Sunday, May 31, 2015

Jake's Birthday + California

This week was SUCH a busy one, but it was also incredibly wonderful!

On Monday since it was Memorial Day I had no classes, so I stayed home and worked on homework, packed for my trip, and did some organizing for our move in two weeks. While Jake was at work I made him a birthday cake and started dinner in the crockpot, ran some errands, and then came home to start setting up for his "surprise party".

When Jake got home from work and was in the shower, I finished setting up the living room. I hung a "Happy Birthday" banner on the wall, got out our folding table and chairs, and covered it with a tablecloth and got his birthday presents out. When he came out of the bathroom I shouted "surprise!" and blew a party horn I had bought, and Jake nearly jumped out of his skin! It was too funny. We enjoyed our Crockpot Pesto Ravioli (the recipe is on my Kitchen Adventures tab) and then had a cherry chocolate cake and vanilla ice cream for dessert.

Tuesday was Jake's birthday, so I woke up early and went to the donut shop to get him a maple bar for his birthday breakfast. Anyone that knows me well knows how much I despise donuts, and how I usually try to avoid donut shops. So this was kind of a big deal! Jake was very happy with his yummy breakfast, so it was worth the trip.

I went to my classes and then came home to finish packing for my trip to California, and then Jake took me over to the pick-up location for the Salt Lake Express. I rode the bus for several hours, just listening to my iPod and reading for one of my classes. We were just passing into Utah when we drove by another Salt Lake Express broken down on the side of the road, and pulled up to help. Their bus had completely shut down and there was a busload of people needing to get somewhere, so our driver took them onto our nearly empty bus. It was a group of foreigners going to some convention, and they spoke absolutely NO English. A translator with a microphone was yelling at them for the next TWO HOURS of our trip, until we got to the Salt Lake Airport. He was so loud that even with my headphones in and the volume turned up all the way I could still hear him! That was the longest two hours of my life. Ugh.

My mom's cousin Elaine picked me up at the airport around 10 pm and I stayed the night with her, and then came back to the airport Wednesday morning. I flew from Salt Lake to  Las Vegas to Burbank, and when I got off the plane Carly's parents were waiting for me at the baggage claim area. We got my luggage into their car and then headed over to Carly's terminal to wait for her to land! All day Tuesday and Wednesday I had been praying that my flights would be on time, since I was scheduled to arrive just 40 minutes before Carly did. So if either of my flights got delayed, I could miss her arrival! My prayers definitely worked, since I wasn't on time--I was 20 minutes early to Burbank! It was such a relief to get there in time.


We waited for what felt like years, and then finally we were told that Carly's plane had landed! Passengers started getting off, and then finally Carly was there!! She walked through the gate and I ran up and we hugged each other and cried (of course).










I hadn't seen Carly since September of 2013, right before I left for my first semester up here in Idaho. 21 months. I am so incredibly proud of how hard Carly worked as a missionary! She has changed so many lives, and gained such a strong testimony of the gospel.


We went to In n Out for lunch after leaving the airport, and then back to Carly's house to meet up with her grandparents and open presents. Carly LOVED the embroidery I made her, which made me happy since I had worked on it so hard!


On Thursday, Carly and I went with her mom to the Los Angeles temple and did a session. It was so special to be able to go to the temple with Carly, since I hadn't taken out my endowments before she left for her mission, and she was gone when I was preparing to take mine out. So we FINALLY were able to do a session together! After the temple we went to the Glendale Galleria and Americana for some shopping, lunch at the Cheesecake Factory, and just laughing and having fun together.


On Friday we went to Disney California Adventure since Carly's mom had won tickets for us!
Neither of us had been in about 3 years, so it was super fun to go see all the new stuff that had been added since we last went and just explore. Cars Land was one of the new things we hadn't seen yet, and it was AMAZING! You felt like you were really inside the movie.

Saturday I went over and watched Frozen with Carly; her first "real" movie after coming home, and then I had to head home to finish packing and get on my flight back to Salt Lake City. It wasn't as hard to say goodbye as I thought it would be; it didn't really feel like I was leaving, so that made it easier. And we have texting and FaceTime now so the distance won't be as difficult as it was when she was serving her mission.






