<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999</id><updated>2012-02-10T02:29:55.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>joyful mom 7</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a Christian mom with six beautiful girls and one little man. I am learning how to have Joy in everything I do from schooling to wiping runny noses, and remembering to "count it all joy..." James 1:2</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>345</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2961518297520228961</id><published>2012-01-15T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T05:46:40.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLD</title><content type='html'>The first thing 2012 has brought us  is a sold house. Well we officially got the offer in 2011 but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; is going smoothly so we have the sold sign and it is official we are moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the interesting part is, where to. Please be in prayer for our family as we travel into this adventure not really sure where we will be. We should have some more news in a bout a month and then I will let you all know. Scary but also exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2961518297520228961?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2961518297520228961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2961518297520228961' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2961518297520228961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2961518297520228961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2012/01/sold.html' title='SOLD'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7947391493287228641</id><published>2012-01-05T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:12:51.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 What will it Bring?</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it is 2012. Where has this last year gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an exciting year for our family. The Lord blessed our family with another healthy little boy to love, Uriah Beau joined our family on March 3rd and what joyous day that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy graduated in May with honors and the search for a new career began. Still searching but praying we are closer and that there will be a possible job change in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our oldest daughter began her first year of High school this year. Very exciting for all of us . We have been homeschooling from the very beginning and have enjoyed the benefits of teaching our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the year brought us some exciting news so hopefully in a few more weeks I can share what that news is. For now please be praying that Lord continues to work out all the details and that we would praise Him with whatever answer we receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year May the Lord be first and foremost in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7947391493287228641?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7947391493287228641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7947391493287228641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7947391493287228641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7947391493287228641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-what-will-it-bring.html' title='2012 What will it Bring?'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2159449378568060809</id><published>2011-12-19T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T05:39:11.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Christmas Present.</title><content type='html'>This weekend we received an early Christmas present and we are all very excited. No I am not pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;We can't wait to share the news with everyone, but we will not be sharing for a couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;We have a few details that need to still fall into place but when everything comes together I will share all the exciting details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2159449378568060809?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2159449378568060809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2159449378568060809' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2159449378568060809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2159449378568060809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/12/early-christmas-present.html' title='An Early Christmas Present.'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-5506109547352805168</id><published>2011-12-08T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:25:50.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15th Birthday Emily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPz20XH6GtQ/TuDi_vbHG6I/AAAAAAAAAy8/zsyCnmPX0us/s1600/100_1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683792314431380386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPz20XH6GtQ/TuDi_vbHG6I/AAAAAAAAAy8/zsyCnmPX0us/s400/100_1231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlpjA8zENa4/TuDi_M3SBfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/CYucQ_j6dKk/s1600/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2B093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683792305154295282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlpjA8zENa4/TuDi_M3SBfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/CYucQ_j6dKk/s400/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2B093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-120WYhAcWy0/TuDi-xcreNI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Z5wPRlT6ci4/s1600/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2B141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683792297794959570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-120WYhAcWy0/TuDi-xcreNI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Z5wPRlT6ci4/s400/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2B141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily, hope you have a great birthday and a great year. I have enjoyed watching you this year grow in your faith. You have been such a "Bright Light" to many girls. Continue listening to the Lord and follow his way and you will be blessed. I love you Emily and I am so very proud of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      "In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        praise your Father in heaven." Matthew 5:16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-5506109547352805168?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/5506109547352805168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=5506109547352805168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5506109547352805168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5506109547352805168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-15th-birthday-emily.html' title='Happy 15th Birthday Emily'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPz20XH6GtQ/TuDi_vbHG6I/AAAAAAAAAy8/zsyCnmPX0us/s72-c/100_1231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8414284615505087299</id><published>2011-12-08T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:05:18.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaghan's Baptisim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8FLcVxDWxg/TuDd1LtrzjI/AAAAAAAAAyY/e-wIpmty2PE/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683786635488775730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8FLcVxDWxg/TuDd1LtrzjI/AAAAAAAAAyY/e-wIpmty2PE/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nov. 6th 2011 was a very special day for our family. The Pastor had announced at church a couple of weeks earlier that if anyone was interested in being baptised then they needed to come and talk to him. Reaghan was so excited she had been waiting for this time and now it was drawing near. We told her you have to talk to the Pastor and also share your testimony in front of the congregation. Let me tell you if you know Reaghan this was going to be a huge wall fro her to climb, but she did it and as a mother I have to say I was very proud of her. She conquered one of her fears. All because she wanted to be obedient to the Lords call to profess her Faith publicly. Here she is listening as the Pastor is asking her to share her testimony, I could feel her fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ptS8YRwh-lY/TuDd1HyxIpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/KqrJd-HkgJw/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683786634436354706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ptS8YRwh-lY/TuDd1HyxIpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/KqrJd-HkgJw/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of Daddy praying for her before the "dunking" as dad has phrased it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ha0ezZS27Y/TuDd0rEiyHI/AAAAAAAAAyA/MEYuYRxUsmE/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683786626726283378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ha0ezZS27Y/TuDd0rEiyHI/AAAAAAAAAyA/MEYuYRxUsmE/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3v9iqornqkQ/TuDd0YyM6YI/AAAAAAAAAx0/g_Dwl_W58Ng/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683786621817514370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3v9iqornqkQ/TuDd0YyM6YI/AAAAAAAAAx0/g_Dwl_W58Ng/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No turning back, No turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8414284615505087299?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8414284615505087299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8414284615505087299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8414284615505087299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8414284615505087299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/12/reaghans-baptisim.html' title='Reaghan&apos;s Baptisim'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8FLcVxDWxg/TuDd1LtrzjI/AAAAAAAAAyY/e-wIpmty2PE/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2459342407502585131</id><published>2011-09-26T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T14:56:08.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Maclae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0YlefAxYXU/ToDzlIEnJAI/AAAAAAAAAww/TVjBY0ReOTE/s1600/Emily%2527s%2Bpictures%2B270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656788951124878338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0YlefAxYXU/ToDzlIEnJAI/AAAAAAAAAww/TVjBY0ReOTE/s400/Emily%2527s%2Bpictures%2B270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe she is already 13. I remember the day she was born and how little she looked and now she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt; like a woman. I don't know where the time has gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love who she has become over these last few years. She has become a young lady who truly loves the Lord. She loves her family and her siblings even when they get on her nerves. Her heart is very gentle and I see her hurting when others are hurting. I love that about her. She is the nurturer in our family. When someone is sick she cuddles them and loves on them trying to make them feel better, never worrying about whether or not she will get sick. What a great mother she will make someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maclae&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2459342407502585131?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2459342407502585131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2459342407502585131' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2459342407502585131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2459342407502585131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-maclae.html' title='Happy Birthday Maclae'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0YlefAxYXU/ToDzlIEnJAI/AAAAAAAAAww/TVjBY0ReOTE/s72-c/Emily%2527s%2Bpictures%2B270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-1772363130420920623</id><published>2011-08-31T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T06:17:48.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Levi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XPgrgRny-4w/Tl40JahM_UI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Tjc16fwlEvg/s1600/august%2B2011%2B017.JPG"&gt;Here is my little guy who lives in a house full of Girls. He thinks he needs to have his hair put in a towel just like they do. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647008319111232834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XPgrgRny-4w/Tl40JahM_UI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Tjc16fwlEvg/s400/august%2B2011%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-1772363130420920623?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/1772363130420920623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=1772363130420920623' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1772363130420920623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1772363130420920623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/08/levi.html' title='Levi'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XPgrgRny-4w/Tl40JahM_UI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Tjc16fwlEvg/s72-c/august%2B2011%2B017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8715906009236903189</id><published>2011-08-29T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T10:01:10.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working out the Kinks</title><content type='html'>We are now on our second week of school and I am still trying to figure out how to get all of the children schooled without pulling out my hair. Each year I try to teach them to be more independent in their studies but it is still a lot of work. My oldest is completely on her own which is nice but I also miss seeing her all day. She does her own school work completely and then her dad checks her work when she gets home. The other 4 do a unit study with mom and then they do their other subjects on their own. The kindergartner wants to do more but I can only do so much with her because her attention span is just not very long. Which is fine with me because she is only 5. So again I am trying to work through all the kinks and figure it all out so we can not just get through school but also enjoy it as we go.&lt;br /&gt;Again I surrender my family and my life to the Lord and ask Him to guide me through&lt;br /&gt;this season which I know will soon be gone. I ask you Lord to help me to slow down and enjoy the children during these years ahead, I know they will be gone before the blink of an eye. Thank you again Lord for blessing me with all these little souls and trusting us to raise them up for Your kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8715906009236903189?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8715906009236903189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8715906009236903189' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8715906009236903189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8715906009236903189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/08/working-out-kinks.html' title='Working out the Kinks'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6764824450144537277</id><published>2011-08-23T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:12:01.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iawx1wWB62k/TlRJuhShyGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/yD7dxy98EkE/s1600/046%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644217296560965730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iawx1wWB62k/TlRJuhShyGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/yD7dxy98EkE/s400/046%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday was our official first day of school this year. We started Emily last week so we could figure everything out. So Monday morning we started a little later than I had planned, but the Lord blessed us for being diligent and we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accomplished&lt;/span&gt; all of our goals. Looking forward to another fun and busy school year. Teaching another little one to read is very exciting for me. This will be my 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; child that I have taught to read and it is a blessing every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6764824450144537277?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6764824450144537277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6764824450144537277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6764824450144537277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6764824450144537277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-first-day-of-school.html' title='Our First Day of School'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iawx1wWB62k/TlRJuhShyGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/yD7dxy98EkE/s72-c/046%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-9105752131747329923</id><published>2011-08-15T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:30:09.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_rLZO0gGwI/TkngkyQM7CI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-PDeP9JOUtI/s1600/august%2B2011%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641286930827897890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_rLZO0gGwI/TkngkyQM7CI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-PDeP9JOUtI/s400/august%2B2011%2B028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still can't believe my oldest is in High school. I will never forget the first day she started school. We were living in Phoenix and we had four children at the time. The baby was only two weeks old when I started homeschooling Emily. Every year we have said we would take it one year at a time.Wow look at us now she is starting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;High school&lt;/span&gt; and I can say I do not regret one day of our decision to home school. Marc and I went to a home school conference this year and one of the speakers we listened to specifically spoke to me personally. We have always said that we will take it one year at a time. He encouraged us homeschooling to look beyond one year at a time and commit to homeschooling until Jesus comes. That was profound to me, because I have always said we will just take it one year at a time to save us an argument with people who do not believe what we believe. But I have learned that the Lord has called  us to this and I am proud to say that we will be homeschooling our children until Jesus comes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;highschooler&lt;/span&gt;. Emily you make me so proud as I watch you grow in your faith with the Lord. I can see that you love Him more and more each day. You encourage me and challenge me to grow deeper in my relationship with Christ. I look forward to these next four years with you as you grow in your walk and knowledge. May the Lord bless you and keep you safe under His wings of protection. I love you Emily; and I am sorry you had to be sick for your first day of High school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnHv_1wXeLQ/TkngkO5M3_I/AAAAAAAAAv8/2OGzRGz5r3k/s1600/august%2B2011%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641286921336184818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnHv_1wXeLQ/TkngkO5M3_I/AAAAAAAAAv8/2OGzRGz5r3k/s400/august%2B2011%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Emily reading one of her books and not feeling very but being very diligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bW9VR6WWTY/TkngjuXrISI/AAAAAAAAAv0/IKiiqL05sjs/s1600/august%2B2011%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641286912605626658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bW9VR6WWTY/TkngjuXrISI/AAAAAAAAAv0/IKiiqL05sjs/s400/august%2B2011%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a studious student we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kmsH_STzK1Y/TkngjXPQoeI/AAAAAAAAAvs/kE5qNPiCIMA/s1600/august%2B2011%2B032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641286906396320226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kmsH_STzK1Y/TkngjXPQoeI/AAAAAAAAAvs/kE5qNPiCIMA/s400/august%2B2011%2B032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost done with the day and feeling very accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I love you Emily and I am so proud of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-9105752131747329923?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/9105752131747329923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=9105752131747329923' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/9105752131747329923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/9105752131747329923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/08/highschool.html' title='Highschool'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_rLZO0gGwI/TkngkyQM7CI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-PDeP9JOUtI/s72-c/august%2B2011%2B028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-9054594268997880647</id><published>2011-07-28T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T06:11:51.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Funny</title><content type='html'>I had to post real quick about what happened last night at family devotions. Hopefully I can remember it correctly because it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night after daddy was done reading the Bible he asked if anyone had any prayer request. Levi raised his hand(remember he is going to be 3 in Sept.) I was thinking he would copy something the other children had said. But no he had one of his own. He said,"Pray mommy have another baby." I thought it is a little soon, lets not start praying for that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we began to pray the child who has a prayer request prays and then we move on to another child and end with mommy and daddy. Kharis prayed first and then it was Levi's turn he folded his hands and said, "Dear Jesus pray mommy has another baby." Then he looked up and at me and said,"Mommy you pregnant again." He was so serious, and we tried not to laugh but we couldn't help it we were all laughing hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when a little boy has 6 big sisters, who always play like they are pregnant and having children. He just thinks mommy should be pregnant all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just so you all know I am NOT Pregnant.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-9054594268997880647?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/9054594268997880647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=9054594268997880647' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/9054594268997880647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/9054594268997880647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-funny.html' title='Too Funny'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-9065560273612215444</id><published>2011-07-01T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T05:59:09.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9ChTA8EmFY/Tg3Da8No2BI/AAAAAAAAAvk/b2_5ca1fWw0/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624366377262962706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9ChTA8EmFY/Tg3Da8No2BI/AAAAAAAAAvk/b2_5ca1fWw0/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I planted my first garden this year all by myself and it has been so rewarding. Other years I have had a garden but only because my dad was visiting so he did all the work. Well this year Emily and I worked very hard and planted a very nice garden. This is our first bowl of home grown lettuce. Boy was it yummy with grilled chicken and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt; dressing. We have had two more big salads like this and I think I need to pick some more lettuce in a couple of days. This garden has been really fun for me and I am excited to see the rest of our harvest as the garden grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-9065560273612215444?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/9065560273612215444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=9065560273612215444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/9065560273612215444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/9065560273612215444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-garden.html' title='My Garden'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9ChTA8EmFY/Tg3Da8No2BI/AAAAAAAAAvk/b2_5ca1fWw0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-5482999032079152990</id><published>2011-06-29T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T06:29:02.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not  A Whole Lot Going On</title><content type='html'>I can't believe the month of June is almost over. I feel like nothing has been accomplished this summer and I still have so much to do. My parents left today and they are headed back to California, so next week we will try to get started on our summer schedule. I want to do school MWF and on T and TH I want us to start decluttering rooms. I would love to get this all done before the middle of August.