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Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Parker's Birth

So, I sometimes read this blog called Raising Olives, and she posted some of her birth stories- years after the births. I liked the idea of telling the birth story with some perspective added by years, and not in the haze of newborn-no-sleep time right after the birth.

So, in celebration of Parker's third birthday here is the story of his birth- with lots of detail, skip over it if you want.

I was due December 22nd. I had been told repeatedly that they would induce me NO LATER than December 28th, if I went past due.
During my final weeks I was not dilating, not effacing, not even 'ripening'-- so my doctor GUARANTEED me that I would have a C-Section. But I wanted to at least try for a vaginal delivery. So he tried to stretch my cervix- painful but useless, still no progress.
Well my due date came and went

Me on December 22nd

I had my last Doctors appointment on Thursday, December 27th- one day before my promised induction date. My Doctor was unavailable, so I saw someone else, and she told me we were good to go for the induction on January 8th. WHAT!?!?!
"Excuse me I think you mean December 28th"
"No, You're fine, we'll wait until January."
I very nearly punched her.
Then she decided to send me to the hospital across the street for a NST since I was past my due date. Well, when they hooked me up my blood pressure was high. Mrs. "we'll induce in January" had bugged me enough to make my blood pressure skyrocket. So between the high blood pressure and Parker's heart rate changes with each contraction (common in past due babies) they told me to come back at 9pm and be induced.
Hallelujah!
So I went home had a bagel for a late lunch/early dinner and tried to get some sleep.
We went to the hospital at 9, and got admitted around 10.
Upon admission, I had a slight fever, so they gave me some antibiotics and said we would have to stay for 48 hours after the birth to make sure I didn't infect Parker with anything.
Since I was not dilating at all, they were going to the maximum dose of cervadil 3 times overnight, then start pitocin in the morning. Well, 20 minutes after the first dose, I went into labor. (I guess this is normal when you're past due)
A couple of hours later I was dilated to a 2!
They gave me a smaller dose of Cervadil and we waited and at 7 or 8 in the morning I was at a 4. They started the pitocin, got me an epidural and broke my water. With the epidural I was finally able to get a little sleep- not much, but it was something.
Just after noon I was ready to push. I was starving- I hadn't eaten anything since my small bagel for lunch the day before. But I had to push the baby out first. Well, when I was pregnant with Parker, being too hungry always made me throw up. So I threw up. Repeatedly. It was painful to vomit during a contraction, I never want to do that again.
So we began pushing: Two hours, multiple vomiting episodes, an episiotomy, a 3rd degree tear and multiple sulcus tears (that means some MAJOR internal tearing) later--- Parker was born. (after 16 hours of labor.)


He was 8lbs 2oz and 20-1/4 inches

They placed him right on my chest while they cleaned him off and Jason declined cutting the umbilical cord. (Jason doesn't like blood or anything like that) The first thing he did was start sticking out his tongue repeatedly, like a little lizard.
I spent the next hour getting stitched up while Parker got a clean bill of health except for a transitory heart murmur- which I guess is very common and it 'cleared up' very quickly. So all was well.
During my extended 'getting stiches' time my epidural wore off. The tearing hurt badly enough, but I could also feel the doctor doing the stitches.
I told the nurse that it hurt and she said "No, it doesn't- You just feel pressure and pulling"
 "No," I said "I feel pain"
The argument continued for a minute until the Doctor interrupted and told her to get me some pain meds. She was a crabby fat little lady nurse and I didn't like her- she continued to annoy me during my stay in the L&D Room.
Finally, I was stitched up and ready to hold my baby. And he was perfect.
Soon, we had some visitors:



And we survived the next 48 hours in the hospital, even though we were constantly woken by nurses. Parker lost 10% of his body weight which is the maximum "healthy" amount to lose so they asked us to supplement a little. And he ended up being just fine.

We were a new little family and it was awesome.