When I landed in Salt Lake, Jake was waiting for
me. I was SO HAPPY to see my husband again! I missed him so so much, and just hugging him again made me feel 10 times better and like everything was ok again. We went to Ross and Ulta, and then over to Temple Square to meet up with my girls Kasey and Kenzie! It was so fun finally getting to meet them!

















After Temple Square we went to Target, and then over to Jake's Uncle David's house to spend the night.

We were up (sort of) early on Sunday morning to get back to Rexburg, and it feels so good to be back home. I can't wait to sleep in my own bed tonight; something I always take for granted and miss SO MUCH when I'm gone!

Monday, May 25, 2015

A Crazy Week

This past week was a busy one filled with planning out our packing strategy for moving in a few weeks, finishing up paperwork, lots and lots of homework, and preparing for my trip to California this upcoming week, since my best friend Carly gets home from her mission! I am SO excited to see her again.

On Friday Jake and I saw Pitch Perfect 2 as an early birthday present for him, and it was awesome! Usually sequels make me nervous, but this one was definitely just as hilarious as the first.

On Sunday Jake was released from his calling as the financial clerk of our ward! He turned in his building keys and helped to train the new clerk, and he is now officially done with that calling. It was an awesome opportunity for both Jake and I to receive blessings for the work Jake did, but we're both ridiculously happy that he gets to come home right after church now and we'll have more time together on Sundays, our one day of the week where we get to relax together.

This Week's Spiritual Thought


This past week Jake and I finished reading The Book of Mormon for the first time together! The first of many times we'll read scriptures together, I'm sure. Everytime I read this book it strengthens my testimony of how true I know this church is; that it's Christ's true gospel. I'm so thankful for all the things this gospel has blessed me with, including my own eternal marriage.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

A Long Week

This week was a pretty nice one for Jake and I. Jake worked a lot as usual, and I had my hands full with school assignments and classes. Once Jake gets home from work he launches straight into homework for his two online classes, and I'm usually still working on mine, so the evening hours in our little apartment are pretty quiet. However, we still make time to actually be with each other. We read our scriptures together, of course, and we've also started reading "regular" books together. Right now we're reading Paper Towns by John Green, and LOVING it! We take turns reading a chapter or two aloud to each other when we're cuddled up on the couch or right before we fall asleep, and it's just a really relaxing way for us to enjoy each others' company.

On Wednesday I taught my first solo lesson at the middle school! I was assigned to teach about Abraham Lincoln’s assassination, and I spent a lot of time the weekend before I taught brainstorming and trying to think of an awesome lesson idea. Finally, an idea hit me and I ran with it! The kids got to play “detectives” by looking around their classroom for clues (puzzle pieces) to put together the who, what, when, and why of the assassination. Once the clues were found, they were to copy the information onto their detective note sheets, and be prepared to teach each other. For this portion of the lesson, I used a method recommended by one of my TA’s for my ED361 class called the Jigsaw Method. One kid from each previous group (who, what, where, when, and why) was put into a new group. This meant that no one else knew the piece of what happened to Lincoln, so they were all relying on each other to teach the other pieces of the puzzle. This was a great way for the kids to practice sharing what they've learned, and for me to see if they actually absorbed the information from the clues! 

The lesson was a little rough the first time through, as they always are, but the feedback my teacher gave me was all positive and she was pleased overall with what I'd done. The second time around went MUCH better, and everyone was happy! I'm so proud of myself for accomplishing my first solo lesson without too many bumps in the road, and that the kids were actually able to learn something from me.

On Friday, a massive storm hit Rexburg. Starting around five, right after I picked Jake up from work, the sky just opened up and we got a TON of rain! We needed to go grocery shopping, so we waited a few hours hoping that it would die down enough for us to venture outside...which it did, but not by much. Trying to get all our groceries to the car while holding an umbrella, pushing a grocery cart, and trying to dig keys out of Jake's pocket was a pretty intense adventure!