&lt;br /&gt;Everything else seems to be pretty normal here. Daddy is still looking for a different job, kids are growing bigger everyday, and summer is getting hotter and hotter. The younger children have been going to a local Five Day Club in the mornings which has been fun for the kids and also fun for mommy.&lt;br /&gt;Well I must go for now because it is breakfast time and then off to the 5 day club. Praying I can get something accomplished next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-5482999032079152990?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/5482999032079152990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=5482999032079152990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5482999032079152990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5482999032079152990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-whole-lot-going-on.html' title='Not  A Whole Lot Going On'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3158762324375060427</id><published>2011-06-24T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T06:26:49.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akA0cSRIgqU/TgSQgWbZTlI/AAAAAAAAAvc/NyDDPET5TkE/s1600/_MG_3981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akA0cSRIgqU/TgSQgWbZTlI/AAAAAAAAAvc/NyDDPET5TkE/s400/_MG_3981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621777120315919954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zK2MeepyhNc/TgSQf5RBrQI/AAAAAAAAAvU/tRvqouqV344/s1600/_MG_3971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621777112487800066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zK2MeepyhNc/TgSQf5RBrQI/AAAAAAAAAvU/tRvqouqV344/s400/_MG_3971.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ml-5nnDbfjg/TgSPj5BetZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/19Y6lvb2fu0/s1600/_MG_3974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621776081630442898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ml-5nnDbfjg/TgSPj5BetZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/19Y6lvb2fu0/s400/_MG_3974.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cOPww_Dgsb4/TgSPjZklq-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/S27VzW66mdo/s1600/_MG_3978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621776073187765218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cOPww_Dgsb4/TgSPjZklq-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/S27VzW66mdo/s400/_MG_3978.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0Nl96A_g1E/TgSOCQu68XI/AAAAAAAAAu8/cOQVpWlH7qo/s1600/_MG_3958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621774404367872370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0Nl96A_g1E/TgSOCQu68XI/AAAAAAAAAu8/cOQVpWlH7qo/s400/_MG_3958.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b3hgVZR-YXU/TgSOBhEOX2I/AAAAAAAAAu0/7tVRXVxpVnw/s1600/_MG_3934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621774391572324194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b3hgVZR-YXU/TgSOBhEOX2I/AAAAAAAAAu0/7tVRXVxpVnw/s400/_MG_3934.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgbNi3NRgkY/TgSM2KNjyxI/AAAAAAAAAus/iXwxcvR8W8U/s1600/_MG_3937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621773096947272466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgbNi3NRgkY/TgSM2KNjyxI/AAAAAAAAAus/iXwxcvR8W8U/s400/_MG_3937.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzOwjPnsurI/TgSM1ceW0HI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qGdkQBcENio/s1600/_MG_3903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621773084669694066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzOwjPnsurI/TgSM1ceW0HI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qGdkQBcENio/s400/_MG_3903.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hOcWvwsTG78/TgSJONVrKKI/AAAAAAAAAuc/meTK68y8EOo/s1600/_MG_3928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; 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width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621766454305254978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R4dtkt7XD1k/TgSGzgcSbkI/AAAAAAAAAuE/huC3LjLDmFU/s400/_MG_3865.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2Kp3mp4WEY/TgSGE7k27zI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YJkSzw9lutk/s1600/_MG_3833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621765654135107378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2Kp3mp4WEY/TgSGE7k27zI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YJkSzw9lutk/s400/_MG_3833.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3158762324375060427?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3158762324375060427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3158762324375060427' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3158762324375060427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3158762324375060427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/06/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akA0cSRIgqU/TgSQgWbZTlI/AAAAAAAAAvc/NyDDPET5TkE/s72-c/_MG_3981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4091235525475442562</id><published>2011-06-03T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:21:10.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkVm8A8c0Mk/TemjN1Bt3CI/AAAAAAAAAtU/K8LIDu6GRDI/s1600/Uriah%2B3%2Bmonths%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614197868461939746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkVm8A8c0Mk/TemjN1Bt3CI/AAAAAAAAAtU/K8LIDu6GRDI/s400/Uriah%2B3%2Bmonths%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What happened to my little guy. He decided to grow up over night. Uriah Beau has been such a blessing to our family and we are so thankful for him. Just the other night as daddy held him he told him "Your mommy prayed very long and hard for you, and God heard her prayers." I did pray for this baby and i thank God for him but I also prayed and didn't know it for all my other children. I knew I wanted to be obedient to God but didn't always know what that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt;, but he did. So I believe i have prayed for all of my children and they are all a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HeoMzKvL-0/TemjNqK3F-I/AAAAAAAAAtM/Wn7Nj2IeWiU/s1600/Uriah%2B3%2Bmonths%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614197865547503586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HeoMzKvL-0/TemjNqK3F-I/AAAAAAAAAtM/Wn7Nj2IeWiU/s400/Uriah%2B3%2Bmonths%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5P1jMUKyTlM/TemjNMU62kI/AAAAAAAAAtE/f0efugyYyuc/s1600/Uriah%2B3%2Bmonths%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614197857536629314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5P1jMUKyTlM/TemjNMU62kI/AAAAAAAAAtE/f0efugyYyuc/s400/Uriah%2B3%2Bmonths%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uriah Beau 3 months old a gift from the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4091235525475442562?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4091235525475442562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4091235525475442562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4091235525475442562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4091235525475442562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/06/3-months.html' title='3 Months'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkVm8A8c0Mk/TemjN1Bt3CI/AAAAAAAAAtU/K8LIDu6GRDI/s72-c/Uriah%2B3%2Bmonths%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-1282625386164439307</id><published>2011-05-30T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T12:47:20.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Mother of America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAh4eIH6FPQ/TePzxSyK7_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/8W489ZKUMFg/s1600/Creighton%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612597588815179762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAh4eIH6FPQ/TePzxSyK7_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/8W489ZKUMFg/s400/Creighton%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I asked Creighton to please put the baby to sleep for me. He was fussy and needed a nap. I went in to the living room and found her crocheting and singing to him and he was sound asleep in her arms. What a great mother she will make some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-1282625386164439307?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/1282625386164439307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=1282625386164439307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1282625386164439307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1282625386164439307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/05/future-mother-of-america.html' title='Future Mother of America'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wAh4eIH6FPQ/TePzxSyK7_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/8W489ZKUMFg/s72-c/Creighton%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7552942082769893129</id><published>2011-05-30T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T06:25:34.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kharis is 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eemZafqGWk/TeOZdHX7FxI/AAAAAAAAAsY/i48Ds41AhyA/s1600/May%2B2011%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612498286108415762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eemZafqGWk/TeOZdHX7FxI/AAAAAAAAAsY/i48Ds41AhyA/s400/May%2B2011%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know where the last 5 years have gone. I can still remember the day I had Kharis,like it was just yesterday. She has grown up so fast. She brings much joy and laughter to our family. I often find Kharis playing in her room or outside singing all by herself. The Lord has filled this child with a joyful spirit. Happy Birthday Kharis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x1cvmOK5H8E/TeOZcMSvNRI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/MzlVMqpxBzM/s1600/May%2B2011%2B042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612498270248973586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x1cvmOK5H8E/TeOZcMSvNRI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/MzlVMqpxBzM/s400/May%2B2011%2B042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is after she opened all her presents. Kharis loves  Little House on the Prairie so we got her a bonnet for her birthday. She loves it so much she has only taken it off for bedtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7552942082769893129?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7552942082769893129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7552942082769893129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7552942082769893129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7552942082769893129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/05/kharis-is-5.html' title='Kharis is 5'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eemZafqGWk/TeOZdHX7FxI/AAAAAAAAAsY/i48Ds41AhyA/s72-c/May%2B2011%2B027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-1258751180177038966</id><published>2011-05-25T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T08:51:50.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spa day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQhskEaLDLY/Td0kg0XVrRI/AAAAAAAAArw/dGkmsEUNE6U/s1600/100_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610680857004453138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQhskEaLDLY/Td0kg0XVrRI/AAAAAAAAArw/dGkmsEUNE6U/s400/100_1236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A day at the spa. i had gone to the grocery store and came home to this scene. The youngest of the girls was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; pampered by her older sisters. What a life of luxury. The girls said, "We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have any cucumbers so we taped cotton pads to her eyes. I couldn't help but laugh. I told them if they had looked they would have found the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cucumbers&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt;. They had also taped these cotton pads to Levi and he was trying to ride his little bike with them on. I will post a picture of this later. I thought he was playing the blind man in the Bible, but no he was having a spa treatment also. Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRMP7qxemZ4/Td0kgnDtuII/AAAAAAAAAro/yBS9m-DOtIw/s1600/100_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610680853432481922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRMP7qxemZ4/Td0kgnDtuII/AAAAAAAAAro/yBS9m-DOtIw/s400/100_1249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little late but this is Uriah when he is just a little over 2 months old. Isn't he cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-1258751180177038966?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/1258751180177038966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=1258751180177038966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1258751180177038966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1258751180177038966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/05/spa-day.html' title='Spa day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQhskEaLDLY/Td0kg0XVrRI/AAAAAAAAArw/dGkmsEUNE6U/s72-c/100_1236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3906827120085107144</id><published>2011-05-24T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T15:30:53.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 7th 2011 (A day we will never forget)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyXPMnX6rAM/Tdwu9d4IPAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/6cjdCl3tSrg/s1600/_MG_3263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610410869323742210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyXPMnX6rAM/Tdwu9d4IPAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/6cjdCl3tSrg/s400/_MG_3263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2011 is a day that we have all been looking forward to for the past three years. Daddy went back to school in May of 2008 and for the past three years he has had many hats to wear. Husband, father, employee, student, counselor, fixer, etc..you get the picture. During those three years we experienced the birth of our first son, lost our second son before we even got to hold him and gave birth to our third son just 2 months before he graduated. It has been a long haul not only for daddy but for all of us. We are all so proud of his work he has accomplished. Daddy graduated with a 3.9, but we give him a 4.0 in our household. We are so proud of you Daddy and we look forward to spending time with you this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9jerB0qoFos/Tdwuiqb1k0I/AAAAAAAAArI/0XiVe22BQHM/s1600/_MG_3254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610410408838271810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9jerB0qoFos/Tdwuiqb1k0I/AAAAAAAAArI/0XiVe22BQHM/s400/_MG_3254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little ones wanted to take one more walk outside before the ceremony started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6SQxvhfUFKU/TdwtZs-fCrI/AAAAAAAAArA/TfJGTVnrfeA/s1600/_MG_3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610409155390016178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6SQxvhfUFKU/TdwtZs-fCrI/AAAAAAAAArA/TfJGTVnrfeA/s400/_MG_3267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah!!!!! He did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EIgEkca0aZ0/TdwsnljO2KI/AAAAAAAAAq4/CdKO5cWtylM/s1600/_MG_3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610408294403201186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EIgEkca0aZ0/TdwsnljO2KI/AAAAAAAAAq4/CdKO5cWtylM/s400/_MG_3266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting to have his name finally announced after a long three years. We really are proud of you. I am thankful God has blessed me with such a Godly and hard working provider. I know I was not always very supportive but believe me when I say I am very proud of you and i know you did this for your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3906827120085107144?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3906827120085107144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3906827120085107144' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3906827120085107144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3906827120085107144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-7th-2011-day-we-will-never-forget.html' title='May 7th 2011 (A day we will never forget)'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyXPMnX6rAM/Tdwu9d4IPAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/6cjdCl3tSrg/s72-c/_MG_3263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3808756373526272398</id><published>2011-04-19T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T17:44:24.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Gone for Awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53waCx-vw7Y/Ta4pRWyI5XI/AAAAAAAAAqY/N1wCNhBLg7w/s1600/april%2B2011%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597456765018498418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53waCx-vw7Y/Ta4pRWyI5XI/AAAAAAAAAqY/N1wCNhBLg7w/s400/april%2B2011%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I have been gone for the past couple of weeks. But only because we have been very busy at our house. You can see that big Sister &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maclae&lt;/span&gt; now has her hands full with two little guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCx5NXsXRqI/Ta4pQ6D7TZI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/tvGvht1k7rs/s1600/april%2B2011%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597456757308476818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCx5NXsXRqI/Ta4pQ6D7TZI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/tvGvht1k7rs/s400/april%2B2011%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nana has been helping us get the outside of the house looking pretty. Thanks Nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7rAOWY1A-1A/Ta4pQbOch9I/AAAAAAAAAqI/xHhdPud2KQk/s1600/april%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597456749031098322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7rAOWY1A-1A/Ta4pQbOch9I/AAAAAAAAAqI/xHhdPud2KQk/s400/april%2B2011%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have enjoyed many afternoons laying in bed with the three little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4Ym_-RGgxs/Ta4pQItaEwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/PA-p5CKr4-o/s1600/april%2B2011%2B025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597456744060687106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4Ym_-RGgxs/Ta4pQItaEwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/PA-p5CKr4-o/s400/april%2B2011%2B025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I have also watched this little one grow up way to fast. I feel like if I blink just once he has changed. So for now I will just hold him and love him and praise God that he is growing bigger and stronger everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7GY9I4BTBEk/Ta4pPjaTlTI/AAAAAAAAAp4/9diJLpYUYj0/s1600/for-sale-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597456734048458034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7GY9I4BTBEk/Ta4pPjaTlTI/AAAAAAAAAp4/9diJLpYUYj0/s400/for-sale-sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And last but not least this is the real reason why I have not been blogging. We have been getting the house ready to sell. It is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; on the Market. Now we will wait on the Lord and see where he moves us. I would like to ask for prayers as we do not know where the Lord is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to take us but we want to be obedient to his calling. We ask that you would pray for a clear answer from God as to where we need to go and that we would be obedient and go with a cheerful heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3808756373526272398?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3808756373526272398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3808756373526272398' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3808756373526272398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3808756373526272398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/04/been-gone-for-awhile.html' title='Been Gone for Awhile'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53waCx-vw7Y/Ta4pRWyI5XI/AAAAAAAAAqY/N1wCNhBLg7w/s72-c/april%2B2011%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7130102657491074818</id><published>2011-04-07T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T10:48:50.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53VLwsfTQI4/TZ32w074hlI/AAAAAAAAApw/Yg93WlyPWBc/s1600/april%2B2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egGjStvyJx8/TZ32wo-LqPI/AAAAAAAAApo/AxBrYCBjNHw/s1600/april%2B2011%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592897627756407026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egGjStvyJx8/TZ32wo-LqPI/AAAAAAAAApo/AxBrYCBjNHw/s400/april%2B2011%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xoInafWk5G0/TZ32vzS0SKI/AAAAAAAAApg/WQLhBvcPfH4/s1600/april%2B2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592897613347440802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xoInafWk5G0/TZ32vzS0SKI/AAAAAAAAApg/WQLhBvcPfH4/s400/april%2B2011%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJi9JizZTnw/TZ32v6VkStI/AAAAAAAAApY/gb8WkeGiUxs/s1600/april%2B2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592897615238023890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJi9JizZTnw/TZ32v6VkStI/AAAAAAAAApY/gb8WkeGiUxs/s400/april%2B2011%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5pwox9tPkE/TZ32vvH4gJI/AAAAAAAAApQ/GiIwrrgVJOo/s1600/april%2B2011%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592897612227838098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5pwox9tPkE/TZ32vvH4gJI/AAAAAAAAApQ/GiIwrrgVJOo/s400/april%2B2011%2B011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7130102657491074818?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7130102657491074818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7130102657491074818' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7130102657491074818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7130102657491074818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/04/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egGjStvyJx8/TZ32wo-LqPI/AAAAAAAAApo/AxBrYCBjNHw/s72-c/april%2B2011%2B007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-958505622988480871</id><published>2011-03-31T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:49:06.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 weeks Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TX9mqCGaMgc/TZU7Cdn0VXI/AAAAAAAAApI/0QdSZeFI5Cs/s1600/march%2B2011%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590439425947751794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TX9mqCGaMgc/TZU7Cdn0VXI/AAAAAAAAApI/0QdSZeFI5Cs/s400/march%2B2011%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cute little outfit that Uriah is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wearing&lt;/span&gt; was given to us by a sweet lady who I met through blogging. Thank you Sally I couldn't wait to put him in it and he looks so cute. I met Sally after i lost Elias. She has been a faithful reader and I have felt her prayers through out this journey. I pray that someday the Lord will let me meet this new found sister of mine, she truly has been a blessing even though we have never met. So Sally this picture is for you and again thanks for the cute outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjcKrYvilGo/TZU6jM3xF8I/AAAAAAAAApA/zVIgqyTymWk/s1600/march%2B2011%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590438888875300802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjcKrYvilGo/TZU6jM3xF8I/AAAAAAAAApA/zVIgqyTymWk/s400/march%2B2011%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of Uriah when he is 3 weeks old. I just love babies when they are only in their diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aa0xICrZth4/TZU6iOqOn9I/AAAAAAAAAow/9v5t6JHCpEA/s1600/march%2B2011%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590438872175517650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aa0xICrZth4/TZU6iOqOn9I/AAAAAAAAAow/9v5t6JHCpEA/s400/march%2B2011%2B028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uriah was sound asleep but I had to have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; picture taken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he looks so peaceful. He is now 4 weeks old and is growing faster &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; mommy would like him too. we weighed him today and he weighs 11 lbs even. I just can't believe how big he is getting. I still can't get over the fact that the Lord has blessed us with 8 healthy children. I love all of them and am very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for this life I live. Yes it is noisy at times ( well all the time) but is worth it. I couldn't imagine my life any other way. Thank you lord for blessing us the way you have I am humbled that you have chosen us to raise these children for you. Praying we keep our eyes lifted up during this season of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-958505622988480871?