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Ok all, I am moving blogs. The new URL for this blog is http://hampsonbaby.blog-city.com or you can just click here. I just like things better over there. I am working on moving all the old entries over, but that takes time. I will probably print everything out instead of moving it over. The archives will be here on blogger but the new site is where you can check out the news. I have a new

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Yesterday was a rough day for me. I don't have them too much anymore, but for some reason, I could not get past my loss yesterday. It started in church- maybe even before. Being in church always seems to make me emotional because it is there that I feel the closest to Grace. I sing praises to the Lord and remember that she is there, right in front of him, singing along with us. I take the

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Today was the big move. The three pastors from church and their kids, along with two other men came out to help. I got off easy in that I had to work in the office and couldn't help for part of the day. However, I did my fair share, believe me. I think that, if we work diligently tomorrow evening after getting back from seeing "The Passion of the Christ," and if we are successful in finding

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Is ANYBODY surprised by this? You are HERMIONE GRANGER. Smart and sensible, yougive off the impression of snobbishness atfirst, but once people get to know you, theysee you are more than just the class brain.You are very passionate and believe that lifeshould be fair, no matter what adults have toldyou. You stand up for what you believe in andare a very loyal and trustworthy friend. Which

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Oh my GOSH!! I never imagined in a million years that transferring apartments could be so much dang work! We've been slowly moving over to our new pad for the past few days/nights. I will confess that its mostly been me because Mark has school and work... he has to sleep sometime! After he leaves, I do a lot of work carrying stuff over and packing it up. Tomorrow is the big day though. The

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Smurf's Lunchbox! Which 80's Lunchbox would you be... if you were an 80's lunchbox... brought to you by Quizilla

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There is a picture on my church's homepage of my pastor holding A. and M.'s son for baptism. In the background, there hangs a banner "Child of God." I have grown so attached to the idea of infant baptism when I used to find it offensive and unbiblical. The children of believers are children of the covenant. That truth is how I know that Grace is in heaven. She was not baptized, but that does

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We're changing apartments.... the guys from our church will be here on Saturday, so we're trying to transfer as much as we can before then, starting with our storage closet and then making the dozen or so trips back and forth to move the books. Oh, the books. I'll bbl with an update.

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Check back later for my thoughts on the movie- I think its much better after seeing it a second time, although I cannot say much for the featurettes on the DVD. I do have some opinions on the 1950's Housewife stereotype which I hope to give some good thought to today. I posted earlier on the subject some of my thoughts on ten things a housewife can do to increase her husband's happiness when he

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You are Ephesians. Which book of the Bible are you? brought to you by Quizilla I didn't want a picture of Adolf Hitler on my blog, but here are the comments to the grammar quiz: "You are the grammar Fuhrer. All bow to your authority. You will crush all the inferior people under the soles of your jackboots, and any who question your motives will be eliminated. Your punishment is being the bane

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But its not a tropical heatwave. Today, we had a high of 66 degrees- I could've worn shorts and wished I had a number of times. Even now, at 9:07pm, my legs are sweating. I have the window open and it will remain so all night. All this right before I'm about to rotate the flannel sheets back on the bed. We got a glimpse of our new apartment this afternoon. Its laid out kind of funny but we

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You are one of the few out there whose wings aretruly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, anddivine, you are one blessed with a certaincosmic grace. You are unequalled inpeacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being ofLight your wings are massive and a soft whiteor silver. Countless feathers grace them andradiate the light within you for all the worldto see. You are a defender, protector, andcaretaker.

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Here's something else I just read after cooling off from my tirade. The notes in my study Bible suggests that Deut. 22:5 states that women should not wear men's accoutrements (like weapons) and that men should not dress like women. Its not so much to tell the difference between the sexes as to keep remind men of their military position, as all men in that time carried, and that women did not

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What IS IT with kooky Christian websites? I find some things so frustrating and this just happens to be one of them. I love how I'm ordered to wear pants by some know-it-all woman who believes that KING JAMES BIBLE is the only infallible, inerrant Word of God- ITS IN ENGLISH, LADY! I'm sorry, but a translation is not infallible. ONLY the books in their original languages, written by the hand

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"In mansions of glory and endless delight, I'll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now." I cannot sing of heaven without thinking of our Grace and weeping. She has realized heaven now- I weep with joy. Heaven is where we will see her again, hold her, kiss her, and hear her voice. I wonder what it sounds like.

