Monday, November 16, 2015

Charlotte is 8

My favorite food: Spaghetti
Foods that I would rather avoid: Tomatoes
My favorite things to learn: Math
My favorite color is: Yellow
My best friends are: Avynn, Cierra, and Riley. Oh, and Madison. 
Favorite games to play are: Tag
My favorite books: Bean and Ivy
My favorite movie or TV show: Harry Potter 
Things I do well: Math
Things I need more practice at: I can't think of anything. 
My favorite place to go: To the park. 
My favorite family activity: Family night
My favorite thing about home: I get to sit around doing nothing. 
My favorite thing to do outside: Play on the trampoline. 
My favorite song: Uptown Funk
When I grow up, I want to be: A teacher
A place I want to visit: Hawaii
My favorite thing about last year: Thanksgiving last year. 
Why was that your favorite? We got to go to Grandma's house for Thanksgiving. 
Something sad that happened last year: I don't know. 
When I get up in the morning, I like to: Stretch
My favorite part of each day: Writing
My favorite drink: Orange juice
Something new I would like to learn this year: My times facts. 

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Cantaloupe swishers

This girl cracks me up almost every day. She is so full of energy and is definitely the crazy one of the bunch. She is so very social and introduces herself to strangers all the time. She also has some words that she says wrong but they are just too cute for me to correct. She calls antelope "cantaloupe" and when Nora gets tired Emmy will say that Nora is "scrubbing" her eyes. Tonight as we were driving home she told me to "do the swisher again, mom." It took me a minute to figure out that "swisher" meant windshield wiper. 

Thursday, September 10, 2015


Nora enjoyed her first ever cookie during family home evening tonight. She approves. 

Monday, August 31, 2015

Standing tall

Look what this little one learned how to do. She's growing up way too fast. She had her 6 month old shots yesterday and weighed in at 13 pounds 15 ounces. This girl LOVES to eat. When you sit her in her high chair she shrieks until you put something in her mouth. Tonight she had avocado and rice cakes.

Back to school

Charlotte started 2nd grade and Addie started 4th grade. They're wearing dresses that they bought on their weekend trip to visit Grandma. Of course, Emmy had to get in on the picture also. 

Day 2, they rode their bikes to school. 

Friday, July 24, 2015

Emmy says...

Last night we took Addie down to Cheyenne so grandpa could pick her up for the weekend. Emmy was asleep for most of the 2 hour ride. When we got to our destination, Sean asked her, "Emmy, did you have a good nap?"

Emmy replied, "I didn't take a nap, I was blinking!" 


This little munchkin can now sit up and crawl.

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

6 months

Today Nora is 6 months old. The older girls celebrated by building her a house. 

Monday, July 6, 2015


The girls have been playing so nicely today and I love it! They do have their times where they squabble (mostly between Addie and Charlotte), but for the most part they get along. But then there are times like these when they all play together, and cooperate, and are just dang cute. 
Sean let me sleep in this morning, and when I woke up I came upstairs to find Addie giving the other 3 a sled ride through the kitchen. 
Later in the morning try made a fort out of the couch. 
Yep, that's Nora in a baby car seat. 

Monday, June 22, 2015


Tonight at dinner, Emmy announced that she is going to call Nora "June."  Addie and Charlotte decided it would be better to call her "January" since she was born in that month. I've been trying to come up with a nickname for this little one and I'm hoping that this sticks because I think it's cute. Maybe Junebug? 

I have toes!

This little one has discovered her toes; and she likes them almost as much as I like them. 

The Best Part Of Me

Adeline wrote this at the beginning of 3rd grade. It says:

My favorite part of me is my smile. One reason I like my smile is because it is gorgeous. Something else I like about it is that it is vast. This is all about my favorite part of me. 

Knees and toes

Nora got up on her hands and knees today. She's been rolling and scooting everywhere recently, but its not going to be too much longer before she's completely mobile. Guess we need to break out the baby gates.
Of course, just like Emmy, I'm having a hard time catching it on camera. She also loves her toes. Diaper changes are getting to be an adventure because she's either rolling over or eating her toes. 

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Lazy Saturday

I love walking into a room and finding a scene like this. 

Saturday, May 9, 2015

4 months old

Today I left Nora on her back while I ran and put some laundry in the dryer. When I came back she had rolled onto her tummy.

