tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80854734321690606992024-03-05T22:34:09.995-07:00Kami On LifeA perspective on life through the eyes of a Latter-day Saint Christian.Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-29814939436799050282017-11-07T10:19:00.000-07:002017-11-07T10:19:06.227-07:00I will make weak things become strong unto you<div style="margin: 0in;">
How does your appearance make you feel?<br />
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Does it make you feel good when you look nice?<br />
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I think we all can feel a little better when we look nice. I do. But then a series of events caused a medical condition that over the course of several months left me with large ugly scars on both my shins.<br />
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They aren't pretty. But they do look better now than they did 3 years ago, that's for sure.<br />
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But even still, I choose not to let it stop me. I don't hide because something about me is different. I don't let the flaws on my legs stop me from living my life.<br />
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I shouldn't let any of my flaws stop me or create a negative view of myself. Scars don't mean someone is a bad person. It means we are living life and learning. <br />
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I have lots of other flaws too, ones that I recognize and am trying to work through, but might not be as easily seen. We all have things we struggle with. Part of learning compassion is learning that everyone has something that isn't quite strong yet.</div>
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"And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/ether/12.27" target="_blank">Ether 12:27</a>)</blockquote>
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I don’t understand fully how a weakness could be made into a strength. But the Lord says it can be done, so I believe Him, and I'm working on understanding how that works.</div>
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I heard on a podcast recently weaknesses being described in a way I hadn't thought about before:<br />
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"Our weaknesses are only our strengths overused." (<a href="https://boldnewmom.com/podcast/" target="_blank">Jody Moore</a>)</blockquote>
Isn't that eye opening? I also love the work of Carol Tuttle and I believe her when she talks about how our weaknesses are actually our strengths. I am a perfectionist. No, I am thorough! I am lazy. No, I have a relaxed nature! I always put my foot in my mouth. No, I am capable of speaking up. <br />
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When we view ourselves in a positive light, it is beautiful and freeing. <br />
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I believe growth comes from love. Love yourself and allow yourself to grow. God loves us and gently encourages us to be better, not the opposite.<br />
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I'm grateful for my hope in Christ and the reality of His resurrection, which opened the way for the rest of us to gain this same resurrection, the unifying and perfecting of our body and spirit for the rest of eternity, flawless and good. <br />
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Our flaws, imperfections, weaknesses don't have to define us. We can still dance with ugly scars on our legs. We can still do our work on the earth though we may stumble and sometimes fall. Life is learning how to get back up again and keep trying. With Christ we can, and heal in the process.Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-19893360095397017742017-10-31T10:03:00.003-06:002017-10-31T10:04:26.462-06:00The Pull of the World vs. The Pull of ChristDo you ever get the feeling that the world is constantly trying to convince you that you need more of this or that? <br />
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There are so many products and services and opportunities in our faces every day. How do we deal with it? How can we get over the feeling that we never have enough?<br />
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"[E]very day we see allurements of one kind or another that tell us what we have is not enough. Someone or something is forever telling us we need to be more handsome or more wealthy, more applauded or more admired than we see ourselves as being. We are told we haven’t collected enough possessions or gone to enough fun places. We are bombarded with the message that on the <i>world’s </i>scale of things we have been weighed in the balance and found wanting." </blockquote>
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- Elder Jeffrey R. Holland (<a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2002/04/the-other-prodigal?lang=eng" target="_blank">The Other Prodigal</a>)</blockquote>
Well, enough is enough.<br />
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"You may want to conduct what I’ll call a “personal council.” After praying, spend some time alone. Think about what is ahead. Ask yourself: “What areas of my life do I want to strengthen so that I can strengthen others? Where do I want to be a year from now? two years from now? What choices do I need to make to get there?” Just remember, you are a pilot, and you are in charge. I testify that as you come to yourself, your Heavenly Father will come to you. By the comforting hand of His Holy Spirit, He will help you along." </blockquote>
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- Elder Robert D. Hales (<a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2015/10/meeting-the-challenges-of-todays-world?lang=eng" target="_blank">Meeting the Challenges of Today's World</a>)</blockquote>
I'm choosing to look past the constant ads and plugs and compelling arguments that I need this thing or to do this to be happy. I can be happy right now. I can choose to be content with the way my life is and not need to give in to the constant push that I need more. Because I don't.</div>
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"Recently, a young filmmaker said he felt he was part of a “generation of prodigals”—a generation “looking for hope and joy and fulfillment, but looking in all the wrong places and in the wrong ways." </blockquote>
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- Elder Robert D. Hales (<a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2015/10/meeting-the-challenges-of-todays-world?lang=eng" target="_blank">Meeting the Challenges of Today's World</a>)</blockquote>
Sometimes I think I'll be more happy if I can take more dance classes or be in more choirs or revisit various things I loved to do in college, or take a lot of time to learn a new skill. But for me, the time is not now for most of those things. Right now my time is more importantly spent building up and loving my husband and kids, fulfilling my calling at church and as a visiting teacher, and becoming a better version of myself.</div>
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"The world is incessantly pulled by a flood of enticing and seductive voices.</blockquote>
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"Overcoming the world is trusting in the one voice that warns, comforts, enlightens, and brings peace “not as the world giveth.” </blockquote>
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- Elder Neil L. Andersen (<a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2017/04/overcoming-the-world?lang=eng" target="_blank">Overcoming the World</a>)</blockquote>
Maybe there are things I want to do or need to do, and those can be good and worthy goals and things to do. But what I don't want is something distracting me from what is most important:<br />
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My faith in God.<br />
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My family.<br />
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My well-being.</div>
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"If the love we feel for the Savior and what He did for us is greater than the energy we give to weaknesses, self-doubts, or bad habits, then He will help us overcome the things which cause suffering in our lives. He saves us from ourselves. </blockquote>
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"Let me reemphasize: if the pull of the world is stronger than the faith and trust we have in the Savior, then the pull of the world will prevail every time. If we choose to focus on our negative thoughts and doubt our worth instead of clinging to the Savior, it becomes more difficult to feel the impressions of the Holy Ghost."</blockquote>
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- Sister Joy D. Jones (<a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2017/10/value-beyond-measure?lang=eng" target="_blank">Value Beyond Measure</a>)</blockquote>
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It's definitely not easy to push out the constant voices that say I need or need to do more more more. Doing new things or revisiting old things are fun ideas for me. But I'm also leaning what my limits are and what things can be big distractions if I'm not careful.</div>
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"What Is Hard? Each of us may have a different opinion about what is hard. ...<br />
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"There are those who find it hard “to be content with [what] the Lord hath allotted unto [them]” (Alma 29:3). ...<br />
