tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43524139897791575662024-03-13T09:07:38.854-07:00The Spaulding FamilyLearning How to Live the SLO LifeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-62326059042312673562014-08-04T23:11:00.001-07:002014-08-04T23:11:32.688-07:00Iron Man Tony StarkJackson received an awesome gift in the mail today. It all started a couple of days ago when my mom discovered this year's supply of Halloween costumes at Costco. They had an Iron Man costume, and she snapped it up immediately. <div><br></div><div>The very next day, Jackson and Terry took a trip to Costco, and lo and behold, the Iron Man costume was at our location as well! Oh, how he wanted us to buy him the costume. I suggested that he call Grandma and tell her that he would like the costume for Christmas. </div><div><br></div><div>When the mail came today and he saw that he'd received a package from Grandma, he asked, "Is it my Iron Man costume?!!" So without further ado, here are some photos. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_3d4nM6h8TyHjCWqxkTRLKAZDttJ4IrAFn8_G-psasSsYH8IagE-uYUOtwdC6azFVcH47Jl26egRZs7KjTXHAQ77PEjo1GEc7AfK4neFTWJbrbkYj4Hi6lL17Tmn3BsP_6AaKuPOxg2w/s640/blogger-image--370032315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_3d4nM6h8TyHjCWqxkTRLKAZDttJ4IrAFn8_G-psasSsYH8IagE-uYUOtwdC6azFVcH47Jl26egRZs7KjTXHAQ77PEjo1GEc7AfK4neFTWJbrbkYj4Hi6lL17Tmn3BsP_6AaKuPOxg2w/s640/blogger-image--370032315.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiPUj8bean4M2nd26I5dQZpCMZcmovBwaEzd0l7jAiBDFmbOJh_0WU6ncQzROIRSQrFizQHAb4OYYsejbSNVyKqHRZuHhDXNT3Hi3WotP6SI8FKwmS0ekAnhPrsvbzjMw7N2u_sXe1mOk/s640/blogger-image--777981424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiPUj8bean4M2nd26I5dQZpCMZcmovBwaEzd0l7jAiBDFmbOJh_0WU6ncQzROIRSQrFizQHAb4OYYsejbSNVyKqHRZuHhDXNT3Hi3WotP6SI8FKwmS0ekAnhPrsvbzjMw7N2u_sXe1mOk/s640/blogger-image--777981424.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4CTB2hJwWeR46FZa-uaWpnsSE4e9BNZjP4N84aqB37mz-mwNplWpZ3Ac58_Wh5hxjj_7gZnR62nOhaFQ_ccI3I_wTPm1NyImS6tbYIAIi4E573RUz-zPUR4-fKDRoSF_t-kdqttkPuXg/s640/blogger-image--622929610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4CTB2hJwWeR46FZa-uaWpnsSE4e9BNZjP4N84aqB37mz-mwNplWpZ3Ac58_Wh5hxjj_7gZnR62nOhaFQ_ccI3I_wTPm1NyImS6tbYIAIi4E573RUz-zPUR4-fKDRoSF_t-kdqttkPuXg/s640/blogger-image--622929610.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43o88AuiQa94twn3jZgEAV0ESBAdhJNNbC_LBHcHHrg4xeM8ofxcTmmsA7dezdbxM-m8n1tNUJTFsupm8Du_wyiE9XDKyNYhla3Luyc_jYfkdjjOUh-VIiUWptqHMud_p8coqZQ_QzMs/s640/blogger-image-974093026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43o88AuiQa94twn3jZgEAV0ESBAdhJNNbC_LBHcHHrg4xeM8ofxcTmmsA7dezdbxM-m8n1tNUJTFsupm8Du_wyiE9XDKyNYhla3Luyc_jYfkdjjOUh-VIiUWptqHMud_p8coqZQ_QzMs/s640/blogger-image-974093026.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHk5MChch9moYwTDtCRKo2hee8lyzgF92iGt5xCZUFbUSrXzHJ_4oPmSPwJpcITc6ID9PZatIpIaR3LxrdOWRgQZGeYwkU1LzrfWC8F1psNqVikIe55LfHoMqRRRZOOT3W4whkF_4YekE/s640/blogger-image--859882472.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHk5MChch9moYwTDtCRKo2hee8lyzgF92iGt5xCZUFbUSrXzHJ_4oPmSPwJpcITc6ID9PZatIpIaR3LxrdOWRgQZGeYwkU1LzrfWC8F1psNqVikIe55LfHoMqRRRZOOT3W4whkF_4YekE/s640/blogger-image--859882472.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBk4BbBM7OxXkzs3N5Ifm2aQwdgGP9V_t1eQYr8rMGFNcLkT3o4NumXljnAuMP7z1mGGe-YynTqHeP30za4S54TYKKdKgW3gRjysMHAAEaDUBobPgF4dmASfx6mJ1t-8pWe94YuI-YFTQ/s640/blogger-image--1411613704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBk4BbBM7OxXkzs3N5Ifm2aQwdgGP9V_t1eQYr8rMGFNcLkT3o4NumXljnAuMP7z1mGGe-YynTqHeP30za4S54TYKKdKgW3gRjysMHAAEaDUBobPgF4dmASfx6mJ1t-8pWe94YuI-YFTQ/s640/blogger-image--1411613704.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Oh, and the Arc Reactor?? It glows in the dark. You know how we know this? Because he's currently wearing the costume (minus gloves and helmet) in bed. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Thanks, Grandma. You sure know your grandboy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">P.S. Jackson has also asked that Grandma supply Daddy with his own Iron Man Costume so that they can match. </div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-40263901714742588202014-07-07T12:27:00.001-07:002014-07-07T12:30:27.957-07:00The 4th of July, Spaulding Style!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv4oFxDUayGnmhkEbPhqL90MhXPZKuEwu4_IiT0eW6QJtoKNun7JYfmRosO6c_CtwgrWHgjEzNU_jCzsz8fzqn8g7QIjrEqXz0qr6Y1MSQEcdrVd-GHjZKbE4aRNMYTSqlwwoKH0tA7rU/s640/blogger-image--358374754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguczDsAeEquC-6qUV3RnYWbYppy5IDV66zVZ8K2Z-IXQBHIPK3hsWgnrA-h2aGxroEUKROQhVDArdOeMJOzWFCCObVTWqT3R8pelH9QNn1T9M3INBh4IG-b9bly3RWLO4Bnduojm40UZo/s640/blogger-image-1543661099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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My parents were in town for Lilly's 1st birthday (how in the world is my baby </span><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">one year old</i><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> already?!?), so we had them over for sloppy Joe's, deviled eggs, potato salad, and various sweet treats that may or may not have included real whipped cream. We sang some patriotic songs and waved glow sticks around, compliments of my parents. And then Jackson chewed open one of the glow sticks, sucked out the glowy goodness, and puked all over the floor. Apart from the vomit incident, a good time was had by all. God bless America! </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9dK2EGaRYd7fcL26ia4opW2QNyq7Sdu0xRQ8HBML5PefnTz9tY9SEqR7FQvVB7YpJNc41H0gUI__t4k1G5pKO3LT_znLDd9GU0eNSJU-Gf38R7v3ZrAMKsKFfBGUGe1xoVc6msJXvQds/s640/blogger-image--76025258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9dK2EGaRYd7fcL26ia4opW2QNyq7Sdu0xRQ8HBML5PefnTz9tY9SEqR7FQvVB7YpJNc41H0gUI__t4k1G5pKO3LT_znLDd9GU0eNSJU-Gf38R7v3ZrAMKsKFfBGUGe1xoVc6msJXvQds/s640/blogger-image--76025258.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg8WguBey9KPPXs-Us_m_D19XJrJ0X0CUCA0LSqGiVKywmjCq5FUE3e1KoSEGSsXncI4nMJ_gwZHKf3Xfk8Fp5kNPDzshHvzL-S4REfT5qilPVnwBAYaoRC4kY4dQP297QuL78JwQ5uKg/s640/blogger-image-1906474100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg8WguBey9KPPXs-Us_m_D19XJrJ0X0CUCA0LSqGiVKywmjCq5FUE3e1KoSEGSsXncI4nMJ_gwZHKf3Xfk8Fp5kNPDzshHvzL-S4REfT5qilPVnwBAYaoRC4kY4dQP297QuL78JwQ5uKg/s640/blogger-image-1906474100.jpg"></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-64843799424705724872014-06-14T00:07:00.000-07:002014-06-14T00:07:25.680-07:00Time is Speeding ByJust two minutes ago, this happened:<br />
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How is it possible that THIS is happening now???<br />
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How is my baby almost a year old already? It truly doesn't seem possible. I'm trying to savor every little moment to make it last just that much longer. I'm trying to burn each second into my sleep-deprived brain so that I can recall exactly what my kiddos little voices sound like or how their hair smells when they wake up from their naps.<br />
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I'm so thankful for these little ones. I thank God for the opportunity to be their mama every single day. These moments speed by, and I am so grateful that I get to be present during these sweet, sweet days of early childhood. <br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-69702197759441167452014-06-05T15:44:00.001-07:002014-06-05T15:44:53.242-07:00Thursday Goings On<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFtCuXCtbP4ztujj7BXSaQ0-W3k1_qTeNHSZ6W0zjdjW138YbKAMlFXM8Yux-EjymdKlMBNjm5O_2POKUhU5nRVAD1HrVy3N3gWXyTimTYBlG7EfDQ8sEB84JPCohIYPgvIy8kAMVoKRI/s640/blogger-image-112208443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFtCuXCtbP4ztujj7BXSaQ0-W3k1_qTeNHSZ6W0zjdjW138YbKAMlFXM8Yux-EjymdKlMBNjm5O_2POKUhU5nRVAD1HrVy3N3gWXyTimTYBlG7EfDQ8sEB84JPCohIYPgvIy8kAMVoKRI/s640/blogger-image-112208443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>I love this serious picture of my girl. Very rarely is she not smiling. But her big brown eyes are just so beautiful! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHGMA20X9Vajgwdo7TrF_D-YaWuyG6QJIWleHjdp_U59MMwQeRFPfIBveZn0ANRvYTK9AECpc1_3ExLTl_QJgaLrFME0OJjlubLM15Mph5zg1SdWYeOPWC9avkkPqlgV9zo83wTwBsR60/s640/blogger-image--504588705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHGMA20X9Vajgwdo7TrF_D-YaWuyG6QJIWleHjdp_U59MMwQeRFPfIBveZn0ANRvYTK9AECpc1_3ExLTl_QJgaLrFME0OJjlubLM15Mph5zg1SdWYeOPWC9avkkPqlgV9zo83wTwBsR60/s640/blogger-image--504588705.jpg"></a></div><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFtCuXCtbP4ztujj7BXSaQ0-W3k1_qTeNHSZ6W0zjdjW138YbKAMlFXM8Yux-EjymdKlMBNjm5O_2POKUhU5nRVAD1HrVy3N3gWXyTimTYBlG7EfDQ8sEB84JPCohIYPgvIy8kAMVoKRI/s640/blogger-image-112208443.jpg"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">A pre-nap story with my boy.