Saturday Jake worked from 9-5, so it was a pretty long day for both of us. My hours were filled with homework: outlining a paper for one class, reading and analyzing articles for another, and reading two books for two other classes, along with working on a research paper. I took small breaks between assignments to watch some TV or look at Pinterest, so my brain wouldn't completely melt.

That evening, we went to an Academy of
Comedy performance on campus. It was an improv comedy show put on by a group from the university, and it was surprisingly funny! It was only $1 so it was definitely worth the price!

We have church at 8:30 am, and usually get up between 7 and 7:30. This morning, however, we slept through three alarms...so we didn't wake up until almost 10:00! We both just had to laugh about it, because our week had been so long that we needed a lot of extra sleep apparently!

This Week's Spiritual Thought


This week in my education class, we were talking a lot about how the power of giving choices to our students when they act inappropriately. Instead of saying "sit down and shut up!" we can approach them and say "do you think you can handle yourself where you are, or do you need to move to another seat?". We discussed the idea for a while, and one of my classmates made the comment that agency is an eternal and extremely powerful principle. I really liked that, and it made me think about how when I teach, I'm going to be teaching other children of God. So, I should treat them like they are precious and important to God's Plan.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

April Scrapbooking Pages









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Tuesday, May 12, 2015

We're Moving!


We've got some exciting news! After being very unimpressed with our current housing since last Thanksgiving/early December, Jake and I are finally moving! Our contract at Cambridge Court ends in June, and we didn't renew because we found a new place to live. It's directly across the street from our current complex, but there are SO many benefits to this place it's insane. The rent is significantly less, we'll have 50-60 more square feet, a balcony outside (which means I can have a little garden!), free laundry, and the possibility of having a pet if we pay a pet deposit. There are virtually no downsides to us moving since we really don't own a TON of stuff and there's only two of us, so we jumped at the chance for a better home. 

Since it's right across the street, once Moving Day arrives (June 12th) we don't even need to rent a moving truck! Jake has some friends that have regular pick-up trucks that we could borrow to move things like the bed, dresser, and entertainment center, but other than that we'll just fill up our car and make a few trips across the street to get everything over. Neither of us planned on moving until we were done with school and were leaving Rexburg, but things change (what a surprise) and we wanted to take this opportunity at making our lives a bit less stressful and frustrating.

We're excited for this next adventure!!

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Chicken Wing

This week was extremely eventful, which was kind of a nice change after being bored for so many months on end before the semester started again. Busy isn't always bad!


On Wednesday, I got to participate in a day at Shumway Academy here in the Rexburg area for my ED361 class. At the very beginning of the semester each of us signed up for a day, and my day was this past Wednesday. Shumway Academy is a school that teaches a lot of lessons outdoors, and the kids learn about things in nature. The lesson I was assigned was about bears and hibernation, and I was REALLY nervous to teach! Long story short things didn't go as I expected they would--I taught 5-14 year olds instead of just the 1st-3rd graders like I'd been expecting, and I honestly hardly taught at all. My partner and I were paired with one of the lead teachers, and he took over almost everything. So while it wasn't much teaching experience, it was still neat to see how the school worked and be outside for a change.

Then, on Friday, my partner Haden and I taught our first lesson in our classrooms at the middle school here in Rexburg. At the beginning of the semester we were told that we probably wouldn't be working in a classroom that taught the same subject as our major, which freaked me out. I was so worried I'd have to teach about math or science! However, I lucked out and all the teachers we work with teach 5th grade Social Studies. So while it's definitely not the age group or subject I'm planning on teaching, at least I'm not having to teach a subject that I hate!

The lesson Haden and I were assigned for Friday was about Fort Sumter, and we had lots of activities and discussions planned for the kids to help make things less boring. We taught our lesson twice: once being observed by one of the teacher assistants in our ED361 class, and then we received feedback. Then we would teach again, hopefully implementing the tips we'd received. Our first time through the lesson was a bit rough, and it was especially hard trying to get the attention of all the kids. There were about 25 of them, and when there are 10-15 kids all yelling and talking and jumping around at once, it can get pretty...exciting haha. So one of the things both my partner and I wanted to work on for our second time around was being more authoritative, and trying things out with the kids in terms of getting them to listen better or more quickly.

