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15 years

At this exact moment, my oldest child is 15 years old. It’s hard to believe that for a full day before she was born I had contractions that I thought would tear me in half, paced the floor and prayed for the pain to stop. At 8:53am, when B. came into the world weighing 7 pounds and 6 ounces and was 20 inches long, I almost forgot about the pain (as cliche as that is) and couldn’t wait to hold her. I’ll never forget seeing her for the first time with her wrinkled little face and pink hospital hat on. She was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen with her dark eyes and tiny fingernails.

We stayed in the hospital for 5 days after she was born. B. and I had a high white blood cell count and she had to have antibiotics through an IV in her hand. I remember crying because I didn’t think I’d be able to nurse her, worrying that I’d hurt her when changing her clothes because she was so tiny, worrying that I’d not know what to do or what to teach her as she grew up.

Now she’s 5′ 8″ and is a beautiful young woman. She’ll be taking driver’s ed. this year and is thinking about which college she wants to attend after high school. She is smart, independent, has a strong sense of who she is and walks to the beat of her own drummer. I’m so glad she’s not one to follow the crowd and that she’s willing to stand up for what she believes in.

I guess we’ve learned together how to do this mom/daughter thing. We’ve even weathered that stage where she thought Oprah was a better mom to her than I could ever be because I made her do horrible things like take showers and clean up her room. I’m so thankful to be part of her life. She is truly a blessing and brings such joy to my days. I’m so proud of her and look forward to seeing who she will grow up to be.

Happy Birthday, sweet girl! I love you.

one year

Yesterday was the one year anniversary of my hysterectomy.  This past year I’ve felt so much better that the severe pain and complete misery for days on end are distant memories.   It was the perfect choice for me and I’m so glad I did it when it was suggested by my gynecologist.

my week

This past week felt like the longest week!  We had training at work on Monday afternoon and Tuesday morning.  It was off-site and really got my internal schedule mixed up, I think.  All day Wednesday I thought it was Thursday, so I got to have two Thursdays.  Lucky me. 🙂

I spent a lot of time with my sisters and their families this week.  Julie was here staying at Mom and Dad’s house, so Chrissie and I were able to see Julie and her family almost every day.   I’m so glad they were able to come up.  We had a great time seeing them and look forward to another visit soon.

What a great night last night was!  I helped a few people find their seats and had a nice evening supporting the arts in my small way.  No, I didn’t go to the John Mellencamp concert!  I’m talking about Seven Brides for Seven Brothers at the Civic Center.  The show did not get outstanding reviews in the local newspaper, but I thought it was wonderful.  I’m not a professional critic of musicals, but really, how many patrons are?  Throughout the performance, I heard laughing, sighs, gasps, and loads of clapping/cheering – at the appropriate times during the program, of course.  I lost count of how many people I heard saying how wonderful they thought the show was as they were leaving.

Saturday 9

Saturday 9: We Travel Well

1. What part of the world and country do you live in? United States, central Oklahoma.

2. What is the furthest from home that you have been, and where is it? I’ve been to Canada, Mexico, Florida and Washington. I’m not sure which is farther away since I’m right in the middle.

3. What travel destination have you enjoyed the most? Canada

4. What travel destination have you enjoyed the least?

5. Is there somewhere you’d like to visit but have not, and where is it? Several places, actually.  Right now Italy and Greece are at the top of my list.

6. Do you prefer traveling to see historic places or to hit the beach and relax? A mix of both historic and beach is perfect.

7. What popular vacation destination have you never considered because you think you’d not like it? Hilton Head

8. Where do you travel to most recently? Canada

9. Do you like day trip “mini-vacations”? Yes, but don’t do mini-vacations often.

a hard lesson learned

My youngest daughter learned a valuable lesson today.  She learned that it’s not always ok to say everything you think and feel whenever you think and feel it.  Especially not on myspace.  Sometimes it’s best to keep things to yourself or to let it sit for a while and gain perspective before putting it out there for the world to see.  I’m all for saying how you feel and for standing up for what you believe in, but as we all have learned (by trial and error), there’s a time and a place for everything.

J. has learned that feelings are not right or wrong, they just are.  How we act upon those feelings is a big part of what makes us who we are.  None of us are islands and what we say and do effects others.  Words can hurt and cause misunderstandings.  Words can be taken personally when that was not the intent.  They are a powerful tool and must should be used wisely.

I am sad that feelings were hurt and that others read her words before she realized she needed to remove them. Knowing that those feelings belonged to people that I love was awful.

I feel badly for my daughter.  Seeing her cry as she realized the impact her words had on others broke my heart.  Seeing her cry because of hurting words written by others made my heart ache even more.  At the same time, I’m glad she’s learning this now at age 12 and not later on in life.  Maybe this lesson will help her grow, become more sensitive and realize that she has an impact on others, whether she realizes it or not.


Today is my niece Megan’s birthday. She would have been 22 years old this year.


I think this is one of my all time favorite photos of J. – she’s wearing the black shirt. She’s posing with my 13 yr old niece. They were trying on hats and modeling at the quick shop where we always stop when driving on the turnpike late last Friday night coming back home from Broken Bow, my hometown.