A Year in Pictures

So, this has become a bit of a tradition I guess. On my kids birthdays I post a picture for each month from the previous year. So, here you go... watch Parker grow from 2 to 3:

Cuddling Aria in January

 On his bike in February

 Wearing a bib to be like Aria in March

 Making an Easter bucket in April

 In Daddy's church shoes in May

 Handsome Boy in June

 Watching for trains in July

 With Daddy in August

 September

 My pumpkin head in October

 At the Zoo in November


Roasting Marshmallows in December

We're so lucky to have had Parker in our lives for the past 3 years. He's so smart and funny and sweet. It's awesome to watch him grow and learn and to spend every day with him.

Monday, December 27, 2010

Blogging slacker

So I'm way behind on the blog. Please forgive me and I'll get caught up soon.

Real Women Have Curves

And I'm about to have one more...
Pretty soon I'll look like this:

YES!! I'm pregnant! We're super excited to announce baby #3 should be here this summer.
My due date is June 29th.  My goal is to go into labor on my own this time, so I'm expecting to go past my due date. So early July it is...

Anyway, here are pictures from my first ultrasound back in November, I was 8 weeks and 5 days.



It may not look like much, but that little peanut is my baby!
Right now, I'm 13 weeks.

Baby belly at 13 weeks
That belly doesn't look like much (most of it is actually just fabric sticking out from my stomach) But I can definitely feel the difference already.

So far this pregnancy I have been okay. There have been bad days and good days. There were a couple weeks were I was really very sick and kinda miserable. But now I'm doing okay.
Also, I was thinking of finding out the gender just for my own sanity and then not telling anyone. Anyone at all... would you all hate me?

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Why I Want to Homeschool

This post is long and possibly boring to some of you- skip it if you want, just skim it if you prefer. Or read it all to understand why I want to home school my kids... since most people wonder why. Plus it will be good for me to have this written down, someday when I think "WHY? WHY? WHY AM I DOING THIS?" I can look back and remember some of the reasons I feel this is so important.

Social Skills
First, I'll address the number one concern I hear from people when I say I want to home school:
Generally something like "Aren't you worried about their social skills?"
NO.

I like to quote another homeschool mother: “I have nothing kind to say about the sort of socialization that occurs in schools, the children are thrown into single-age, often very large groups with no meaningful interactions with adults.”

The public school's primary job is to "educate". Socializing is discouraged in most settings. Children are not supposed to talk in the classroom,  or the hallway and some schools say not even in the cafeteria. So... most socializing takes place on the playground; the values most children learn at recess do not exactly align with the better morals of society. Issues such as bullying, drugs, sexual talk and actions, and the establishment of an unfair pecking order, etc...do not really meet up with the norms of adult life. Where in the "real world" or workplace are adults expected to interact with 20 to 30 people of their own age and not those who are younger or older?

I'm willing to say that 75% or more of my socializing that took place during school hours came in the form of writing/passing notes. Another 'not real' form of socializing. Most real social interaction happened after school.

Also, I've known several people who were home schooled who are more emotionally/socially mature than I am. And while in the public school system I met plenty of social retards.
Homeschooling does not mean being a social misfit, and public school is not a guarantee of normalcy.
So NO---I'm not worried about it.

Relationships
On a related note, I am greatly encouraged by what I read about relationships in home school families.
I've been doing a lot of reading from home school families about what works for them and curriculum ideas, how they plan and execute, etc.

Well, across the board I read stuff about how home school teenagers are not disrespectful and rude to their parents. They are generally not rebellious. They are kind polite and hard-working.

I've even read from mothers who talked about how bad their teenagers attitude had become, and then they started homeschooling- and within months the child was kinder, more positive, and had a much healthier and more open relationship with their parents and siblings. So even after public school and peer pressure has convinced a child that he is 'supposed' to dislike his parents and such- the damage can be reversed through home school.

I believe absolutely that:
"...There is no generation gap. That is another tool of the devil. Your most important friendships should be with your own brothers and sisters and with your father and mother. Love your family. Be loyal to them. Have a genuine concern for your brothers and sisters. Help carry their load” --Ezra Taft Benson
And:
"Another face of pride is...generation gaps..." --Ezra Taft Benson
It is not required for teenagers to hate their parents, it is a lie that a child will hear repeated often from much of society.
I want good quality relationships with my children, and I believe that this can best be achieved through homeschooling them.