When we taught a second time, our class was slightly smaller and they had just had a talk the day before about respecting others with their "main" teacher, Mrs. Pixton, so they were a bit more well-behaved. However, they still got a bit out of hand a few times. Near the beginning of that period I decided to try something really random to get the kids' attention and see if it worked. When they started getting restless and acting out, I'd say "Alright, guys! Are we ready? Show me your chicken wing if you're ready! Chicken wing if you're ready, guys!" Along with yelling this, I took one of my arms and made a chicken wing against my body. And you know what? IT TOTALLY WORKED! It worked BEAUTIFULLY! First of all, they thought it was hysterical. Secondly this was an awesome way to get their attention because if they weren't looking at me, hearing the words "show me your chicken wing" would be a really confusing statement, and hard to copy. So they had to look at me to mimic the action I was making! I'm brilliant! I used it the rest of the class period and it still worked really well, so I'm definitely going to be adding it to my list of things to use. I'm not sure how well it would work on high school kids...but hey, you never know!

Today, Sunday, Jake and I gave talks in sacrament meeting about motherhood, and Heavenly Father's definition of motherhood. People seemed to like what we had to say, and it went pretty well overall!

I'll add our talks below, if you'd like to read them.

Jessica's Talk:

I've been asked to speak about Heavenly Father’s definition of motherhood. I think it’s important to focus on the fact that this is Heavenly Father’s definition of motherhood, not the world’s. The world’s definition of motherhood is very black and white—you're either a mother with biological or legally adopted children, or you're not a mother. Heavenly Father doesn't see motherhood that way.

In the talk “Are We Not All Mothers?” given by Sister Sheri Dew, she says: “in the Lord’s language the word mother has layers of meaning. Of all the words or titles they could have chosen to define her role and her essence, both God the Father and Adam called Eve ‘the mother of all living.’ And they did so before she even bore a child. The Lord does nothing with a short-range view. Everything He does is for forever. Thus, like Eve, our motherhood began before we were born.”

Every time I have heard this concept, I think of my best friend. Over the years of our friendship, she started jokingly calling me “Momma” because of the way I treated her: I was constantly reminding her to bring a jacket when we’d go out, to eat a snack before leaving the house, or to do her homework. I remember the summer before I left for my first semester here at BYU-Idaho as a 21-year-old transfer student, I taught my best friend how to do laundry and how to cook for herself. She is currently finishing up the last month of her mission in San Antonio, Texas, and every letter I have received from her over the past 18 months has started with “Dear Momma.” What started out as a joke between two friends was quickly realized as the truth.

In her talk, Sister Dew continues: “Motherhood is more than bearing children…it is the essence of who we are as women. Motherhood defines our very identity, our divine status and nature, and the unique traits, talents, and tendencies with which our Father endowed us…Motherhood is not what was left over after our Father blessed His sons with the privilege of priesthood ordination. It was the most ennobling endowment He could give His daughters, a sacred trust that gave woman an unparalleled role in helping His children keep their second estate.”

When reading that last portion, one of the words that really stuck out to me was “unparalleled.” Being an English major and lover of words, I decided to look up the complete definition. Unparalleled means “having no parallel or equal; exceptional.” Going back to the quote from Sister Dew, this means that we as women have an exceptional role in helping God’s children keep their second estate, or to succeed during our mortal lives here on earth.

Sheri Dew continues: “As daughters of our Heavenly Father, and as daughters of Eve…we each have the responsibility and the privilege to love and to help lead the rising generation…one of the single most significant responsibilities for a latter-day woman of God—regardless of her personal circumstances—is to help love and lead the younger generation.”

The phrase “regardless of her personal circumstances” here was kind of a wake-up call, in my opinion, for all those like me who don’t have children yet, or even for those who have raised their children already and are enjoying a home that’s probably a lot quieter than what it used to be. Regardless of our personal circumstances; whether or not we have children in the home currently, don't have any yet, or have raised some already, it is our duty to help the next generation be successful. We don't get to kick back and say “well, it’s not my turn yet” or “I've already done my fair share of mothering, now I get to relax!”.