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OH MY GOSH!!! Richard Linklater is making a sequel to one of my all-time favorite movies, Before Sunrise! Here is the basic plot fo "Sunrise" from Amazon: "This romantic, witty and ultimately poignant glimpse at two strangers (Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy) who share thoughts, affections, and past experiences during one 14-hour tryst in Vienna somehow remains writer/director Richard Linklater's

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I have been searching high and low for a more "user-friendly" site on which to host my blogs... I have found one, and I may or may not be transferring everything over there. I like it so much better- so much more style and everything... anyway, here's the link to my new "Caroline Ingalls" website... Being Caroline Ingalls. On this new host site, you don't have to know any html, so that will be

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OMG I sooooo don't want to work my last hour at Alpine today. I've had to take three unpaid hours from Peakview today to do this. I say that I'm feeling pretty good about myself because I want to "call in sick" so bad and I won't do it. I only have one more hour today and two hours tomorrow. Saturdays are cool because they are almost always returns or billing inquiries and very few angry

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I am obsessed with Quizilla- its got all kinda of weird quizzes- a few of which, you can see below. Aphrodite/Eros ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla Aphrodite... Goddess of Love. I guess that goes with me, although I CANNOT STAND mushy romantic stuff in real life... only in the movies... You are going to Marry orlando Bloom. He willalways treat you right and is

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Raver Bear Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You? brought to you by Quizilla

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Ah, its good to be home. I guess I'm feeling the regular anxiety that comes from having a new job. I don't know anything and I'm not even sure where to start in order to be trained. On-the-job training is difficult. Can't wait for the training days. Its hard to do a job when you're unsure of yourself- especially when you're trying to sell sell sell. Its pretty lax when you can't do anything

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The God of All Comfort This is one of the coolest renderings I've seen that represents what we all imagine- The Lord Jesus holding Grace and watching over us as we watch her "empty cradle." Almost found success- it is now... 9:18 and as soon as I attempt to post this, I'm signing off for the night. Have to get up early in the morning and put on the beef stew I think.

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I'm not going to say much about it yet- I just got home and I still have to pick up my suit at the cleaners, make dinner, and do the PM routine... Suffice it to say that I really think I'm going to like the job... I'm just VERY overwhelmed by everything. I haven't got a clue about anything except that I really like living at Peakview so come on and live here too! I will really really try to get

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I am a Halo. I believe I am perfect. Others may not think so, but those others are wrong. What Sort of Hat Are You? Go figure! I don't really think I'm perfect, by the way.

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"So You Want to be Caroline Ingalls"

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Well, I'm sitting here at my desk typing out my blog instead of taking P.S.'s advice and sitting down with a cup of tea or, in my case, coffee, and reading her reflections on various issues. My question is this- why does it always have to be TEA with Christian Ladies? Why not coffee? Is that like wearing pants? I'll cbl after reading for a bit. I find her reflections very interesting and

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Have been feeling a lot better since being hired for new job. I guess the prospect of doing something interesting and new instead of something boring and, frankly, not worth the money, really brightens my spirits. I've started looking forward to each day instead of wishing that I could go back to January when I was still pregnant. Not a day goes by that I don't cry for my daughter. I think of

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Or should I say "indoor?" We got an indoor bonsai from Mark's family and neighbors and I've been trying desperately to keep it from dying. I water it, as instructed, every other day, but it still seems to be dying. Leaves are turning yellow and falling off- how can this be? Well, today, I noticed that there are some NEW GROWTHS!! Little leaves are actually growing and I am so thrilled! I've

