4igODNty9v-JEGsFwmH0fhaMrp8NLJ_P0e7-wyN8qB6m1bg5QGChcAorewI85tTvx92wZhOMR1cglPKpZuKFIsiFsGPT6VKtlXhvr-BF7MXilyg/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300957406198657794" border="0" /></a></div><br />I was wanting to give him a bowl cut and I think that I was successful but then I saw something that I needed to fix. So I tried to fix it, but then he jerked bad, so..............................<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJ3xp49f6XCrAG66htwTCs7CVz8uNA65Q0sDJmmCoIvi5bnlaL5vTgKKGdItHdtj-aP0-E5wk7EIqJWemqQS82tLPC61ym-Nu-V3Fswlu_u6WirFK5py64IBLHMLem0O2ks8fenfDLg/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJ3xp49f6XCrAG66htwTCs7CVz8uNA65Q0sDJmmCoIvi5bnlaL5vTgKKGdItHdtj-aP0-E5wk7EIqJWemqQS82tLPC61ym-Nu-V3Fswlu_u6WirFK5py64IBLHMLem0O2ks8fenfDLg/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300957408206715378" border="0" /></a>we ended up with this. I was so upset cause I had been growing out his hair for the cut I had given him in the above picture. Guess I'll have to wait a couple of months.Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40354601014606349.post-78722097501536073412009-02-05T06:17:00.001-08:002009-02-05T07:36:19.461-08:00new pictures of the children<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOdbqkM7TEqQqLGPLA5zjT6zByAaX4x748RWWQD4ndqn4qYdpYkTAemc-rcygvaFZ3CKt42iRZ3cx5EojnS_2MUCyQtPOy2HG5y1LGOWUuzldPtmrrWcNqqbP8HFLlMeL7l39o_ZCjw/s1600-h/DSCF0249.JPG"> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOdbqkM7TEqQqLGPLA5zjT6zByAaX4x748RWWQD4ndqn4qYdpYkTAemc-rcygvaFZ3CKt42iRZ3cx5EojnS_2MUCyQtPOy2HG5y1LGOWUuzldPtmrrWcNqqbP8HFLlMeL7l39o_ZCjw/s1600-h/DSCF0249.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOdbqkM7TEqQqLGPLA5zjT6zByAaX4x748RWWQD4ndqn4qYdpYkTAemc-rcygvaFZ3CKt42iRZ3cx5EojnS_2MUCyQtPOy2HG5y1LGOWUuzldPtmrrWcNqqbP8HFLlMeL7l39o_ZCjw/s320/DSCF0249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299332519692795586" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pierce and Shakira in our new recliner<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIr6lhdmnUv437WTIRMiFm2s9lTQsCFqxAb7hYQn2M2umWmG8oBDyabWWVckErGFt8MFXl7_g0FcPl7Qswi1OSlV9a3X6f0hBKJ-ZdYOCZ2mTImigrN4SwNCCAuLHWY3OzPg1mDuwMZA/s1600-h/DSCF0248.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIr6lhdmnUv437WTIRMiFm2s9lTQsCFqxAb7hYQn2M2umWmG8oBDyabWWVckErGFt8MFXl7_g0FcPl7Qswi1OSlV9a3X6f0hBKJ-ZdYOCZ2mTImigrN4SwNCCAuLHWY3OzPg1mDuwMZA/s320/DSCF0248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299332516688636882" border="0" /></a> <br />A full lap<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_yJWI2CsueXqQOViSsJsbF3IA5kLCW0J-_tIGPuYzIYrhfs5TeIK9Hwvvwn1qQFm2wsfsnZ_RQbFlgCp4sKhZzBfZ74Jy8qS-2JDhKGgJQCdfInb20l_PBeYKR77oIaFhd1Butc9RA/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_yJWI2CsueXqQOViSsJsbF3IA5kLCW0J-_tIGPuYzIYrhfs5TeIK9Hwvvwn1qQFm2wsfsnZ_RQbFlgCp4sKhZzBfZ74Jy8qS-2JDhKGgJQCdfInb20l_PBeYKR77oIaFhd1Butc9RA/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299332506098586258" border="0" /></a> <br />Sleeping beauty!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkSDIPt047gpZWKW6k_gk8iqGhniNArL6vVjARBu8DI_9reqiNtbG8KWD-cd5FDmWKthwl57K_w0YUNIJEOBlczogEjBOHUDoSlDrzS3eDI6oUxpqo_QItpbaKOBpJkM-YmNusNkoYQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkSDIPt047gpZWKW6k_gk8iqGhniNArL6vVjARBu8DI_9reqiNtbG8KWD-cd5FDmWKthwl57K_w0YUNIJEOBlczogEjBOHUDoSlDrzS3eDI6oUxpqo_QItpbaKOBpJkM-YmNusNkoYQ/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299332503199427266" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Who needs santa I've got grandparents!<br />She is two months in both of these pictures.<br /></div>Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40354601014606349.post-25110017926829704022009-02-05T03:13:00.000-08:002009-02-05T04:49:20.737-08:00New Additions<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Praise the Lord For these newest additions to our family.</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:webdings;"><br /></span></span></span><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkhVvT51cmrBf8BJVX46LBbI3rjZNwUjwyRwpn8FQVsSG5LDkk0uBk0q4T9PrgobnOPNHY3dyuyezJKFvykp92H-1dEAcaFYaZqxzHE5gRRWBzhV4V-yV2gpfBgfQrbIvEnope2m3oYQ/s1600-h/IMG00074-20090130-1149.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkhVvT51cmrBf8BJVX46LBbI3rjZNwUjwyRwpn8FQVsSG5LDkk0uBk0q4T9PrgobnOPNHY3dyuyezJKFvykp92H-1dEAcaFYaZqxzHE5gRRWBzhV4V-yV2gpfBgfQrbIvEnope2m3oYQ/s200/IMG00074-20090130-1149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299280412553515474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:webdings;"><br /></span></span></span><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSn8h3ovGsXcOsfeUank66CGvYCAYZf1tAdO3Arf8AgKStdZKfu-BNUEL4Bg2PsKNyLku33_x567c8AbJh67mdxVyVr8DLjX2aOYPzLv0Ao7LFDmPJHRJ4XEDsmT3J1NtcS3HqRw4trQ/s1600-h/New_pics_Jan09_061.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSn8h3ovGsXcOsfeUank66CGvYCAYZf1tAdO3Arf8AgKStdZKfu-BNUEL4Bg2PsKNyLku33_x567c8AbJh67mdxVyVr8DLjX2aOYPzLv0Ao7LFDmPJHRJ4XEDsmT3J1NtcS3HqRw4trQ/s200/New_pics_Jan09_061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299282422941833474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:webdings;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Miss Petra Brielle Root<br />Born- January 30th 7:30 am California time<br />Weight: 7lbs 1oz<br />Length:18 inches<br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:webdings;">Delivered via c-section. Autumn is Cameron's sister for those of you who don't know her.