</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-80469426823120171692014-06-04T14:53:00.001-07:002014-06-04T14:53:53.419-07:00Darth Vader Needs Sleep, TooYou can't tell that Jackson is dressed up as Darth Vader here since he's almost entirely covered up by Frankie the Real Love Blankie (yep, the blanket has a name. And yep again--the boy came up with it all on his own). Literally <i>one minute</i> before this picture was taken, Darth was telling me that since he is a grown up, he no longer needed naps. But even grown up super villains need to rest every now and then. <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEievj2ck7QHaDJiCuxmI-L_bwKkuKr8sIat-BI2hutV7dUkCwuHHdzZtYfTi3bgKpNyOlKZ4u4RvDjdbABERdUtVxRZcwWRbjOOG8F4TshjoXcFOadENPBWugR9uXT_LX0IN-h9ibkLCKU/s640/blogger-image--1740910936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEievj2ck7QHaDJiCuxmI-L_bwKkuKr8sIat-BI2hutV7dUkCwuHHdzZtYfTi3bgKpNyOlKZ4u4RvDjdbABERdUtVxRZcwWRbjOOG8F4TshjoXcFOadENPBWugR9uXT_LX0IN-h9ibkLCKU/s640/blogger-image--1740910936.jpg"></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0San Luis Obispo San Luis Obispo35.255723 -120.6674tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-8751413654772562362014-06-04T00:39:00.000-07:002014-06-04T00:39:31.652-07:00So it's been a while...I think the last time I wrote, Jackson was only a year old. Our big boy is now three years old and has added a new title to his resume: big brother.<br />
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Lilly Jo was born on June 25th, 2013 and was full-term (praise God!!). She LOUDLY announced her entrance into the world. As I was wheeled down to the recovery room, I asked the nurses if the blood-curdling screams coming from the next room were from my child. They just laughed at me.<br />
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Jackson and Lilly adore each other. He is a sweet, thoughtful, loving big brother. He calls her "My baby."<br />
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My heart pretty much explodes when I see pictures of the two of them being adorable together.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Where has the time gone? He's so big!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My handsome guy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The tongue. Yep. It's out most of the time these days.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Hey Mama! Want to see my silly face?"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Look at that, Mama! Isn't that so silly?"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pure Joy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More pure joy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My beautiful girl</td></tr>
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I'll write more later. Life is very different since I last wrote, but it's wonderful and chaotic and miraculous every day. I'm so grateful to God that these two amazing kids call me Mama. <br />
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<i>All photos, unless otherwise indicated, are by Kate Noah </i><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-7365206517478760492012-04-16T21:48:00.000-07:002012-04-16T21:55:47.170-07:00Adventures in AprilOn Easter Sunday, our family traveled 6 hours north to Kirkwood, CA for 5 days of fun in the snow. Not only were the in-laws there, but Brian, Ariana and family were there! We worked the vacation schedule in such a way that we didn't even have to close the store! While overlapping our time there wasn't ideal for a family vacation, we all got to spend 3 days together for some good relaxation.<br />
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The first few days we were there, we didn't get any snow. It had dumped a foot the weekend prior to our arrival, so we were still able to ski and sled and pelt each other with snowballs. Jackson even got a turn on the sled! He was not a huge fan, and cried the whole way down with Terry. I decided to give it a go once they trudged back up the hill, but when I hurled myself down, Jackson was even more upset than when he had his turn! Poor little guy--the snow was a bit overwhelming for him. He didn't mind the cold, but definitely didn't want to be put down while we were outside.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the few times he allowed us to put him down in the snow.</td></tr>
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He warmed up to it a bit, as you can tell, but was happiest when we were holding him so that he could enjoy the beauty of the snow from a distance.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My handsome boys!</td></tr>
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He really does enjoy the outdoors; he doesn't even mind the cold! I'm hoping that his appreciation of nature will remain a constant in his life. California has so many beautiful things to see and do outside!<br />
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Our hotel room looked out directly onto one of the 3 ski lifts. All we had to do was leave our hotel room and walk about 40 feet up a hill to the lift in order to ski! We were spoiled! The view was incredible--even more so when the snow was falling. It was almost like being back in the Alps! The elevation at Kirkwood is 8,000 feet. Something tells me the Alps are probably taller, but the beauty was similar.<br />
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On Tuesday night, the snow began to fall. And it continued to snow for three whole days! It was beautiful, and since no one in California expects snow in April, we had the mountains to ourselves! I really miss the snow, but it was a whole new experience with a child. I don't envy my friends from colder climates who have to ready multiple children for below freezing weather. It definitely takes some getting used to.. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson really enjoyed watching the snow fall. </td></tr>
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And now for some beautiful scenery shots!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Terry and Jackson, looking at the sledding area.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Directly outside of our hotel room! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of three lifts within about 50 feet of our hotel room.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our hotel building and its surrounding beauty.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not too thrilled about being on the saucer. This didn't last long!</td></tr>
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We had such a great time, and we can't wait to go back next year! Terry grew up skiing at Kirkwood, and I hope Jackson has the same opportunity. It's such a beautiful area--I wouldn't even mind going up there in warmer weather--it's gorgeous!<br />
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Here are a few pictures from this evening. My big boy is growing up too quickly! His favorite food right now is cubed tofu. I don't even have to cook it: he eats the stuff as is. I am thankful to have such a good eater.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shortly after receiving his dinner. Notice the clean table, the apron, and the mostly clean face.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Now he's really getting into it. You can't see it here, but there's a large pile of strawberries in his lap.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Signing "More!" He is rather emphatic.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shortly before the plate ended up on the ground, and about 5 minutes before bath time happened. </td></tr>