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Its exactly 3:06 a.m. here. I have to get up in three hours to leave for the airport to fly home to CA. I've been trying to sleep since 11:30 and for some odd reason, the sleep is just not coming. I'm not really sleepy at all. I feel terrible about it as I'm going out to visit. However, I think a few hours of sleep after I get there will be good. I found a website that instructs you on how

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Well, I got a new job today as a Leasing Consultant for my very own apartment complex out here in Colorado. I'd like to write more now, but honestly, I'm quite tired and I expect to be going to bed quite soon. Its been a very busy day. Wish I could have one un-busy day where Mark isn't asleep.

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I cannot believe this, but this thing was actually almost right on! My #1 result for the SelectSmart.com selector, Christian Denomination Selector, is Presbyterian Church in America/Orthodox Presbyterian Church My #2 result for the SelectSmart.com selector, Christian Denomination Selector, is Reformed Churches I assume this means RCA or CRC... and not the denomination of which I am a member.

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Your alter poet is Thomas Stearns Eliot. For you,life rocks pretty hard! Who is Your Alter Poet? brought to you by Quizilla Too bad- I've never read a word of TS Eliot. Poetry scares me.

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"If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, I am a housekeeper, not a homemaker. If I only have time for waxing and polishing, my children will learn of cleanliness, not godliness. Love leaves the dust in search of a child's laugh. Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints on the newly cleaned window. Love wipes up the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk. Love is the

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I replied to an email this morning from a friend at GBT and I thought I would post it here, considering that it really describes how I'm feeling today... "Hi C! Glad to get your email! I was thinking about you yesterday, wondering how you've been fairing in your new role at GBT along with other things. Mark and I are doing okay. We had a hard week with both of us not feeling well and dealing

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Ok, I am officially addicted to blogging. Have started new blog to record my "jaunt" into the wonderful world of classical education for adults. Right now, I'm in the grammar stage of Augustine's Confessions, so I have started this other blog to record my quotes and brief thoughts on how they relate to Augustine's life as an autobiography, along with any spiritual insight he might provide.

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I have been attempting to start, for the third time now, Augustine's Confessions. This is probably one of the most basic books one can read as a Christian. It is filled with theology, all of it worth considering although not all completely orthodox... most though, I would imagine. Augustine is an interesting fellow and I look forward to reading his autobiography. Yes, the story of his LIFE,

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And the lucky character is????? You are Marcie! Which Peanuts Character are You? brought to you by Quizilla Marcie. Go Figure. Who knew these could be so accurate?

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One more thing, I found a website called "Mom's In Print." They specialize in publishing books of all genres written by mommies. I wonder if I count... Anyway, that's part of the reason why I'm writing the topical journal... to hone my writing skills. I think, perhaps, I shall write a book one day. A book about Grace. A book about hope. But not today.

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I have started another blog, mostly to do the "Journal Jar" style of journaling. When we first moved here, I wanted to write everyday. My mom helped me cut up all the little journal topics and stick them in a big, over-sized mug. All I have to do is reach in and grab one. I don't want to journal topically here. The blog is about how I am coping with life after carrying and losing Grace, not

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Found this on the net today and I thought I would post it here. Very interesting. It can be found at www.aspecialplace.net in its entirety. Apparently, this is from a 1950's Home Ec. textbook... I have no included it in toto here because I don't want to violate any copyright stuff, so I've included my own version of the explanation for each number. 1. HAVE DINNER READY: Plan your meals so

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Genius that I am... I set up working today that will not allow me to take any kind of nap whatsoever. I guess I could at 3pm when I'm all over for the day... Heck, if they ask for people to take off early during my last shift, I'll take them up on it. Course, with my luck, they'll get slammed and ask for jumpers. I haven't worked a Saturday in so long. I find that I still feel some of the

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Managed to get through 1.5 hours before they were requesting that people leave early. I took them up on it because I needed to go out and take care of some stuff. Of course, at the end of the time, I got an IM from one of our AWESOME(!!) trainers letting me know that she'd QA'd my last few calls. Made a BIG FAT error with one of my calls crashing my score. I freaked out. Told Mark I was