</span><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;">She seems to be doing better than she did with the last c-section, so we are very thankful for that.</span><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrHUjfYbfrFqPfk61QMUcBQHmpWaem95HHote7vWodQA9vV1bnn8fQmKVjlCvDtL1tZcss-VvPhXzf06rNs4TuZ324suhUDAlaLvTGrzdoh9xb8gRMN3SY4pqkN088L8oUDKr-rHaOuw/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrHUjfYbfrFqPfk61QMUcBQHmpWaem95HHote7vWodQA9vV1bnn8fQmKVjlCvDtL1tZcss-VvPhXzf06rNs4TuZ324suhUDAlaLvTGrzdoh9xb8gRMN3SY4pqkN088L8oUDKr-rHaOuw/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299280419057938098" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicVz0TTxWN7MIZEhALSjBmIF6XLD6YCI8pOqfZM2vlzVO3KxgAQnNFnq-6sSz_sFFD_eJU9UmOJxEgX76wA7KlG5lxiw5ZkzpGW61lsSSpbrbEsdQ8Vdy45cG_UkRZ0cwHQwMN0n5yrQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicVz0TTxWN7MIZEhALSjBmIF6XLD6YCI8pOqfZM2vlzVO3KxgAQnNFnq-6sSz_sFFD_eJU9UmOJxEgX76wA7KlG5lxiw5ZkzpGW61lsSSpbrbEsdQ8Vdy45cG_UkRZ0cwHQwMN0n5yrQ/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299280415431821218" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Miss Lucinda Kate Markley<br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" ></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" ><span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;" >Born: February 4th </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" ><span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;" >5:11pm Kansas time<br />Weight: 6lbs 0.7oz<br />Length: 18 inches</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:webdings;">This is my baby sister! Another one! Now I have 3 of them.<br />I guess the only way I'll get brothers is for them to marry my sisters. An easy way to identify the members of my family is that we have all been born with next to no hair. Although with Morgen having all the hair she has I am starting to think that it is a blessing. It gets dirty so fast and is hard to get the cradle cap out of.She was born vaginally and I'm pretty sure "The Natural Way!" with out all the losing control stuff, and morphine though</span><span style="font-family:webdings;"> I'm pretty sure, cause they knew what was coming! Please refer to an earlier post to know what I am </span><span style="font-family:webdings;">talking about. Also for those who did not know I have an older little sister that is about 14 months old her name is Serena Joy. Daddy And Mom had her at home not knowing that the placenta had started to malfunction and that Serena was in very bad shape. Her shoulders got stuck and they had to pull her out and when she was born she was a very dark purple. to make a long story short and because I almost cry when I think about it we almost lost her and mom, due to excessive bleeding, and Serena was in the hospital for several weeks. So we were a little scared when we heard that this little one was on the way. We praise the Lord for safe delivery and that Mom is alright.<br /></span></span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40354601014606349.post-13504975903723993682009-01-26T04:55:00.000-08:002009-01-26T05:49:54.930-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb6vJyIOlFdqBB3EoqG_C5XkQW8LWl6nbOrSrMCiI4hyphenhyphenhOu1UhjVRDQo0SRfR-B6B6R00F6-cSkhsCrZ7IHbEAsc6RoNpDtc7vsz7xfk69zVfIECUow70u0JqxFxFoTB2tW2WsAJgVww/s1600-h/New+Born+%2851%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb6vJyIOlFdqBB3EoqG_C5XkQW8LWl6nbOrSrMCiI4hyphenhyphenhOu1UhjVRDQo0SRfR-B6B6R00F6-cSkhsCrZ7IHbEAsc6RoNpDtc7vsz7xfk69zVfIECUow70u0JqxFxFoTB2tW2WsAJgVww/s200/New+Born+%2851%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295595760769428818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii5v2BNuK8IkQCgGOzSiRad3b3V989u0jD_6UiiU436BABPfsw1SHvQmRV-6KHdX8uXSZLiA9kwHazWEOQG6okCWUgYKzZbtcK2aV5HSkXlKL521sYnUjM9dU9wt6mdVWi1PWefvvf_w/s1600-h/q.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii5v2BNuK8IkQCgGOzSiRad3b3V989u0jD_6UiiU436BABPfsw1SHvQmRV-6KHdX8uXSZLiA9kwHazWEOQG6okCWUgYKzZbtcK2aV5HSkXlKL521sYnUjM9dU9wt6mdVWi1PWefvvf_w/s200/q.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295592081870750738" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQp7HuarSyWpnBWeIcNaHYKJ-bYdOF9iKuqchpD5gSk2sU6AaJL2UisB-Sfa8Eajmg6yZI2qXJmScmS2GJE-HX8HNHocc8w9Eg4s9MfjC0JbdBl5Incp60UyaWZgCexP02-qT9oOIExw/s1600-h/vv.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQp7HuarSyWpnBWeIcNaHYKJ-bYdOF9iKuqchpD5gSk2sU6AaJL2UisB-Sfa8Eajmg6yZI2qXJmScmS2GJE-HX8HNHocc8w9Eg4s9MfjC0JbdBl5Incp60UyaWZgCexP02-qT9oOIExw/s200/vv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295588337488427842" border="0" /></a><br />We have been told that our kids look alike so I thought I would post thier new born pictures and see if you can tell who is who. I had this up one other time but when I had problems with my comments I lost this post. They are black and white cause it would be a lot easier if they were color. Morgen's will probably be the easiest since she is the newest.<br /></div>Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40354601014606349.post-22069009899801491832009-01-26T03:30:00.000-08:002009-02-06T23:12:57.125-08:00Why does time fly so quickly?