Self-paced, Individualized Education
A woman I know, has an 11 year old son who has been diagnosed with some sensory disorders and anxiety disorder. His anxiety disorder causes him trouble in school. He gets less than 50% on every test he takes because he can't handle the stress of taking the test, even if he knows the information. The mother spent 2 years working with the school to get an individualized education plan (IEP) for her son. Basically she wanted the teachers to give him tests without calling it a 'test'- just call it a worksheet or something. It would still reveal how much he learned about the subject without him freaking out. They refused... you can only have an IEP if your child is on behavioral medication. No matter that he is DIAGNOSED with the disorder, since they are trying to use counselling and such instead of medications, there is nothing the school can do to help him. I really believe this boy would do well in a home school situation. He needs someone who understands his unique needs to help him succeed.

When I was in first grade, we had workbooks that we did our math out of. I finished my ENTIRE math book before Christmas break. So what do you think they did? Get me a 2nd grade math book? Recommend me for some gifted program? Nope. For the rest of the year I spent math time everyday playing board games with the down syndrome girl in the back of the class. Ev-er-y-day! Yep- they didn't give the girl who's great a math a chance to get ahead. And they completely gave up on educating the down syndrome girl.

In home school- my kids will be able to work 'ahead' and excel as much as they want- I will NOT hold them back, and if I have a child with a learning disability I won't just give up and let them fail- they will learn, at a slower pace, but they will continue to learn instead of just being pushed through.

Another example in Math: I was always good at math, it was always very easy for me... so in math class I never took notes-- I didn't need to. I got A's on all my tests without taking notes and without studying. In my Algebra class we learned how to derive the quadratic equation from the Pythagorean theorem. It was a copious amount of note taking that I didn't bother with. The next day I had memorized the quadratic equation (more than I could say for most of the other students, I'm sure) then we were given an open note pop quiz on how to derive the quadratic formula. I got 5% on the test because I was able to write the memorized formula down- and that was it. It seemed (and still does seem) completely unfair. I was punished and failed a test because I was smart enough to not need to take notes. Some other kids who were dumb as rocks got A's on that test because they didn't have to think: they just copied down their notes. This is not what education should be about!

I believe education should be for learning, not for memorizing something long enough to regurgitate it on a test and then forgetting it forever. This, however, is not how government run schools feel.

Curriculum
I don't like the ridiculous curriculum of public schools. I remember my high school world history class. We spent a couple weeks on Greek Mythology. And another couple weeks on Roman Mythology. And then we had another test comparing Greek Mythology to Roman Mythology. MYTHOLOGY=FAKE but we spent most of the semester learning about it.
In this history class, did I learn about The crusades, the inquisition, WWI? No
Any history at all that took place in Asia, Africa, Australia or South America (This was WORLD history after all)? No.
WWII? A little.
I remember studying, in detail, the disgusting gory symptoms of the black plague. Quality education there people: symptoms of a practically nonexistent disease, and myths.

Also, in my American history class we watched Forest Gump. Twice. Somehow I think there could have been a better use of my time.

Also, in some states, all textbooks will now refrain from saying the words 'marriage' 'husband' or 'wife' So remember Martha Washington? You know... George Washington's Life partner? Stupid, right? I don't need my kids being taught that kind of politically correct garbage.

Also, I can objectively teach some things (like evolution) to my kids. I believe in evolution, I just don't believe in an atheistic 'natrural' origin to life. There is NO proof that life began in some "primordial organic soup" (as my biology book this semester calls it) NONE! They only have indirect evidence that it could be possible. But it is taught like fact. Do public schools teach the controversy that actually surrounds The Evolutionary Origin theory? Do they teach children about how statistically unlikely (see: impossible) it would be to have life spontaneously generate, and then survive, reproduce and mutate into the incredibly diverse living world we live in now? NO.
Honest/Fair Evaluation of My Child's Performance
This is a story from my former Visiting Teaching companion (who is now homeschooling her youngest child) She's sure her son has some kind of learning disorder, and he was attending the preschool that is run by our local school district. (So this is the same as public school) He was 5 years old about to start kindergarten and he knew only a couple of letters (but didn't know their corresponding sounds), he couldn't really count, and he could only identify some basic shapes and colors. A bit behind for a 5 year old, right? End of the year Parent teacher conferences:
Teacher: Your son is so smart
Mother: Really?
Teacher: Yeah, you can just tell he really gets it.
Mother: Are you sure? (then lists some of his struggles)
Teacher: Oh, well yeah, but you can just tell that somewhere, deep down, he gets it.
Mother: riiiight....

