Just a Daisy in the Meadow

Jaden’s happy now - he was banned for awhile of holding Lynne because of his cold. Can you guess how many times a day he begged to hold her? (No, I haven’t actually kept track) And the others beg too. All these add up, you know. But thankfully the newness is wearing off just a bit. But we all, are still awed at the miracle of new life and are enjoying her immensely!

Lizzie is such a help to me these days . . . but it still is hard to rest . . . there still are six munchkins six and under, under this roof. I had my husband buy me a set of earplugs and they have proved to be quite useful in allowing me to sleep at times. Somehow noise is quite irritating to me (I think it’s mainly when I’m extra tired), even just the sound of little feet running across the floor downstairs (kinda like little mice running throughout walls or the ceiling of ones room) bugs me. So thus the earplugs are a lifesaver, I mean sanity saver!

. . . And tell me how can one rest in sweet serenity when there are little persons needing instruction in life . . . one can never run away from being Mom . . . training never ends (at least at this stage, I mean)

. . . but just so you know, you don’t need to pity me, that’s not why I write my frustrations on here. I just want to tell how the Lord “been there” for me and say that He is indeed a faithful God! Read His words below . . . He does truly help this poor weak women . . . He is my lifesaver!

“Have you not known?  Have you not heard?

The everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth,

neither faints nor is weary!

His understanding is unsearchable.

He gives power to the weak.

And to those who have no might He increases strength.

Even the youths shall faint and be weary,

and the young men shall utterly fall.

But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength.

They shall mount up with wings as eagles.

They shall run and not be weary. They shall walk and not faint!”  - Isaiah

Bowing down before Your holy throne . . . .”

“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above and cometh down from the Father of lights . . .”

Anne’s writings are often an inspiration to me. And I loved her gift list this past year. Here she tells about it soooo well! . . . About the gifts God is giving her fresh and new each and every day! Counting them, recording them . . . and like Dorcas Smucker says, we each have our OWN story to tell, and so we each have our OWN list. Record it, thank Him for it and Praise His Name!!! God is so good!!!

1.Strength for each new day!

2.Mercies NEW every morning!

5.My newborn, my daughter!

6. Girlie bonnets and pink clothes!

12.Bright blue, wide awake eyes of my boy!

13. Warm blankets, fuzzy and soft!

14. Tired body, dozy with sleep!

18. A mailbox to open and anticipate each day!

19.Stamps to send greetings on there way!

24.The quiet of the night!

30. Moments to capture on film!

34. Little voices calling “Mama”!

37. A Mom to call home to!

And yeah, the list goes on . . .

Blessings to you and yours this special, special day of remembering all that God has done and is going to do!!!

My heart is so full of thanksgiving and praise right now . . . I don’t really know how to express it . . . I have been able to take the time to enjoy and revel in the thrill of a new baby this time. God had granted me the desire of my heart to be able to “stop and smell the roses” and I am deeply awed at His way of working things out!

I don’t know if you all remember or not but last time before Jaden was born I was fearful of the anticipated after pains and they were BAD! This time I was determined that some medication or something HAD to be done . . .I desperately didn’t want to go through those two first weeks after baby again.

So all along I was thinking that I would see that I get something to help me out. One of my friends had that kind of help and right from the get go I let my doter know that this is I wanted. Well, I didn’t see her for a long time (while using our midwife) so a few weeks before our due date we petitioned my request. Much to my dismay, she denied wishes!!! I couldn’t take it, I bawled and wept bitter tears into my pillow! Oh, why? Oh, God how am I going to handle this again, I can’t!!! And then I released it and let go . . . I just decided that I guess this is the way things are going to be and I can’t change them as much as I would like to! So I just tried not to think about them or dread it anymore but just take it one day at a time and somehow with the Lord’s help I’d make it through.

. . . And this is how He answered me.

I was able to have my baby at home again . . . but early on in my pregnancy I kept thinking that something might just be different this time. After all, after several healthy births one still cannot take it for granted that everytime will go smooth and safe. God does bless His children, but he sends ” rain on the just and the unjust” . . . and every time we’d drive by the hospital I’d think “One of these times, I just might not be so “lucky” to not have to come here.”

And so it was . . . I ended up there . . . on the hospital bed thanking the Lord that it wasn’t worse.

After pumping me up with several ivies, they got my blood pressure from 73 over 38 up to 110 over 60 (I think) and left me alone till the morning and then checked my hemoglobin. It was pretty good they said at 8.8 so I didn’t have to have any blood. But this is what I find interesting . . . I wasn’t in there long before I let them know how I was feeling with the after pains and guess what, God provided relief for me there!!! . . . And to clinch it even more toward morning they put me on pitosun(sp?) and got my uterus to get to work an clamp down and shrink a bit to make sure the bleeding was going to stop for sure I guess and all this was done WHILE I was on pain meds! Praise the Lord, Hallelujah!!!

