Archive for August, 2008

A Wife of Noble Character

For the past couple months, I’ve been studying Proverbs 31, and how to apply it to my life, to be a better (Christian/Biblical) wife and mom. I think many people view me as someone who has no goals. I didn’t finish college, and I currently have no plans to. I’m a stay at home mom, and there’s no place else I’d rather be!

I was recently discussing all of this with my husband, and told him my goals are his goals. It’s not that I can’t think for myself, but he is the head of our household, and it’s my job to support him, and be by his side, raising our children to the best of my ability. It’s his job to provide the income so we can have a roof over our heads, and food on the table, and he should leave for work each day, trusting that our kids will be fed, changed, washed, and cared for by me. Some of these things may be considered old fashion, but I consider myself to be pretty old fashioned! I am an absolute failure in the kitchen, but that’s something I’m GOING to improve! I am learning to sew more and more (baby blankets count!) and I’m going to home school our children. When we own a home, I’d also love to plant a small garden, and have a few chickens for fresh eggs.

This is obviously just a tiny part of being a Proverbs 31 Woman, I’m going to copy and paste the verses here (NIV version), and I’d really love feedback on what you’re doing to be a Wife of Noble Character? What struggles do you have? What have you learned? Advice, tips, comments?

10 [c] A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.

11 Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.

12 She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.

13 She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.

14 She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.

15 She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.

16 She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.

17 She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.

18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.

19 In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.

20 She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.

21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.

22 She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.

23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.

24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.

25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.

26 She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.

27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.

28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:

29 “Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all.”

30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.

31 Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.


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Houston, we have a heartbeat!

I was a nervous wreck today as I waited until 12:30 for 11:45 ultrasound. Two miscarriages, and spotting with this pregnancy has really freaked me out!

But I’m happy to report we saw a baby, measuring 7 weeks, 1 day, with a strong heart beat! And just ONE baby! Given that I had a positive pregnancy test at just 7 days past ovulation, and my hcg levels were so high at 14 and 15 DPO, I’m surprised it was just one, but I’m happy the one is there, alive, and growing!

I have a picture, but I don’t have a scanner…maybe I can take a picture and post it later.

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This made my day

Real Simple Magazine has a special Family edition on newstands right now.

I came across an article titled Hilarious Journal Entires from Teenagers.

The second one put a huge smile on my face.

“I hate Drake. I hate him with every bone in my body…Today we were playing in a tree and he tied me to the tree and he took my shoes. He took my shoes. It makes me so mad my pencil is shaking.”

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Oh the things he says!

The other day I was outside with my kids, and Daniel was playing on the swing set. I let him play bare butt for the fun of it, and at one point I said “Daniel your butt is so cute!”

Without missing a beat he yelled back “your butt is cute!”

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In addition…

Regarding my previous blog entry, I feel like I didn’t emphasize something enough.

I am in favor of a law that would require aborted-but-lived babies to have medical attention, and to be cared for as best as possible, however, I would prefer to see and end to abortion and have it outlawed completely. I wish the moms of those babies would give the unwanted babies up for adoption.

They may be unwanted by one, but they are wanted by many more.

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Think about it

At the risk of making my family sound like The Crazy Bird Family, I want to share a couple stories with you. Several years ago, when I was very young (maybe 7 or 8, I don’t remember exactly), we woke up on a Sunday morning to a swarm of crows outside our house, making quite a noise. We discovered that our cat had trapped a baby crow, and the entire Orange County Crow Population decided to show up and get the baby crow back. We ended up taking care of the baby crow, I don’t remember if it lived or if we released it back into the wild, but for several days, we had hundreds of crows circling our house, to the point where neighbors showed up asking us what was going on. We stole their baby and they wanted it back!

