Since I have been blessed with two colicky babies, I am very grateful to also be blessed with an effective (albeit temporary) solution to colic.
When Emily was about four months old, a friend lent me a Baby Einstein DVD. I told her that I wasn't going to set a baby in front of the TV. She urged me to give it a try and assured me it wouldn't turn my child into a vegetable. That night, I went home and guiltily put the DVD in the player. For the first time I was able to just sit with Emily on my lap and have her not scream. The next day I bought the (then) complete Baby Einstein DVD set from Ebay. I limited her to two Baby Einsteins per day and relished my two twenty-minute silent periods.
I don't use it every day with Jane because she isn't quite on the same playing field Emily was. But today she was screaming that scream all day long that made me expect her eyes to glow red and for her to utter a phrase in a demonic language. Finally, this afternoon, I dragged her exersaucer in front of the TV and popped in the panacea. The relief that came as she immediately quieted down and began to watch Baby Noah literally brought tears to my eyes. For the next twenty minutes, I emptied the dishwasher and cleaned up the kitchen while listening to the pleasant music that had so instantly soothed Jane.
I was so happy that I took a picture of her, silently watching, sucking her thumb, her puffy red eyes beginning to dry. As soon as I snapped the picture, I knew it looked familiar to me.
_____Emily, almost 5 months_____ Jane, almost 6 months______
And both times there was a happy Mom behind the camera. Hurrah for Baby Einstein. Hurrah for twenty minutes of peace.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
You'll Be Blessed
This weekend, we finally blessed Jane. Yes, I know, she is now five months old. We wanted to wait until the weather was nice and it ended up being a great decision. All of my family was able to make it along with Chris' brother and sister-in-law. In addition to the great roads, waiting meant that we didn't have a tiny newborn in the house while we had company. Jane is now a full-fledged, fat cheeked, sleeping-through-the-night baby and that helped a lot when it came to hosting family.
The blessing was beautiful. I think our whole family cried as Jane was given the promise that she would exceed everyone's expectations of her. That means a great deal because I already expect that Jane will do wonderful things. She was also promised a keen mind and the ability to help others.
It was wonderful to see my family again. We hadn't all been together since Simon's birth 18 months ago. Here we all are in my backyard:
The blessing was beautiful. I think our whole family cried as Jane was given the promise that she would exceed everyone's expectations of her. That means a great deal because I already expect that Jane will do wonderful things. She was also promised a keen mind and the ability to help others.
It was wonderful to see my family again. We hadn't all been together since Simon's birth 18 months ago. Here we all are in my backyard:
Back Row Left to Right: Simon, Ami, Jacob, Grandma, Me, Jane, Chris, Emily, Dad, Mom, Virginia, Brian, Amity, Ryan
Front Row: Donovan and Sydney
I promise soon we will have some pictures of Jane in her beautiful dress. It was a wonderful day and I am grateful to everyone who came to be a part of baby Jane's special day.Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The Ballad of Jane
Since Jane's birth, our attitude has been to treat her like any other baby because she is like any other baby. Because of this, we seldom mention Jane's differences. However, I recently realized that much of our family and many of our closest friends are unaware of the details of why Jane's arm is the way it is and how it affects (or doesn't affect) her life. So I thought I would dedicate a blog post to a short explanation.
Two weeks before Christmas, Jane came into our lives amid worries about her heart. After she was born, it became clear that her heart was perfectly healthy. However, there was something else that we were not expecting. Jane was born without a left hand and the lower portion of her left forearm. After a thorough examination, several doctors concurred that Jane had either lost or never developed a left hand due to amniotic banding, a rare condition in which fibrous bands that were once part of the amniotic sac entrap a portion of the baby's body. The presence of these bands is not common and is not due to any factor either on the part of the baby or the part of the mother. It is a random occurrence that we have since learned causes many pregnancies to end in miscarriage. Because of this, we are grateful that Jane lost only a hand.
That is pretty much the extent of the information we have learned about why Jane doesn't have a left hand. We aren't interested in pursuing any more of the why because it doesn't matter. Here is what does matter: Despite her missing hand, Jane has been overwhelmingly normal and we are delighted to have her in our family. We don't make a big deal about her hand because we don't want it to define her. Although it will always be the first thing someone will notice about her, we hope that as people get to know her, they will forget about her hand as we do for long periods of time.
We are currently looking into starting physical therapy and want to keep Jane's options open when it comes to prosthetic devices. There are some amazing devices on the market such as the i-limb that we hope Jane will be able to use in the future if she wishes. However, if Jane decides she doesn't want a prosthetic hand, we will be completely accepting of that as well. Many parents of children with similar challenges have found children's prosthetics to impede, rather than encourage, development. For that reason, we will probably be holding off on prosthetics for a while. Although we may change our minds when we meet with the prosthetist for the first time next week.