They refused to honestly tell her that her son was behind. Apparently that particular school felt that it was unfair to admit that some children are more or less advanced than others. How will that attitude help him in the real world?? He'll be in for a real shock when he gets fired from job after job, because growing up everyone said he was smart and never tried to teach him to make up for his learning deficiencies.

In our school district they have this program called 'Character Counts' (I have no idea if this program is throughout AZ or even throughout the nation) But anyway, it's supposed to reward kids who not only work hard in academics, but model good attitudes and behaviors. Thus, "Character Counts". Talking to a mother in out ward, her daughter was upset that she didn't win character counts even once all year, since someone wins every month and you get some good prizes, I guess. Well the girl and mother ask her teacher why she never got character counts, she thinks she deserved it. The teacher said that yes, this girl absolutely deserved the award, repeatedly. But it wouldn't be fair to give the award to some girl who really exhibits good character. (Did you get that???) The teacher told her that since this girl was already modeling good character and would continue to do so- she didn't need the prize. It was better to give it to the kids who don't normally try for good character traits, but could use some encouragement, to feel good about themselves.

Two different examples both show that public schools are unwilling to honestly evaluate a child's performance. It wouldn't be 'nice' to let some child think that they aren't equal to every other child around them. How on earth are these kids ever expected to improve if they are constantly being lied to about their shortcomings? That's how you get morons on American Idol who swear that everyone they know tells them how great they are at singing- No one was ever willing to tell them they weren't in tune! It's not ever going to be beneficial to spare someones feeling by lying to them.

I teach piano lessons to 3 siblings. When they mess up should I just tell them what great piano players they are? That wouldn't help them- if they are ever going to succeed at playing the piano I have to tell them when they play the wrong note, or the wrong rhythm. I'm not mean about it, but I'm honest. I do praise them when they do well. But, again, I'm honest about it. Apparently however, if I were a public run educational institution I would just pat them on the back and tell them they are such good piano players. And then they would never learn to play a song correctly.

I do not want my children handicapped by the public school system, or like the girl in my ward, to have truly positive qualities ignored because they are 'good enough' to not need encouragement.
Temptations
This is a reason for homeschooling that I don't feel as strongly about, but Jason seems to think this is a heavy hitter when it comes to reasons to home school our kids.

How many stupid decisions do teenagers make because of peer pressure? I think it's a lot. Regardless  of the severity of the bad decisions, I think I can correctly say that most bad decisions made by high school students are mostly influenced by peer pressure.
And the reason I don't feel too strongly about this is that there are still temptations around in the world, and they will still deal with peer pressure in college and in the work force.
BUT... you also are more likely to have your head on straight by the time you get to college. So yes, there will be continued pressure to follow the crowd, but I think the pressure will be greatly abated, and therefore easier to resist. So even if this isn't super important to me, I still think it's a valid point.


So this isn't 100% comprehensive, there are too many reasons to list them all, but it gives you a good idea of why I want to home school my kids.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Thanksgiving

I don't have a lot of pictures from Thanksgiving, but here's what I do have:

Kids helping me make pies the night before


Aria playing in the backyard at the Tieman Thanksgiving

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Christmas Tree Hunting

The weekend before Thanksgiving we went to Parks with my in-laws to cut down a Christmas tree. 

Aria-bug in the swing
 We had some s'mores. Parker only wanted the marshmallows, he would roast them for about 2 seconds...
 Then shove the whole thing in his mouth


 Are kids cute when they're dressed warm or what???


 Parker and Daddy

 One of several failed attempts to get a picture with Aria
And, Jason cutting down our Christmas tree.


Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Love Her!

Aria is the cutest little bug I've ever seen, and she is all personality lately.