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Happy April, everyone. We hope you had a blessed Easter with your loved ones. We sure did! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the many expressions of Jackson.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such a sweet, happy boy. He brings us so much joy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sink bath. His foot looks HUGE!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson's 1st exposure to snow.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">4 teeth! We now have 8, but he's teething as we speak.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson loves his Yeh-Yeh. The feelings are mutual, as you can tell.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">How cute is my boy????!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This picture cracks me up!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This series of pictures is the sweetest. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Landen is so gentle and sweet to Jackson. I am so thankful he has such a great big cousin!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh my goodness! My heart just turned to mush!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Corrina, teaching Jackson the finer points of guitar playing.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No one can make my boy laugh like his cousins.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Monday night dinner at GG's house.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Time for bed!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A boy ready for his food!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother was wonderful enough to take some family photos for us.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I adore this one of Jackson and Terry. So sweet!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The SLO Christmas Parade. Someone forgot her jacket!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Prime spots, right in front of EcoBambino! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy boy with his daddy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The EcoBambino Christmas party. Corrina loves her baby cousin.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The ladies of EcoBambino.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ariana's mom Terri and my happy boy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tired boy and a tired mama.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't think we'll be able to do this next year.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Best Christmas gifts ever. </td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-89122837522936583032012-04-01T22:57:00.000-07:002012-04-01T22:59:42.236-07:00As Promised<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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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our November trip to Disneyland. Jackson got to meet Mickey!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson is quite the accomplished pilot.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson had to try on some Mickey ears. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We are an ERGObaby family. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Landen loves his baby cousin. Jackson is his "buddy."</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson waits patiently to ride on Dumbo.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Happiest Place on Earth!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Braving the pouring rain. Thankfully, it only rained the 1st day. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sweet little love.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Family Dumbo ride.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Terry with the kiddos.</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-73192576491431058082012-04-01T14:34:00.001-07:002012-04-01T14:34:38.306-07:00Sheepish GrinHello, everyone. It's been far too long since I've posted, and so much has happened. We now have a one year old boy who is days away from standing up on his own, can laugh like Jabba the Hut, and has 8 teeth.<br />
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I have lots of pictures to share. My wonderful Mother-in-Law created a beautiful gift for us for Jackson's first birthday--she gave us a binder full of discs of Jackson's first year in pictures. I have felt like a negligent parent in that aspect. Half the time I can't remember where I've put our camera, and I spend so much time apart from my sweet boy that I feel like the only time to photograph him is while he sleeps at night. So I am incredibly grateful for our discs full of pictures. My Mother-in-Law should be a professional organizer: the binder would make Martha Stewart weep with joy. I will be sharing some of its contents within the next few days.<br />
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I miss blogging. It gives me some much needed time to reflect over the days past and to focus on the fact that my sweet little boy is doing so well. I promise I will check back in soon to provide you with some pictorial updates.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-28629488263531827522011-10-23T22:33:00.000-07:002011-10-23T22:33:58.848-07:00OctoberThese past few months have been beyond busy. I'm back at the store full time and I have a new appreciation and awe for working moms around the world who are able to keep everything together without losing their minds.<br />
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I vacuumed up a Saint Bernard's worth of animal hair from my living room carpet this morning because it had probably been 3 weeks since I'd last laid a hand on my vacuum cleaner. That is a simply dreadful admission coming from someone who has 3 animals living in her house--three VERY HAIRY animals. But, all of the non-essentials to daily survival have fallen by the wayside. Vacuuming (and most other cleaning activities) have sadly been moved to the non-essential list. Making sure that my family has clean underwear--THAT is essential.<br />
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Here is a list of events that have been taking place in the Spaulding household as of late:<br />
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<li> Jackson got his first tooth! It looks like it's smack dab in the center of his bottom jaw and is only visible when he gives you a big, heart-melting smile. Tooth #2 should be making its debut shortly.</li>
<li>I have a twitch below my left eye. It's been there for what feels like weeks. I believe it plans on taking up permanent residence there. </li>
<li>Terry lost a fight with a large landscaping boulder and gouged his middle finger with gusto. I told him that it was God teaching his middle finger a lesson. He didn't think it was funny. </li>
<li>I bought a can of spray paint! Even though it's to use for a home improvement project, I still felt like a hooligan who was up to no good while I was walking out of Home Depot, spray paint can in tow. </li>
<li>I've eaten approximately 6 slices of pizza in the past week. That's just plain ol' inappropriate for a woman in her 30's. </li>
<li>The twitch in my left eye is more prominent due to the very deep, very dark bags below my eyes. I would like to sleep for 40 hours, please. </li>
<li>I have been out of coffee for 2 weeks. </li>
<li> I miss my boy all day, every day while I'm at work. My heart actually aches from missing him so much.</li>
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Here are a couple of pictures that I've taken over the past few days. I'm realizing that I'm not doing a great job documenting Jackson's early months in photos. I need to have my camera permanently attached to my hand. I feel like I miss so much of his life while I'm away from him every day, so I need to make a better effort to take photos while we're home during the evenings. Enjoy!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother Brian (Jackson has TWO Uncle Brian's) with Jackson</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In this series, I think he actually looks Asian!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sweet baby boy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My little love</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Practicing some of his vocal techniques</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This one makes me clench my teeth because he's so cute!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our sweet little Mel. Good girl, Mel. You're so patient!</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-48292980006543374012011-09-07T00:16:00.000-07:002011-09-07T00:16:49.158-07:00MotherhoodThere's something so refreshingly optimistic about pregnancy and childbirth--a new life with so much promise, the joy of watching a family grow and morph into a cohesive, functioning unit, the fun in witnessing a baby transform from "human slug" phase (as we liked to call it) into drooling, babbling, giggling toddler.<br />