<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">It <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">doesn't</span> seem like it has been almost 2 weeks since I posted last. I did get my entire house cleaned and have actually been able to keep it up. I also made a menu for two weeks of meals and made my shopping list off of it. In case your wondering why I'm saying this it is because I never do this. I just go shopping and get what I think I might need and then hope I can make something out of it. and then I get mad because I don't know what to fix for super and I fret about it all day till I think I'll go mad. So now I wake up and know what I am fixing that day and also know that I have all the ingredients. I have not always been this disorganized, but ever since I started having children I guess I thought I did not have time for lists and such. Now I am kicking myself for not doing it sooner. By all means though this is not a habit yet, it seems to take me for ever to do something on a regular basis till it becomes habit. Usually I Only get to the one month mark and quit cause I think it's to hard. I know it's lousy. You can pray for me in this area cause I know my husband is to. I<br />think he enjoys actually getting a good meal at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nite</span> and not something I threw together with the ingredients I had on hand. Doing all this has also helped my mood as well. I think I'm going through some postpartum depression. Cause I just don't feel like my self lately. In fact I haven't for the past 4 or five years. After my mom was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Jan</span> of o4,getting pregnant in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Dec</span> of 04 , losing her in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">february</span> of 05 and two more babies since then I guess <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">maby</span> I am felling a little over whelmed.I hardly get adjusted to my new baby and then I'm pregnant and sick again and don't feel like doing anything.And no I am not trying to tell you that I am pregnant again, God forbid! Some times I wonder if I haven't had the baby blues for about 3 and 1/2 yrs solid. This time seems a little worse cause I am questioning my salvation and not wanting to have a relationship with Christ anymore and feel so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">completely</span> alone right now.This really bothers me cause even when I have had depression before I have never felt this way about my spiritual life. Has anyone ever felt this after a pregnancy? I feel so stupid . It's like my mind is telling me that I'm not saved but, my heart screams at me at the same time saying it is not so. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Arg</span> it is so confusing at the time. I know I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">should</span> listen to what my heart tells me but my mind seems to overwhelm me.It feels like a battle.I have always been told that it was a constant battle but I guess I have never felt it so real before. But then again I don't think I have ever been this tired before either, and I can not cope with things at all when I am tired. Cameron and I are wanting to join at grace but I have been holding back because of how I am feeling right now. Please pray that the Lord will clear my mind so that I can take this step forward with my husband. It has been the desire of our hearts to join but first we wanted to make sure we were going to be staying here and now I feel like such a failure <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">spiritually</span> that I don't know if I can go through that process from my heart. I don't want to give answers that are what I know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Danny</span> will want to hear when we become members, I want them to come from what I know to be truth in my heart. I am tired of acting like what I know I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">supposed</span> to. But if I act like what I feel now I don't think anyone would want me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">around</span>! Well now that you know what I really am like right now:{ Sorry. I just needed to write this out cause it makes me feel better. Besides I think my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">struggle</span> must be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">written</span> on my face or something cause I have had several people come up and ask me how I'm REALLY doing, cause they said I looked frazzled. And I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">definatly</span> do. </span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div>Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40354601014606349.post-30032900419928293472009-01-08T20:24:00.001-08:002009-01-08T21:11:13.627-08:00I think I got this comment thing fixed<div align="center">Well if any of you tried to post a comment you would know that it was screwed up. I am happy to announce that I got it fixed at least for now. I heard this song the other day by Ray Stevens. I thought it was so funny so I decided to share it with you.