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"Regardless of the issue, hard can be good for those who will move forward with faith and trust the Lord and His plan. ...<br />
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"His example truly is “the way, the truth, and the life” (John 14:6). Only by following that example can we find “peace in this world, and eternal life in the world to come” (D&C 59:23)." </blockquote>
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- Elder Stanley G. Ellis (<a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2017/10/do-we-trust-him-hard-is-good?lang=eng" target="_blank">Do We Trust Him? Hard Is Good</a>)</blockquote>
I'm so grateful for my relationship with our Father in Heaven who created us and desires for us to return to live with Him and receive all that He hath, who knows me personally and answers the pleadings of my soul. Christ is our abundance and with Him we have all we need.<br />
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“Come unto me all ye ends of the earth,” He pleads, and buy milk without money and honey without price. <i>All are privileged, the one like unto the other</i>. Walk peacefully. Walk confidently. Walk without fear and without envy. Be reassured of Heavenly Father’s abundance to you always." </blockquote>
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- Elder Jeffrey R. Holland (<a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2002/04/the-other-prodigal?lang=eng" target="_blank">The Other Prodigal</a>)</blockquote>
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-81017326584915311792017-01-08T16:52:00.001-07:002017-01-08T17:16:47.956-07:002016 Year End Family Recap<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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2016 has been a good year to us. We were blessed to purchase a home in March here in Utah and begin to grow some roots. Adam enjoys his job at FFKR Architects and is working on getting his architecture license. Kami and the kids have their own adventures at home. Eli is so smart and learning so much, and Kayleigh has really started to develop her own personality and interests. We love the outdoors in Utah and have had fun going snowboarding and bike riding, and Adam going hunting and fishing. Kami is getting back to ballet and loves to spend time ensuring temple ordinances are getting completed for her ancestors by attending the temple when she can and with Adam. We were able to go on some family trips this year -- Alabama for a 5 generation picture with Adam’s family, Arizona for a good friend’s wedding and sealing and to see some of Kami’s family, Kami went to DC with and to visit some good friends, and Adam went to Portland, Oregon for an Arizona Wildcat football game with some buddies. We are enjoying watching our kids grow -- By the end of the year Eli will be 4 years old and Kayleigh will be 1 and a half.<br />
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<i>We hope your lives are filled with the love of God and Christ and family this season and always</i></div>
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With love,<br />
Adam, Kami, Eli & Kayleigh</div>
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<br />Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-41421858760019214152016-07-05T10:27:00.000-06:002016-07-07T11:39:44.960-06:00Are there still prophets? <div dir="ltr">
God has a history of giving the people on Earth prophets to guide and direct them and help them know His will, right? </div>
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<i>(Moses, Noah, Abraham, Peter, Adam, Enoch, John the Baptist, Elijah, etc, etc, etc...)</i></blockquote>
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God is the same yesterday, today, and forever, right? </div>
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<i>(<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/nt/heb/13.8?lang=eng" target="_blank">Hebrews 13:8</a>; <a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/1-ne/10.18?lang=eng" target="_blank">1 Nephi 10:18</a>; <a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/morm/9.9?lang=eng" target="_blank">Mormon 9:9</a>)</i></blockquote>
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God loves all His children, right?</div>
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<i>"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/nt/john/3.16?lang=eng" target="_blank">John 3:16</a>)</i></blockquote>
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<i>"For behold, this is my work and my glory—to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/pgp/moses/1.39?lang=eng" target="_blank">Moses 1:39</a>)</i></blockquote>
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Then why are we any different right now? God speaking to His people is not new, not something of the past, not only done in ancient times, and not a far-fetched idea. He does love us right now, He does speak to us right now, He does use the same method as He always has -- through a prophet, seer, and revelator.</div>
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<i>"Surely the Lord <span class="smallCaps">God</span> will do nothing, but he revealeth his secret unto his servants the prophets." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/amos/3.7?lang=eng" target="_blank">Amos 3:7</a>)</i></blockquote>
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A prophet today probably doesn't look much like one did in biblical times, but neither do the rest of the types of people there are -- mothers, fathers, employers, leaders, etc... But a prophet today still has the same attributes of a prophet then... Humble, meek, teachable, kind, righteous, mouthpiece of the Lord, seer of past, present and future, holder of priesthood keys, teacher of the gospel of Jesus Christ and a special witness of Him and His reality, one who speaks truth and reveals the will of the Lord...</div>
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<i>"What I the Lord have spoken, I have spoken, and I excuse not myself; and though the heavens and the earth pass away, my word shall not pass away, but shall all be fulfilled, whether by mine own voice or by the voice of my servants, it is the same." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/1.38?lang=eng" target="_blank">Doctrine & Covenants 1:38</a>)</i></blockquote>
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Today God's prophet, seer, revelator, and authorized servant and apostle looks like an older, clean shaven man in a suit. His name is <a href="https://www.lds.org/church/leader/thomas-s-monson?lang=eng" target="_blank">Thomas S. Monson</a>, current president of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and prophet of the world. He was not chosen by man, but by God.</div>
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<i>"We believe that a man must be called of God, by prophecy, and by the laying on of hands by those who are in authority, to preach the Gospel and administer in the ordinances thereof." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/pgp/a-of-f/1.5" target="_blank">Articles of Faith 1:5</a>)</i></blockquote>
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How do I know this? God has given us another gift, the presence of the Holy Ghost in our lives so we may know good from evil, right from wrong, and have a witness of Christ and the truth. He bears that witness by something described as "a still, small voice" but is not a voice at all, but a feeling that overwhelms your spirit with feelings of goodness, peace, calm, and light. </div>
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<i><span class="clarityWord">"...but</span> the <span class="smallCaps">Lord</span> <span class="clarityWord">was</span> not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; <span class="clarityWord">but</span> the <span class="smallCaps">Lord</span> <span class="clarityWord">was</span> not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; <span class="clarityWord">but</span> the <span class="smallCaps">Lord</span> <span class="clarityWord">was</span> not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/ot/1-kgs/19.11-13?lang=eng#10" target="_blank">1 Kings 19:11-12</a>)</i></blockquote>
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<i>"But, behold, I say unto you, that you must study it out in your mind; then you must ask me if it be right, and if it is right I will cause that your bosom shall burn within you; therefore, you shall feel that it is right." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/9.8-9?lang=eng#7" target="_blank">Doctrine & Covenants 9:8</a>)</i></blockquote>
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To receive this witness we must kneel in sincere prayer and ask God if it is true. But He expects you to do something with knowledge of truth you receive. Your intent must be real.</div>
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<i>"And when ye shall receive these things, I would exhort you that ye would ask God, the Eternal Father, in the name of Christ, if these things are not true; and if ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, by the power of the Holy Ghost." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/moro/10.4?lang=eng" target="_blank">Moroni 10:4</a>)</i></blockquote>
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I have prayed to God and asked, I have studied the words of the prophets and lived by their teachings, and what comes from it is the witness from the Holy Spirit to my soul that Christ lives and speaks to us today through His living prophets. How blessed we are to have a prophet in our day. How blessed we are to know that we are loved by God. How blessed we are to know His will and be guided by Him through his prophet.</div>