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I received the usual questions from everyone while I was pregnant. "When are you due?" they'd ask. And upon answering, the barrage of questions, advice, and on more than one occasion, explicit birth narratives would begin.<br />
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"Is it a boy or a girl?"<br />
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"Do you have a name picked out?" <br />
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"Will you be trying for natural childbirth?"<br />
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"Will you use cloth diapers?"<br />
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"I breastfed my babies till they were 6. It's sooooo good for them. I can tell you think so, too." (Maybe they were confusing the look of wide-eyed shock as one of support and similar child rearing philosophies.)<br />
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"Will you be immunizing your child?"<br />
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"When I had my first, I was in labor for 27 hours and I kept pushing and pushing and there was just so much blood, and my husband passed out and....." (This is when I would find my happy place and just nod at the appropriate conversational cues, i.e. "You know??" and "Can you believe that I didn't die??!!?!?")<br />
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"Sleep now. For the love of all that is pure and holy--SLEEP WHILE YOU CAN." <br />
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I should have written them all down. Some of the things I heard bordered on the truly bizarre, but most of it was actually very thoughtful advice from experienced mothers and grandmothers. In general, what I took away from all of the advice I received is that on a basic level, everyone likes to share their pointers on surviving pregnancy and on making it through labor and delivery without medical intervention. But what is the compulsion that drives women (and sometimes men) to offer such candid advice to a complete stranger? I thought it fascinating that in such a private culture that generally has no interest or real concern for connecting with one's community, women from all walks of life were approaching me to offer their advice and wisdom. I felt such camaraderie for the women around me who had experienced pregnancy and childbirth. They knew something that I was only beginning to experience. I could sense on a very small level that I was in the process of entering a sacred sisterhood whether I was prepared for it or not.<br />
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I have always been on the more reserved side. I don't tend to initiate friendships, nor am I a starter of conversations. But something changed in me when I became a mother. I don't quite know how to explain it. In the past 6 months, I have accomplished more socially than in the previous 3 decades of my life: I make telephone calls, not just return them; I seek out friendships with mommies I admire; I invite people into my home, even when it hasn't been vacuumed and swept and mopped and scrubbed till shining; I offer my mommy opinions and advice to pregnant women who are complete strangers. I say things to them like, "SLEEP WHILE YOU CAN! And take a long, hot, 2 hour bath. And shave your legs as often as you'd like. Set your alarm clock for 2am, and then 2:20am, and then 4:15am, and then 5:07am, but relish the fact that you can turn it off, roll over, and sink back into a nice deep sleep." OK, maybe I don't say all of those things, but boy, I sure feel compelled to! I'm excited to be part of this vast community of women who have done something incredibly miraculous with their lives--they've dedicated themselves to raising their children. Their lives are no longer their own. Complete upheaval married with earth-shattering joy.<br />
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For some reason, I've always been hesitant to pursue friendships with other women. Perhaps it's due to a fear of being rejected because I wasn't "cool" or trendy enough, or because I didn't look a certain way. I think that most women can relate. But becoming a mom has helped to remove that fear by allowing me to see that we aren't so very different from one another. At the very heart of all things, mothers want their children to be safe, healthy, happy and to feel loved. I can approach any mother with the assumption that she holds those same basic desires for her child, and voila! A friendship has formed!! Glory! This wasn't nearly as difficult as I've made it out to be for so many years. <br />
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I have recently gained a small circle of mommy friends who are just <i>sooooo </i>much fun. We go on walks together with our babies, we sample San Luis Obispo's various ethnic restaurants, we compare stories and developmental milestones. There is encouragement, and there is quite a bit of laughter involved in every get-together. These ladies have become essential in the maintenance of my sanity and I look forward to seeing them every week. We're a rather eclectic combination of women, but we've been thrown together as sisters in this journey called Motherhood and I am so thankful to have them by my side to cheer me on. And I can admit to them that I haven't shaved my legs for 2 months, or that I consumed an entire jar of peanut butter in a week's time and that most of it went into my mouth via spoonfuls and NOT on a traditional pb&j. And you know what? There's no judgment--not until they behold my unshaven legs. But I'm saving that till we hit our next phase in friendship, because no one should be exposed to such an ungodly sight until I know they're in it for the long haul. <br />
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So all of you pregnant moms-to-be out there: watch out! I'm newly uninhibited and I have LOTS of advice to give. :) I promise to spare you all the gory details about my Cesarean Section and the catheter and what the nurses had to do to help me...never mind. I'll hold my tongue and stick to things like, "Bring your own pillow to the hospital, because the ones there are just <i>awful,</i>" and I'll reassure you that everything will turn out just fine and that you are strong enough to get through it. I'll tell you what I heard so many times, because it's the truth: your life will be changed forever, and it's simultaneously the hardest and most magical thing you'll ever experience.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-66573693446660239272011-09-02T23:27:00.000-07:002011-09-02T23:31:18.494-07:00Let Me Count The WaysLook at this boy!! Just look at how adorable this little grin is and how cute his eyes look when they squint together, pushed up by the chubbiness of his cheeks!<br />
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Just for the fun of it, here are the top 10 reasons I love my son. We're going David Letterman style on this one, so counting down from ten:<br />
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10: He's starting that droning/singing himself to sleep thing that both cracks me up and makes me want to eat his cheeks.<br />
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9: He can muster a smile for me, even when he's downright pissed off at everyone else in the world. It's good to be the mama!<br />
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8: His experimentation with a whole new set of vocal sounds--ranging from high-pitched raptor squeal to a surprisingly low laugh--fills my day with GREAT entertainment.<br />
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7: I love my son because he doesn't judge my horrible dancing skills. In fact, he loves me even more when I dance with him. He thinks I'm cool (for at least another 11 to 12 years).<br />
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6: He lets me kiss his cheeks, even when I have monster morning breath. Is it obvious yet that I am addicted to his cheeks? They are my drug of choice.<br />
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5: He's given me a whole new appreciation for 3am. Well....I still don't know if I can really say that I <i>appreciate </i>3am, but it certainly isn't as vile an hour when I'm with him.<br />