Our time to be mothers is never on pause or over. We are called to be mothers our entire lives, whether that’s through raising our own children, or helping the youth of our ward. Motherhood even applies to the women who haven’t married yet, let alone had their own children—it’s also their duty to help the youth around them, or to reach out to those older than them who need support.

Motherhood is not just sitting up late at night with a fussy baby, or changing diapers, or reading “Goodnight, Moon” over and over and over and over, although those are extremely important parts of being a mother. Motherhood is reaching out to those in need, sometimes before they even have a chance to ask for help. Motherhood is working to be the answer to someone else’s prayer for assistance, encouragement, or comfort.

One of the closing remarks from Sister Dew’s talk is: “As mothers in Israel, we are the Lord’s secret weapon.” I testify that this is true; that we as mothers are a vital part of God’s plan for us to all return to Him one day. CLOSE

Jake's Talk:

What is a mother?

A mother is someone who loves you
Who cares for you in every way
She sits down and listens
To what you have to say

She always thinks you’re beautiful
Never puts you down
She always has a smile
To wipe away your frown

A mother is someone who believes in you
Always pushes you to go far
Tells you to believe in yourself
No matter who you are

A mother is like an angel
Although without the wings
She tells you to enjoy
Life's smallest and simplest things

I really love my mother
She means so much to me
Mommy I really love you
And that's how it will always be.


According to urban dictionary, mother is defined as “the woman who loves you unconditionally from birth, the one who puts her kids before herself and the one who you can always count on above everyone else. A mother is someone you tell your problems to and it makes you feel better because moms always know how to make it all go away.

Rachel Wheatley – “A mother is a loving, caring woman who is more than willing to give up her dreams to have a family. Someone who puts her children and husband first and never looks back with regret.”

Savanna Butler – “A mother to me is someone who gives everything to receive nothing and yet is infinitely blessed because of it.”

Kiana DeBerry – “I believe a mother is someone who gives up everything she has to support and make others happy. Someone who is willing to sacrifice anything to help keep a family together and strong. They are all full of love and patience. They are the peacemakers to life.”

Rebecca Miller – “A mother is someone who is nurturing and caring, selfless, sacrifices a lot, takes care of others needs before her own.”

A mother is selfless!

Adam called his wife’s name Eve, because she was the mother of all living (Moses 4:26)

1st Commandment given to Adam and Eve = multiply and replenish the earth. (Pertained to their potential for parenthood)

The family is ordained of God. Marriage between man and woman is essential to His eternal plan. Children are entitled to birth within the bonds of matrimony, and to be reared by a father and a mother who honor marital vows with complete fidelity. Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Successful marriages and families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome recreational activities. By divine design, fathers are to preside over their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their families. Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children. In these sacred responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one another as equal partners.

Faith – Alma 56:47-48

Work – (including obedience) Alma 57:19-21 (Stripling Warriors)

Prayer – Elder Quentin L. Cook said, “When I was nearly five years old, my mother received word that her younger brother had been killed when the battleship on which he was serving was bombed off the coast of Japan near the end of World War II. This news was devastating to her. She was very emotional and went into the bedroom. After a while I peeked into the room to see if she was OK. She was kneeling by the bed in prayer. A great peace came over me because she had taught me to pray and love the Savior. This was typical of the example she always set for me.”
-         Abraham Lincoln once said, “I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.”
-         Robert Brault said, “If you have a mom, there is nowhere you are likely to go where a prayer has not already been.”

Repentance – To prepare us for baptism. When we learn repentance, we are moving away from sin and turning toward our Heavenly Father more fully.

Forgiveness – Taught by mothers. Forgiveness helps us to gain a new faith. It helps us to learn and grow. When we forgive others we feel peace and the work of God in our life.