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/958505622988480871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=958505622988480871' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/958505622988480871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/958505622988480871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/03/4-weeks-old.html' title='4 weeks Old'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TX9mqCGaMgc/TZU7Cdn0VXI/AAAAAAAAApI/0QdSZeFI5Cs/s72-c/march%2B2011%2B026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7150078695253396634</id><published>2011-03-22T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T06:23:27.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ND53jYJ94FY/TYiekC4aOkI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zTNffns-Lxo/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586889679839050306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ND53jYJ94FY/TYiekC4aOkI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zTNffns-Lxo/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I decided I should post and come out of hiding. It has been an interesting first few weeks. Uriah has been a joy and a delight. The rest of the family has had a very bad case of the flu. Which has been difficult on all of us. Daddy was a huge help and we could have never made it through this with out him. This week we will be getting rid of junk and trying to get the house ready to put on the market. So I am sharing a few pictures of these last two weeks. This first one is when Uriah was just a few days old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4A6e__SKaA/TYiejZIBQAI/AAAAAAAAAog/nbD-q7lkB1U/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586889668630233090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4A6e__SKaA/TYiejZIBQAI/AAAAAAAAAog/nbD-q7lkB1U/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy took the kids to the children's museum one day and this is how my daughter looked when she came home. She created this master piece all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KJ62Mkiv-g/TYieOJ94bsI/AAAAAAAAAoY/HXESni0mheM/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKoiJOLnUaA/TYieNQZFO6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Fi6Cc-CJIjE/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586889288328756130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKoiJOLnUaA/TYieNQZFO6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Fi6Cc-CJIjE/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys. Never thought I would be saying this but it sure sounds good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7150078695253396634?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7150078695253396634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7150078695253396634' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7150078695253396634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7150078695253396634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ND53jYJ94FY/TYiekC4aOkI/AAAAAAAAAoo/zTNffns-Lxo/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3800185860608944674</id><published>2011-03-09T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T06:15:02.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uriah Beau</title><content type='html'>Here is our little Uriah Beau. I figured I should get some pictures up but wanted to enjoy those first few days doing nothing but holding my son, so that's what I did. It has been great how much everyone has helped out and let mommy rest and enjoy Uriah. I have enjoyed these last few days laying in bed and taking in this newest addition. Just last night after his 4:00a.m. feeding I caught myself just staring at him when I should have been sleeping. He is a very mellow baby and very cuddly. Here are two pictures. More to come after a while. For now I am going to enjoy some more time resting and getting to know this little one. Thank you everyone for all your prayers along the way they have been felt and cherished.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8_5MXc5-P0/TXeKBjwWiNI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ZHPAzhsC5V0/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582082022531565778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8_5MXc5-P0/TXeKBjwWiNI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ZHPAzhsC5V0/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNnHdAYF8F0/TXeJvuhRahI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2rOlM8jLC9g/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qfMmbx1tJ_0/TXeJvGKag7I/AAAAAAAAAnw/omIdJWuc4B0/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582081705350169522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qfMmbx1tJ_0/TXeJvGKag7I/AAAAAAAAAnw/omIdJWuc4B0/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3800185860608944674?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3800185860608944674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3800185860608944674' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3800185860608944674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3800185860608944674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/03/uriah-beau.html' title='Uriah Beau'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8_5MXc5-P0/TXeKBjwWiNI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ZHPAzhsC5V0/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7245375163399964947</id><published>2011-03-03T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T12:53:54.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessed Event...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This is a friend posting for Susan since she's awful tired after being awake all night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVING A BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uriah Beau joined their family after a tiring night of labor.  He made his appearance to his family at 8:05am this morning, weighing in at 9 pounds even, 20.5 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan is doing well, tired when I talked with her this morning, but very happy it's over and she has a beautiful baby boy to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will post pictures when she is up and about, but midwife's orders first - one week of good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7245375163399964947?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7245375163399964947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7245375163399964947' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7245375163399964947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7245375163399964947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/03/blessed-event.html' title='A Blessed Event...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7145056165155672047</id><published>2011-03-02T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T04:53:09.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting</title><content type='html'>We are still waiting for our little bundle to arrive. I have never gone this far over so I am beginning to get impatient. I am now 4 days over but who's counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the midwife yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; everything looks great. Now we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; wait for the big day. So everyone who is praying for us thank you and keep praying.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will be posting soon about our newest member.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7145056165155672047?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7145056165155672047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7145056165155672047' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7145056165155672047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7145056165155672047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/03/still-waiting.html' title='Still Waiting'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-1194546688381565379</id><published>2011-02-25T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T05:06:05.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Due Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is officially my due date, but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;all know&lt;/span&gt; that babies very rarely come on their due dates. Once tomorrow is over I will be overdue and then I figure baby has to come. I have gone a couple of days before my due date and last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; 2 days late so i figure this little one should be making an appearance pretty soon. I hope. I am beginning to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; bit anxious. I just want to hold this little one so bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So for now we will wait some more and when there is any news I will let you all know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-1194546688381565379?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/1194546688381565379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=1194546688381565379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1194546688381565379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1194546688381565379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/02/due-date.html' title='Due Date'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6614826082570676394</id><published>2011-02-23T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T05:17:47.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Waiting</title><content type='html'>O.k. I have 3 days until my due date and I just feel like this baby is never going to come. I really think I will be going over which is o.k. but I really, really, really want to have this baby. Just saw the midwife yesterday and everything looks great. my next appt is scheduled for next Tuesday, I am praying I see her before then. I know the day will come when I will be holding this child in my arms, but today it feels like it won't be for an eternity. I know that is not true, just beginning to have a hard time waiting.&lt;br /&gt;So fro now I will enjoy these last days or weeks of being pregnant and rejoice when i finally do go into labor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6614826082570676394?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6614826082570676394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6614826082570676394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6614826082570676394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6614826082570676394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-waiting.html' title='Just Waiting'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8493712327366136888</id><published>2011-02-21T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T07:42:09.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Blessed</title><content type='html'>I feel so blessed to have such a wonderful church family. Yesterday was fellowship Sunday so me and a couple of the girls went to church. Reaghan had a migrane and daddy knew I really wanted to go to church one more time before baby comes.  I was so blessed yesterday by the fellowship and encouragement form everyone. You know how it feels those last couple of days where you are irritable, tired , worn out, and you just want to have the baby. Well yesterday I didn't feel that way adn it felt so good. This is the church we were at when we lost our baby 16 months ago and they were so good to us.&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning a young lady called me and wanted to tell me she was thinking about me and praying for me. She was a very special person to me when I lost Elias. It just feels good to know that they love you and are there with you during the ups and downs. I feel the prayers of this church body and the love of Christ through them. Thsi is what God wants from all of us. Such a beautiful example of who Christ is. I just pray that I too can be an example of Christ to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even sure if I am making sense in this post I just feel very blessed today by the prayers and fellowship of all these families. Thank you Milliard you have truly blessed our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8493712327366136888?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8493712327366136888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8493712327366136888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8493712327366136888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8493712327366136888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/02/feeling-blessed.html' title='Feeling Blessed'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6987279158021576413</id><published>2011-02-18T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T05:45:12.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Rambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;O.k. my ticker is off by one day. I really have 8 days left until my due date but I am too lazy to fix it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yesterday was absolutely beautiful here, the sun was shining, it was warm outside, and snow was melting very quickly. I decided we needed to go and do something. So we went and spent the whole day at the zoo. We didn't get home until 7:45 last night, and mommy was wiped out. I thought spending the day at the zoo walking around might help get a few contractions going, but it didn't. All it did was make me a very sore and tired momma, but the kids had fun so I guess that made it worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My back and legs were so sore when I got home I could hardly walk and my older children thought that was so funny. When I finally got to sleep last night I slept like a baby and if felt so good. I have decided the baby will probably not be coming for a while so for now I will just sit and wait. Daddy really wants baby to come this weekend so he can have some time off from work. How nice is that hurry up and have the baby I need a vacation. I think he will be back to work on Monday unless we are pleasantly surprised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6987279158021576413?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6987279158021576413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6987279158021576413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6987279158021576413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6987279158021576413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-rambling.html' title='Just Rambling'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3024382692368088167</id><published>2011-02-15T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T11:16:13.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>I took the kids to the children's museum about a week and a half ago and they had a blast. This is Levi after he painted his face and big sis decided to paint a pirate patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTTNMwmi1Uo/TVrPr0dnGBI/AAAAAAAAAno/nX6xsv7GGNY/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573995840548575250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTTNMwmi1Uo/TVrPr0dnGBI/AAAAAAAAAno/nX6xsv7GGNY/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brecken fell in love with the fireman hat and boots. The boots were so big she could hardley walk in them but she sure didn't want to take them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fyRMG9F6TQ/TVrPrit8LnI/AAAAAAAAAng/f3KuoNYisEA/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573995835785227890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fyRMG9F6TQ/TVrPrit8LnI/AAAAAAAAAng/f3KuoNYisEA/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big sissy Maclae helped Kharis with the tricycles. They spent a good hour on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uko_UkMF2Pw/TVrPrMayrdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Ec73MJ0qK4g/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573995829799333330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uko_UkMF2Pw/TVrPrMayrdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Ec73MJ0qK4g/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Levi in the canoe. He thought he was driving a car. We all had a great day but boy was mommy wiped out at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmr3bePvH4A/TVrPqoSLEAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/AmPP3pUV5nU/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573995820099506178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmr3bePvH4A/TVrPqoSLEAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/AmPP3pUV5nU/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little note. I thought that I had already rotated the pictures but as you can see I didn't. This momma is way to tired to change them so sorry about the kink you will get in your neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3024382692368088167?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3024382692368088167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3024382692368088167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3024382692368088167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3024382692368088167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/02/childrens-museum.html' title='Children&apos;s Museum'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fTTNMwmi1Uo/TVrPr0dnGBI/AAAAAAAAAno/nX6xsv7GGNY/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4607507201926180164</id><published>2011-02-12T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:03:13.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Well today I have two weeks until my due date. Things are changing just very slowly which is fine with me. I seem to always do this the last month. Just makes it easier on me when the day finally comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and I went to Omaha and bought the last of the things that we need. We are going to get the co-sleeper set up in our room this weekend. Baby clothes have been washed, birth kit is ready, meals are planned, and now we will just wait until the Lord decides for this little one to be born. I have a different feeling than I ever have before. I can't explain it. I don't like the labor part but I don't seem to be stressed about it like I normally am. By now I am having sleepless nights wondering how I am going to get  through the labor. This time I am just having sleepless nights because I am uncomfortable. So for now I will deal with my sleepless nights and dream about thsi new little one who we will soon be welcoming into our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4607507201926180164?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4607507201926180164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4607507201926180164' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4607507201926180164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4607507201926180164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/02/2-weeks.html' title='2 Weeks'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2422441056781347827</id><published>2011-02-08T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:21:33.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Feb. 3rd was daddy's birthday and we wanted to surprise him with a blessing of gifts. He had told us for many days before that he didn't need anything. Well maybe he didn't need anything but we knew there were still things we could get him that he would like. He works so hard for this family that we wanted to show him how much we appreciate him. I think sometimes we forget to shower the men and dads in our with love so that is what we did .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPGpPgR9I/AAAAAAAAAm4/g_iYa_79aKM/s1600/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571391558346885074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPGpPgR9I/AAAAAAAAAm4/g_iYa_79aKM/s400/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is opening up his gift from Levi. Levi wanted to get him a box of Sour Patch Kids which was very sweet. There was only one problem by the time we got home there were only 8 left in the box. I guess he decided to taste test them for Daddy first. Then after daddy opened them he couldn't figure out why he wasn't aloud to eat the rest. Think we need to work on sharing just a little with this little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPGNpBYwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/cEzFzyAxhZ8/s1600/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571391550937719554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPGNpBYwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/cEzFzyAxhZ8/s400/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a picture of daddy with all of his gifts. We always do this with all of the kids so we decided daddy needed to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPF-ruzkI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Xoc0mdFn7XU/s1600/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571391546922552898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPF-ruzkI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Xoc0mdFn7XU/s400/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily mad Daddy a football cake which was always his favorite as a little boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Dad hope you had a great time. We all love you and are so blessed by all you do for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPFV-P32I/AAAAAAAAAmg/dPr_nEwJVfg/s1600/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571391535994363746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPFV-P32I/AAAAAAAAAmg/dPr_nEwJVfg/s400/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2422441056781347827?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2422441056781347827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2422441056781347827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2422441056781347827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2422441056781347827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/02/daddys-birthday.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TVGPGpPgR9I/AAAAAAAAAm4/g_iYa_79aKM/s72-c/Emily%2527s%2Bcamera%2BDecember%2Bthru%2Bfeb.2011%2B217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8455330374527470138</id><published>2011-02-02T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T06:06:14.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Are Changing</title><content type='html'>Yeah my body is finally getting ready to do something. I have been a little discouraged lately because I haven't had very many Braxton Hicks and no contractions at all. I usually do this the last month so I was beginning to think I would carry this baby forever. (I know I won't but when you get to this point you just want to have the baby) So last night while I was watching Biggest Loser with the kids I started having just the beginning of those wonderful contractions. They were very mild but a few of them were a little uncomfortable. I waited it out and it lasted about three hours and then stopped. For me that is showing me that my body is getting ready and that we are really going to have a baby sometime this month. Hopefully it will be sooner than later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8455330374527470138?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8455330374527470138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8455330374527470138' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8455330374527470138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8455330374527470138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-are-changing.html' title='Things Are Changing'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-5330926398296860029</id><published>2011-01-28T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T07:03:49.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Lap Went Bye-Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The other night after dinner we were all sitting around the table talking about our day and Levi was reading books in his chair. We have created a bad habit with him and we are now trying to correct it. For some reason whenever he was finished eating we would just let him down, which we have never done with any of the other children. Now we have to retrain him to sit at the table until everyone else is done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the other night he sat like such a big boy and everyone was done so daddy told him he could get down. He came running to me and said,"Yap mommy, Yap."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked at him and said," Honey Mommy's lap went bye , bye." It really has gone and I have no more room for him to sit on my lap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looked at me with a very serious look on his face. Lifted up my skirt to see my legs and got really excited and said," It's back mommy, it's back."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was so cute and priceless that I had to let him sit on my lap just one more time. But no more because he just squishes the baby which is very uncomfortable for mommy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In about a month my lap will be  back and Levi can sit on it all he wants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-5330926398296860029?