. . . And so now I can enjoy my newborn baby . . . and enjoy nursing. Which last time took me at least two weeks before I was somewhat pain free with. I am counting my blessings every day!!!! Praise be to the Lord!

Aimee -  Beloved

Lynne - Waterfall

Psalm 87:7b “All my springs are in Thee.”

In full bloom . . . a few days before

Wayne enjoying his alotted time holding Lynne . . .

Excited sis!!!

Ok, first of all the discrepancy on the name spelling . . . we had never discussed the spelling I guess . . . but now we have . . . and it is now decided, Lynne it is.

OK . . .  is it alright to have some “lady talk”?  (Guys, here is where you can just bow out!)  :-)  Here we go. Here’s my story.

So much has happened in little time . . . I had lots of contractions and wasn’t sure I’d know when the real time would be and sure enough we didn’t have much time to set up our pool and get much water in it.  I had decided to stay home from church which turned out to be a good decision because I wasn’t planning to take a pickle jar with me which I would have needed :)  (You know, they say you’re to have a pickle jar with you and when your water breaks you just drop the pickle jar and no one will know!  Ok, maybe that’s just for when your grocery shopping at nine months:) )

Anyway, at 7:20 my water broke and then I knew labour was for real this time.  Aimee Lynne was born abour an hour and twenty-five minutes later.  The labor really wasn’t that bad this time, though the pushing was more difficult as she was my biggest one yet. Everything was going fine and dandy so far . . . but after placenta, the bleeding just wouldn’t stop. And then of course those AFTERPAINS hit HARD!!! . . .  As I felt myself getting weaker and weaker, prayers increased and singing was begun.  Oh, that was SO SOOTHING!!!  . . . But my world was getting dizzy and black and blacker.  It just seemed that my life was receding fast, that life was flowing out of me.  Would this be the end?  Is this what dying felt like? Would these be my last moments of conciousness? 

All these questions were swirling in my head as I prayed. Of course Japheth prayed over me again and again. . . Then we decided that it was time to act.  Quick prepartations were made to transport me to the hospital.  The seats were out of the van from the day before so it was easy to throw a foam mattress down and put me in and with midwife and off we drove into the night with the road slick as ice.  It was cold and windy of course . . . isn’t that how it always is when things like this happen?  . . . Japheth called the police and let them know that we were zooming in there and why.  Thankfully, the deer stayed out of our way and we made it safe and sound with the Lord’s protecting hand upon us!

It was a good feeling to feel” life” coming back to me . . . (I’ll finish later, gotta go.  Pics will come also)

Aimee Lynn (We’ll call her Lynn)

9 lbs and 6 oz’s.

Born at home at 8:47 PM. on November the 14th

We just got back from the hospital(I know, I know, we DID have her at home, there were just some complications that we ran in at midnight) . . . more details later.

*UPDATE* 

If you want to see a picture now, you can see one over at Japheth’s Blog.  Otherwise, I will have more here later.

Ok, . . .  it just might be the time, THIS time I would appreciate prayer RIGHT NOW . . .  the “pickle jar is broken”  . . . and the pains are upon me . . . 

I’ve got it made.

I’ve got a maid.

Oh, this is sweet,

Oh, such a treat!!!

To be able to rest,

I’m doublely blessed!!!

Oh, thank-You, Lord!

Lizzie’s here for awhile, for several weeks though she’ll go home for over the weekends. Oh, what a blessing!

Yeah, my due date has come and gone . . . and baby remains to be unseen . . . It just seems to be a bit weird as I’ve never really gone past that before . . . My midwife assures me that baby WILL come . . . . but sometimes I think I’ll be in this state for always.

But in the meantime I am enjoying the bliss of being able to have TWO RESTFUL naps a day if I so desire. (I do so desire, I assure you, and it is wonderful!!!) Especially as last night was kinda’ve a late one as we are having revival meetings this week and we had the evangelist and his family over after church. Ahhhh . . . being able to sit through a service without having a child in my lap ONCE was a bit of heaven on earth for me right now. Lizzie is worth a million! (Uhmmm yeah, Japheth does hold little ones in his lap also, it’s just that we have two and sometimes three that need lap time in church.)

My heart is full of thanksgiving praise just for this alone . . .

As much as I would like for baby to come, each evening when it is time to go to bed I decide that really I need to get a “good”  night’s rest first. :)  (all mother’s ,I’m sure, know just  how restful  this can be.)  And I am gratful to fall asleep and watch the hours go by with each bathroom trip and gratefully crawl back into bed and sleep as well as a hippo might.

Why is it that often babies come at such a time to take away a whole night or half a night of needed rest?