For now, Jane is doing well using her left forearm as she would a hand. She grasps objects between her right hand and left forearm and she has started to hold objects in the crook of her left arm. In every other respect, she is just like any other child. She has learned to roll over and can sit for short periods, just as Emily could when she was Jane's age. Her lack of a hand has not slowed her development at all thus far. We do not consider Jane to be handicapped or a special needs child. She does not function much differently than any baby her age.
We know that Jane was sent to our family as a blessing to us as well as to her. She has already taught us that different can be wonderful and that Heavenly Father knows what He is doing. Although the doctors considered the loss of Jane's hand to be a "random" event we know that nothing is random in Heavenly Father's plan for us. We love Jane and know that our family would not be complete without her.
That is pretty much the extent of the information we have learned about why Jane doesn't have a left hand. We aren't interested in pursuing any more of the why because it doesn't matter. Here is what does matter: Despite her missing hand, Jane has been overwhelmingly normal and we are delighted to have her in our family. We don't make a big deal about her hand because we don't want it to define her. Although it will always be the first thing someone will notice about her, we hope that as people get to know her, they will forget about her hand as we do for long periods of time.
We are currently looking into starting physical therapy and want to keep Jane's options open when it comes to prosthetic devices. There are some amazing devices on the market such as the i-limb that we hope Jane will be able to use in the future if she wishes. However, if Jane decides she doesn't want a prosthetic hand, we will be completely accepting of that as well. Many parents of children with similar challenges have found children's prosthetics to impede, rather than encourage, development. For that reason, we will probably be holding off on prosthetics for a while. Although we may change our minds when we meet with the prosthetist for the first time next week.

For now, Jane is doing well using her left forearm as she would a hand. She grasps objects between her right hand and left forearm and she has started to hold objects in the crook of her left arm. In every other respect, she is just like any other child. She has learned to roll over and can sit for short periods, just as Emily could when she was Jane's age. Her lack of a hand has not slowed her development at all thus far. We do not consider Jane to be handicapped or a special needs child. She does not function much differently than any baby her age.
We know that Jane was sent to our family as a blessing to us as well as to her. She has already taught us that different can be wonderful and that Heavenly Father knows what He is doing. Although the doctors considered the loss of Jane's hand to be a "random" event we know that nothing is random in Heavenly Father's plan for us. We love Jane and know that our family would not be complete without her.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
If I had one wish then it would be... A happy happy birthday to you from me
It's official. I own a 3 year old. Most people get excited when they turn 16 because they can legally operate a car. But the big news around my house right now is 3. Because at 3 you can buy the toys with the little parts because the government says that you should have enough of a brain to not swallow the tiny parts. We'll see if that holds true.
Emily had a lovely birthday starting with the annual birthday zoo trip:

Then came the actual birthday and the birthday party.
Here's the cake:
She had a fun party with her friends and we discovered that all a 3 year old really wants out of a party is cake and balloons. Thank goodness we had plenty of both.

Emily also got her very own camera for her birthday. This is one of the better pictures. We deleted the ones of our feet and knees.
Even Jane got in on the birthday action. Her new highchair arrived (Emily trashed hers so badly that we decided to start from scratch when we realized that Emily's needed $70 in replacement parts.)
Jane doesn't eat any solids yet, but she loves sitting in it because she can get the lay of the land. Very useful for planning escape routes from Emily once she becomes mobile. And speaking of sitting... Jane sat by herself for the first time today. And I can't help but be just a little proud that did it two weeks earlier than Emily did.
Hurrah for Birthdays. And hurrah for me that I don't have to decorate another cake until Jane turns 1 in December.
Emily had a lovely birthday starting with the annual birthday zoo trip:
Then came the actual birthday and the birthday party.
Here's the cake:
She had a fun party with her friends and we discovered that all a 3 year old really wants out of a party is cake and balloons. Thank goodness we had plenty of both.
Emily also got her very own camera for her birthday. This is one of the better pictures. We deleted the ones of our feet and knees.