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/5330926398296860029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=5330926398296860029' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5330926398296860029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5330926398296860029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/01/mommys-lap-went-bye-bye.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Lap Went Bye-Bye'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3929405336097667545</id><published>2011-01-19T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T13:28:53.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednseday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TTdXf-A6SFI/AAAAAAAAAmI/wj1AWNFrr2g/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564012071373916242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TTdXf-A6SFI/AAAAAAAAAmI/wj1AWNFrr2g/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3929405336097667545?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3929405336097667545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3929405336097667545' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3929405336097667545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3929405336097667545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/01/wordless-wednseday.html' title='Wordless Wednseday'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TTdXf-A6SFI/AAAAAAAAAmI/wj1AWNFrr2g/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4470780756813851050</id><published>2011-01-18T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T05:56:28.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Where has the time gone. I just looked at my ticker and my days are now in the 30's. I have had some emotional days lately and I am sure it is just because I am getting closer. I don't even know if I can explain how I have been feeling. Guilt is one word. Which I know guilt is not from the Lord so I am really working through this. I feel guilty that this little boy gets to be born and be a part of our family. I have those questions again and don't understand why Elias never made it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Questions. I know these are all questions I will never have an answer for, and even when I get to Heaven it won't matter. So why do I worry and wonder about this, well because I am human and it still hurts. I wonder what it will be like to hold this little one in my arms. Will I have that same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; as I have with all the other ones, or will I question why he is here and not Elias. I know this sounds crazy but this is how I feel. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;praying&lt;/span&gt; and asking God to see me through this, which I know he will. It has just been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; different this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4470780756813851050?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4470780756813851050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4470780756813851050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4470780756813851050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4470780756813851050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/01/gettign-closer.html' title='Getting Closer'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6331559346305316391</id><published>2011-01-13T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T20:09:50.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TS-sUzf6vVI/AAAAAAAAAmA/onNI9ijAWWc/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;With baby number 8 you would never imagine someone would want to throw you a baby shower. Well I was wrong and we are very blessed to have a wonderful lady from church who offered to give us a shower. When she first asked me about it I thought, no way this is baby number 8. She went on to say, "but this is the first baby since you have been at the church." I still felt a little strange about it. This Sunday when I went to church the invitations had been made and handed out and I actually felt really excited. I guess there is no more being in denial. the pregnancy is coming to the final stages and we are going to have a BABY. Yeah!!! That is exciting and I am ready to hold another little one. Never thought this day would come and it has been a long year but I am ready. So I decided to share the invite with you all because I was so excited at how creative this lady is that I almost cried. The boys room is construction theme so that is going to be the theme of the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561853538247294290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TS-sUzf6vVI/AAAAAAAAAmA/onNI9ijAWWc/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't it the cutest invitation. Thank you Kelly for blessing our family with this special day. It is greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6331559346305316391?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6331559346305316391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6331559346305316391' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6331559346305316391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6331559346305316391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/01/baby-shower.html' title='A Baby Shower'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TS-sUzf6vVI/AAAAAAAAAmA/onNI9ijAWWc/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3952228908140647661</id><published>2011-01-07T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:56:56.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love it when my children bless me with their service. I feel very blessed right now. I just came home from the library with the 4 little ones and walked into a newly cleaned house. It smelled good and looked great. They wanted to surprise me and have it all done before I got home. The upstairs and basement is all that is left and they are working hard on doing that right now. What a blessing to have children who see when something needs to be done and puts there hand to it. I told them you will be blessed for this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I sometimes struggle on a daily basis as to whether or not we are doing the right thing. Most days are very time consuming with homeschooling and just simple things as keeping Christ the center of all we do. It is on days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; this I see the fruit and thank the Lord He took us down this path, and that we chose to be obedient and listen to his calling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Children are a blessing and a gift from the Lord. I often for get this is in our daily routine but it is so true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3952228908140647661?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3952228908140647661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3952228908140647661' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3952228908140647661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3952228908140647661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-blessing.html' title='What a Blessing'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-258310257752828490</id><published>2011-01-03T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T05:57:04.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What will 2011 Hold?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;2011, what will it hold for our family? I am not really sure but one thing I am sure about is whatever it holds it will be what God has planned. With daddy getting ready to graduate in May he is beginning to do the dreaded job search and possible relocation for our family. I was a little anxious at first, but have taken this to the Lord and I am feeling confident that no matter where God takes us He will be with us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not many of us like change and I am the first to admit that I am one of them. I am content to live here where we are but I also want to be where the Lord wants us, and it may not be where I think it should be. At church on Sunday the men gave their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;testimonies&lt;/span&gt; for the year and it was amazing to see how God is working in people's lives. It is amazing to see how many of us struggle with the same issues, letting God lead us, trusting that God knows what is best, having hope when things are rough, etc. I see that we all have hard times but I also see one common theme we all get stronger through those times. So even though I don't know what this year holds, good or bad I know in the end God has a plan and I know it is a good plan. So right now I will Wait on the Lord and see where he takes our family. Like a friend told me one day look at it as an adventure. That is what I am going to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-258310257752828490?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/258310257752828490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=258310257752828490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/258310257752828490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/258310257752828490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-will-2011-hold.html' title='What will 2011 Hold?'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8752046854133495635</id><published>2010-12-28T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T15:53:39.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pictures from the last couple of days. This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Reaghan&lt;/span&gt; and Creighton with their stockings Christmas morning.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp23AyWN6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/RPXp5Gs2N2I/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555883777790982050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp23AyWN6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/RPXp5Gs2N2I/s400/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three little ones with their stockings. Every one was pretty happy. Even mommy and daddy because the kids slept until 7:00a.m. That was our Christmas Present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp22_xNmhI/AAAAAAAAAlo/XdYmdyscDK0/s1600/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555883777517787666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp22_xNmhI/AAAAAAAAAlo/XdYmdyscDK0/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is of the children picking out their ornament on Christmas Eve. Since we moved to Iowa I started a new tradition of buying an ornament for everyone and they have to try and pick which one I bought for them. I try to find something that will remind them of the year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; this year was especially difficult. The kids love this and look forward to it each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp22XCJtEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/4Y0a-WzMwYY/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555883766582981698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp22XCJtEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/4Y0a-WzMwYY/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some pictures of the kids sledding. We had a white Christmas so the kids have been spending some time outdoors sledding and using up their energy that can really drive momma mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp22H8Yv0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/4kBqS37QoNY/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555883762532269890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp22H8Yv0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/4kBqS37QoNY/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp210hFoBI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/EQVCNMBbQSc/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555883757317496850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp210hFoBI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/EQVCNMBbQSc/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope you all had a blessed Christmas and enjoyed some special times with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8752046854133495635?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8752046854133495635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8752046854133495635' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8752046854133495635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8752046854133495635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/12/few-christmas-pictures.html' title='A Few Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TRp23AyWN6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/RPXp5Gs2N2I/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2973099752781511035</id><published>2010-12-23T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T18:50:10.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Blessing</title><content type='html'>I have not posted about this yet because I am still in a little bit of shock. This is a good kind of shock, and I just wanted to praise God before I shared what he has done in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday afternoon I got a phone call from my midwife and she needed to re-schedule my appointment. No big deal I thought babies come and appointment get moved all the time. Well while we were talking she told me that someone wanted to give one of her clients a Christmas present and pay for their birth. I heard her say that but had no clue what she was going to say next. She went on to tell me that she had told them the moms she had who were due and that this person had chosen us and wanted to pay for our birth. A complete stranger doesn't know us just wants to bless us by paying for our birth. I couldn't even talk I just cried. As I was crying and trying to gain composure she went on to tell me that the rest of my transportation fees would also be taken care of. At this point I felt so overwhelmed that I couldn't even talk. I told my midwife thank you but I was crying so hard I'm not sure she could understand me. But I knew she understood, because she too is a woman of God, and we both knew this was God using another person to do His work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of what is so neat about this story is just about two weeks ago my hubby's car really started acting up. We know we have an oil leak so until we can get a new car we are putting oil in it every other week to keep us going. I got a little nervous through all of this because I knew we still had to pay for the birth, which was going to come out of taxes. Well guess what God knew exactly what we needed before we even asked. As I write this I still can't believe how miraculous this blessing was. No one knew anything about hubby's car and no one knew what we needed but the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I shared this with my mom the first thing she said," Was how can someone believe there is no God." There is a God, the one true God who loves and cares for His people. We are so blessed to have a saviour who came and took our place so we could spend eternity with our Heavenly Father. I pray this Holiday Season we all remember that this birth was the birth that brought us our salvation, and what a precious and priceless gift that is. If you don't know Jesus I pray you will have that burning desire to know Him and love Him just as I do. I have never regretted the decision to have Him as Lord of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry CHRISTmas Everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2973099752781511035?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2973099752781511035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2973099752781511035' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2973099752781511035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2973099752781511035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-blessing.html' title='A Christmas Blessing'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6246815310152584199</id><published>2010-12-14T05:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T05:15:18.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TQdruHKbxLI/AAAAAAAAAlE/B-btjV23WM8/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550523505698391218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TQdruHKbxLI/AAAAAAAAAlE/B-btjV23WM8/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am still learning about how different boys are than girls. This little guy seems to challenge me everyday, not in a bad way just a boy way. He is a boy who is very active and I am still learning that I need to let him get his energy out. I have had many moms tell me that boys need to be outside so they can run and play. Well it is winter now and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; 6 girls we don't spend much time out in the winter. I am learning from this guy rain or shine he likes his outside time. The other day we took him outside to play and three of the girls went with him. He ran and chased them and laughed and screamed and did what boys do best. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; night at dinner we all were surprised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he was so quiet and well behaved, we thought could it possibly be the outside time. The next day we did the same thing and guess what we had an enjoyable child again. Now we have snow on the ground and I am just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to have to bite the bullet and bundle him up for his daily outside play. This is from a mother who is still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;learning&lt;/span&gt; about boys after 6 girls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; in a few months, we'll have another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; guy. I am sure my life will change again, but thankful that the Lord has chosen me for this path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6246815310152584199?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6246815310152584199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6246815310152584199' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6246815310152584199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6246815310152584199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/12/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TQdruHKbxLI/AAAAAAAAAlE/B-btjV23WM8/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2628939085948797978</id><published>2010-12-09T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T19:14:57.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>I just looked at my ticker and it says 80 days. I can't believe it. Where has this pregnancy gone?&lt;br /&gt;I was just talking to my Pastor's wife and I was sharing with her that I still don't have that excited feeling yet, and that daddy hasn't even felt the baby move yet. can you say denial? I guess when I am holding my baby in my arms then it will be real. This has been a wonderful pregnancy physically and I am so thankful for that. God is so good after a storm he really blesses us with a beautiful rainbow and I feel like he has done that with this pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, onto other news. My oldest daughter turned 14 yesterday. I don't know where the time has gone. It is really weird because I always get emotional on her birthday. I was up in my room crying yesterday for no reason but I am sure it was because of her birthday. She had a wonderful day and got her special gift which was a camera. We sent her on a scavenger hunt to find it and the final stop was the oven. She was so excited. last night when I went to bed I am sure she had taken over a hundred pictures. Emily we are so blessed to have been given the gift to be your parents, you truly are a blessing and bring us Joy everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548884289199398194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TQGY3J153TI/AAAAAAAAAk8/KlZlUoSX6zo/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here is our Emily in all her glory. Her cake was decorated blue and she saved her frosting till last for this reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2628939085948797978?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2628939085948797978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2628939085948797978' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2628939085948797978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2628939085948797978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/12/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TQGY3J153TI/AAAAAAAAAk8/KlZlUoSX6zo/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6282346152145926015</id><published>2010-11-25T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T04:48:40.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip to South Dakota Part 2</title><content type='html'>O.k. this picture is suppossed to be at the bottom of the page but I messed up. So here is Reaghan with her daddy on the go carts. She was in heaven and had a blast.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5aDXchKiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/6gzQjU4dIgM/s1600/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543467205219396130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5aDXchKiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/6gzQjU4dIgM/s400/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture didn't rotate. Sorry. These are pictures from our trip to South dakota. Only a month later. After we spent the morning at the cemetary visiting Elias we took the kids to Sioux Falls to lunch and then off to miniature golf. This is Kharis learning how to hold the golf club. Didn't last very long she wanted to de it her way and that's what we let her do.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5W4TMWkOI/AAAAAAAAAko/Ojjx7GroRjY/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543463716564406498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5W4TMWkOI/AAAAAAAAAko/Ojjx7GroRjY/s400/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As soon as Levi got his club it became a gun. This kid is 150% BOY. Even though he lives in a house with 6 big sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5Wz4pIg0I/AAAAAAAAAkY/pued51nrq1k/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543463640717886274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5Wz4pIg0I/AAAAAAAAAkY/pued51nrq1k/s400/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had this wonderful game that the kids and daddy fell in love eith. It was called human fooseball. The kids played for well over an hour and laughed the whole time. We recruited some extra team mates so we could have a real game. Hubby thinks someone st our church needs to make one of these for fellowship Sundays. They had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5WzQJCbVI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jaZq3IDcLsk/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543463629845851474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5WzQJCbVI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jaZq3IDcLsk/s400/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maclae was goalie and did an awesome job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5WzD0GgzI/AAAAAAAAAkI/y-jkfAo5oNs/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543463626536813362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5WzD0GgzI/AAAAAAAAAkI/y-jkfAo5oNs/s400/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad surprised the girls and took them on the go carts. Living on a budget the miniature golf was pretty pricy so I figured there was no way to do go carts, but dad surprised them by using his lunch money for the week. What a great Dad. They all had a blast with this extra treat. Thanks Daddy for making it such a special day for all of us. None of m y pictures turned out of Maclae driving, but this one of her waiting to start the RACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5VkhIlftI/AAAAAAAAAj4/KV9Cuz7SpS8/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543462277197692626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5VkhIlftI/AAAAAAAAAj4/KV9Cuz7SpS8/s400/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Emily rounding a corner she had a blast and could have done this all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5VkG6WfLI/AAAAAAAAAjw/RL_eVJ9lfVY/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543462270158666930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5VkG6WfLI/AAAAAAAAAjw/RL_eVJ9lfVY/s400/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all had a wonderful time and really needed to laugh and play as a family after such a long year. We had a such a great day wish everyday could be like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6282346152145926015?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6282346152145926015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6282346152145926015' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6282346152145926015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6282346152145926015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-trip-to-south-dakota-part-2.html' title='Our Trip to South Dakota Part 2'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TO5aDXchKiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/6gzQjU4dIgM/s72-c/126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6291919901331807535</id><published>2010-11-19T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T06:29:19.