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<i>"Yea, behold, I will tell you in your mind and in your heart, by the Holy Ghost, which shall come upon you and which shall dwell in your heart. Now, behold, this is the spirit of revelation;" (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/8.2-3?lang=eng#1" target="_blank">Doctrine & Covenants 8:2-3</a>)</i></blockquote>
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I invite all to sincerely ask God with real intent, having faith in Christ, to know if this is true, that He has a prophet again on the earth today to lead and guide us through mortality. I know the Spirit will witness the truth to you, as it has to me again and again.</div>
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<i>"And by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things." (<a href="https://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/moro/10.5?lang=eng" target="_blank">Moroni 10:5</a>)</i></blockquote>
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Earlier this month was the 2 year anniversary of Eli's cranial surgery. The date always rings familiar to me and in my social media outlets popped up memories and pictures. I reflected on the blessing of life and of children and the advances of medicine. I also revisited thoughts and feelings of faith and hope. Eli was 3 months old when we found out he would need surgery to fix the plates in his head so his brain and skull could grow properly as he grows. And he was 5 and a half months old when he underwent that surgery. I'm so grateful for the gift of faith we had as we waited seemingly endlessly to see him again after the procedure. We knew he would be alright, and that if something somehow went wrong everything would still be alright, because of Jesus Christ, His resurrection, and the covenants and blessings of His holy temple, which meant we would see him again and be with him forever because we are sealed together for eternity in God's kingdom in heaven. Knowing those things don't make life experiences go away, but in my experience they make things bearable and even make life good and happy despite unwanted or non ideal events or situations that come up.</div>
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Jesus Christ is truly the light and the life of the world. Because of Him our hope is solid and peace is full, no matter what happens in our lives. This life on earth is only a temporary state and we can continue in our families for eternity if we progress on God's path and receive ordinances and make covenants with Him to continually choose good. </div>
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<i>Related posts:</i></div>
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<a href="http://kamilynnferg.blogspot.com/p/craniosynostosis.html" target="_blank">Craniosynostosis Page of links to related blog posts</a></div>
Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-90353075284273032182016-06-14T10:38:00.000-06:002016-06-14T10:38:02.264-06:00I Can Do Hard ThingsIt's my nature that when I go somewhere, I really enjoy going with other people. It's more fun that way! The more the merrier. Also it can be hard to go places with both kids without Adam. But as I drove home last week after a long morning/afternoon at a free heritage park day with both kids passed out asleep in their car seats I felt good and accomplished and happy. Even though no one else could come with me.<br />
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I really like to take advantage of free events. I was pretty nervous going to a new place by myself with both kids, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to go for free. And guess what? We survived! And we actually did have a good time. It helps to be prepared with food, water, and sunscreen. The place was big with lots of things to do and see, but I knew Eli wouldn't be too interested in the historical stuff and that trying to help him see things while also trying to keep Kayleigh entertained would be a challenge so we just hit up the most important things. He rode a pony, we pet animals, stopped by the splash pad, rode a mini train, played on a big boat, ate free popsicles, climbed a spiral staircase, looked at cool geode rocks, and rode the big train! We were there for 4 hours. Phew! But like I said, we not only survived but also had a lot of fun. I know the kids like to get out of the house and see new things and I'm trying to be good at that for them. It helps everyone. :)<br />
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As we drove home I thought about how doing this hard thing and being out so long by myself with both kids makes the idea of doing other things closer to home for a less amount of time easier and totally doable! I love to watch the kids having fun. And I love not rushing their fun.<br />
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I know my ability to do hard things comes directly from Christ. He strengthens me and lifts me up. And when I do good things even when they are not easy I allow Heavenly Father to bless me. I am happy, my family is happy, we are at peace with our place in life and where we are going. I am so grateful for Jesus Christ and His influence and assistance in every area of my life.<br />
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-32227119892502521932016-06-08T08:59:00.000-06:002016-06-08T08:59:01.690-06:00There are No ConsequencesA couple months ago I sat outside in the backyard with my son while my husband worked in the yard. He started digging up part of the backyard where we are going to plant a garden and I joined him with the rake. I briefly thought that I should probably wear some work gloves so I wouldn't get blisters on my hands but decided against it. I didn't want to take the time to find them and would rather just get some of the work done. I would probably be fine. Later when I was done I realized that my hands were sore. I could have saved myself some pain had I just took a minute to grab some gloves!<br />
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The adversary slinks into the weak areas of our chain link and whispers lies to us. Somehow he sometimes gets us to think that the consequences don't apply to us, that we can choose whatever we want and we will be just fine.<br />
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There are consequences! There are consequences to every choice we make. Sometimes they come quickly, sometimes later. Consequences can be bad, and they can also be good. As we align our choices with the right goals, the consequences that will inevitably come will not be disappointing but can have the positive effect in our lives that we are hoping for. Listen carefully and the Spirit will lead you to what is good.<br />
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-65457406644039503682016-06-01T10:23:00.000-06:002016-06-03T09:03:01.662-06:00Cursed or blessed? <div dir="ltr">
Everything in life could be viewed as a curse or a blessing... It just depends on the way you look at it. I choose to believe that life is a gift and has purpose in every turn. The point here is to grow and to learn how to be better on this our journey to becoming like our eternal, resurrected, all knowing, all powerful, all loving, Father in Heaven. </div>
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As I think back on my marriage and family so far I can't recall facing any serious, threatening problems. We certainly haven't been without our trials. But I think our attitude has played a big part in how things have played out. Our big decisions have already been made, there is no question -- We have faith in Jesus Christ, we go to church and accept and participate fully in callings, we pay our tithing, we are faithful to our baptismal and temple covenants and to each other and our little family... We have chosen our Rock a long time ago and we will not be moved. Our faith was not shaken when we had to get through and pay for school, or when we thought I was pregnant but it didn't work out, or when our first new baby had to have cranial surgery at 5 and a half months old, or when I sprouted ulcers on both my legs that rendered me useless for a while, or when we packed ourselves up right after having our second baby to live 12 hours away from the only home we knew, or as we struggled to adjust to life with a toddler and a baby and in a brand new state, or how lonely it has been... We could all spend hours talking about how our lives have been challenging. But I'm certain we have been blessed as we have stayed true to Christ. </div>
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I don't think any of us could say our lives have been easy. We have our different set of challenges that are uniquely ours. But those challenges no matter what they are do not define us, it's what we do with them that does. It's in the way we handle them that our growth occurs. And the way we view them, as a curse or a blessing, distinguishes between the bitterness and sweetness of life.<br />
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-17424297174364183822016-05-13T10:26:00.000-06:002016-05-13T10:26:28.482-06:00Getting it Together <div dir="ltr">