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4: He's given me the courage to face my fears--my fear of saliva, boogers, and poo explosions. <br />
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3: He's given me the freedom to live in the present for the first time since my own child hood. I've spent so much of my life looking forward to what the future holds, and now I am content to let time pass as slowly as possible so as to cherish every little second.<br />
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2: I have a whole new appreciation for my own parents because of him.<br />
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1: He made me a mommy.<br />
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The following pictures are just a smattering of photos taken over the past 6 months. They are in random order, but most of them are from the first month he was home from the hospital.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-31905944005078542892011-08-29T22:49:00.000-07:002011-08-29T22:49:10.859-07:00End of Summer Day DreamingI inherited a dying cyclamen from my sister-in-law shortly before Jackson was born. I revived it and kept it alive until I re-potted it a couple of weeks ago. I looked up what a cyclamen needs in order to thrive, and in 2 weeks time, it has started growing eight more leaves! I'm pretty proud of myself. And I feel like a crazy old gardening lady.<br />
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Someday I want to have a gigantic, beautifully landscaped garden. I will tend to it with my long white hair done up in a messy bun, wearing a wide-brimmed sunhat, a lavender button-up shirt, worn out faded blue jeans, and boat shoes like my grandma used to wear. I will have one of those gardening aprons with the different pockets for spade, gardening sheers, and the like. And Terry will watch from the comfort of our wrap-around porch on his rocking chair. He'll wrap on the wooden porch with his cane when he thinks I've made a mistake, or to tell the neighbor kid to get the heck off his lawn and can't they tell that his wife works hard to make it look a certain way??? And then he'll say, "Kid's these days...." and then his sentence will trail off into a long, contented, albeit grumpy snore.<br />
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<i><b>Cyclamen</b></i> (<small>US: </small><span class="IPA" title="Pronunciation in IPA"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:IPA_for_English" title="Wikipedia:IPA for English">/ˈsaɪkləmɛn/</a></span> <span class="IPA" title="English pronunciation respelling"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Pronunciation_respelling_key" title="Wikipedia:Pronunciation respelling key"><i><b><span style="font-variant: small-caps;">sy</span></b>-klə-men</i></a></span>, <small>UK: </small><span class="IPA" title="Pronunciation in IPA"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:IPA_for_English" title="Wikipedia:IPA for English">/ˈsɪkləmɛn/</a></span> <span class="IPA" title="English pronunciation respelling"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Pronunciation_respelling_key" title="Wikipedia:Pronunciation respelling key"><i><b><span style="font-variant: small-caps;">sik</span></b>-lə-men</i></a></span>) is a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genus" title="Genus">genus</a> of 23 <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Species" title="Species">species</a> of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perennial_plant" title="Perennial plant">perennials</a> growing from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuber" title="Tuber">tubers</a>, valued for their <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flower" title="Flower">flowers</a> with upswept <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petal" title="Petal">petals</a> and variably <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Variegation#Reflective" title="Variegation">patterned</a> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leaf" title="Leaf">leaves</a>. Cyclamen species are native from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Europe" title="Europe">Europe</a> and the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mediterranean_Sea" title="Mediterranean Sea">Mediterranean</a> region east to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iran" title="Iran">Iran</a>, with one species in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Somalia" title="Somalia">Somalia</a>.<br />
It was traditionally classified in the family <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Primulaceae" title="Primulaceae">Primulaceae</a> but recently has been reclassified in the family <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myrsinaceae" title="Myrsinaceae">Myrsinaceae</a>. (Wikipedia, August 29th, 2011). <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyclamen#cite_note-0"><span></span></a><br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-65654798577671759582011-08-11T20:27:00.000-07:002011-08-11T20:27:20.596-07:00July & August ActivitiesWe've been busy in the Spaulding household. I've been working from home now for a couple of months, which is both a blessing and a challenge. I've been able to work around Jackson's nap schedule with the help of my wonderful Mother-in-law, Nancy. Even though I'm back at work, Jackson and I still try to take walks on a regular basis and I am constantly amazed how many beautiful hiking trails exist on the Central Coast. <br />
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Jackson is now 5 and 1/2 months old, but developmentally, he's at a 3 and 1/2 month level due to being 2 months early. We're working on things like rolling over more consistently and on sitting up with the help of a Bumbo chair. Once he's able to sit a little more steadily, we'll be starting him on rice cereal!! How can it possibly be time for rice cereal already??<br />
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Terry's been busy at work and has been spending some of his free time on his new fishing boat. He's taken up fishing and has really been enjoying it. We're lucky to have 2 lakes within a relatively short distance from our place and Terry's already talking about the day he'll be able to take Jackson out on the boat with him. :)<br />
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Here are a few pictures from the lats week. Enjoy!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Cool! I can still suck on my hand in this thing!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"...but I can't stand up! NOOOOO!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Fine, mom. I'll pose, but I'm not happy about it."</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just a boy and his dog.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mel: "Do I get a treat for sitting here so nicely?" </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson: "My dog is HUGE!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson: "Fetch me my bottle." </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson will talk to anyone who gives him the time of day. Remind you of anyone?? :)</td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-16558623439255837952011-08-11T20:02:00.000-07:002011-08-11T20:02:36.657-07:00Trip To ArizonaJackson and I got a last minute opportunity to take a trip out to Arizona to see my parents. My sister was going to drive out for the memorial service of one of our high school teachers and she asked if we would be up for the trip. Kate graciously offered to drive us through the night so that it would be easier on Jackson. I'd been anxious to visit so that my parents could spend some time with their grandson--they hadn't seen him since he was 3 weeks old and have been patiently waiting for an opportunity to see him again.<br />
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While we were there, Jackson hit a major milestone: he rolled over from his back to his belly THREE TIMES! He hasn't done it since coming home, much to Terry's disappointment, but at least we know he can do it! <br />
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And speaking of Terry, we sure missed him while we were gone. He had to work while we were away. We're planning another visit next month, though, so he'll get to go with us next time. <br />