A few days ago, my older sister brought over a baby bird who fell (or was kicked?) out of its nest. I started feeding the bird baby food (mashed carrots, baby formula, what do you feed a baby bird? I wasn’t about to go dig up worms! If you know anything about me, you know the last place you’ll ever find me is associating myself with insects). I had a feeling the bird wouldn’t live long, but I did my best to keep it comfortable while it was alive. I found myself feeding it at 1 am, and gave it a bird stuffed animal to cuddle with, so it wouldn’t feel alone. I would feed it, and wonder if it’s mom missed it? After all, I remember from the crow days, that they do care! How long before animals forget? Are they like human mothers, and will always remember their babies? I’m a mom, so I couldn’t help but feed the baby bird, and miss my own babies, who were sleeping just 20 feet away, and think about them being sick, lonely, cold, hungry, scared, in a new unfamiliar environment. Babies know the sound of their moms voice when they are born, they can distinguish smells between their own moms breast milk and another woman’s by 2 weeks, and yet there are people in this world who are willing to murder these people, real life human beings!

The baby bird ended up dying, and I have no clue why. I fed him around midnight, and the next morning he was gone. I was both disappointed and relieved. I told myself he died peacefully in his sleep, but I was relieved that I wouldn’t have to care for him any longer. I have a 33 month old, an 8 month old, and another on the way, so I’ve got my hands full for now!

According to the Mayo Clinic website, at 4 weeks gestational age “The fourth week marks the beginning of the embryonic period, when the baby’s brain, spinal cord, heart and other organs begin to form. Your baby is now 1/25 of an inch long.” (Link: By 4Th week, I’m talking about approximately 2 weeks after conception, almost the earliest a woman can even find out she is pregnant. You hear that people? By the time you find out you’re pregnant, your baby is developing a heart and a brain! (So in my opinion, if you choose to KILL your baby, you are the one without a heart or a brain, which would actually mean this embryo is more advanced than you are!)

Enter Jill Stanek. Jill Stanek ( was a registered nurse in the Labor and Delivery Department at Christ Hospital in Oak Lawn, Illinois. In 1999 she discovered that babies were being aborted alive, and being taken to the soiled utility room, and left to die. These babies were being induced prematurely to let them die outside the womb, often called Therapeutic Abortion but officially known as Medically Indicated Pregnancy Terminations. (Who is this therapeutic for? I was induced with my daughter, and there was nothing therapeutic about it!) According to the Jill Stanek said “It is not uncommon for one of these live aborted babies to linger for an hour or two or even longer. … One of them once lived for almost eight hours.” She said that one night she personally rocked a 21 to 22 week infant to keep him from dying alone in the soiled utility room.

Ms. Stanek related stories she had been told by other nurses. One was haunted by the memory of attending one of these procedures where the baby “came out weighing much more than expected, almost two pounds.” Another “told me about a live aborted baby who was left to die on the counter of the soiled utility room wrapped in a disposable towel. This baby was accidentally thrown into the garbage, and when they later were going through the trash to find the baby, the baby fell out of the towel and onto the floor.”

Stanek was taken aback when another nurse told her about how this procedure was done on a patient who was 23-plus weeks pregnant. She told members of the committee that, according to statistics, this baby had a 39 percent chance of survival, but since the patient chose to abort there was no neonatologist, pediatric resident, neonatal nurse or respiratory therapist present for the delivery. “Instead, the only personnel present for this delivery were an obstetrical resident and my co-worker.” The baby, who, according to Ms. Stanek showed early signs of thriving, was not taken to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit for specialized care, but was left to die in the Labor and Delivery Department.

*Read this article if you can stomach it

Kevin Vance, with the Weekly Standard, has an article published August 13, 2008, about Senator Barack Obamas vote regarding the Born-Alive Infants Protection Act of 2002. The following paragraph is copied from that article:

IN MARCH 2003, registered nurse Jill Stanek submitted a statement to the Illinois Senate Health and Human Services committee in which she reported that infants who survived abortions at her Oak Lawn hospital were sometimes “taken to the Soiled Utility Room and left alone to die.” Stanek was lobbying the committee to approve the Born-Alive Infants Protection Act of 2002, which would have recognized any infant born alive after an abortion as a human being deserving legal protection. Barack Obama, then the committee chairman, defeated the bill with his fellow Democrats in a 6-4 party-line vote.