It's amazing how quickly she is learning and growing. She is quickly learning to control her hands; she was trying to grab buttons off Sean's shirt yesterday. She loves to play in her walker and enjoys sitting at the table with us at dinner. She gives big giant smiles to anyone who talks to her and she has started laughing sometimes when you tickle her.  She will also arch her back when you go to pick her up so it is easier to scoop your hands under her.  We're so lucky to have this little one in our lives.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Spelling words

I'm not sure why this made me chuckle, but it did. Charlotte was practicing her spelling words by writing them in sentences. Some of her words this week were: house, early, learn, science, and through. 

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

3 months

Nora is 3 months old today. I can't believe she's already 25% of the way to a year. Time is going way too fast. She is such a sweet baby.

Yesterday I had a patient tell me how lucky I am because he always wanted 6 girls. I'd have to say that I agree with him, I am pretty lucky, these 4 girls I have are amazing.

Monday, April 6, 2015

Happy Easter!

We went to Montana for Easter this year. The girls had mustaches in their baskets. Emmy said that hers was too itchy, so we put it on Nora instead. 

And the little one said "roll over"

Guess who just rolled over for the first time? This little one. We're driving home from Montana and stopped in Wendy's for lunch. We put Nora on the ground so that she could stretch a bit before getting back in the car and she rolled from her stomach onto her back. Completely on accident, but still fun.

Friday, April 3, 2015

The littles

Emerson loves her sister, and she is very protective. She doesn't like people looking at Nora unless she knows you and likes you. When we go to the store and strangers try to look at Nora, Emmy will try her best to cover up Nora and say "no, that's my sisser!"

My favorite thing, though, is when Nora gets fussy Emmy will sing to her to try and make her happy. 

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Roaming Wyoming

Before we left Texas, I made a list of things that I would miss. But one thing that I really enjoy about Wyoming is nothing. 

This is my drive to get to Target. Miles of nothingness, and I love it. 35ish minutes of quiet (well, relative quiet depending on how many kids I have with me). 

I'm really not sure why I love it so much, but this drive always makes me happy. 

Monday, March 16, 2015

2 months

At 2 months old, Nora is 9 lbs 10oz and 21.5 inches long. She loves napping, her swing, and her pacifier. She is an expert at escaping her swaddle blanket and loves "talking" to her sisters.

Friday, March 13, 2015

When Adeline is 100

When I'm 100 years old I will get up, eat breakfast, watch hockey, nap, eat lunch, nap, feed my cat, eat dinner, and go to bed. I'll live with Lillee, and Meridian. I'll have a wheelchair. I'll have 1,000 wrinkles. I will have gray hair. That's what I'll be like when I'm 100 years old.

When Charlotte is 100

I will have glasses and not see well. I also will live in a old house and sleep in a old bed. I will have a lot of hair and have a walking cane. And I will bild (build) baskets.

Friday, February 27, 2015

Say cheese

It's hard to believe that Nora is 7 weeks old already. A few days ago she started smiling real smiles. I keep trying to catch one on camera, but this is the best I've done so far. She's also weighs a little over 8 pounds and is starting to outgrow her newborn clothes. She still fits into about half of them, but it won't be long now until we have to pack them away.

Sunday, February 22, 2015


Adeline and Charlotte are playing hockey again this year. Emmy and Pepper want to play, too.

Monday, February 2, 2015


Emmy turned 3 a few weeks ago. If you ask her how old she is, she'll say that she's 2 and hold up two fingers. You can tell her, "No, you're three now." She'll respond, "No, my happy birthday is over, I not 3 anymore."

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Nora - Part 2

It took another several minutes for EMT #2 to find a pair of scissors. Meanwhile I'm chilling out on the bathroom floor and EMT #1 decided that she should put on the protective gown that was in the ambulance OB box (probably a little late, I'm pretty sure the messy part was over).

EMT #2 came into the bathroom with the scissors and went to go cut the cord. I stopped him and asked if the girls could do it. He hesitated a bit, but then handed over the scissors. Addie and Charlotte came into the room, looked at the baby, and then shook their heads that they didn't want to do it. Addie later told me that she was worried that she was going to accidentally cut the baby. So Sean did the obligatory cutting of the cord duty. 

During the whole clamp/scissors debacle, Sean's phone kept ringing like crazy. I guess when I called the second time and told him to drop everything and come home now he literally dropped his copies on the ground and left. He had texted the school secretary earlier in the morning to let her know I was in labor and he would need a sub. As he was dashing out the door, he texted her again saying, "Actually, might need your help. Call when you get this."  So the secretary kept calling and calling with no answer because Sean was a little preoccupied. 