I usually don't have everything together. I don't think anyone really does! On weeks or days when I sort of mostly have it together I feel really great! Celebrating small victories can be like a light through a tunnel that seems dark. Motherhood is a challenging, rewarding, tiring, joy filling adventure. But being a mother isn't the only thing I worry about, oh no. There's laundry, dinner, grocery shopping, work, developing my own talents, being a good wife, cleaning up the ever growing pile of mail, visiting teaching, preparing for callings... And that doesn't even include special events like family gatherings and birthdays and visits from out of town, etc. Life is just busy! There is always something. But that's OK, and it's good. Some days I take great solace in the fact that tomorrow is another day and another chance to do better. A quote from Elder Holland comes to mind:</div>
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-86552182659459935542016-05-03T10:17:00.000-06:002016-05-03T10:17:00.154-06:00Personal Trial: Leg Sores (Update)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Two years have gone by already, can you believe it? This month two years ago is when the ulcers on my legs popped up and began their outside course in my life. I have to say that I thought two years would have been plenty of time for them to look relatively normal, but there is still a redish/purpleish color to them and they are still noticeable. I'm also surprised that the spots are still a little sensitive. It's not that bad, but there is still a lot of healing that needs to happen under there! I'm excited to wear knee length skirts to church this summer though (instead of more long maxi skirts) and not have to worry about constant questions from little children ;) Right now my calling is teaching the 16-18 year old youth Sunday School class with Adam, which by the way is one of the best classes to teach! So no Primary children (ages 3-11) running around to get recurring questions from :D<br />
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While this has not been an ideal experience for me, it's nice to have reaffirmed to me that these scars really don't matter. They are a sign and reminder of my weakness and neglect, something I should be careful not to let happen again. And even more they are a sign and reminder of the reality of the Savior, that because Jesus Christ was resurrected, I will be too. These marks are not permanent by way of eternity. Just a short, minor blip in my earthly physicality. <br />
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Likewise, our weaknesses should not be neglected, but properly cared for and constantly being thought over and worked on for the better. When they are neglected and ignored they get worse. But properly treated over time, though sometimes slow, will bring improvements and healing. We treat ourselves by not neglecting but constantly cultivating our relationship with God, our eternal Father in heaven, and understanding of our Savior, Jesus Christ.<br />
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<a href="http://kamilynnferg.blogspot.com/2014/06/personal-trial-leg-sores-back-story.html" target="_blank">Back Story</a><br />
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Believe. <br />
What do you see? <br />
A great mountainous glacier setting itself free <br />
Nothing holds it back from being what it wants to be <br />
Neither frost nor liquid nor man can compete <br />
Leaving behind no sense of defeat <br />
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What do you see?<span class="text_exposed_show"><br />A stone so small winds could take it away <br />But happy it sits wherever it lay <br />Pondering what the next move it will make <br />All the while cheerful though without no mistake <br />Believe. <br />What do you see? <br />A wrinkle, a smile, eyes that shine as the light <br />Glorious will that can always take flight <br />No wrestle of heart can outtake the delight <br />Onward, press onward can be the next fight <br />Believe. <br />What do you see? <br />For always the triumph seems too far to see <br />But take and believe what you know you can be <br />Always, forever, we’ll stand and we’ll live <br />To fight for our souls and to serve and forgive <br />Believe. <br />What do you see? <br />I see a strong spirit who knows what to do <br />Who knows how to fight and to hum the right tune <br />Someone who’ll take a bad blow as it comes <br />And turn and press onward no matter the sums <br />Believe. <br />What do you see? <br />Believe in yourself and your power within <br />To strike at the foe with your goodness and grin <br />You know what is right and you know how to play <br />Life isn’t the game but no need for delay <br />Believe. <br />What do you see? <br />A past that might hurt and a future unsure <br />Unstable you think yourself, scared with no cure <br />Questions with answers that cannot be heard <br />Ensnaring the soul, allowing the lure <br />Believe. <br />What do you see? <br />Hope can rise up if you let it be seen <br />No need to hide or think low your esteem <br />Greatness exists inside you and in me <br />Just let it go and let yourself free <br />What do you see? <br />Believe.</span><br />
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Why do we sit through 3 meetings totaling 3 hours every Sunday for church? And wrestle with our children almost the whole time? Do we expect to hear something so new it's mind-blowing or earth shattering? Isn't it just the same stuff every week?<br />
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Well for me, I appreciate and know that I need the constant replenishing of spirit in a way that is special to gathering and talking together about basic Gospel doctrines. Yes I pray daily and yes I study my scriptures regularly but getting together with others in faith in Christ brings a special strength to me as I begin a new week. Next to partaking of the Sacrament ordinance, getting out of my house and meeting together with purpose is actually a great refresher for body, mind and spirit. <br />
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When I pay attention, I can feel the Lord by His Spirit in those meetings I attend each Sunday. When I pay attention to the Spirit instead of let myself get distracted by rowdy kids or weird things people say or other things that cross my mind, I am so much more spiritually rejuvenated and elevated. I feel more of God's love for me and others and feel lifted up as I think of ways I can try to be better. Sometimes it's stressful trying to keep our kids quiet and happy and then also teach a handful of rambunctious young children, but boy do they need this constant refresher of spirit each week! I do too. We all do. I don't just go to church for me, but I also go for my children and my family as a unit. It brings us closer together because we feel the Spirit and God's love for us.Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-29624731135823097072016-04-12T15:56:00.000-06:002016-04-26T11:30:28.888-06:00Your book of remembrance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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When I heard it, this sentence from <a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2016/04/always-remember-him?lang=eng" target="_blank">Elder Gerrit W. Gong's past conference talk "Always Remember Him"</a> struck me deeply:<br />
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I don't think I had previously thought of the things I remember as a choice. To think that I could choose what I remember about past times felt monumental to me. I don't really like to talk about many things in my past because I remember lots of negative feelings and things I wish I would have done differently. I know I've had good things in my life, but I seem to have this problem where I mostly only remember the bad things. Even in recent years. I tend to dwell on the negative a little bit. But this phrase from Elder Gong seriously hit a chord in me. It made me realize two important things:<br />
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I know there has been a lot of good in my life. I feel extremely blessed for so many reasons. I love where I am now and I know that it's because the Gospel of Jesus Christ has brought me real peace and lasting happiness attainable only through Him.</div>
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I have a lot of forgiveness to release still, especially for myself. Something I try to remember is that in any point of my life I did the best I could with what I had and knew at the time. Elder Gong quoted Christian philosopher Soren Kierkegaard who said:</div>
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I love that. I'm working on feeling more gratitude for the past moments I've lived, to be happy about what I've had instead of wishing for something different. Learning and growing is the point of us being here on the earth in the first place. If we can learn from what we have done and implement those lessons in our current moments, our lives now and our future will feel bright and hopeful. And it will be even more so if we can let go of life's many disappointments. That's what I need to do, and I know that as I do, I can have an even more fulfilling life because nothing will be haunting me or holding me back!Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-5963592995926790412016-04-05T12:45:00.000-06:002016-04-06T00:00:53.313-06:00My Conversion to the Gospel of Jesus Christ<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Both my parents were baptized and became members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in their adult years. They were married and sealed in the Manti Utah temple. My younger brother and sister and I were all baptized at age 8. Despite this, our family didn’t attend church very regularly, nor did we spend time together in Gospel instruction that I remember with family scripture study, prayer, home evening, etc. I attended girl’s camp and seminary, even EFY, and also stake dances, though I didn’t participate very much in the spiritual side of things. As a result I was spiritually wayward, and felt like I was always grasping at straws trying to find real happiness. I had blue coloring in my hair at the ends and a strip through my bangs at one time and hot pink highlights at another; I stayed out way too late and never had a curfew; didn't have the greatest influences as friends; I didn’t always dress modestly; I played in soccer tournament games on Sundays; I stayed up till morning and slept till the afternoon. Searching for peace in all the wrong places, I didn’t know there was a better way of living.<br />