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Days</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it I have 100 days left. It seems like a lot to some people but this is a day I have been looking forward to.  As each day ticks by the reality is beginning to sink in that we are going to have a baby. This time a year ago I remember being so truly in the midst of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grief&lt;/span&gt;. I think it was overtaking me, but at the time I didn't see it. I really thought I would never hold a little one in my arms again. I still have a hard time feeling like this is real, but it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6291919901331807535?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6291919901331807535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6291919901331807535' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6291919901331807535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6291919901331807535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/11/100-days.html' title='100 Days'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7283324929179397880</id><published>2010-11-15T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:16:51.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Better Day</title><content type='html'>Well I can say that the blues have left me. I am feeling much better and am getting excited about the holidays which will be here before we know it. I think part of my problem last week was that we took the week off from school to get some big chores done, so our schedule went out the door. I am just a momma who likes to have some type of order to her life. By Thursday night my husband had said, "I think you need to do school with the kids because they are out of control." This was the truth, they were CRAZY and WILD.&lt;br /&gt;Today we are back to doing school and life feels normal again. Right now the kitchen is clean, Bible time is over, kids are in their jammies, the house is settling down and becoming quiet and mommy feels great. I love this time of the evening when the kids are coloring, reading, or playing something quiet it brings true Joy to my heart. I also love the noisy times too but the quiet evenings are my favorite. I am looking forward to a great week, hope you all in blog land also have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7283324929179397880?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7283324929179397880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7283324929179397880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7283324929179397880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7283324929179397880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/11/better-day.html' title='A Better Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8644292415627389011</id><published>2010-11-10T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:26:40.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Kind of Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The past few days have been really strange lately. I am feeling a little down emotionally for some reason. I can't really put my finger on what is triggering this but I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;praying&lt;/span&gt; it goes aways soon. I feel like all I want to do is cry. I think part of it might be that a lot of women at church have had their babies and I feel like my day is never going to come. I am even having a hard time believing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; is o.k. with this pregnancy. I have been told everything looks great but I just can't wrap my heart around this baby. I don't know why. I feel him kicking all the time but still have doubts about having a healthy baby. I know that sounds crazy but that is really how I feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It also doesn't help that I have been having these weird dreams at night. One dream was that my doctor had to cut me open like a c-section and drain some fluid while I was still pregnant. This dream was really weird because after he did this he told me I would have to have a c-section to have this baby. Then last night I had this dream that my sister was pregnant. She was waiting to have a c-section and she kept telling me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; it hurt really bad. I told her to stay still and I would get a nurse. When we got the back the baby was crowning and within 1 push the baby was born but was not breathing. No one did anything. All the doctors just stood there and said, "They don't worry about it until it has been 5 minutes." Bizarre, how bizarre. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8644292415627389011?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8644292415627389011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8644292415627389011' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8644292415627389011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8644292415627389011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/11/feeling-kind-of-blue.html' title='Feeling Kind of Blue'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2340500537592388655</id><published>2010-11-07T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T04:38:41.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Picture</title><content type='html'>This summer when we went to California we had family pictures done. I think we have finally picked one to blow up and send to grandparents. Levi has a goofy look on his face and Kharis is acting silly but that is one of the reasons why we liked this one. The kids were being kids and I think those are some of the best photos. I have a few more and once we get thme all cleaned up I will post those also. Just wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TNadOXr_otI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3OGDOuHQDW8/s1600/_MG_1991_-_4a_%40_300_-boy_-Creighton_new_face_-final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536785662100873938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TNadOXr_otI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3OGDOuHQDW8/s400/_MG_1991_-_4a_%40_300_-boy_-Creighton_new_face_-final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2340500537592388655?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2340500537592388655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2340500537592388655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2340500537592388655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2340500537592388655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-picture.html' title='Family Picture'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TNadOXr_otI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3OGDOuHQDW8/s72-c/_MG_1991_-_4a_%40_300_-boy_-Creighton_new_face_-final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7522316364654730302</id><published>2010-11-03T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T14:13:55.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was a wonderful day. I went to a dear friend's house and held her new baby boy in my arms for hours. It felt so good. I haven't held a baby boy since I lost Elias. This was the first one and it was absolutely wonderful. He was so tiny and perfect and he just let me hold him and look at him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Makes me very excited for my baby to arrive. I still have a long ways to go but each day is one day closer. My ticker is almost to day 100. Thank you Lord for this special day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7522316364654730302?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7522316364654730302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7522316364654730302' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7522316364654730302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7522316364654730302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-day.html' title='A Good day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-763396238801380580</id><published>2010-10-25T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T07:39:56.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Elias</title><content type='html'>We spent the weekend in Souht Dakota to celebrate Elias' 1st Heavenly Birthday. Two of the girls made crosses for him so they wanted to put them on the headstone. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUaimDNpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZROflWa33jI/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531990900978431634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUaimDNpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZROflWa33jI/s400/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of all the children. It was a little cloudy and cold but not unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUafme8OI/AAAAAAAAAjI/9PPPUx94JVo/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531990900174942434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUafme8OI/AAAAAAAAAjI/9PPPUx94JVo/s400/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Daddy with baby Elias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUZqcX7VI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-BujoH9Cwrk/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531990885905460562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUZqcX7VI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-BujoH9Cwrk/s400/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to release the balloons. This was the kids favorite part. They were so excited running all over with their ballon. Mommy got a little upset about this and daddy had to remind me that we  were here to celebrate. Of course daddy was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUZJueR9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/AjWHCVnGY1w/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531990877123004370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUZJueR9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/AjWHCVnGY1w/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we released all of the balloons. We had a great weekend and I will post more pictures of the weekend and tell you all about our little adventure with Levi. For now I just wanted to focus on remembering Elias. We miss you and can't wait to see you in Heaven someday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUYVQENRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/cotT1capWcw/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531990863036822802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUYVQENRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/cotT1capWcw/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-763396238801380580?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/763396238801380580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=763396238801380580' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/763396238801380580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/763396238801380580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-elias.html' title='Baby Elias'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TMWUaimDNpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZROflWa33jI/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8699597022525081761</id><published>2010-10-20T04:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T04:42:25.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Almost A Year</title><content type='html'>I don't know where this past year has gone. On October 23rd it will have been a year since I gave birth to our little Elias who had already gone home to be with Jesus. The first 6 months after the loss are a total blur to me. I missed out on so much because I was struggling with the loss. I know we all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grieve&lt;/span&gt; differently but I just couldn't get out of that miry pit. Until the day my 13 year old daughter said, " She didn't even think I cared about anything but losing the baby and having another one." Boy did that hurt. She was right, I had made everyone else in the house feel like they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; nothing to me. It was a wake up call to be thankful for all I had and that I was a very blessed momma.&lt;br /&gt;Almost a year later and I have really had a change of heart about my children. They are all gifts and they are truly not mine. They are the Lord's and only on loan to me until he calls them home. During the time I have them I need to love them and teach them to love the Lord. I am still so very sad that I lost Elias but at times I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;am so&lt;/span&gt; very thankful because it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; given me a different outlook on life. I understand how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; life is and to really cherish the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; you are given with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we will go to South Dakota to celebrate our little boys first year in Heaven. I actually look forward to this, there will be tears but I also know that I will see him someday and all my tears and pain will be no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8699597022525081761?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8699597022525081761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8699597022525081761' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8699597022525081761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8699597022525081761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-almost-year.html' title='It&apos;s Been Almost A Year'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6494355169221410696</id><published>2010-10-18T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:09:02.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Needed</title><content type='html'>I am writing this post because I know a lot of you out there are prayer warriors. Our house has experienced a major sickness this fall. It began the end of August with our 4 year old and has affected almost everyone. I thought I would get away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; getting this but I began showing symptoms 3 weeks ago. I am exhausted and am in bed many days. Baby is fine but this particular sickness can sometimes take 3-4 months to get rid of. Right now we are all working on building our immune system back up. I need to get rid of this so I can rest for baby. My midwife says it should be gone before baby comes but I will still be pretty wiped out she thinks physically. Prayer is needed for quick recovery and that I would be able to get the proper nutrition while I am sick. I am struggling with not wanting to eat I just am not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6494355169221410696?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6494355169221410696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6494355169221410696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6494355169221410696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6494355169221410696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayers-needed.html' title='Prayers Needed'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8461981439258614383</id><published>2010-10-12T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:57:02.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Way</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I am to the halfway point in this pregnancy. I remember when I first found out I was pregnant I couldn't wait until the day I could say I was 20 weeks. Well I can say that now. I was at the doctors to day and he said ,"You're 20 weeks and 2 days." That was wonderful to hear. Now my next goal is third trimester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8461981439258614383?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8461981439258614383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8461981439258614383' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8461981439258614383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8461981439258614383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/10/half-way.html' title='Half Way'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3175950747879210962</id><published>2010-10-05T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T06:00:18.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it is October already, where has the year gone. I have always loved this time of year as the days get shorter, the nights get colder, and all the beautiful colors as the leaves begin to change. I am trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; this, because October seems to also hold a place in my heart that often makes me very sad.&lt;br /&gt;October 31st 2007 I had my first miscarriage. This was heartbreaking for me as I was very naive about pregnancy. I always thought you found out you were pregnant and 9 months later you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;held&lt;/span&gt; your new little bundle. You see I had 6 children and had never experienced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; complications, so that night when I woke up and found blood I truly became a different person. My eyes were opened to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pain that&lt;/span&gt; many women go through, a pain so great you wonder if you will survive. I survived and Sept,13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2008 I gave birth to our first son. What a blessing he is.&lt;br /&gt;October 21st 2009 was another one of those bring you to your knees moments. I was again pregnant but this time I was already in my second trimester and had heard the babies heartbeat, so of course everything would be fine. I was wrong, very wrong. I was making breakfast for the children when I felt something was not right. I went to the bathroom and sure enough there was blood. What would I do? Could I do this again? I am already showing how will I get through this. I knew I needed to call the doctor and get in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;, so that is what I did. Once in that ultrasound room, no words were spoken we just waited. As soon as the screen went on I saw the baby but no movement. I knew our baby was gone. I cried and cried and truly felt like I was going to die. The next week was and still is a blur. We had our baby boy on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Octber&lt;/span&gt; 23rd 2009 and buried him on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Octber&lt;/span&gt; 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2009. All I could think was I will never get through this.&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten through but it has not been easy. I know I will never be that same which I think is a good thing. I understand know how precious life is and to not take it for granted. I do have to admit that I am a little nervous about it being October. I am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;superstitious&lt;/span&gt; but I am pregnant again and I just want to get through this month. I know the month has nothing to do with our previous losses it is just hard for me right now as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;grieve&lt;/span&gt; the loss of Elias and carry this new life. As I type this post my little guy is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;letting me&lt;/span&gt; know he is o.k. he just started kicking me, I think I should go so I can feed me and the little one.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week and a blessed October.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3175950747879210962?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3175950747879210962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3175950747879210962' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3175950747879210962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3175950747879210962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/10/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8096370326151868869</id><published>2010-09-28T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T07:13:43.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Child's Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It seems like the last week and a half the children have really been struggling with getting chores done. They think as soon as school is finished it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; to play. So I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; felt like all have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt; lately is correct and discipline. Attitudes have been very nasty towards each other and I have been feeling very defeated. I know that kids will be kids but the training and discipline has to continue or they will have a rough time when they grow up. Today seemed especially frustrating with three of the girls. The 10 year old, 8 year old, and 6 year old were not listening at all. I told them that they had to do school and then they would have extra chores the rest of the day. I have kept them very busy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My 8 year old has a very, very free spirit. Does everything she can to stay out of work and thinks that life should only be about having fun. Lately I have been doing a Bible study with her and the 10 year old about Pride. we have been studying what God thinks about Pride and what he thinks about Humility. It has been very eye opening to both of them and I can see their little hearts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wanting&lt;/span&gt; to do what is pleasing to God, but that Pride just takes over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today I had to run to the store real quick and pick up a few groceries. While I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gone&lt;/span&gt; I told the older two girls they had to do their chores and then they could go back to working on their school. The oldest had chores from yesterday and today to do. When I got home from the store 8 year old had the mop out and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; ready to mop the shoe room. I was a little shocked to say the least. I told the oldest these were her chores and she needed to do them, but I was pleasantly surprised to hear that the 8 year old offered to help her. She told her sister she had learned in Bible study that if someone needs help you need to think of others &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; help them. I can't believe she actually heard what I have been teaching. The Holy Spirit grabbed onto that little heart of hers and she obeyed the prompting to be a servant to her sister. Thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;you Lord&lt;/span&gt; for this treat of seeing the fruit in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;child's&lt;/span&gt; life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8096370326151868869?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8096370326151868869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8096370326151868869' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8096370326151868869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8096370326151868869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/09/childs-heart.html' title='A Child&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-1119878390059486468</id><published>2010-09-23T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:48:25.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TJu6bpPjsyI/AAAAAAAAAio/Pi39Xgznsss/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520210752363016994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TJu6bpPjsyI/AAAAAAAAAio/Pi39Xgznsss/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having a little boy in the house has really changed the dynamics in our home.  I really didn't know what it would be like raising a boy with 6 big sisters. I wondered at times if he would be a little feminine or just different. Well I was wrong about that. Levi is 150% boy. He is non stop, loves to be dirty, pretends he is a soldier, likes to play guns, LOVES to be dirty, loves to climb and wrestle, and is always making noises. My husband tells me quiet frequently that Levi is more of a boy than he ever was. I am learning that even when we can't see things through our eyes the Lord always knows best. I really was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt; for a little boy in a houseful of girls but the Lord has taken care of all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning everyday just how different boys and girls really are. Just yesterday we found Levi on top of our 15 passenger van. He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt; playing with his big sisters when one of them came running in to tell us that Levi was on top of the van. We know for sure the girls helped him somehow but I know the girls at 2 years old would never have done that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they would have been too scared. Then last night right before dinner we found him covered front to back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mentholatum&lt;/span&gt;, and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; happy as a kid in a candy store. He couldn't figure out why we were so upset when mommy puts that on him at night before he goes to bed. He looked at us like this is what mommy does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I can only imagine the dynamics in our home in a couple of years. Never would have thought I would ever have a son and now another one on the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-1119878390059486468?