Even Jane got in on the birthday action. Her new highchair arrived (Emily trashed hers so badly that we decided to start from scratch when we realized that Emily's needed $70 in replacement parts.)
Jane doesn't eat any solids yet, but she loves sitting in it because she can get the lay of the land. Very useful for planning escape routes from Emily once she becomes mobile. And speaking of sitting... Jane sat by herself for the first time today. And I can't help but be just a little proud that did it two weeks earlier than Emily did.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
A Great Mother's Day
This year, I got a bit extravagant with my Mother's Day requests. At first I asked Chris to clean all the dead plant matter and weeds out of the front and back yard gardens. That sort of ballooned into this:
Before
After
Yes, that's right. Chris built me a nice little vegetable garden. I have had limited success with vegetables in the past, but this is the year I stop paying for cherry tomatoes. At least during August and the first half of September.
He also surprised me with roses yesterday and chocolates this morning. Not just any chocolates. Godiva chocolates. A 19 piece box. I cannot express in words how happy Godiva chocolates make me. It is almost indecent how much I enjoy them. For the next 19 days I will be a happy girl. Then I will go through withdrawals.
Emily helped Chris with the garden and then colored a picture of me that actually included arms and legs. And then today she told me that she would like to go live with her friend's mom. I'll be writing that one down for future guilt trips...
All in all, it was a pretty good day. Thanks, Chris for all your hard work. Thanks, Jane for not having a blowout. Thanks, Emily for not giving me reason to call poison control today. You guys made my Mother's Day great!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
An Exam, a Marriage and a Misnomer
Last week was interesting... to say the least. But it ended on a high note. Thursday, Chris left to take the P.E. exam in Casper. He took said exam on Friday while Jane made her first out of state trip to Brian (Chris' brother) and Virginia's wedding rehearsal in Fort Collins. Emily practiced her flower girl duties and Jane practiced being good.Chris got back late Friday night (If you ask him how he did on the exam, you will get a very non-committal answer) and we caught a few hours sleep before we had to get the girls and ourselves all prettied up and made a very snowy return trip to Fort Collins.
The wedding was beautiful but very, very cold.
Chris was a very dapper best man. (don't worry, folks - it's sparkling cider.)
Emily was outstanding as the flower girl. (Pictured here with the ringbearer moments before the wedding)
Brian and Virginia made a striking couple.
And Jane screamed so loudly and resolutely, you'd think she was being paid for it.
And that is why I have no pictures of the actual wedding. Jane and I had to watch the outdoor wedding from the windows of the bed and breakfast at the location.
Just for laughs: Here is the only existing picture of me at the wedding:
I told Chris I look like I'm about to kill someone and Chris responded with, "You always look like you're about to kill someone". Thus answering the question,"How long do you have to be married before you're totally honest with your spouse?" Answer: 8 years.
But, really, it was a great time. Emily was the life of the party, regaling the guests with her superior dancing techniques.
The cherry on top was this awesome sign I saw on the way into town. I am still laughing.
Congratulations, Brian and Virginia. May you have as happy and honest a marriage as Chris and I do.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Open Mouth... Insert Foot
I say stupid things. Lots and lots of stupid things. As a matter of fact, if anyone asked me if I had a special talent I would tell them that I am gifted with verbal slip-ups. Today I made one such slip-up and it got me to thinking about some of my more memorable ones.
My favorite is the Date Auction incident of my Freshman year. Those of you who heard this particular Freudian slip, may remember it. Unfortunately it is a story I can't repeat here because the subject of the slip is still unaware of it and you never know who's reading.
My most disastrous slip occurred when I was teaching the Easter sharing time in primary. One particularly mouthy little girl asked why we couldn't learn about Jesus and the Easter Bunny. I told her it was because Jesus was real and the Easter Bunny wasn't. I didn't realize I had said anything out of line until I saw all the little crestfallen faces. Before you think I'm a total jerk, keep in mind it was senior primary, meaning there was no one under 8 in the room.
This Easter, I was praying over breakfast. Emily wouldn't stop playing with the toy rabbit she had received in her basket. So I inadvertently prayed that the food would nourish and strengthen our bunnies. I'm pretty sure that prayer just got canceled out.
That brings me to today. I ran into a girl I knew in high school while we were at the park. She recognized me right away, but it took a minute for me to remember her. Finally, I said, "Oh. I know you. You married James Potter. I used to work with him". I went on to tell her about how I took the P.E. exam with James. We talked for a bit about our kids and then it was time for us to go home. I called Chris at lunch and told him I ran into James Potter's wife.
"You mean Jason?"
"No, James. I'm sure of it. She didn't correct me and I said his name several times".
Chris looks his name up on the roster of his coworkers, "No. It's Jason".
"I could have sworn it was James".
Then it hit me. It couldn't have been James Potter because James was married to Lily. He was also killed by Voldemort thirty years ago. At least I didn't call him Dobby.
My favorite is the Date Auction incident of my Freshman year. Those of you who heard this particular Freudian slip, may remember it. Unfortunately it is a story I can't repeat here because the subject of the slip is still unaware of it and you never know who's reading.
My most disastrous slip occurred when I was teaching the Easter sharing time in primary. One particularly mouthy little girl asked why we couldn't learn about Jesus and the Easter Bunny. I told her it was because Jesus was real and the Easter Bunny wasn't. I didn't realize I had said anything out of line until I saw all the little crestfallen faces. Before you think I'm a total jerk, keep in mind it was senior primary, meaning there was no one under 8 in the room.
This Easter, I was praying over breakfast. Emily wouldn't stop playing with the toy rabbit she had received in her basket. So I inadvertently prayed that the food would nourish and strengthen our bunnies. I'm pretty sure that prayer just got canceled out.
That brings me to today. I ran into a girl I knew in high school while we were at the park. She recognized me right away, but it took a minute for me to remember her. Finally, I said, "Oh. I know you. You married James Potter. I used to work with him". I went on to tell her about how I took the P.E. exam with James. We talked for a bit about our kids and then it was time for us to go home. I called Chris at lunch and told him I ran into James Potter's wife.
"You mean Jason?"
"No, James. I'm sure of it. She didn't correct me and I said his name several times".
Chris looks his name up on the roster of his coworkers, "No. It's Jason".
"I could have sworn it was James".
Then it hit me. It couldn't have been James Potter because James was married to Lily. He was also killed by Voldemort thirty years ago. At least I didn't call him Dobby.
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