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The summer before my junior year of high school my 16th birthday fell on a Sunday. For some unknown reason I decided I would spend my birthday going to church. I have a few memories of Primary and Achievement Days, and one thing I do remember is getting a pencil for my birthday in Primary. This small thought played a part in my going to church that day. I didn’t know which class I was in or where they met, I hadn’t previously talked much to the other youth in my ward. I don’t remember who I sat with or how I got there. But I went and I was happy to be there! I decided in the middle of Young Women’s that from that day forward I wouldn’t stop coming to church.<br />
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The same summer in the next month was girl’s camp, and my first year as a YCL (youth camp leader). I almost didn’t go because I didn’t really feel like I knew anyone I would be there with. But I ended up going and I’m really glad I did. The Spirit pierced my heart that week. During the Thursday night devotional and testimony meeting with my ward, I stood up to bear my testimony, something I never had previously done. “I don’t know what I know; I just know that I know,” was the only way I could describe the feelings I had. It gave me hope and a sense of purpose. Girl’s camp and the events leading up to it sealed the deal for me, and I’ve never looked back!<br />
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It was tough though, to start over. I was halfway through high school, established like everyone else, I had finally made friends I felt accepted with, and here I was, abandoning everything I previously “knew” for some glimmer of hope of the unknown future. I tried to run with a different crowd where people were on the same page spiritually as me, though I never really completely felt like I belonged through the rest of high school. It wasn’t an easy transition, but I was solid in my determination to stay true to what I knew. Seminary was my rock through the rest of high school and a daily source of spiritual strength and rejuvenation.<br />
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Since then it’s gotten much easier and has become a joy to live the Gospel of Jesus Christ! I’ve had a great time learning and growing through college, married life, and motherhood. The Gospel is everything to me, and though part of me wishes I would have had a more spiritual childhood, I’m grateful for the experiences in my life because they have helped make me strong in my faith of Jesus Christ and brought me to where I am today.<br />
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My life is not free of challenges, nor is it free of mistakes. I constantly have to be on guard and make sure I try my hardest to choose the higher ground and the better part. I'm continually gaining testimony of the Gospel as I show my commitment to Him by living the eternal principles taught by prophets of old in the scriptures and modern prophets in our day. My conversion is a process as I am converted to choosing daily to follow Christ.<br />
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We all face trials, and we all experience heartache. I know what it’s like to be lost, and I also know what it’s like to be found. Nothing else in this life can bring greater and truer and more lasting happiness and peace than following Jesus Christ and living His Gospel. I am eternally grateful and feel hugely blessed to have the Gospel in my life!<br />
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<i>P.S. -- I feel like I need to mention that there have been countless good people throughout every part of my life so far who have had positive influences on me no matter how long or short our association has been. It would be impossible for me to list the people or the instances but know that if you have come across my path, you have put a drop or two or many in my testimony & conversion lamp. Even still today! Keep being good people in the lives of others, I know you are blessing many with your goodness by simply being you! THANK YOU from me and everyone else's life you have touched!</i></div>
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The last year was one full of changes for us! Kami spent most of the first half of the year in pregnancy sickness while caring for ever increasingly rambunctious Eli as Adam finished his last semester of college in Tucson, Arizona. May was the biggest month for our family. Two days after Adam's huge final presentation for school, our sweet baby girl decided she wanted to join our family, 3 weeks early. What started as a relatively normal doctor visit ended as a trip to the hospital and a few hours later she was born. Kayleigh Lynn came speedily on Friday, May 8 at 3:39pm weighing 6 pounds 15.7 ounces and measuring 18 and 1/4 inches long. Eli gladly welcomed Kayleigh into our family with a heart bursting with love. He loves to hold her, hug her, kiss her, and play with her. And she loves him just as much, watching and smiling at him all the time. They adore each other and we adore them! The very next Friday Adam graduated with his bachelor degree in Architecture from the University of Arizona -- a milestone long anticipated! He landed a great job at FFKR, an architecture firm in downtown Salt Lake City and before the month was over we had moved up to Utah. Kami left her family in Arizona but funny enough Adam joined his in Utah. We've all made quite the adjustment moving north but we're settled in and enjoying our new life here. Some of our favorite activities include riding the train to Salt Lake City, going to grassy parks, visiting family, and playing outside. Adam's company is one of a few in town that gets work contracted by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. And they were the ones working on the plans for the Tucson temple! And it just so happened that he was lucky enough to get to work on it with that team for the last month of the project. That was his first month -- what a welcome! What a blessing, a tender mercy. We celebrated our 5 year anniversary this summer. We've been very blessed throughout our marriage, and continue to be. At the end of the year Eli will be 3 years old and Kayleigh will be 7 and a half months old. </div>
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-52841454480484093772014-12-23T14:11:00.001-07:002014-12-23T14:11:47.080-07:002014 Family Recap<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: PassingNotes; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">We
started the year by celebrating Eli turning one, which he did at the very end
of December (28<sup>th</sup>). He has
had a great time with his swimming lessons throughout the year at a local
indoor pool facility. This summer Eli
had his one-year anniversary since his cranial surgery for his Craniosyostosis. We go in to see his plastic surgeon
occasionally and he is always pleased at the progress of Eli’s growth. Eli will continue to have yearly routine
check-ups with the doctor until he stops growing. He is learning and growing so much, he amazes
us with his smarts and his wit! He loves
being outside, going to the park, playing on slides, playing with his Grandmas
and Papas, everything to do with balls and basketball, exit signs, clocks, cheese,
fruit, and chocolate milk. One of his
favorite things is the University of Arizona “A” and everything else to do with
the UofA. He can point out the “A”
anywhere and also knows the wildcat picture (the mascot), and he has learned to
spell Arizona out loud. He loves to
spell it and is so proud of himself when he does. He has learned to say so many words in just a
short few months and is learning to say new words every day. With two years old just around the corner, we
are loving every moment with our little energized bundle of joy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: PassingNotes; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Adam
started his 5<sup>th</sup> and final year this fall in the architecture program
at the University of Arizona. He is
excited to get working and progressing in his chosen career. Depending on where he lands a full-time job,
a move may be in our near future. In the
meantime he has been working a part-time, paid internship this semester to get him
started in the next phase of becoming a real architect. He has been able to attend many UofA sporting
events throughout the year, and looks forward to the potential of the Arizona
basketball season.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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continues to dance and loves it.