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We were able to spend 5 full days with my parents, which was wonderful. The trip was relaxing and Jackson did a GREAT job traveling. Here are a few pictures from our time in Arizona. Enjoy!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-27755144106140872352011-07-19T23:32:00.000-07:002011-07-19T23:32:35.349-07:00Summer TimeI know it's been a while, but here are a couple of pictures to show you how big our little guy is getting.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You have to be creative with swaddling when it's hot outside and you have no a/c!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Mommy, why do you ALWAYS shove that thing in my face??"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All smiles</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nap time in his swing</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Come play with me! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mel loves her baby</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's my nap time. Can you tell?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I would really like to eat that apple, but I don't have teeth. So sad!</td></tr>
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-16319768657271547002011-06-02T17:28:00.000-07:002011-06-02T17:28:22.289-07:00Jackson Shows Off His Range of EmotionThis boy has been smiling like crazy lately, which makes day-to-day life a lot of fun! Here are some of the cute expressions he's making these days. However, capturing a full fledged smile requires a quick, steady hand and I haven't quite mastered it yet. So I will keep trying so that I can showcase our little boy's excellent smiling skills. <br />
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We can't believe how big he's getting. Today he weighed in at 10lbs, 3oz, which means he has more than tripled his birth weight. Way to go, big guy!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-13780575946448368142011-05-30T22:00:00.000-07:002011-05-30T22:00:37.231-07:00Memorial Day WeekendWe spent the weekend at Terry's family's cabin in Lake Nacimiento with our friends the Koble's. We had a blast, and what's even better, the men did all the cooking! <br />
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This was the first time we've ventured out of the house for more than a few hours at a time. I never knew it could be so stressful packing for a baby! Such a tiny guy, but he requires so much luggage! He was a trooper, though, and all in all, the weekend was a success. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the 6 years I've spent at the cabin, I'd never seen the water so high. Ours is the first dock you see.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The screened in porch is perfect for hot summer nights. We haven't had any of those yet!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our little summer getaway</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Again, unusually high water levels!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Directly in front of our cabin is a playground that Jackson will just love someday.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mel's inaugural visit to the Lake. She is one wiped out pup!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She even got to ride shotgun on the way home! Lucky girl!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-61431204760951449002011-05-26T17:35:00.000-07:002011-05-26T17:35:50.310-07:00Action Jackson!<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Napping in his bassinet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I have been known to send pictures like this to my mom, declaring, "Look at how big and fat my son is!" Hey, when you've got a preemie, every ounce is a milestone worth celebrating!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> He frowns when he sleeps, just like his mommy. </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cute boy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of my friends calls this expression the "One-Eyed Jack." </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mommy & Jackson</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Teeeny little hand</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson & Daddy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Overalls were a gift from Lori & Dan Holland. Thanks, guys!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I can't stop taking pictures of this cute boy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is his "Milk is DELICIOUS" face.</td></tr>
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As most of you who will be reading this know, we've had one of those years that has been so busy and cram-packed full of noteworthy events, that it's miraculous that we're still standing. For those of you who don't know, let me give you a brief update to bring you up to speed. This will be rather bare-bones, so if any of you have questions, please feel free to ask. I like to answer questions, especially when they relate to my family.<br />
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On July 7th, 2010, Terry and I took the plunge and moved from Canoga Park, California to his hometown of San Luis Obispo, California. For those of you unfamiliar with the area, San Luis Obispo (known to locals as just "San Luis," or SLO) is located on the quiet, picturesque central coast of California and in my humble opinion, is the state's best kept little secret. We are located about 7 miles from the ocean, surrounded by rolling hills that are covered by some of the state's finest vineyards. Terry was lucky enough to grow up here, and we feel very blessed to be able to relocate to one of the state's most desirable areas during one of the Nation's most uncertain economic times.<br />
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</tbody></table>On the same day that we moved, we adopted a 4-week-old fur ball of a puppy--a Golden Retriever mutt named Melody, or Mel for short. She stole our hearts from the very moment we saw her. She is sweet and fiercely loyal, and thinks that Terry is the greatest thing to ever walk the Earth. I happen to agree with her on this matter. As energetic as she is cute, she has forced us out of our usual evening couch potato routine. Greeting every morning with gusto, she waits rather impatiently for us to come downstairs and play with her.<br />
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After talking and praying about moving out of the Los Angeles area for close to 5 years, and FINALLY feeling like God was giving us the green light, it was still difficult to actually pull the trigger. Giving up two stable jobs was an enormous test of faith. Terry left a nearly ten year career in Hollywood--where he was quite successful, to begin a career as a plumber. His family has owned and run Smee's Plumbing since the 1950's and has developed a faithful clientele and a sterling reputation for good honest work. I left behind a 2 year stint at California State University, Northridge's Admissions & Records office to open a children's retail store with my sister-in-law. We sell natural, eco-friendly children's products ranging from cloth diapers to wooden toys, and just about everything in between. We assumed that the biggest adjustment in moving to SLO would be the change in our careers. We were so wrong.<br />
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The month of August brought about change on an even grander scale. The 12 pregnancy tests that I took all told me the same thing: we were finally going to be parents! The doctors quickly confirmed what my multitude of positive pregnancy tests had said, and told me that our baby was due April 18th, 2011. We were thrilled and terrified, humbly grateful to God for this incredible blessing, and tearing our hair out in worry, wondering what on Earth we had gotten ourselves into. After over a year of trying to get pregnant, we had assumed it just wasn't meant to be. But the Lord saw fit to bless us with a child, and He also saw fit to give me the world's best, easiest pregnancy! I experienced no morning sickness and very few of the usual complaints that one might expect when pregnant. We found out in December, after what felt like YEARS of waiting, that our baby was a boy. Terry was rather pleased with himself, and walked around with a grin for quite a few days. A boy to carry on the Spaulding name! Hooray!<br />