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">When we were having our first baby </div><div align="center">The wife said to me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">maby</span> we should have this baby</div><div align="center">The natural way</div><div align="center">With out drugs or medication but in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">peaceful</span> meditation</div><div align="center">We'll start this child out on its merry way</div><div align="center">So we enrolled into a school and learned to breathe both</div><div align="center">Out and in then proudly told our family and our friends</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">We're having a baby the natural way</div><div align="center">We're having a baby we're happy to say</div><div align="center">this child will enter into life in sweet tranquillity </div><div align="center">the way the old folks did it all down through history</div><div align="center">Queens and peasants have both done it so just how hard can it be?</div><div align="center">We're having a baby the natural way</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">our reluctant <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">obstetrician</span> made just one one condition</div><div align="center">We could have the child naturally but in a delivery room.</div><div align="center">So we kept breathing and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">rehearsing</span> till the day came for the birthing</div><div align="center">Then my wife said sweetly to me" lets go dear the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">baby's</span>' <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">coming</span> soon</div><div align="center">So I grabbed our bags and got her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">there </span>and got her all checked in</div><div align="center">But <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">neither</span> one of us was ready for all that happened when</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">She started having that baby the natural way</div><div align="center">She started hiving that baby and I'm sorry to say</div><div align="center">Well there was yelling screaming bleeding </div><div align="center">And the cursing of my name, </div><div align="center">we forgot how to breathe when the labor really came</div><div align="center">Then she yelled Nobody told me that there would be this much pain</div><div align="center">I'm not having this baby the natural way.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Then I said Now now honey pant and puff</div><div align="center">She said Shut your mouth I've had enough</div><div align="center">then from the pit of hell there came a primal scream</div><div align="center">She grabbed me in a tight choke hold grabbed the doctor by the stethoscope</div><div align="center">then a voice from the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">exorcist</span> said GIVE ME MORPHINE</div><div align="center">They gave her a shot she relaxed her grip and I passed out on the floor</div><div align="center">The baby came she did just fine in fact we've had two more</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">But we didn't have those babies the natural way </div><div align="center">We had those babies I'm happy to say</div><div align="center">In an air conditioned hospital with every modern aid</div><div align="center">With syringes full of the very best pain killers ever made</div><div align="center">You can bet your life <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">theres</span> one thing that you'll never hear us say </div><div align="center">We're having a baby the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">natural</span> way</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">You know it just ain't natural having a baby the natural way</div><div align="center">Hey doc could we get a little more pain killer over here</div><div align="center"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Thank you</span>! I think my wife could use a little to.</div><div align="center">We're not having a baby the natural way.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I have had a good laugh more than once over this song. Sorry if you think I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">weird</span> but if I don't have a laugh every once in while I'll lose my mind. It just reminded me of how our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">expectations</span> of our first birth will be are so far removed from reality. I assure you that mine were brought back with shock by about the third contraction on the sixth of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">September</span> of 2005.</div><div align="center">Anyway I got 600 bean bags <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">finished</span> up on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Monday</span> that I started last <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Wednesday</span>. It felt nice to actually <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">finish</span> some thing that I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">started I</span> am very blessed with another very contented baby.The other two seem to be the ones who take the most time.Between feeding, correcting, wiping bottoms, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">changing</span> diapers and baths there is hardly time for fixing meals, doing laundry, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">keeping</span> the house picked up. I have not even tried to clean the house for about 2 months now, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">maby</span> I will get to that next week. Well I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">tiered</span> so I'd better go.