However, at the beginning of the summer she developed a condition of
ulcers on her legs called Pyoderma Gangrenosum, which halted her dancing just
two weeks shy of the recital. After a
long summer of caring for the wounds, she is back on her feet and going about
life as normal. She is currently serving
on the community HOA Board of Directors and having a great time getting to know
others and participating in the on goings of the community.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the most notable news of the year is that we are expecting a little addition to
our family in May of 2015! We should
find out in January whether the baby is a boy or a girl. We are so happy and excited for our growing
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hope you and your family are doing well at the end of this year and
always. May you be blessed with love and
family this Christmas season, and also with the love and peace of our Savior,
whom we celebrate especially at this time of year. Have a great rest of your year, and many good
wishes for 2015!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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keep up with us during the year, visit our family blog at </span><span style="font-family: "Iskoola Pota","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">kamilynnferg.blogspot.com</span><span style="font-family: PassingNotes; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;">“For unto you is</span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;">born</span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;">this
day in the city of David a</span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;">Saviour, which
is Christ the</span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;">Lord.”<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="14"><br />
“</a>Glory</span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;">to God in the
highest, and on earth</span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Janda Elegant Handwriting"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;">peace, good
will toward men.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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We celebrated the independence and freedoms of this great country by hanging out with family and friends. There was also food, fun, swimming, basketball, trampoline, water balloons, BBQ, and yummy desserts! </div>
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Here's some things about Eli at 18 months old:<br />
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<li>33" tall, 27 lbs -- 75ish percentile for height, weight, and head circumference </li>
<li>sign language: new words he's learned -- balloon, cold, hot, again, rain, shh</li>
<li>speaking: "yeahyeahyeah", please ("puh"), milk ("mm"), daDA (inflection on the second syllable), "blue", "Eli", "red", "adidas", "ball", "ick", "go", "nononono"</li>
<li>animal noises: doggie (snort), bear (rah!), monkey (EH eh eh), snake (ss ss ss), pig (snort), cow (oo), cat (higher pitched oo)</li>
<li>basketball -- He LOVES basketball. He can recognize a basketball or hoop anywhere. He loves to watch it and he's really good at playing too! He can shoot, dunk, steal, catch and dribble!</li>
<li>folds his arms for prayers, and about half the time he waits to ask for things until we're done praying</li>
<li>I taught him to smile for pictures by going "eee!"</li>
<li>no longer puts things directly in his mouth -- finally! I wondered when that would end and it finally has.</li>
<li>he's a stinker, he does things he's not supposed to -- climbs on the arms of couches, puts magnets in his mouth -- and looks directly at us waiting for a response</li>
<li>he's sneaky -- tries to run out of the room at bedtime</li>
<li>likes to brush his teeth, but doesn't really like mint flavor toothpaste</li>
<li>somersault -- Uncle Weslin taught him how!</li>
<li>puts buckets, baskets and laundry hampers on his head (he used to hate putting things on his head). He also loves to put his blanket over his head and run through the house to us.</li>
<li>plays the piano -- He climbs up onto the piano bench, sits down and plays, and occasionally reaches up to the hymnbook to turn the pages, then sits down to play a different song</li>
<li>answers the front door</li>
<li>knocks on doors</li>
<li>loves books -- with flaps, buttons or just pages!</li>
<li>food -- loves grapes, hot dogs, cheese, milk, chips and dip, bread, pizza, fries and ketchup, fruit snacks, Eegee's, popcorn</li>
<li>loves to climb on the playground and slide down the slides</li>
<li>loves to climb up stairs</li>
<li>he can say how old he is -- when we ask he holds up one finger to say "one"</li>
<li>dances to the intro music of shows we watch</li>
<li>loves to give high fives, pounds, and kisses -- if one person asks for one he usually will want to give one to the rest of the people around</li>
<li>gives kisses to stuffed animals, and sometimes animals in books </li>
<li>loves exit signs, stop signs, the Arizona A, Arizona wildcat symbol, Steelers logo -- he can see and recognize them anywhere!</li>
<li>knows and can point out clocks</li>
<li>points out the moon</li>
<li>likes Batman -- sings the theme song and can point out the logo</li>
<li>likes to play daddy's guitars -- they are both set up in one room in two corners and he goes from one corner to the other and plays them back and forth</li>
<li>still LOVES balls</li>
<li>and still LOVES balloons</li>
<li>loves to see pictures of mommy and daddy </li>
<li>points out pictures of his aunties and uncles</li>
<li>loves to sit on the couch (he climbs up of course)</li>
<li>pretends to talk on the phone -- holds it up to his ear</li>
<li>he likes to point to things and have us tell him what it is -- pop-up toy with 5 animals, sport decorations in his room (basketball, football, soccer, baseball - in that order), stacker toy colors of each piece</li>
<li>singing songs -- he loves to sing and do the actions to Popcorn Popping, Give Said the Little Stream, Book of Mormon Stories, The Wise Man and the Foolish Man</li>
<li>likes to open and smell scented fragrance wax</li>
<li>loves to play the "smell my feet" game -- he sticks his foot in the air or toward our face and scrunches his nose and sniffs as if to tell us to smell his foot. he giggles at our reaction of his feet being smelly! After a bath we do an excited "oo!" like his feet smell good, and he still loves it</li>
<li>likes playing hide and seek! -- when we ask where his hands are he hides them and then reveals them (he's good at that especially during diaper changes), when we ask were Eli is he covers his eyes with his hands and then uncovers them, and he likes to play "hide Huggy Bear" where we tell him to wait in his room and we hide Huggy Bear and he comes out and finds him!</li>
<li>loves swimming and bath time!</li>
<li>wears size 18 month shirts but 18m size pants are way too long, 12-18m pants fit, but he can wear 18m or 24m shorts!</li>
<li>finally drinks milk from a cup instead of having to use a bottle (took a painful day or two, but he's fine with it now!)</li>
<li>still sleeping through the night and takes a long nap in the middle of the day (usually about 2 but sometimes 3 hours!)</li>
<li>plastic surgeon says everything with the growth of his head is progressing fine and looking great! he's still got lots of growing to do and no sign of needing any more fixing (next follow-up in 6 months)</li>
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-60149520429076120112014-06-24T23:31:00.000-06:002014-06-25T01:03:39.196-06:00Personal Trial: Leg Sores (Recovery)Well it's been about 3 and a half weeks of recovery, since I went to and left the hospital. The first two weeks were a little rough. The leg part wasn't too bad but my left ankle swelled up more since the hospital. It was pretty painful. I had to keep my feet up to keep the pain at bay. When I had to put them down to crutch to the bathroom or something I would have to sit on the edge of the bed for at least a half an hour to allow my blood circulation to run its course so the pain in my foot wouldn't be bad enough to where I could stand keeping it down for a crutch to the bathroom and back. Finally after some new meds and elevation and ice the swelling went down and the pain eventually went away. I missed two Sundays from church and I was so sad to be away from Primary for that long (I teach/do music with Primary kids ages 3-11 at church each week). It was a long two weeks. I felt so useless as all I could do was sit in bed or on the couch or sleep (which I needed for recovery, but still). Adam has been such a sweetheart taking care of everything Eli needs and me.<br />
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After the swelling went down I found four small purple bumps around my ankle. "Nooooooo!" I called the dermatologist about it and I went in for them to see it and they told me to be careful and put my prescription ointment on it. Well, the next day, wha-da-ya-know, I bumped it and it blistered. It was different than the ones on my legs though. It never popped, per say, but it ended up sort of slowly leaking out and left behind excess skin, which is now starting to peel off. It's still healing but looks as though it will be a lot easier to manage than my legs (hooray!).<br />
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The ankle progression:<br />
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Monday, June 2</div>
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Saturday, June 7</div>
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Tuesday, June 10</div>
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Friday, June 13 - morning</div>
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Friday, June 13 - evening</div>
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Saturday, June 14</div>
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Sunday, June 15</div>