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/1119878390059486468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=1119878390059486468' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1119878390059486468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1119878390059486468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/09/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TJu6bpPjsyI/AAAAAAAAAio/Pi39Xgznsss/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3934156365086639292</id><published>2010-09-20T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T18:55:47.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 to 2</title><content type='html'>This last weekend was pretty interesting. There were some scary situations with the pregnancy but everything turned out to be just fine. Praise the Lord. Today when I was at the doctor making sure things were o.k. with baby I had the opportunity to peak. I really didn't want to at first but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; it wouldn't hurt to just look this one time. So that is what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you would like to know so I will tell you. The answer is in the title. We are all very excited at this new score.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3934156365086639292?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3934156365086639292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3934156365086639292' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3934156365086639292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3934156365086639292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/09/6-to-2.html' title='6 to 2'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4436896786102538170</id><published>2010-09-15T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T05:38:39.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 weeks 1 Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had my monthly doctor's appt. I wasn't really nervous because I think I have been feeling the baby move lately. Once the doctor came in and listened to the babies heartbeat I thought I would be relieved but the weird thing is I'm not. I just can't get past this mental block I have of believing that things are o.k. I want to get excited about being pregnant and this new life but i just can't and I don't know why I am allowing myself to stay here. I actually felt a little depressed after the appt. and don't know why. I am hoping that once I start feeling the baby move these feelings I am having will pass.I haven't even gotten the maternity clothes out yet I just am wearing all of my clothes that have elastic. Praying for the Lord to give me peace through this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4436896786102538170?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4436896786102538170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4436896786102538170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4436896786102538170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4436896786102538170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/09/16-weeks-1-day.html' title='16 weeks 1 Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3516939624942950147</id><published>2010-09-13T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:28:32.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who's Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TI6_9PFF4uI/AAAAAAAAAiU/J_PimIVLW0k/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516557652316250850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TI6_9PFF4uI/AAAAAAAAAiU/J_PimIVLW0k/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe it but our little man is two. It is amazing to me how the dynamics in our house have changed over these past two years. I love my girls but I also love my little boy. Thankful that the Lord has blessed me with this little guy. Excited to see the plans the Lord has for him as he grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3516939624942950147?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3516939624942950147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3516939624942950147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3516939624942950147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3516939624942950147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/09/look-whos-two.html' title='Look Who&apos;s Two'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TI6_9PFF4uI/AAAAAAAAAiU/J_PimIVLW0k/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3742464505911617597</id><published>2010-09-10T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T05:39:01.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Days Of School</title><content type='html'>We have almost made it through our first full week of school. It started out great the first few days and then we had some bumps in the road. I always forget how time consuming schooling the children is and I sometimes lose focus. I have to remind myself that God called our family to this way of life so he will be the one who guides us through it.&lt;br /&gt;So today is Friday and it is so tempting to tell the children we are taking the day off, but I am not going to do that. We are going tot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preserver&lt;/span&gt; and get through the day. I am going to push the tired eyes open and give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; for being blessed to have my children at home with me. We are going to finish our first week of school and look forward to next week.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for blessing me with this opportunity to teach my children morning, noon, and night. Help me to keep my eyes focused on you and help me to remember to teach them to Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3742464505911617597?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3742464505911617597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3742464505911617597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3742464505911617597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3742464505911617597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-days-of-school.html' title='First Days Of School'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-5811715108851349377</id><published>2010-09-02T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T06:12:17.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Visitors</title><content type='html'>My parents came in to town on Sunday afternoon. My sister and her family were with them. They are moving to North Carolina so it was nice to get to spend and evening with all of us together. Nana and Papa stayed here with my Nephew Blane who is 18. They will be here for about a month, so it will be nice for the kids to get to spend that time with their grandparents. My parents always come and stay for an extended period which has helped the children grow very close to them. We start school on Monday which will be interesting since we have always been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt; middle of school when my parents are visiting. I will have to be really strict with the children to keep them on schedule. The kids like to sneak over to the guest house to visit Nana and Papa. We are blessed to have family who enjoy and our children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-5811715108851349377?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/5811715108851349377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=5811715108851349377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5811715108851349377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5811715108851349377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-have-visitors.html' title='We Have Visitors'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-126133609256369959</id><published>2010-08-28T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:38:03.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Days Are Going So Slow</title><content type='html'>I feel like time is standing still. I will be 14 weeks on Monday and I am so ready to be past this month. I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; my 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; week to come and go, but it seems like it is never going to get here. I feel like the pregnancy has gone pretty well so far except the past few weeks have really lingered. I have really had to fight that fear that tries to creep up inside of me. I will walk past the mirror and look at myself and think, uh-oh I don't look as big as I did yesterday, or I will feel something not normal and worry that something is going wrong. This has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; been a  different pregnancy. I am happy for each day I get through but I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to hitting some of my own personal mile stones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-126133609256369959?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/126133609256369959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=126133609256369959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/126133609256369959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/126133609256369959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/days-are-going-so-slow.html' title='The Days Are Going So Slow'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3708051578355869068</id><published>2010-08-24T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:08:17.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Up and Down Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lately I have been on an emotional roller coaster. I will have a day where I will start to get a little excited and start dreaming about holding this little one, and then poof that fear creeps in. The Devil is really trying hard to steal my Joy and I am fighting just as hard to not let him win. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then today I had my first appointment with my midwife and you won't believe what happened. We couldn't find the heartbeat. I know I am only 13 weeks but I have heard my other babies by now so I tried to stay as calm as possible. I felt exactly I did that day in October last year. I just kept telling myself I know everything is o.k. Well I called the doctor who I have been seeing and as soon as I told the receptionist that we couldn't find the heartbeat she told me to come in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;. Which of course I did. I was fine on the drive over to the doctors, fine in the waiting room, but as soon as I walked into the ultrasound room I lost it. Then my doctor came in and said, "o.k. let's see what's going on." I looked at him and just started crying and told him I didn't think I wanted to know. He was so kind and understanding, standing in front of the screen so I couldn't see, because I was a wreck at this point. Within a few seconds he had moved and there was our little baby and I could see their feet moving around. It was such a great feeling. He assured me this is common to not find the heartbeat with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doppler&lt;/span&gt; this early. Well for me it isn't common and the only time we have never heard a heartbeat was with Elias. So to say the least I was a little excited to see our little bean jumping all around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3708051578355869068?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3708051578355869068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3708051578355869068' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3708051578355869068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3708051578355869068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-and-down-day.html' title='An Up and Down Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8209322218040865044</id><published>2010-08-20T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T05:58:43.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Mornings</title><content type='html'>We started something new a few Fridays ago and the kids love it.  My 4 year old loves pancakes and I feel like I never make them. So a couple of Fridays ago I asked my oldest daughter if she wanted to learn how to make the homemade wheat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pancakes&lt;/span&gt;. She was hesitant at first but once I told her how you do it she got started. I didn't even help her and they turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt;. Since then we have been doing this every Friday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; they kids love it. Right now she is getting ready to put them on the griddle and all the kids are waiting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;patiently for&lt;/span&gt; their yummy pancakes. Sometimes I just can't believe how blessed I am to have these children who really do love to do things to make their siblings happy. My days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt; kitchen seem to be getting shorter and shorter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8209322218040865044?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8209322218040865044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8209322218040865044' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8209322218040865044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8209322218040865044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-mornings.html' title='Friday Mornings'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8057885163574482641</id><published>2010-08-18T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:48:11.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 weeks 2 days</title><content type='html'>I went to the doctor today to see our little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bambino&lt;/span&gt; and make sure that things were still going well. Everything looks great. Baby is growing and mommy couldn't be happier. I talked to a friend after the appointment and she said I sounded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; better than normal. Maybe that was a bit of excitement that she heard. I got lots of pictures of baby and still can't believe that I am growing another life inside of me. I have it my head I am just ready for it to hit my heart. For now I feel great and have a huge grin and I am praying that I will start to feel some excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8057885163574482641?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8057885163574482641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8057885163574482641' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8057885163574482641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8057885163574482641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/12-weeks-2-days.html' title='12 weeks 2 days'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7243208289524747965</id><published>2010-08-16T13:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T13:15:53.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Rambling</title><content type='html'>I finally did it. Did what you ask? I got this year's curriculum ordered. I know it shouldn't be such an ordeal but every year I dread it. Once I get it done I am so relieved and ready to start the new year. This year I will officially be schooling 5 children, 1st through 8th grade. Amazing how the more children I school the easier it gets. Next year I will officially have a child in high school.  Where has time gone I will never forget her first year using Bob Jones and wondering what have I gotten myself into. Now I couldn't think of doing it any other way. Kind of exciting to think that my children have been with me since day one and I have enjoyed it. Kind of funny in today's society to hear a parent say they love having their children under their feet all day everyday. The Lord really can do change the heart of his people. When I was pregnant with my 3rd child I wanted to get a nanny and go back to school full time. Now look at me pregnant with number 8, homeschooling 5 children and open to the Lord blessing us as he sees fit. Thank you Lord for opening my eyes to your wonderful gifts. Have a great school year everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7243208289524747965?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7243208289524747965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7243208289524747965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7243208289524747965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7243208289524747965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-rambling.html' title='Just Rambling'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3894042293649372370</id><published>2010-08-13T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:31:17.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Week</title><content type='html'>This week seems to have been extremely busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the first half and has left me paying for it. I think I overdid it this week and I am paying for it today. I was beginning to really feel better and then today the morning sickness hit and has had me knocked out all day. Just can't get comfortable and my tummy just wants to be stubborn. I am going to bed early and praying for a good weekend. Hope all of you have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3894042293649372370?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3894042293649372370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3894042293649372370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3894042293649372370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3894042293649372370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-week.html' title='A Long Week'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7959425811425773823</id><published>2010-08-11T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:14:49.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of us at the beach trying to take family pictures.  Interesting when there are nine of us.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TGLY6hDM2FI/AAAAAAAAAiE/E3SoKO4bwd8/s1600/_MG_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504200194415974482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TGLY6hDM2FI/AAAAAAAAAiE/E3SoKO4bwd8/s400/_MG_2003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Daddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the boy having fun. The boy was determined to be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TGLY6J0q-II/AAAAAAAAAh8/MS4X0mQ6Yd0/s1600/_MG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504200188181018754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TGLY6J0q-II/AAAAAAAAAh8/MS4X0mQ6Yd0/s400/_MG_1991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of our posed family pictures. And of course children were not cooperating. As we've had more children I have gotten to where I realize there will be no perfect picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TGLY5nWWotI/AAAAAAAAAh0/B4caaNj8dVc/s1600/_MG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504200178927051474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TGLY5nWWotI/AAAAAAAAAh0/B4caaNj8dVc/s400/_MG_2000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite. All the ladies in his life kissing his head. Of course there was no room for the main one(me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7959425811425773823?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7959425811425773823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7959425811425773823' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7959425811425773823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7959425811425773823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TGLY6hDM2FI/AAAAAAAAAiE/E3SoKO4bwd8/s72-c/_MG_2003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-1076675265023966092</id><published>2010-08-06T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:39:17.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Year</title><content type='html'>July 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was a special day for hubby and I only we were both very sick in bed with the stomach flu. July 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 1995 we made a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt; in front of family and friends and the Lord to love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;each&lt;/span&gt; other through sickness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;and health&lt;/span&gt;, through good and bad times, etc. Well 15 years ago I would have never guessed I would be where I am today. A houseful of children, a mind full of memories, and excited to see where we will be in the next 15 years. We have been through many different trials these last 15 years but nothing like this last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was lying on the couch trying to feel like a normal person, my husband slipped me a little card. It was beautiful. He told me he knew it had been a long year and that our tragedy was something no one should ever have to go through. I just cried and cried thinking we have come so far. He told me he loved me and always would.I thought to myself he stood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;by me&lt;/span&gt; when I was a total wreck, he loved me when I didn't want to be loved, he let me throw a fit when I needed to, he stood up to his vows he loved me when I was sick. Not physically sick but emotionally sick. How many men do that? He knew I was going to have to get through this in my time and he was patient, much more patient than I would have ever been. He was my rock and I was the raging storm, but he never moved. Yes there were some really bad days where I thought we are not going to make it, but he remained steadfast even as I tried to push him further and further away. Marc thank you for loving me during this journey of life. I know it wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we will walk through this next journey together a little more confident. I know as a couple we will get through it I just hope I don't lose my mind. We are expecting a baby the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;. I feel like things are going to be fine but there are many times when I am not. I would be kidding myself if I said, I was not terrified. Lately all I can think about is what we went through last time. I am now about 10 and a half weeks along and I have been fine but I keep thinking the further I get the harder it will be if I lose this baby. How do you not think those thoughts? We are human. I feel like I can't even get excited yet because something might happen. Then I think to myself I am not in control so why worry about this. It has been a lot harder than I ever thought it would be. I dreamed of getting pregnant and being able to tell everyone, now I just want to hide and keep it a secret. I think if it is secret nothing will happen. I know, sounds crazy, but the things that go through your head after a loss sometimes make no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is I have decided to break out of my shell and start sharing the news. Please pray with our family as we walk this road of anxiously awaiting the arrival of a healthy baby.The Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt; I need a lot of prayers right now. I am specifically asking for prayers for mommy to become a little more excited about this new life. I keep very quiet about it and try to change the subject when daddy and kids talk about the baby. I want to feel that excitement just like they do. Thanks to all of you out there who read this and have prayed for us before. You have blessed us more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; you will know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-1076675265023966092?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/1076675265023966092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=1076675265023966092' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1076675265023966092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1076675265023966092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-year.html' title='What a Year'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-1396688111881634860</id><published>2010-08-04T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T06:36:21.