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The baby, or "Hawkeye" as he was fondly nicknamed by his Aunt Ariana, was growing and developing right on schedule. I went in for ultrasounds more frequently than the average pregnant woman due to my thyroid condition. This didn't bother me one bit, because it meant getting to see my little guy and hear his heart beating strongly. All was going as it should have been until we went in at 29 weeks gestation. The doctors were concerned that it seemed the baby's growth had tapered off a bit, and my amniotic fluid was measuring on the low side of normal. They had me make a follow-up appointment for three weeks down the road, just to be on the safe side. My OB didn't seem overly concerned, nor did the ultrasound doctors. But I appreciated their desire to stay on top of things to ensure that both the baby and I remained healthy.<br />
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On February 23rd when we returned for our 32 week ultrasound, we knew something had gone wrong when the usually lighthearted, joke-cracking ultrasound doctor was silent. Our little guy hadn't grown at all in the three weeks since I had been there--a period during which babies are generally growing a half pound per week. In addition, my amniotic fluid was virtually non-existent. Baby Spaulding was in distress, but thank the Lord, his vitals were strong. They told me go directly to the hospital and admit myself so that the labor and delivery staff could closely monitor our boy for 2 days, with the intention of delivering him via c-section on Friday, February 25th. 8 weeks early. EIGHT weeks early. 2 months before his due date. We were so scared.<br />
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We had no idea what this meant for his health, or frankly, if a baby could even survive being 2 months early. We cried out to God to protect our boy and to spare his life. The doctors told us to expect a 2lb baby with the possibility of lung immaturity and breathing problems. I wept to the Lord and claimed Ephesians 3:20-21 over him: "Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever, Amen." Exceedingly. Abundantly. Those are some lofty promises! How often we forget to ask big things of God because we fail to see His superb power! So I asked it. I asked that our baby would be bigger than the doctors told us he would be. I asked that he would come out with healthy lungs and no breathing issues. I prayed that he would be wildly healthy despite our current expectations.<br />
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I love when the Lord answers prayers so clearly. I love when God's people band together in prayer to lift up the hurting and broken. Terry and I were so scared for the life and health of our little boy. But despite that fear, we could feel the peace that God was pouring over us. His calming presence was undeniable, and we were able to relax, knowing that our baby was right where he needed to be and that I was also in good hands.<br />
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Jackson Noah Spaulding was born at 10:30am on February 25th, weighing 3lbs, 5oz and measuring 15 and 3/4 inches long. He came out pink and screaming, and despite his small size, Terry and I were both THRILLED that the Lord had heard our heart's cries and had given us exceedingly, abundantly above what we had been expecting.<br />
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Jackson spent 5 weeks at Sierra Vista's Neonatal Intensive Care Unit, but was healthy and strong throughout his stay. He just needed to grow, and to be monitored for the commonly occurring issues that preemies tend to experience (i.e. apnea, low blood oxygen levels, lung immaturity, and acid reflux to name a few). And for the record, Jackson never experienced any of these issues! Praise God for His goodness and His favor!<br />
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We got to bring Jackson home on March 31st, which was 2 and 1/2 week before his due date. The Neonatologists will always tell parents to expect their babies to stay in the NICU until their due date. You can imagine our elation when we were told that he was ready to go home early!<br />
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So a lot has happened. A lot has changed. I feel like I've truly become an adult since moving to San Luis Obispo, and that life has never been more frightening or exciting. We miss our L.A. friends and family, but we know that moving here was the best thing we've done for ourselves as a couple. God has already shown us in so many ways that we made the right choice.<br />
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Thanks to all who have been praying for us, especially since Jackson's birth. Words are truly inadequate in expressing how grateful we are for your love and support. Your overwhelming outpouring of love, kind words and prayers has been so encouraging.<br />
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I'm hoping to post regularly so as to avoid monstrous entries like this one. :) I promise to be more succinct in future posts. Have a lovely day, everyone!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-14619092991593718852010-06-06T22:38:00.000-07:002011-08-29T23:37:21.565-07:00A Funeral, A Wedding, and a Baby ShowerAll week long I was yearning for some down time--time in which I might feel free to read a book or practice a new recipe of culinary magnitude. Alas, those leisurely moments were not in the cards for me.<br /><br />If you know me, you know that I rarely have time to sit down, nor do I function well when I am forced to relax and sit still. My mind and body have become rather accustomed to the stress that accompanies adult life, rather--the stress that sometimes defines my adult life. I can't remember a time when I didn't have 20 things on my to-do list and I wallow in guilt when I can't check off every item on that list. Yes, I am horrible at relaxing. Even now I feel like I should be scrubbing a bathtub rather than writing. I generally do not allow myself any time to relax until I am so burnt out that I can't function without sobbing. I was looking forward to this past weekend for that very reason. I could feel the growing tension in my shoulders that led to horrendous headaches. Patience has never been my strong suit and my already short supply was rapidly dwindling. And so I entered the weekend with a bit of trepidation, anticipating that the arrival of Sunday evening would find me completely worn out and cantankerous.<br /><br />Here I am on Sunday evening, shocked that I am cheerful and thankful to the Lord for giving me such an eye-opening weekend when I expected to be run to the ground and unprepared to face another week. The weekend began with the Memorial Service for our dear friend Cheryl DeLeo (I posted about her a <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://ameeanda.blogspot.com/2010/05/eternity.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">couple of weeks ago</span></a>). She was such an incredibly humble woman who loved our Lord with all of her heart. I was blown away at the size of the crowd that gathered to celebrate the life of this loving, soft-spoken woman. What an incredible testimony to her loving personality.<br /><br />Saturday evening, we drove out to the Angeles National Golf Course to celebrate the marriage of my friend Laura who I worked with at Starbucks many moons ago. What a beautiful day, and what a gorgeous bride she was, exchanging vows with her now-husband David. The minister spoke honestly of love and the commitment they were making to each other. David, who boasts a sarcastic and wonderfully dry sense of humor, is a big softie when it comes to his bride. The smile that lights up his face when she enters the room is a breathtaking sight to behold. I was reminded of the spiritual parallel of Christ as the bridegroom and the Church as His bride. What a love to experience!<br /><br />And lastly, today--this Sunday morning I attended a baby shower. The shower was for a girl I hardly know, but I grew up with her husband. I am thrilled for them, of course. I am always so excited to see a friend welcoming a new life into the world and into his/her family. It is such a precious thing to witness: the vast, unmeasurable love that is felt for this tiny new person balanced with the weight of tremendous responsibility in protecting and guiding the child safely to adulthood and beyond. I am so anxious for that moment in my life when I can celebrate a new life growing inside of me. What an awesome privilege to take part in.