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So that's the ankle spiel. As far as the legs, the dermatologists prescribed me some steroidal ointment to apply to the wounds twice a day along with some oral steroids in the form of Prednisone (boooo) as a joint decision with my GI doc. I'm taking like 12 pills a day right now, boo. In the name of health.... My Ulerative Colitis is finally getting under control, and the leg wounds are looking better. They are trying to scab but the docs don't want them to. When all this is done I'm going to have some nice scars. I'm sure they would scar worse if they scabbed. This is still going to take a long while to heal completely. I go in tomorrow morning to see the dermatologists for another check up. I'll be seeing them every few weeks for a while I guess. In the mean time I'm taking lots of pills, cleaning my wounds once a day with water and ivory soap, changing the bandages twice a day, and being careful not to injure them further as that could make them worse. And no soaking in water, which means no swimming. :( What a way to spend a hot summer in AZ! But I'm happy to be walking. :)<br />
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-65606847237399778882014-06-05T23:59:00.001-06:002014-06-05T23:59:50.928-06:00Personal Trial: Leg Sores (Hospital Stay)<div>
In the Oro Valley ER Friday night we were visited by two doctors, neither of whom had seen this kind of condition before. The nurses did some tests (including blood work -- time #2) and the doctors must have done some research because he came back after a while and told me the diagnosis was Pyoderma Gangrenosum, a condition that had evolved from the Erythema Nodosum I was almost finished recovering from. Ultimately the doctor sent me over to the University Medical Center since they have a dermatologist team there. After a long time of waiting for them to get everything straightened out (paperwork, a room, etc.) we finally headed to UMC around 11pm.<br />
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We got checked in at UMC, answered lots of questions, they did some more tests... The doctor wanted to clean the wounds and I cried, mostly from the anticipation of excruciating pain (also, he had just made me do the lay/sit/stand blood pressure check -- standing on my legs made them hurt already -- hello?!?). He assured me that it wouldn't hurt, but he let me pour the saline on the first wound. It didn't help that I wasn't so trusting of the doctors since the first one at the Oro Valley ER basically stuck his finger in my wound! It hurt so bad, what the heck!! Anyway. It didn't hurt very much at all as they cleaned out the wounds, but I still was not happy with them. The doctor went over the diagnosis of Pyoderma Gangrenosum again and told me that I would be visited by the rest of the med team in the morning and also that he would call the on-call dermatologist around 8:30am the next morning to see if and when they might be able to come take a look at my leg wounds. He sounded unsure that a dermatologist would come in over the weekend since "there are no dermatology emergencies" (they kept saying that). He also thought the dermatologist may want to get a biopsy of the sores. The nurses and techs did more tests (including more blood work -- time #3), and finally just after 3am they all left us alone and we were able to go to sleep.<br />
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Everyone knows, however, that you can't get much sleep in hospitals. Saturday morning the nurse woke me up at 5:15am and told me she needed a urine sample, and they took my blood pressure then as well. Since my legs had been up for a while I needed help into the bathroom so she grabbed me a walker, that was nice to have for the remainder of our stay. Also, I loved all the railings in the bathroom! So nice.<br />
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Saturday was mostly a waiting game. Adam and I were able to take lots of short naps, and the nurse/tech would come by every once in a while, around 2 hours or so. 8:30am came and went and we hadn't heard anything about whether or not the doctor got ahold of the dermatologist. Around 9am the new med team for the day came in to pay me a visit. It was just like in the movies or TV shows as the head doctor and about 5 or 6 students all piled into my room, each one rubbing their hands with sanitizer, and surrounded my bed. The doctor said I would probably need more steroids to help with the healing, but that it was not infected even though there was redness around the wounds (my theory is that the redness was just from the leftover Erythema Nodosum -- there were no other signs of infection). He said that a dermatologist would need to do a biopsy to confirm the diagnosis, but he wasn't sure if they would come in to do it over the weekend or if I would need to wait until Monday. He also said that healing for this condition would take weeks or even months for a full recovery. The students looked at my legs, asked me a few questions, and then they left. At this point I still had no idea what the course of action was going to be once we left the hospital (or when we would even be able to leave).<br />
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We never did hear from anyone whether or not a dermatologist was going to come in that day to see me; they never even told us if anyone had been reached. A little frustrating, but it ended up working out OK so no big deal. Sometime after 2pm a couple of doctors came into our room and announced that they were the dermatologists. HURRAY!!! That was a huge relief! They took a look at my wounds and confirmed that it was, as they suspected, a pretty obvious case of Pyoderma Gangrenosum. They said that they see it a lot (which was a nice change from every other doctor I saw that weekend that had never seen anything like it). They explained that any injury can make the condition worse so they advised me to be very careful as it heals, and also because of the ease of it worsening with injury they said that they did not want to do a biopsy. They did, however, want to do a culture swab of the wounds. This was one of the first things that the Oro Valley ER doctor did, when he hurt me!, so I told them that the doctor at OV did one and that we brought a whole package of info with us when we came to this hospital and that maybe that info was in there. FINALLY someone agreed that they didn't have to "do their own" stupid tests and they checked the paperwork and thankfully that was enough. The dermatologists explained again that healing would take some time, several weeks at least. (No more dance for me for a while.) And they said I will have some "nice" scars as a result of this. They gave me course of care which was to clean the wounds each morning with running water and ivory soap, apply a steroidal ointment once in the morning and once at night, and apply an antibiotic ointment once in the middle of the day. I was scheduled for a follow-up appointment the follow up Wednesday, when we would see if the course of care would remain the same or change depending on how my wounds were doing.<br />
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We spent the next few hours waiting for paperwork and prescriptions and finally I was wheeled out of there around 5:45pm. Whew! What a beginning to a weekend.<br />
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A condition like this sure is not ideal. Especially with a husband and a son to take care of. But it could be much worse. I still feel very blessed. Not only are we surrounded in proximity of miles and airwaves by so many loving and supportive family members and friends, but we are full of peace because of the love of our Savior, Jesus Christ. Because He suffered for and bore the trial of all our sins, pains, afflictions, infirmities, and weaknesses, my joy is full because I know that life is still good and that this isn't the end result. Because He died and rose again, I know I will too, and that my body will one day be free from all these bodily ills and imperfections. And what a great blessing that my loving Heavenly Father has given me a body in the first place!<br />
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-31553705061452304512014-06-04T00:01:00.002-06:002014-06-04T00:01:39.980-06:00Personal Trial: Leg Sores (Back Story)It all started in 2004 when I was diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis, an intestinal disease that causes ulcers in the colon. This condition also weakens the immune system since it distracts it into fighting one's own body instead of other real threats. Since I was diagnosed I've mostly been in remission but have had a few flare ups over the years. Some time last year I was bad and stopped taking my medication for no good reason, just got out of the habit and didn't get back in. Needless to say it caused a flare up of the UC. Since the beginning of the year, however, I've been very diligent in taking my daily medicine, although this did not get my condition back into remission. I finally went to see my doctor (I was embarrassed that I had stopped taking my meds and caused this flare up, which is also a bad reason) and started taking more meds to help get the UC under control.<br />
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A few weeks ago I developed something called Erythema Nodosum, a condition on my lower legs that involves warm, red, tender bumps or nodules under the skin, which can make it become pretty painful to walk. One of the ways it is brought about is by some other autoimmune condition -- like UC. I have had a case of EN a few times before so I knew what was happening and was taking steroids to help get rid of it. It was going away and all was fine until...</div>
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Last Sunday (May 25) I noticed I was developing some sores on top of the healing EN. They were becoming increasingly painful. They looked like blisters and were mostly light in color and I could see dark spots that looked like blood was hanging out there. I had three -- one small one the size of a dime on my left leg, and on my right leg another small one the size of a dime along with a very large one the size of a quarter. I was getting desperate and thought they needed to pop or something. Wednesday late morning as I was walking into the kitchen I felt something liquid-feeling on my leg. I looked down and the small sore on my right leg had popped all on its own. I dabbed it with tissue until all the stuff came out, which was more than I expected. The blood was dark red and it looked sort of creamy like there was puss mixed in as well, and it was really goopy, not runny. An hour or less later as I sat on the couch, I moved my leg and the huge one the size of a quarter started draining. I helped all the stuff out, which was A LOT -- it took a few minutes. My leg was feeling better already! The sore on my left leg opened and drained as well. The drained and open sores kept bleeding though, which was a little concerning. I just thought it would take a little time for them to clot or something and I would be on my way to recovery. I covered them up with what we had on hand at home (a cut up diaper and ace bandages) and went to a meeting that night, and then re-bandaged them and went to bed.</div>