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was a very full day for us and I was a little concerned as to whether or not I would get everything done. A lady from our church had brought a lady in to speak about home remedies and I really wanted to go. She was going to talk a lot about using herbs and making your own tinctures. This seminar started at 9:00 and Ia was taking all of the children, because the church was also having a 5-day club. Perfect timing the kids could have fun and so could mom. I knew I would have to plan ahead so everything would be taken care of. Monday night my oldest daughter made dinner ahead of time for the next night. She made the lunch and got it ready to go so we wouldn't have to eat out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then yesterday I woke up to a wonderful surprise. The kids let me sleep until 7:00. They had gotten the little ones up, dressed them, and fixed their hair. As I was getting ready they made sure everyone got fed even mommy. Then it was time to go and I had forgotten to check to make sure we had everything. I shouldn't have been surprised. They took care of packing all the food, water, diapers, and extra food. I was amazed and proud of how my daughters took charge and got a family ready to be away from home for a whole day. Plus we had a great dinner ready fro us when we got home. Thanks girl for all you do, you both will be great wives's and mommy's some day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-1396688111881634860?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/1396688111881634860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=1396688111881634860' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1396688111881634860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/1396688111881634860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/08/busy-day.html' title='A Busy Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-19443524300404487</id><published>2010-07-24T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T08:16:17.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things Kids Say</title><content type='html'>This past week my older girls have been measuring their hair to see if it is long enough for Locks of Love. Some of them are ready and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; of them are very close. They seem to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with this right now and every time I turn around some one has a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ruler&lt;/span&gt; in their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night daddy was sitting on the couch and we were all just kind of talking about the day,  and what we should do this weekend, just hanging out with dad. As we were sitting there our four year old gets out the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ruler&lt;/span&gt; and takes it over to measure her daddy's hair (he has no hair). She then proceeds to climb up into his lap and this is what she says, "Daddy your hair is zero inches, so you have no hair." It was priceless. She was so serious but it was so funny. Love the things  little kids say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-19443524300404487?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/19443524300404487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=19443524300404487' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/19443524300404487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/19443524300404487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-past-week-my-older-girls-have-been.html' title='The Things Kids Say'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4390770474729863958</id><published>2010-07-19T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:25:38.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pool Yet</title><content type='html'>Summer is in full swing here in our neck of the woods. So what does that mean for our family? Well usually it means lots and lots of time at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Not this summer. So far we have gone once and on that day we stayed for only an hour. We had to leave early because my oldest had pulled something in her back and she could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; walk.&lt;br /&gt;The next week we were going to make up for it but that didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;Then this last week we thought for sure we would get some pool time in. Nope everyone got the flu. I mean everyone , even mommy and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;So today is Monday and I thought hey we can go to the pool. That would be a great afternoon treat. Well guess what? We are not going to the pool. Levi decided to grab the hot skillet that his sister was holding and has second degree burns on all four fingers. The blisters cover the whole length of the fingers and part of his thumb. So I guess we won't be going this week either.&lt;br /&gt;Praying next week we can get to the pool and enjoy some time relaxing, before summer slips away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4390770474729863958?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4390770474729863958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4390770474729863958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4390770474729863958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4390770474729863958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-pool-yet.html' title='No Pool Yet'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4758313790811185269</id><published>2010-07-06T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T05:00:59.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our view</title><content type='html'>This is what we saw daily. Tanks. Levi loved every minute of it. I think he thought it was a parade or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. They went right down the road that sat in front of our campsite, so the little man had front row service. Daddy keeps saying he is going to be a Marine. We will see. Thought this was a cute picture. Retired Marine and Marine in Training.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TDMaQ8WQeiI/AAAAAAAAAhc/CiMW2NcgaJU/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490761249074477602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TDMaQ8WQeiI/AAAAAAAAAhc/CiMW2NcgaJU/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4758313790811185269?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4758313790811185269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4758313790811185269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4758313790811185269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4758313790811185269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-view.html' title='Our view'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TDMaQ8WQeiI/AAAAAAAAAhc/CiMW2NcgaJU/s72-c/family+vacation+june+2010+191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8927281807545579879</id><published>2010-07-01T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T05:24:18.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuckered Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCyI1S_C_qI/AAAAAAAAAhU/B_SWk9CB-zk/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488912495068511906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCyI1S_C_qI/AAAAAAAAAhU/B_SWk9CB-zk/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend of mine had posted a picture of her child sleeping in the car on a recent road trip. I thought it was very cute. Then I remembered I had snapped a picture of sleeping children while on our trip. These two were tuckered out after only 5 days we still had 11 to go.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCyH9zIFueI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PXtGv5xByeI/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488911541623699938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCyH9zIFueI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PXtGv5xByeI/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8927281807545579879?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8927281807545579879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8927281807545579879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8927281807545579879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8927281807545579879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/07/tuckered-out.html' title='Tuckered Out'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCyI1S_C_qI/AAAAAAAAAhU/B_SWk9CB-zk/s72-c/family+vacation+june+2010+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4391312569370754624</id><published>2010-06-30T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T06:22:21.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip Part 2</title><content type='html'>Our next stop on our trip was Sunny California. We camped on the beach for 6 nights. The first night I laid in bed and listened to the waves crash on the beach, a sound I haven't heard in a very long time. The first morning we were there the kids were up bright and early and they were in the water by 7:30 a.m. We all had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBKjJJVPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/IghOY2ndOH0/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488552220369179890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBKjJJVPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/IghOY2ndOH0/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBKC2JZ9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/s1drHWdRSD0/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488552211699558354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBKC2JZ9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/s1drHWdRSD0/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBJiUPC7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/qXxtEviP9Yo/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488552202967387058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBJiUPC7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/qXxtEviP9Yo/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBJK27NyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/-X1LKxI8x9o/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488552196670437154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBJK27NyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/-X1LKxI8x9o/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys favorite thing to do was play in the sand with his new Tonka Trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBIWaUXyI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eldEGDydLzA/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488552182591807266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBIWaUXyI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eldEGDydLzA/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4391312569370754624?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4391312569370754624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4391312569370754624' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4391312569370754624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4391312569370754624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-trip-part-2.html' title='Our Trip Part 2'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCtBKjJJVPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/IghOY2ndOH0/s72-c/family+vacation+june+2010+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2413288251873947999</id><published>2010-06-28T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:47:34.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip Part 1</title><content type='html'>The first leg of our trip was to see Gram and Grandpa in Phoenix. They took us to our favorite Mexican restaurant. Levi loved the salsa so much he drank it. Definitely a Jensen.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimRWos0XI/AAAAAAAAAgU/F6hLzjgcegI/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487818963015225714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimRWos0XI/AAAAAAAAAgU/F6hLzjgcegI/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kharis&lt;/span&gt; going for a ride in Grandpa Darrell's Corvette. She was so excited she could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimQ-q9ThI/AAAAAAAAAgM/6kfTzHVcVBA/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487818956582243858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimQ-q9ThI/AAAAAAAAAgM/6kfTzHVcVBA/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Gram and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Grandpa's&lt;/span&gt; house and the kids were sitting just taking a break from the Arizona heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimQc8bUiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/338wIqppERo/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487818947528708642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimQc8bUiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/338wIqppERo/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three little girls being silly at Gram's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimPyrHMNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/sYz4thchrpQ/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487818936181797074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimPyrHMNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/sYz4thchrpQ/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our favorite place to be when we go to Phoenix. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caramba's&lt;/span&gt; the best. We had a great time in Phoenix and can't wait until we go visit again. (Which I am sure will be a ways down the road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimPdiL9TI/AAAAAAAAAf0/kRwPSrC2zog/s1600/family+vacation+june+2010+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487818930507216178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimPdiL9TI/AAAAAAAAAf0/kRwPSrC2zog/s400/family+vacation+june+2010+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2413288251873947999?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2413288251873947999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2413288251873947999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2413288251873947999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2413288251873947999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-trip-part-1.html' title='Our trip Part 1'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TCimRWos0XI/AAAAAAAAAgU/F6hLzjgcegI/s72-c/family+vacation+june+2010+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8996824549631726095</id><published>2010-06-27T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T16:41:17.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Home</title><content type='html'>It is great to be home. We had a wonderful and fun filled two week vacation. We spent 6 days at the beach in California and the kids loved every minute of it. Then we headed to the Grand Canyon, I always forget how Grand it is. Our last leg of the journey took us through the beautiful mountains of Colorado. We have been home for a day now and we are all resting from our wonderful vacation. I will post pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8996824549631726095?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8996824549631726095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8996824549631726095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8996824549631726095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8996824549631726095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-home.html' title='We Are Home'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4869742866202516555</id><published>2010-06-10T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:02:35.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The benefits of having many children when getting ready for a two week trip to California.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is 3:00p.m. the day before we head out on vacation. The van is loaded, the food is cooked and packed, the kids shoes are waiting by the door to slip on, the laundry is folded and put away, and the house is clean and ready for our return. This is not a  joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed beyond measure with children who love(Well maybe like) to help. This is our first long trip in two years and I can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how well we did getting ready for this venture. I think I am getting the hang of having a large family. O.k. Lord I think I can handle a few more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well we are off for a much needed break. It has been a long hard year for our family and we are looking forward to some good quality family time. Have a great two weeks and I will be back with lots of pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4869742866202516555?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4869742866202516555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4869742866202516555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4869742866202516555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4869742866202516555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/06/were-off.html' title='Were Off'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-6970811243581789138</id><published>2010-06-08T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T06:55:25.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh In Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well it is my last weigh in before vacation. I was a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt; because I feel like I haven't been doing very well with keeping track of what I am eating. So here are the results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week 135.8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week 134.6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lost 1.2 pounds. My goal was to be 130 when we went to California but I didn't make it. I am o.k. with the loss that I have made because I can see that this has become a lifestyle and not a diet. I have not been under 135 since I got pregnant with my 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; child who is going to be 8 in July.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-6970811243581789138?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/6970811243581789138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=6970811243581789138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6970811243581789138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/6970811243581789138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/06/weigh-in-day_08.html' title='Weigh In Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3779162024434184654</id><published>2010-06-05T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:59:52.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TArI1_aKP6I/AAAAAAAAAfg/75tljQx4woI/s1600/PICT0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TArI1_aKP6I/AAAAAAAAAfg/75tljQx4woI/s400/PICT0468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kharis&lt;/span&gt;' birthday cake. Our oldest daughter has taken the job over of making the cakes in the family. She does a wonderful job.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3779162024434184654?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3779162024434184654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3779162024434184654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3779162024434184654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3779162024434184654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-cake.html' title='Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TArI1_aKP6I/AAAAAAAAAfg/75tljQx4woI/s72-c/PICT0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4801414373660213453</id><published>2010-06-02T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T06:22:10.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TAZafPc3rII/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ut1soBWiNWk/s1600/Elias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TAZafPc3rII/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ut1soBWiNWk/s400/Elias.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Saturday visiting our little boy Elias. What a beautiful day it was. &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;If you click on the picture it will enlarge.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4801414373660213453?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4801414373660213453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4801414373660213453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4801414373660213453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4801414373660213453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/06/elias.html' title='Elias'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/TAZafPc3rII/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ut1soBWiNWk/s72-c/Elias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-502967683447825333</id><published>2010-06-01T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T06:50:39.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh In day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My weight is coming off slower and slower. I didn't even weigh in last week because I was really bad. I was better this week but not real strict. I did begin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt; again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I weighed in this morning and saw a loss. Not a very big loss but a loss is  a loss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two weeks ago 136.8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today                  135.8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well a pound is a pound. I just got my 10 pound star from weight watchers. 5.8 pounds to got to hit my goal weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slow and steady wins the race. I have now officially been doing WW for 10 weeks and have lost 10 pounds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-502967683447825333?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/502967683447825333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=502967683447825333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/502967683447825333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/502967683447825333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/06/weigh-in-day.html' title='Weigh In day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-552698195067932541</id><published>2010-05-28T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T06:24:34.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>I feel like yesterday was a huge milestone for me and my mom. Since I lost the baby in October I have been very careful what to say and what not to say to my mom. I have kept my guard up just because I didn't want her to worry about me. I haven't shared with her how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt; i want another child because I know she is worried and scared for us. We as parents never want to see our children hurt even when they are grown. Well yesterday her and I were talking and I felt like it was the right time for me to do some sharing with her. I told her that Marc and I were ready and we felt like the children were also ready. So I told her that we had begun praying for a healthy pregnancy to go full term with a healthy child. I know she prays &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and I mean &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, so I asked her to put us on her list. I know it doesn't seem like a big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;deal&lt;/span&gt; to some but it was a turning point in my relationship with my mom. I felt like i could share my dreams with her again and i haven't felt that for awhile. So when we hung up the phone she said, "I love you and I will pray for you tonight." I love it because I know this will be bathed in prayer not only by us but also by my mom. Thanks mom for keeping the door open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-552698195067932541?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/552698195067932541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=552698195067932541' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/552698195067932541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/552698195067932541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4298546051595011001</id><published>2010-05-26T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T07:29:33.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Book</title><content type='html'>I picked up this book that I was going to read while on vacation in a couple of weeks, but I kind of started reading it. Well I didn't start I started and finished it in less than a week. It is one of those books that you can't put down. The book is"I will carry You," written by Angie Smith. It is fabulous and a great read for everyone. Angie found out when she was 18 weeks along that her baby had many health issues that would cause her to die in the womb or shortly after being born. I am sure many of you had followed her story. I had heard about her but I was pregnant and wanted to stay as far away from stories like this. I guess I thought if I got to close it might happen to my baby. How &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt; we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After losing Elias I have found many people linking to her blog so I decided to get caught up and read her story of Audrey Caroline who she decided to carry even with an outcome that was not promising. What a brave and courageous woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was reading her book and I read something that literally took my breath away. It was a prayer and I would like to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;This is what she wrote on page 153 of her book the page I will have marked for a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord  Jesus, I am asking for Your presence to fill the room of the person holding this book. I ask that You remind him or her that Your power is made perfect in weakness and that the battle raging against us is no match for You. In Your powerful name, I command &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt; to leave this home.Leave this marriage alone. Stop whispering lies about the circumstances of death and the belief that we could have done anything differently. Silence the lies the enemy has thrown to us. You have no right here, Satan, and we rebuke you in the name of the Savior. Jesus, bind his hands so that he will no longer wreak havoc in the lives of these precious parents. We bring them to you and lay them on Your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;altar&lt;/span&gt;, eagerly awaiting the day when You will redeem what we have lost. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This prayer spoke volume to me. I immediately put my hand over my mouth and sobbed like a baby. This is exactly how I have been feeling. I know in my heart this is an attack from the devil but I don't think I was strong enough to even acknowledge it. He has come into our house many times through these last 7 months and has created lots and lots of havoc in every area. I felt like the blinders were removed yesterday. I will be saying this prayer fervently as to keep the enemy away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4298546051595011001?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4298546051595011001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4298546051595011001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4298546051595011001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4298546051595011001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/wonderful-book.html' title='A Wonderful Book'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7396634083784348840</id><published>2010-05-25T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:48:50.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My Little Reaghan turned 10 last month and went on her first date. You probably are thinking to yourself isn't she a little young. She is a little young but when the man taking her out is her Father I think she will be well taken care of. Daddy started this tradition with our oldest daughter. The girls look forward to this day with great anticipation. Here Daddy and Reaghan are getting ready to go out for the  night. He took her to a movie, the zoo and then out to dinner. Pretty special first date if you ask me. I still can't believe she is 10!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S_wNgEoVa8I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vIagVTqjaII/s1600/PICT0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S_wNgEoVa8I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vIagVTqjaII/s400/PICT0375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7396634083784348840?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7396634083784348840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7396634083784348840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7396634083784348840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7396634083784348840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-date.html' title='First Date'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S_wNgEoVa8I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vIagVTqjaII/s72-c/PICT0375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7706959181925402070</id><published>2010-05-21T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:27:26.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;This is what happens when you are the only boy who lives in a house with 6 big sisters. You get your way. The face is proof. He knows he has us all wrapped around his little finger. He decided one morning while the girls were picking up their room that he wanted to listen to big sissy Emily's I-Pod. As you can see here, there was no objection. Just wait Levi until you hit the real world some day. You will not always be the center of attention. For now, we will allow this because it is oh so fun, to spoil our one and only little man.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S_bAjxYsGXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2ICNCdZvVa8/s1600/PICT0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S_bAjxYsGXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2ICNCdZvVa8/s400/PICT0393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7706959181925402070?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7706959181925402070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7706959181925402070' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7706959181925402070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7706959181925402070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/littel-king.html' title='The Little King'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S_bAjxYsGXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2ICNCdZvVa8/s72-c/PICT0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8924092311967387912</id><published>2010-05-18T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:39:02.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh In Day</title><content type='html'>I wasn't going to weigh in today. I feel really good and my clothes are fitting nice again and overall I am content with my weight loss. I didn't want to get to the point where this was a diet and not a lifestyle change. So this past week I didn't log into weight watchers once and I just did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; I have been doing these past 2 months. Hubby and I went out to dinner and splurged. We shared an appetizer of hot wings, and for dinner split a sandwich and salad. After dinner I splurged and had two pieces of chocolate covered honeycomb. Yummy. This weekend we had a graduation and I chose to skip desert since I had splurged the night before. It's all about choices and it isn't that bad to say no more than yes. It is now my weigh in day and this week has been one of my best weeks, I didn't feel like I was missing out on anything and I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to continue on with this just at a more relaxed pace.&lt;br /&gt;So here are my results.&lt;br /&gt;Last week 137.4&lt;br /&gt;This week 136.6&lt;br /&gt;Loss .8 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I lost. 9.2 total. My goal was to lose 15.8 lbs. I am over half way there. I think I might actually achieve this goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8924092311967387912?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8924092311967387912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8924092311967387912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8924092311967387912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8924092311967387912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/weigh-in-day_18.html' title='Weigh In Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-9064027944099158844</id><published>2010-05-14T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:40:01.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>I have been all over the place lately with my emotions. I try not to use this blog as a place to complain, but I have met so many wonderful women who have been through what I am going through and sometimes it helps me to let my true self out.&lt;br /&gt;This week has truly been a roller coaster and I am not even sure why. One day I am happy and content with my life &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the next day, I am crying my heart out to God and asking, "Why, why Lord have I been chosen to walk this path in life?"&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning I told my husband I wish God would let us look through a crystal ball. Wouldn't that be just wonderful. We could see our journey before we even start, but then I began to rethink this. If I could have seen down the road would I have turned and found a different path? Would I have learned to trust God even when it hurts so bad you can't hardly breathe? Would I have the faith I have now? Many times I just want to fast forward through this time in my life but then I remember I have never been so close and so intimate with God. I have learned through this that I can tell Him everything. I have yelled , cried, laughed, been quiet, rejoiced, and sought wisdom from my heavenly Father. I am so grateful that He has been beside me the whole time. The pain is still new at times but it is getting less and less.&lt;br /&gt;I remind myself almost daily that "Those who plant tears will reap a Harvest of JOY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-9064027944099158844?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/9064027944099158844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=9064027944099158844' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/9064027944099158844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/9064027944099158844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-5031493117122226031</id><published>2010-05-13T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:05:11.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ten Commandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S-wVJlKnsuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/mNvSziqDeRo/s1600/PICT0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S-wVJlKnsuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/mNvSziqDeRo/s400/PICT0281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our cute little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kharis&lt;/span&gt;. As of right now she is the baby of the girls. She is full of life, and oh so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;The other night while we were doing family devotions she decided to tell us that obeying your mom and dad was one of the ten commandments. We told her, "Yes, that is correct do you know any more of the Ten Commandments?" After a very long pause and a very quiet voice she said,"When your riding in the car sit still."&lt;br /&gt;Every one started laughing and we couldn't stop. The children listen to a song that talks about obeying your mom and dad. One of the verses talks about when your riding in the car you need to sit still. So I guess she figured since  the song talked about obeying mom and dad(which is one of the commandments) everything else in the song was a commandment also. So I guess we need to work on teaching her the Lord's Ten Commandments.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-5031493117122226031?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/5031493117122226031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=5031493117122226031' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5031493117122226031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5031493117122226031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-commandments_13.html' title='The Ten Commandments'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S-wVJlKnsuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/mNvSziqDeRo/s72-c/PICT0281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7903304618306199515</id><published>2010-05-12T06:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T06:05:13.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh In</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I forgot to post my weigh in yesterday so I will post today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not very good but I will still share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week 137.4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week 137.4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I stayed the same exact weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like my daughter Emily said," Well mom that's better than gaining weight." So I will take that encouragement and keep on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7903304618306199515?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7903304618306199515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7903304618306199515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7903304618306199515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7903304618306199515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/weigh-in.html' title='Weigh In'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-8755635390251074537</id><published>2010-05-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T06:06:18.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednseday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Az_cCUUoyrr5c1H7KlKA0A?feat=blogger"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U_sN0DvLKcQ/S98h6SGP89I/AAAAAAAAFLE/zIYoUsobvkA/s512/IMG_1340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-8755635390251074537?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/8755635390251074537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=8755635390251074537' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8755635390251074537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/8755635390251074537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/jensens.html' title='Wordless Wednseday'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U_sN0DvLKcQ/S98h6SGP89I/AAAAAAAAFLE/zIYoUsobvkA/s72-c/IMG_1340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-601901339476710436</id><published>2010-05-04T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:19:15.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh In day</title><content type='html'>It's Tuesday, which means weigh in day. Not sure if I really like Tuesdays anymore. These last 7 lbs seems to be coming off extremely slow.&lt;br /&gt;Last week 138.8&lt;br /&gt;This week 137.4&lt;br /&gt;Total loss 1.4 lbs this week. Next week I hope to do the same or better. Would love to be 130 by the time we go on vacation the middle of June.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-601901339476710436?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/601901339476710436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=601901339476710436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/601901339476710436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/601901339476710436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/weigh-in-day.html' title='Weigh In day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7071598290661198271</id><published>2010-05-01T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T19:39:32.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wow every where I turn I learn of another mommy who is going to be blessed with a new little one to love. The first few months after we lost Elias I would hear of women being pregnant and it would make me just want to crawl into a hole and die. Now it gives me that little bit of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; as I remember all of my pregnancies. The first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; you see the pink line and really can't believe you have a little one growing inside of you. The first time you hear the heartbeat, the first time you feel the little flutters, then the kicks. The first time you feel that contraction that lets you now you are truly in labor. All those firsts with each pregnancy are so exciting. And then that first time you lay eyes on your beautiful child, something you will never forget. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So even though I am not pregnant I will remember all of my firsts just like all these mommies are doing with their pregnancies. And just someday I will be having all those firsts with a new little bundle of my own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But for now I will enjoy the memories and make new ones with my 7 miracles that the Lord has blessed us with here on earth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7071598290661198271?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7071598290661198271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7071598290661198271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7071598290661198271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7071598290661198271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/05/firsts.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-18516438102003681</id><published>2010-04-27T06:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T06:06:44.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Gain</title><content type='html'>O.k. so today is weigh in day and I wasn't even going to weigh in, because this week I did terrible. Then I figured I can't just  blog about my wight loss I need to be honest and share everything. The good weeks and the bad weeks. So here is my bad week.&lt;br /&gt;Last week 137.8&lt;br /&gt;This week 138.8&lt;br /&gt;OOPS! I put on a pound. I will work harder this week and I hope to be back down next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-18516438102003681?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/18516438102003681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=18516438102003681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/18516438102003681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/18516438102003681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/04/weight-gain.html' title='Weight Gain'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-2215932424643513121</id><published>2010-04-26T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T12:29:41.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is QUIET</title><content type='html'>Right now it is extremely QUIET in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older children are at piano with Dad. The three younger ones are upstairs taking naps because they don't feel well. So the house is nice and quiet. Now I sit here and wonder what should I do. Nothing I think I will spend some time talking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-2215932424643513121?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/2215932424643513121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=2215932424643513121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2215932424643513121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/2215932424643513121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-is-quiet.html' title='It is QUIET'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-5009221479706925270</id><published>2010-04-24T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T16:37:28.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord knows Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;About a week ago I asked everyone to pray about a job promotion for hubby. We had both said we Love you Lord either way promotion or no promotion. At this same time we were praying that maybe this would be the month that I would find out I was expecting again. So again we prayed and said we Love you Lord baby or no baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So at the end of the week we found out that there would be no promotion and also no baby this month. We went out to dinner and talked and laughed and both said "We love you Lord!" I am learning through this process of trusting God that it sure is easy to trust Him when everything goes our way, but do we still trust Him when things go His way. Yes we do but sometimes there is a little heartache, and He knows how we feel. I am just thankful that the God I serve is a big God who loves me and does know what is best for us. Through this past week of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;No's&lt;/span&gt; He did surprise us with a huge blessing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone decided to bless us by paying off the rest of our hospital bill. Praise the Lord he takes care of everything. Thankful that the Lord doesn't always give us everything we ask for. I have grown closer to God these past 6 months than I think in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lord for holding me up and being my Father , I couldn't have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt; this without you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-5009221479706925270?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/5009221479706925270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=5009221479706925270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5009221479706925270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/5009221479706925270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/04/lord-knows-best.html' title='The Lord knows Best'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-3734338735681696102</id><published>2010-04-22T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T19:01:29.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaghan is 10!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S9D-ss1hfXI/AAAAAAAAAew/oqan_9o4oHE/s1600/reaghan%27s+10th+b-day+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463146391903763826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S9D-ss1hfXI/AAAAAAAAAew/oqan_9o4oHE/s400/reaghan%27s+10th+b-day+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where have these last ten years gone? I can't believe my little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Reaghan&lt;/span&gt; Mae is 10. I will never forget the day I found out I was pregnant with her. I was shocked to say the least but what a beautiful blessing she has been to our family. So thankful the Lord gives us gifts when we least expect them because I think those are sometimes the best.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Reaghan&lt;/span&gt;. Have a very blessed 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year. I love you Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-3734338735681696102?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/3734338735681696102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=3734338735681696102' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3734338735681696102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/3734338735681696102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/04/reaghan-is-10.html' title='Reaghan is 10!!!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7MVijvAMqs/S9D-ss1hfXI/AAAAAAAAAew/oqan_9o4oHE/s72-c/reaghan%27s+10th+b-day+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-7797692257302535622</id><published>2010-04-21T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T07:08:28.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe in The Arms of Jesus</title><content type='html'>Friday it will be 6 months since we lost our little Elias. Where has the time gone.&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a great week for both Daddy and I. We picked out the headstone and it will be at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt; before Memorial day. I hope we can get up to South Dakota that weekend and see it. I am very excited about this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I feel like there is some closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we get a picture of the memorial I will post a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we had engraved on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elias Arthur Lee Jensen&lt;br /&gt;October 23rd, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Safe in the Arms of Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-7797692257302535622?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/7797692257302535622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=7797692257302535622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7797692257302535622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/7797692257302535622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/04/safe-in-arms-of-jesus.html' title='Safe in The Arms of Jesus'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578126756449436999.post-4175075373451763575</id><published>2010-04-20T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:16:08.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh in Day</title><content type='html'>Weigh in day again for me. I didn't have a great week but I have received my 5% goal from weight watchers. So I am still losing it just is getting slower.&lt;br /&gt;Last week 138.6&lt;br /&gt;This week 137.8&lt;br /&gt;Total lost this week .8 lbs. Not a whole lot but at least it was a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.8 lbs to go to reach my goal. 8 weeks left until vacation I am going to be cutting it really close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578126756449436999-4175075373451763575?l=houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/feeds/4175075373451763575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7578126756449436999&amp;postID=4175075373451763575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4175075373451763575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578126756449436999/posts/default/4175075373451763575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseful-of-maidens.blogspot.com/2010/04/weigh-in-day_20.html' title='Weigh in Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07442121745875161439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