Since my midwife was not here yet, the paramedics were not comfortable leaving me and insisted that I go to the hospital. I probably should have put up a bigger fight to stay home (the midwife was only about 20 minutes away),  but I had never been in a situation like this, so I obeyed. 

EMT #2 now had a new challenge - how to get me out of the house. 

We have 4 stairs that lead up to our front door, but they are narrow, there is a railing, and there is a 90 degree turn to get through the door. EMT #2 quickly figured out that it would be incredibly difficult to get the gurney into the house. 

I volunteered to walk to the ambulance. No, no, no, that is completely unacceptable. EMT #1 mentions that the firefighters are here, they could carry me out, one could hold under my arms and the other could take my legs. This time it was my turn to do the vetoing, there was absolutely NO way I was going to let someone carry me! I would walk or I wouldn't go. 

Nervous looks were exchanged between the EMTs, but they agreed. I handed off the baby to EMT #1, wrapped myself in the sheet that Sean had brought me, and walked outside into the crazy cold morning. 

I walked down the stairs (which were covered in an inch of ice) and thought to myself how frightening it would be to have someone carry me down these things. I climbed onto the gurney and then they wheeled me to the ambulance. I'd be perfectly happy if I never have to do that again. The walkway and driveway were also covered in a good layer of ice, so it was a very bumpy and unsteady ride, I thought for sure the whole thing was going to tip over. 

The other 3 girls were at the living room window watching me be wheeled away. They were all smiling and waving - hopefully this means that they weren't too traumatized from the events. 

Once I was in the ambulance EMT #2 informed me that he was going to place an IV. I told him that one of the reasons I didn't want to go to the hospital was because I didn't want an IV and could we please not do one. He told me that they would shoot him if he showed up at the hospital and I didn't have an IV started. Okay, fine. 

We live a little under a mile from the hospital so it was a quick trip. But it was long enough for me to worry... 

1- How was Sean going to find me at the hospital? Would they tell him where I was at, or would privacy policies prevent them from being able to tell him anything? My phone was at home, so I couldn't call him. 

2- Were the girls going to get to school on time? Would Sean take them to school before coming to the hospital or would they just stay home today? Sean had asked what to do about the kids before I left. I told him to call the "C" family, but I didn't really give much instruction. Would the C's take the girls to school? 

3- I sure hope the kids aren't traumatized. I probably would have been worried if one of my parents left in an ambulance. 

So we made it to the hospital and the firefighters started to unload the gurney from the ambulance. My IV cord/tubing got caught on something and tried to rip out of my arm. I gave EMT #2 a dirty look but I don't think he noticed. 

Once I was in the hospital it was pretty uneventful. They gave the baby back to me so I could feed her. My nurse collected some information (how far along, my blood type, etc). They paged the on call pediatrician. The doctor arrived, delivered the placenta, told me I did good and everything looks great. She checked out the baby and said that we were free to go whenever we would like. The nurse weighed and measured the baby. 5 pounds 12 ounces and 19 inches long. 

Sean had arrived somewhere in the middle there, but he didn't stay long, he had to run home and get the carseat and some clothes for me and baby. 

I was amazed at the hospital staff. I thought for sure they would make us stay. With all the other girls we tried to leave after the first day, but they wouldn't discharge us until day two. But this time was totally different, they had no problem whatsoever with us leaving right away. Actually, the nurse insisted that we have breakfast before we left, she wanted to make sure that I got my orange juice. 

Oh, and I guess I should say that the girls did make it to school on time. Sean managed to make sure they got breakfast and then drove all 3 of them over to the C family's house. The oldest C girl helped Addie and Charlotte do their hair and then they rode the bus to school. 

I looked back through my contraction timer on my phone and from the first contraction that woke me up at 3:08am until Nora was born at 6:22am, I had 20 contractions. Little girl was sure in a hurry to get here!

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Nora's grand entrance

We were planning a home birth from the start. My pregnancies with the other 3 girls were healthy and uncomplicated. Their births were super fast and without complications. We weren't planning the home birth to go quite the way that it did...

My due date was January 12th, but the other 3 girls came 1.5-2 weeks early, so I was expecting closer to January 1st. Sure enough, the night of December 31st I started having contractions. They weren't painful, but they were coming every 5 minutes for several hours. I went to bed to get some rest before the big event, but when I woke up the contractions were gone and didn't come back. 