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I actually waited around all day Thursday because I don't have a primary care doctor and I don't like the doctor who is usually in the Quick Care. So I wanted to wait until Friday to go in to see the doctor I like. On Thursday when I changed the bandage to real gauze, an off brand of neosporin, and medical tape I noticed the sores were literally holes in my legs. There were two where the large sore was and one where the small one was. I didn't think much of it, covered them, and went on with the day. Except that this is when the new pain started. We didn't have crutches or anything so that night I actually sat on the floor and scooted to the bathroom because it hurt too much to walk. :(</div>
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By the time Friday came around I was in more pain and had a really hard time walking. Like I said, I scooted on the floor when I needed to get somewhere. Adam had an appointment in the morning so he took Eli over to Grammy and Grandpa's and when he came back home he helped me get ready and we went off to the Quick Care. We got there at about 11:20am and finally got in to see the doctor around 1pm. I don't know what was going on back there, but there were only 2 or 3 people ahead of me. Anyway, I showed the doctor pictures I had taken on my phone and he actually looked at the small sore on my left leg. He had never seen something like this before, told me to get blood work done, prescribed me some pain medication, and told me to see a dermatologist to have them check it out and get it biopsied. So we got the blood work done and went home. I made an appointment with a dermatologist for Tuesday. Then I finally took off the bandage on my right leg to change it, as it was obvious that it had bled quite a bit underneath. What I found was a surprise -- there were now 3 holes instead of two where the large blister was. I thought that was odd and took a picture of it, something I had been doing as this was progressing, and actually posted this one on Facebook. I was curious to see what any medical people would have to say about it. The overwhelming response from loving and concerned family and friends was to go to Urgent Care or the ER -- right now!</div>
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We packed Eli back up and took him back over to Grammy and Grandpa's and headed over to the Oro Valley Hospital ER (my brother said there is hardly ever a wait in that ER -- and he was right!). We arrived at 6:30pm. We walked up and walked in.<br />
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<b>1 day before drainage (27th)</b></div>
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<b>Morning of drainage (28th)</b></div>
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<b>Right after drainage (28th)</b></div>
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Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-17462118192284603962014-02-01T16:18:00.000-07:002014-02-06T16:24:26.028-07:0013 Months Old: EliEli is growing up so fast! He's so much fun. He's a little tyrant though, he gets into EVERYthing! Here's a little but about 13-month-old Eli:<br />
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We've finally baby-proofed our kitchen cabinets, so the kitchen is relatively safe for him (and sane for us). He loves going in there and looking at himself in the reflection of the oven, and running around the dining table. He is a master at walking! And even runs on occasion, when he's really excited about something. He throws just about everything. And wants to play with everything he sees us using. He's not saying words yet, though I think he's really close. He tries to say things like "train" and "light" but doesn't really have interest in saying much else, that we know of. He LOVES going outside! He practically begs us to take him out, every day! He still loves opening and closing things, like my laptop and every door that exists, the mailbox, and the toilet if I'd let him. He has this stacker toy he's learned how to use really well! And he can press buttons on things, even little ones. He knows the remotes control the TV and has started pointing them at it. And he dances when we sing. I think he likes clocks and wants to play with them. Even though he's not talking yet he makes the cutest sounds. I love listening to him. He loves stop signs! He sees them across the street and points to them because he wants us to take him to go see it up close. He knows the sign for "train" and stops what he's doing when he hears one and does the sign! He's doing so great in his swim class. He enjoys it. And the teacher always compliments him on how smooth he goes under water! He loves playing with normal sized soccer balls. Usually he picks it up and throws it (not very far) or will push it with his hands, but sometimes he kicks it and it's really cute! He's down to one nap, and has been for a few weeks now. He was ready for a little while before that even. It's been nice though, now we don't have to live our lives revolved around his naps. I can actually get things done, that is if I need to go somewhere. Getting things done around the house is an entirely different story!Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-46795179497032859122014-01-30T14:51:00.000-07:002014-02-06T14:52:15.788-07:00Mom Advice: Homemade Hospital GownSomething I wanted to do before Eli was born but didn't get around to (and sort of put off since I'm a very novice seamstress) was make a homemade hospital gown for my stay at the hospital when I gave birth. I found the idea on Pinterest from this blog post:<br />
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Since I didn't have a cute homemade hospital gown I just wore the standard ugly ones. I felt not beautiful and constantly worried about being exposed if I were to get up. This worry was even a main factor in my decision to not go see my new baby through the window of the nursery, something I had looked forward to for so long! I should really be more assertive and not worry so much, but alas, that is what happened. It helps to know that when Adam did go see Eli in the nursery he was being held or tended to or something by one of the nurses. But still. Even more reason so make and wear my own cute hospital gown next time! And I will be able to practice putting it on so I know how it works and not be left to wonder about those annoying gowns provided by the hospital!Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-26660846798626414442014-01-29T14:25:00.000-07:002014-02-06T14:26:03.994-07:00Mom Advice: Hospital Tour<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3BxbwG1pwGo438kK27KjUonVxnHo4yOz-aJx8JfYNDPCccwttc-m-sFEiZ_xIkKqBSZ-syU3MCF0YmHmBcVkeMUyJGG9OAG92hD9AstzVsDz3gELHNzu-JWCNT_l0uKWdmk9Dxv4ALkM3/s1600/foto-hospital.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3BxbwG1pwGo438kK27KjUonVxnHo4yOz-aJx8JfYNDPCccwttc-m-sFEiZ_xIkKqBSZ-syU3MCF0YmHmBcVkeMUyJGG9OAG92hD9AstzVsDz3gELHNzu-JWCNT_l0uKWdmk9Dxv4ALkM3/s1600/foto-hospital.jpg" height="240" width="320" /></a>When I was pregnant I knew taking a hospital tour was on my long to-do list to get ready for the big birth-day. However, our little boy was due right after the holidays, and so spare time leading up to the due date was pretty small. And the hospital we would deliver at was across town, about 45 minutes away. And what did I need a tour for, all we needed to know was where it was and which entrance to go to and what our rooms would look like, right? So the hospital tour was cut from the list. And unfortunately, I wish I had taken it.<br />
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Not only would it have been nice to get the view and know where things were (for others' sake as well, like where the cafeteria was from our room), but I would have learned that the room had a shower in it, and most importantly that there would be a photographer who would come to our room and take FREE pictures of our little newborn, and we could view and purchase the pictures at a later time. I WISH I had known that, so I could have packed my bag a little better so I could have looked and felt better and that I had taken those pictures. I should have done it anyway, even though I hadn't showered the whole time I was there.<br />
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Well, these are things you learn along the way I guess! It's safe to say I'll know better for next time. I'll be touring hospitals from now on, even if I've delivered there before.Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8085473432169060699.post-43937954790671334072014-01-27T14:14:00.000-07:002014-02-06T14:14:32.165-07:00Mom Advice: Muslin Blankets<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Eli was born in the winter, so naturally for gifts we were given wintery type blankets. Well in southern AZ it gets hot fast, and is hot most of the year. So when temperatures started rising I started worrying about my little bundle of joy, because he needed to be wrapped up for bed but his little infant wrap didn't fit him anymore and the blankets we had would make him too hot. I saw a friend who had these Aden + Anais brand muslin swaddle wrap blankets. They were BIG (which was another problem I was having... finding blankets that were big enough) and breathable -- perfect even for our hot summers! I fell in love. I love these blankets. And as Eli has gotten older and doesn't need to be swaddled anymore, we still use these blankets during nap and bed times as a sort of signal that it's time to sleep. They are functional and cute. We love them! A+ for these great blankets.Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451063808722585942noreply@blogger.com0