Eating Lunch
Wearing Sunglasses

Digging in my church bag

After sneaking a mushroom from the fridge and putting the whole thing in her mouth

She is so happy and playful and fun lately. She still growls a lot, but its babbling a bit more.
We Love this Girl!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Funny Stuff Parker says

Parker sings his ABCs a lot, when he gets to the end, he always says "now my ABCs, next time won't you sing with me" (as opposed to "now I know my ABCs") One time Jason corrected him and said "Now I KNOW my ABCs" with lots of emphasis on the word know. Parker responded: "Now YES my ABCs"

On a related note, we were talking about the change from October to November and Parker decided to call it YESvember.

Parker was making up a song and playing the drums. His song went like this "Aria, the first lady in the world. Aria the only lady in the whole world." (repeated several times) I have no idea where he got it from.

Being 2, Parker still has some letters he doesn't pronounce correctly. He sometimes says 'L' like a 'W'... sometimes.
One morning, I told Parker "I La-la-la-la-la-Love you" Parker said "I la-la-la-la-la-Wuv you"

Parker tried to take my personal progress book from me and I said no, and he said "But I need to check my progress!"

He'll go up to the computer, say "I just need to check my email reeeaaal quick" type for a second and then be 'done'. I wonder where he learned that?

One of my favorites is "Are you kidding me?" "You've got to be kidding me" It's better because it's usually not appropriate:
"What are you eating, mommy?"
"A Bagel"
"Are you kidding me?" (repeated several times)
"You've got to be kidding me"
Parker laughing out loud because clearly 'I'm kidding him'

On Halloween Parker didn't want to get any candy- or eat any treats. I asked him why... "Because the real Peter Pan doesn't get treats" It took some convincing to get him to go ahead and get candy in his pumpkin, even if Peter Pan never eats candy in the movie.

Parker loves learning about letters and letter sounds lately. But he never says monkey starts with 'm'... it's always backwards: "'m' starts with monkey, 'b' starts with balloon" etc.

He randomly blames things on his friends- thinking he can then do whatever he wants. He doesn't want to eat his dinner "Lincoln doesn't like to eat this- it's yucky"... (Holding a pen over his arm) "Asher colors on his skin"... "Sam Barry throws fits" He doesn't have any knowledge to lead him to say these things- but he thinks that if he tells me his friend Lincoln doesn't like his food, then it's okay for Parker not to eat it, etc. It doesn't work, but it is a creative tactic.

Sorry for the picture-less post. I just had to record some of the stuff my funny Parker has said.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

How to Unload Groceries

Lately, I love going grocery shopping with my munchkins. Please!! Don't think I'm crazy-- for a little while going to the grocery store weekly with a 1-year-old and a 2-year-old made me want to take a long nap afterwards.
What changed? Aria doesn't take morning naps anymore. So no more rushing out the door in the morning trying to get all the shopping done before time runs out and it's nap time. (naptime+shopping=no good)
No more going to the store after nap time when it's busier and then trying to get home before lunch time when the kids are hungry (hungry kids+shopping=no fun).
I just get ready in the morning, take the kids to the store and shop, and since I'm not on a timetable it's awesome. Most weeks lately both kids walk. (two kids+no getting antsy in the cart=awesome).
They're happier walking slowly around the store pointing at items on the shelf they think look interesting.
It takes forever, but I love letting them be independent. And they love it too!

Plus it is SSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOO dang cute to have Parker (and sometimes Aria) help get something from the shelf and dump it in the cart.

Anyway- the real trouble has been unloading groceries once I get home. If I put the kids inside the house, they either won't stay in, or if they stay inside they throw a fit because I keep leaving (to get more groceries from the car) If they're outside then I'm nervous every time I go in, even for a second- what if they run straight into the street? What if a psycho-kidnapper walks by at that very moment? Unlikely, I know, but I'm a mom- I'm supposed to stress about that!

Well, I finally found a solution:




Parker pretends to drive, and Aria just plays around in the front seat.
They're happy, they're safe, I get the groceries unloaded in no time. It's win-win-win
It seems so simple- but it makes such a difference.
Plus, look how cute they are 'driving' the car (another win!)