</div>Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40354601014606349.post-10140913131759706462008-12-29T04:33:00.000-08:002008-12-29T05:35:44.288-08:00Well here goes nothing<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess there is a first time for everything and this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">defiantly</span> qualifies as a first. I can't imagine that I have anything to write that would be of any <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">interest</span> to anyone but I guess if you get bored you can stop reading. I was thinking that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">maby</span> I could relieve some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">pressure</span> by sharing my life and the things my kids are up to with you. Before I get started I'll tell you right off that I am terrible at typing and spelling so if things come out <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">weird</span> then it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">probably</span> means that I forgot to use spell check. Well as most of you know Cameron and I have three children under the age of three so we are a little crazy at times. The last month has been the busiest holiday season we have ever had and we are not even going to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Kansas</span>, where my family is from, this year. Morgen was born the 20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">th</span> of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">November</span>. Then my dad and his wife and my newest <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">baby</span> sister as well as my little sister and her husband came the evening of the 25<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> for a Thanksgiving/family Christmas. It was a little crowded here in our 14x70 trailer with 3 very active little ones. Mom <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Markley</span> and my sister <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Tabetha</span> provided all the meals while they were here for the two days so at least I did not have that stress but it was still very tiring with no naps and a brand new baby.I still <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">haven't</span> figured out how to get a nap though and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Morgen</span> is almost 6 weeks old:) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Tabetha</span> also <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">announced</span> that her and her husband Leland are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">expecting</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">their</span> first baby sometime in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">July</span>. Very exciting stuff, but a little scary thinking about my sister having to go through that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">especially</span> with labor still so fresh on my mind. Be praying that all goes well with that. So anyway, Tabby left the 27<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">th</span> for an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">anniversary</span> trip to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Michigan</span> and then daddy left the 28<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">th</span> for a wedding in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">Wisconsin</span> and then back to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Kansas</span> on the 1st of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">December</span>. The next few weeks were a blur of doctors appointments for me, baby, and the other kids as well. We have only had about 4 of our 6 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Christmas</span> celebrations so hope fully those will be coming up soon so we can have a nice slow rest of the winter. RIGHT! Pierce and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Shakira</span> have been a mess to put it nicely and some days I wish I could ship them some where far away. They have lost <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">their</span> hearing and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">their</span> ability to talk in a normal tone of voice.</span></span></span></span> <span style="font-style: italic;">You can also be praying for my sanity! We have also had the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">blessing</span> of having food brought in for about 3 weeks, thank the Lord for friends who were willing to help out. Well my mind just went blank, a nasty habit it has developed of late, so I guess I will finnish posting later.</span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"></span></div>Kyrstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619250237599454935noreply@blogger.com0