<br /><br />As I was reflecting over my weekend, not only did I feel refreshed to have been surrounded by dear friends and family, but the Lord opened my eyes to something remarkable: I witnessed the progression of life, all in one weekend. Birth, marriage, and finally death. I was struck by the brevity of a lifetime. How quickly the moments in life pass by until the end of it. I do not mean to sound morbid; rather, I wish to bring attention to you, my dear friends, how precious and important each moment is. I have again been reminded to live life with purpose and passion and to serve my God with my whole heart. After all, if I am not living for a purpose, I am living an empty life void of the joy of glorifying the Lord. Each person on this earth has a purpose for which he/she was created. I beseech you to find that purpose and grasp hold of it. Life is too short to spend year after year simply drifting through the days.<br /><br />And on a lighter note, I also realized that "A Funeral, A Wedding, and a Baby Shower" sounds like the title of a movie. Hmmmm, maybe my purpose is to write the screenplay for a movie.... Only kidding.<br /><br />So, friends, I hope I have challenged you as the Lord challenged me this weekend. I thank God for each of you in my life and the purpose you have served in being my friends. I am so thankful for each of you.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-16285597430890456132010-06-03T00:01:00.000-07:002011-08-29T23:37:21.565-07:00Kitchen CleanlinessWho doesn't love a clean kitchen? After this evening's vigorous scouring, there's not a dish in the sink, the floors have been swept and the counters scrubbed. *Sigh* I can rest a bit easier now that it's done. I feel like I should take a picture to preserve this lovely vision.<br /><br />I've spent very little time at home over the past 2 months. 4 out of 5 weekends are spent transporting box upon box to San Luis Obispo. Our weeknights have been comprised of packing as much stuff as we can into our rapidly diminishing box supply. To make matters worse, my husband is back on the graveyard shift so I'm trying to do all this in addition to all of my household chores. The goal is to complete all of this as quietly as possible. What I've learned is that household chores cannot be accomplished quietly. But rather than making good use of my time to cook and clean quickly and efficiently, it's become extraordinarily easy to procrastinate and allow slothfulness to reign supreme. Laziness has become my companion in the kitchen especially. I have not cooked a meal for TWO WEEKS!! Ouch--that was painful to confess. I've been existing on Kashi cereal and bread with the occasional salad thrown in when guilt strikes for not having eaten a sufficient number of leafy greens. Instead of cleaning up after myself, I've allowed the dishes to pile up for the said TWO WEEKS. The aroma wafting from the general kitchen area was finally enough to pull me back in. However, I would be lying if I said it was merely the aroma. It was the one-two punch that truly forced me to confront the kitchen head on: I had no clean dishes. What kind of housekeeper have I become?? Oh the shame!<br /><br />Step #2 to come: the purging of the refrigerator. I have been inspired by Kristen of <a href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/">"The Frugal Girl"</a> blog to weekly take inventory of the food that's gone to waste. Every Friday she takes a picture of the food that's gone bad and is subsequently wasted by the end of each week. She posts the picture on her blog to keep herself accountable. I think I will start doing the same thing every week in order to keep track of what we actually eat in a seven day span along with aiding me in becoming a more efficient grocery shopper. I'm actually excited to see how much money I can save.<br /><br />I will close for now with the hope of becoming a better housekeeper. I bid you all a lovely evening and hope that your kitchens are just as lovely as mine.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352413989779157566.post-30236901944871872932010-05-28T11:31:00.000-07:002011-08-29T23:37:21.565-07:00BoxesThis is the first of six days off. I couldn't me more thrilled. I take that back--I would be more thrilled if I had <span style="font-style: italic;">ten days</span> off in a row. But I will take what I can get, and six is just fine with me.<br /><br />Right now I'm sitting in my dark living room, curtains drawn (as they always are--we have a wall full of windows in our living room and when the curtains open, our across-the-way neighbors can see straight into our lives). There are piles of boxes all around me and I've tripped over every last one of them. My nerves are starting to wear thin as our big move to San Luis Obispo grows ever closer and our living room becomes progressively more cramped as the boxes grow in number. Our "stuff" has multiplied in the 3 short years we've lived here and I don't see why we can't just throw stuff away.<br /><br />Terry (my husband) and I are very different when it comes to our living style. He likes to keep everything. He has a memory box for sentimental items (perhaps he doesn't want me telling people about his memory box). I, on the other hand, have been known to throw away family heirlooms. You think I'm kidding? Just talk to anyone who has lived with me or knows me well enough to know that I dream of Martha Stewart-esque closets with hardly anything in them but towels and the lavender used to keep them smelling spring fresh. Hey--towels we need. I take a shower every day. My grandpa's grandfather clock which nobody wanted--well, I figured since no one wanted it, we could just throw it away. When said clock was found in the giant dumpster later that day, my family was infuriated. "Why in the world would you throw this away??? This was <span style="font-style: italic;">grandpa's clock</span>," which was said to me by several different family members. "What were you thinking?? This has been hanging on grandma and grandpa's wall since they moved into this house <span style="font-style: italic;">30 <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;">years ago!!!" </span></span></span></span></span>30 years isn't that long. I'm 30 years old. It's not like great-grandma Olvia Lundstrom had brought it over from Sweden in the late 1800's. It was a clock--IN BAD REPAIR, I might add. And no one wanted it. I did what should have been done and chucked it in the dumpster. To make a long story short, the clock that no one wanted--the clock that I had laid to rest in the great dumpster, was quickly rescued from the pit and hung prominently on my aunt and uncle's wall.<br /><br />Yes. I throw things away. I don't think it's as big a problem as everyone thinks. My mom used to go through my garbage bags as a kid to make sure I wasn't throwing away anything precious. Now Terry goes through my garbage bags. It's not like I'm throwing away gold, people--I'm throwing away chintzy toys (made from plastic, and in China to boot!). We don't have to keep every charger from every phone we've owned for the last 5 years. Terry has 2 keyboards from 2 different desktop computers that are long gone. Why have we kept the keyboards when we will never again own a desktop computer? We have plastic parts in my cupboards that go to who knows what that have been in a similar cupboard since Terry moved to Los Angeles in 2002. So my question is WHY do we have to move those things when they'll just take up space in our drawers and closets in San Luis Obispo??I will never understand this about my husband. As for me, I save letters. That's really the only thing toward which I hold any sentimentality. And I re-read them. I suppose others would think my affinity for the handwritten letter is a little odd and useless.<br /><br />So as the pile of boxes grows, and as boxes are transferred from the guest room closet to the living room floor, my insides churn just a bit in knowing that If given the opportunity, I could cut down the number of boxes we need to move by HALF. And by the time Terry realized that I'd thrown away his 3-D dinosaur puzzle from Christmas 5 years ago, I could in all honesty say, "What 3-D dinosaur puzzle???" because I would be 80 years old and I would hold no memory of such a thing. <br /><br />And with that, it's time to load said boxes into my car. There will be mumbling and muttering under my breath as I do so.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05641403020326387072noreply@blogger.com0