Respect – Honor thy father and mother (Mosiah 13:20)

Love – Elder Robert D. Hales said, “I remember as a young man asking permission to play baseball through dinnertime. ‘Just put my meal in the oven,’ I said to my mother. She responded, ‘Robert, I really want you to take a break, come home, be with your family for dinner, and then you can go out and play baseball until dark.’ She taught all of us that where family meals are concerned, it’s not the food but the family interaction that nourishes the soul. My mother taught that the greatest love we give is within our homes.”
-         Karl Lagerfeld also said, “The only love that I really believe in is a mother’s love for her children.”

Compassion – is the response to the suffering of others that motivates a desire to help. It comes from Latin and means “to suffer with”. Mothers can have the ability to feel what their children are feeling.

Mothers teach us wrong from right. Truth from lies. Left from right. Baking soda from baking powder. She slept little and worried much. Taught us to love God. To love others. To love ourselves. Taught how to help others. Prayed with us and prayed for us. Read to us and taught us what the scriptures meant. Was the cheerleader and our biggest fan. The queen of all.

A poem by Katherine Nelson Davis reads:

"What is a Mother?"
A mother is someone to shelter and guide us,
To love us, whatever we do,
With a warm understanding and infinite patience,
And wonderful gentleness, too.

How often a mother means swift reassurance
In soothing our small, childish fears,
How tenderly mothers watch over their children
And treasure them all through the years.

The hearth of a mother is full of forgiveness
For any mistake, big or small,
And generous always in helping her family
Whose needs she has placed above all.

A mother can utter a word of compassion
And make all our cares fall away,
She can brighten a home with the sound of her laughter
And make life delightful and gay.

A mother possesses incredible wisdom
And wonderful insight and skill-
In each human heart is that one special corner
which only a mother can fill!

“No man is poor who has a Godly mother.” – Abraham Lincoln

I often go walking in meadows of clover
And I gather armfuls of blossoms of blue.
I gather the blossoms the whole meadow over;
Dear mother, all flowers remind me of you.

O mother, I give you my love with each flower
To give forth sweet fragrance a whole lifetime through;
For if I love blossoms and meadows and walking,

I learn how to love them, dear mother, from you.


Happy Mother's Day to our amazing moms!


Saturday, May 9, 2015

February + March Scrapbooking Pages

February








March






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Friday, May 8, 2015

January Scrapbooking Pages

With some of my birthday money, I FINALLY got photos developed!! I haven't ordered photos since the very beginning of the year, so this is probably the longest I have ever gone without putting photos into a scrapbook. I've been creating my layouts as I took pictures and labeling which photos I wanted to put where, so now that I have my photos I can actually create a finished product! Here are the layouts I have for January:





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Sunday, May 3, 2015

I'm 23!

This week was another busy one, but that's no surprise. On Tuesday I woke up feeling REALLY dizzy and my right ear was almost completely plugged up; I could hardly hear out of it. I knew I needed to go to my classes, though, so I pushed myself to get ready and get to campus. I was ok for most of the day, even though my hearing was really off and I had trouble walking fast because of my balance issues. The only scary part of the day was when I was going down the stairs in one of the buildings on campus, and almost fell down them because I had a dizzy spell. Thankfully I didn't fall!

Friday was the first day we got to go into our classrooms with our assigned teachers at the middle school and actually meet some of the students. We'll be working with two of the 5th grade classes, since they rotate like at a high school. When we first got to the school we went to an assembly about Abraham Lincoln. A man who travels around the United States performing speeches as Lincoln was in Rexburg to do an event at BYU-I, and one of the 5th grade teachers we're working with convinced him to come to the middle school and perform the Gettysburg Address for the entire 5th grade, answer questions, and all that jazz. My partner Haden and I are teaching next Friday about Fort Sumter and since neither of us are history majors, we've been really struggling trying to get enough information to be able to teach the kids. So after the performance, we hurried over to talk to "Mr. Lincoln" and get some information from him, and it was so helpful! I'm definitely feeling more confident about our lesson. We went back to our classroom to meet with our fellow teachers in training and have a bit of a discussion, before we went over to the 5th grade classroom we'd been assigned to. We only got to meet one of the periods since the first group was at the assembly, but it was so fun! We were told to bring something called a "What's In the Bag?" for our classroom. You bring a brown paper bag with a small item inside, and tell a story about that item and somehow give an inspiring message to tie in to your story. I brought a plastic Easter egg and told this story:

On the morning of Mother's Day, when I was about 9-10, I woke up really early and decided that I wanted to make my mom breakfast. For some reason I thought that EVERYTHING you made, in terms of food, was made in the microwave. So when I decided I'd make her scrambled eggs, what did I do? I put a raw egg, shell and all, into the microwave for about 2 minutes. The egg EXPLODED! There was goop and nasty shell pieces everywhere inside the microwave, and the sound had been so loud that it woke my mom up. She came out and saw the mess in the microwave, and just stared. I started crying because I felt so terrible, and didn't know what to do. My mom, instead of yelling at me, said "Thank you for trying to make me breakfast. I'll clean this up." And she never brought it up again, or yelled at me, or anything. And sometimes at school, we're going to make mistakes. Hopefully we won't put an egg in the microwave, cuz that's not a good idea, but we might do stuff that's not really a good idea or a smart decision. And we need to remember to help each other fix our mistakes, and not tease each other about them.

The kids really loved the story, especially since I asked them questions about what they thought was gonna happen, how my mom reacted when she saw the mess, etc. It went pretty well, even though I was really nervous! At the end of the day, when we were back with our ED361 class, everyone found out that tomorrow is my birthday...and decided to sing to me. Anyone that knows me well knows that I HATE being sung to in a group setting; if it's one person doing it that's fine, but a huge group of people? No, thank you! So I sat there and smiled and felt super awkward, and it felt like the longest rendition of "Happy Birthday" I'd ever heard. But I survived!

When I got home from school that day, Jake had gotten off early and was waiting at home for me. He took the car and said he had to go run a few errands, and was gone for about an hour. When he came home he made me hide in the bathroom so he could get some stuff inside, and then had me come out to see. Sitting on the couch was some chocolate, flowers, brownies, and some cream soda. It was the day before my birthday and he was already spoiling me, that dork! He was just too excited to wait to celebrate. That evening we had pizza for dinner, which was a nice treat too.

Saturday was my birthday! I'm a whopping 23 years old. Jake had me open my presents, which were some chocolate, clay face mask stuff that I love, and some scrapbooking paper. Then he gave me a folder filled with letters that some of my little ones in Twitterstake had written to me, which was SO sweet. He'd talked to several of my Twitter kids and asked them to send him letters, and collected them to give to me. I'd been wondering why Jake had been getting so many handwritten letters in the mail, but I didn't think much of it, so it was a fun surprise!


After presents, we went to see the new Avengers movie and it was SO AWESOME!! Jake and I both
loved it, and it was fun getting to see a movie in the "normal" movie theater, as opposed to the cheaper and not as nice theater out here. The last movie we saw in a regular theater was Captain America 2...so it's definitely been a while! After the movie, we came home for a while and then headed over to the local park for my last birthday surprise. We waited for a while until a car pulled up, and Jake went over to sign some paperwork...and then we were handed a HUSKY PUPPY!! There's a new company out here called Pups4Play, where you can rent a puppy for an hour or two for a pretty reasonable price. I've been wanting to try it for ages, but it just hasn't been doable. Our puppy's name was Royce, and he was a lot of fun to play with! It was definitely a great birthday present.

That evening we had cheesecake and Jake sang to me. The cheesecake was SO GOOD; Jake said it tasted like Cheesecake Factory! So we are probably never buying cheesecake again, since this recipe was also super easy to make, and amazingly yummy!

This Week's Spiritual Thought


Today in Sunday School we read John 7:5, which says "For neither did his brethren believe in him." I assumed that the brethren referred to in that verse was the apostles, but apparently it's talking about Jesus' literal brothers; other children born to Mary and Joseph. Learning that kind of blew my mind, since I had never heard people talk about Jesus having earthly siblings before!! I definitely learned something new this week!