I don’t understand why, if tomorrow I choose to have an abortion (for whatever reason), and the baby survives, it can still be thrown out with the trash, because it wasn’t meant to live. But if I can’t afford an abortion, and I take matters into my own hands, I’m a murderer. If I am shot and killed on the street tomorrow, the shooter will be charged with a double murder, because I have a Dr. confirmed pregnancy (with blood results and an ultrasound as proof!) But again, if I were to get rid of the baby myself, I would probably under go psychiatric evaluation, maybe go to jail, likely be separated from my other children, and put in a mental institution. This is the most backwards thinking!

Yes, I am absolutely 100% against Obama for president. No, I’m not 100% for McCain for President. Yes, I will definitely vote against Obama. I know moral issues such as abortion and gay marriage are between God and an individual, however, your vote is between you and God as well. Do you really think the best man to lead 300+ million people is a man who essentially believes in cruel and unusual punishment for innocent babies? Is this the “Change” you are hoping for? And please don’t tell me environmental issues are more important than babies. That’s just perverted. Are we really that much dumber than birds, that our own babies are no longer important to us? Also, I don’t want to hear an anti-war arguement. The difference between abortion and war, is that babies aren’t terrorists.

I would also like to add that I believe all taxes dollars that help cover the cost of abortion and contraceptives, would be better put to use helping save the lives of these babies, and putting them in proper homes. There are plenty of couples out there paying thousands of dollars for adoption and in-vitro. Why not help them out?

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart.”
-Jeremiah 1:5

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Here we go again!

It’s been an emotional couple of weeks!

After having a miscarriage in May (my 2nd miscarriage) I have been having irregular cycles. I have no clue what’s going on with my body! On July 29th I decided to take a pregnancy test, and it was positive, a faint positive, but “a line is a line.” I had no clue how far along I was!

Because of my previous 2 miscarriages, I decided to wait to announce this pregnancy. I knew I couldn’t wait that long, but I wanted to wait it out to see how things would go. Friday rolled around and I started spotting. Well, I’ve been here before…twice. Of course I knew this was over, and I hoped things would just end quickly, it’s very emotional to miscarry, but even worse when it’s dragged out over a couple months. (This already happened to me between November 2006 and January 2007).

I started taking pregnancy tests daily, then every other day. The spotting stopped, the tests got darker. I called my Dr. and made an appointment, and also went in for blood work. Waiting for the blood work results was possibly the longest 24 hours of my life!

My heart has been beating so fast since Wednesday of this week. I’m sure I annoyed everyone at my Doctor’s office with my constant phone calls (daily).

Thursday I talked to the a nurse, who told me the lab had messed up, and we wouldn’t hae the blood results from draw #2 until tomorrow (Friday) morning. She had the first numbers, which she gave me, but those are useless without the 2nd numbers!

When my doctor scheduled me for an ultrasound, she told me if the hcg levels drop in my 2nd blood draw, I won’t need the ultrasound. Well 11 am rolled around today, and I still hadn’t heard the results. I called and the receptionist told me she couldn’t give me the results, but my Dr. will discuss them with me at my appointment. I’ve never had that happen before, so I assumed the worst! I figured it was my 3rd miscarriage, 2nd in a row, she probably wanted to discuss the possibilities of what’s wrong with me, and testing we could proceed with.

I had to wait until 3 today,finally got in, had an ultrasound, and there was a sac! There’s a baby growing there! My numbers went up, just as they were supposed to! I don’t have an exact due date yet, because it’s still early, but somewhere around April 4-11. Of course, I have yet to make it past 38 weeks, and I might end up with a scheduled c-section in late March. I go back the 26th of this month for another ultrasound and we’ll know more then.

Looks like I’ll have babies 16 months apart!

I also felt comfortable letting the family know tonight. I got a white onesie for Bethany, and with a red Sharpie marker I wrote “Big Sister April ’09” on it, took a few pictures, and sent it off. (I wanted to do something more unique then just an “‘I’m pregnant” phone call!”)

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