The days went on and there were a few other days where I got my hopes up thinking that she would come. Several nights I had contractions that were strong enough to wake me from sleep, they would come at regular intervals but would always go away when I woke up for the day. 

Then on the morning of January 8th I woke up at 3am to a contraction. I started timing them because that's what I was doing any time I had them. They were coming every 13ish minutes. Since this wasn't the first time I had been woken by contractions, and since they were still far apart, I didn't want to get my hopes up about actually being in labor. So a contraction would hit, I would push the button on my phone to time it, and then I would go back to sleep once it was over. Sometimes they were 9 minutes apart, sometimes 15 minutes, once it was 17 minutes, but the average was 13 minutes. 

At 5:30am I finally decided that this was the real deal, so I woke up Sean and told him that he should call for a sub for the day. I told him how far apart the contractions were and how long I had been having them and we both agreed that we had a few more hours before baby would get here. The older girls were still asleep, so the plan was Sean would go to school and get copies made for the sub, then he would run to the store and get me orange juice, then he would come home and get the girls to school. 

Sean left a little before 6am. Shortly after he left I had another contraction that was way, way less intense than the previous contractions. I was a little worried that maybe it was yet another false alarm. But 10 minutes later a huge contraction hit. All night long they were lasting between 60-90 seconds, so I was watching the clock waiting for the 90 seconds to be up so I could relax again. But it didn't go away. 

I made my way into the bathroom and called the midwife to let her know that the baby was coming soon. At 6:14 I called Sean and told him to skip the orange juice, just finish the copies and come home. 

But the contraction still wasn't going away. I was starting to get a bit nervous that the baby was going to come soon. I called Sean again at 6:18 and told him to drop what he was doing and come home NOW. 

By now I knew that baby girl was going to be coming at any minute. And there was NO OTHER ADULT in the house!! I wasn't very worried about the baby coming, I caught Emmy when she came out. But I was panicked about the fact that there were 3 other children less than 10 feet away that would be coming out of their rooms at any second and there was NO OTHER ADULT to help them. 

I knew that it was important for me to stay calm, so at 6:20 I called 911. Looking back, I should have just called Sean or the midwife, just to have someone to talk to, but I didn't. The conversation went like this:

Dispatcher: 911, what's your emergency?
Me: I'm at home and I'm about to have a baby. 
Dispatcher: Is there anyone there with you?
Me: No, just my other 3 kids. 
Dispatcher: How old are your other kids?
Me: 8, 7, and 3. 
Dispatcher: Okay, I'm going to send help. What is your address?
Me: **gave her our address** Okay, baby is coming now, I can feel her head. 

I'm sure the dispatcher said something here, but at this point I gave a very small push and Nora was in my arms. I snuggled her close to keep her warm and watched for breathing. She made a small squeak, but didn't cry, but I could see that she was breathing. 

I told the dispatcher that baby was here and that she was breathing and everything was okay. I think at this point she asked what the name was and I told her "Nora, maybe."  She probably kept talking, but I don't really remember what was said at this point. Addie and Charlotte came into the bathroom at this point and my attention was focused on them rather than on the phone. 

I asked Addie to get me a towel to wrap the baby in. She first grabbed a used towel from the hook and then I asked her for a clean towel from the closet instead. She got me a towel and we wrapped up the baby. She also let the dog outside. Addie and Charlotte worked together to get Emmy out of her crib and they brought her into the bathroom to see the baby. 

A couple minutes later Sean came home and was shocked to find that baby was here. At this point I remembered the dispatcher on the phone and told her, "Here, my husband just got home, you can talk to him."

Then the EMTs showed up. They were also surprised that baby was already there. I guess dispatch told them that baby was crowning but never updated them that baby actually arrived. EMT #1 was very concerned with getting baby a hat so that she could stay warm. EMT #2 was concerned about finding a clamp for the cord - the baby box in the ambulance had one clamp, but they needed two clamps to cut the cord. I kept telling them that I had a birth box with clamps, but they didn't listen. Addie and Charlotte found a hat and EMT #1 was happy. At this point I asked her what time baby was born. She said that it was currently 6:30, so sometime before then. 

EMT #2 finally found another clamp and then began hunting for a scalpel or something else to cut the cord with. 

.... To be continued ....

Welcome baby girl

Nora Margaret
Jan. 8, 2015
5 lbs 12 oz
19 inches