Saturday, May 2, 2015

My Birth Story

I was born May 2nd 1992 at 4:10 am in the West Hills Hospital. I asked my mom for the story of my birth, from her perspective, since I'd never heard the whole thing and wanted a chance to record it somewhere for the future.

In my mom's words, here's how it all began:

Everybody at my work (a very small company) was so excited about my pregnancy. There were 2 of us pregnant at the same time, and due 3-4 weeks apart. The other girl carried her pregnancy like she had a basketball in her belly, and I looked more like a football. My coworker knew she was having a boy, but your dad and I wanted it to be a surprise, so we had no idea what gender you were. So everyone at work was saying “well you must be having a girl cuz you’re carrying a different way” and that  heartbeat trick--they say if a baby’s heartbeat is 120-140 it's a boy and any higher means
it's  a girl. Maime kept saying “Well you know, I don't know, it’s pretty close to that border there.” 

My mom says that every year the last week of April, there's a heatwave in the area of Southern California where we live. The year I was born was no different! I was due on April 26th, but I decided to wait a little longer apparently. My mom says that she felt like she was dying that last week before I was born, since it was so hot and she was so pregnant!

The doctor did an ultrasound on May 1st and the amniotic fluid was getting low, so he didn't want to wait much longer for you to be born since that’s dangerous. The doctor said “well let’s give it another week based on your due date” and I said “but my due date is April 26th…” He said “What?! Wait a second...” after consulting the charts and talking to some nurses, it turns out someone wrote the wrong due date on the chart; they wrote a much later date. He was going to make me wait REALLY long to have you—probably until after Mother’s Day. And there's NO WAY I was letting that happen!

The doctor said “I will meet you in an hour over at hospital.” He gave me something that was supposed to help get things going, but not induce labor. He said to rest for four hours and if the baby doesn't happen on Saturday, to go over to the hospital again on Sunday and they'd induce labor. I was given the medication at 3 pm and by 5 pm I was in labor, which was NOT supposed to happen, so the nurses were very confused when they came to check on me and saw that. The doctor was even more confused!

West Hills Hospital was remodeling their maternity ward (of course). Most births happen in a room in the maternity ward but since the hospital was remodeling, they had me in a surgery room. Which let me tell you, was NOT very cozy. It was very scary because I had no control of anything. Dad and I are trying to relax while I'm in labor, and watching LA burn with the Rodney King verdict riots, so it was pretty much impossible. That’s all there was on TV; didn't have all the different channels like we do now. And then there was a curfew so one of the other doctors actually delivered you; no one was supposed to be out past a  certain time and my doctor had gone home before curfew and couldn't come back out.

Your poor dad, Nana and Papa, and Maime had to stand or sit in a folding chair for HOURS. Nana and Papa ended up going home before you were born. Daddy had very sore feet. 

After HOURS of labor, I was exhausted. I hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast, because we planned on going to lunch after the ultrasound that afternoon but hadn't had a chance. I wasn't even thahungry, but I was tired. 

My mom said: "This first photo looks like someone
beat you up. Being born is hard work!"
It says on your birth certificate you were born at 4:15, but Daddy says you were born at 4:10; he was checking the clock. They marked it at 4:15 because when you were first born, you didn't cry. You had swallowed so much amniotic fluid that your lungs were full, and they had to suction the fluid out before you started screaming!

"This one is from when they held you up for grandparents to
see. Maime said you looked just like Nana."
My mom and I. I wonder who was more tired from all that
work--me, or her!
Me with my Nana and my Papa
My mom says I was a good baby; the easiest baby of all (haha Sarah, William and Alex, I beat you!) I did everything the best; very easy baby. Which is funny because you’d think that it would get easier for a mom as more kids came along, but no. I attribute some of that to fact you slept on your tummy; there was no SIDS study yet. You were a tummy baby and slept beautifully. (To this day, the second I roll onto my stomach I’m out like a light…but if I try sleeping on my back or side, it takes me HOURS to fall asleep.)

My Uncle Eric and I
My dad and I when I was about 2 months old.
This was also apparently my first trip to In N Out!