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After a snow, the air outside is so fresh. The powder-covered mountains seem to glow. I love the clear and crisp horizon. All this reminds me of why I love living in Colorado. Even in a major metropolitan area like Denver, you still feel like you're in the country. Travel 20 minutes out to Erie and you truly are out in the middle of nowhere. If you're looking for a simple life, peace and

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I'm working two hours tomorrow, one hour at a time... and I'm nervous!! That frustrates me! Might as well be my first day on the job for all the butterflies I have. Where's an episode of "Airplane" when you need it! Those Southwest Customer Service folks are awesome! They are helpful but they stand their ground. As I told Deborah, I'm edging my way back in one hour at a time. One hour is

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Nough Said

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Hasn't happened yet. Yesterday, I walked down to Capri for my exercise. Talked with Dave and Mom on the phone the whole way down there which passed the time. I got up with the intention of working out- still will, but I had to get dinner on first. Another crockpot miracle creation!! And the day is so wonderfully gloomy outside... the kind of day, when you're working, makes you just want to

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So, I made this tasty veggie soup yesterday in the crockpot and decided to dress up "Day Two" by making it "Tuscan Style." This involves adding cannellini beans and... drumroll please!... Kale! Kale of all things! You know, the garnish that Claim Jumper uses on each and every plate that nobody eats? I listened to Leanne Ely from www.savingdinner.com on the, now-defunct Mom Show, talk about

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Had a talk with an old friend earlier today. He aplogized for not calling sooner- no problem of course! However, he paid us the greatest compliment during the course of our conversation. His mother forwarded one of my emails, probably the one announcing Grace's Heavenly berth. He conveyed that our letter increased his faith. If one can have faith during circumstances like ours... The Lord

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Found out this AM that a dear friend of mine is pregnant with her first. Of course, I am happy for her, but I can't help but seeing it as just another reminder of my own failure to produce a viable child. Although not viable, Grace was and is no less precious. Going to go drown in the coffee now. Have to plan next week's menu.

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Today is a day I've wanted to have for weeks now... I have made a pact with myself that I am not going to shower or do much of anything... its a rest day. I will be doing my AM, Afternoon, and PM routines and THAT IS IT! Otherwise, I am going to sleep, walk down to Capri Coffee and get something (thanks Dad!!), read, and maybe watch a movie or two. Heck, this may carry over to tomorrow as I

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BTW- Mark at all the chocolate ice cream, so there will be no Affogato for this lady tomorrow. Affogato, for all of you non-"Everday Italian" viewers is simply chocolate ice cream drenched in espresso and topped with fresh whipped cream. Should've tried it earlier when I had the chance!

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I confess. I throw it out on table. Its there and I can't hide it. I told God what I really think about losing our daughter. I hate it. I'm pissed. I'm sad. I'm angry... and I'm sorry. I'm sorry I feel this way. I don't think it shows a lack of faith on my part. Even Job wondered WHY God took away his family. "WHY did you take her?! She's supposed to be with me. I'm her mom! Babies

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Oh yes, and speaking of Omni, I have to put in something about "The Todd." Now, that term comes from my favorite, best-comedy-of-all-time, "Scrubs." Todd on the show is this horrible, over-sexualized surgeon who has a negative amount of tact. However, he is a VERY good surgeon, thus, the nickname, "The Todd." The Todd of whom I write is absolutely NOTHING LIKE the Todd from Scrubs. Nothing

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No, its not what you think. "Billy" is BILLY BLANKS!! I'm back on the Tae Bo wagon. Did the strength workout this morning before going out to lunch with friends from Omni. I managed to do the entire workout. Surprised even me. However, I can feel it. Oh boy, do I feel it. After having lunch with B. and C., I can honestly say that I have no regrets whatsoever about leaving Omni. What a

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"The Passion of the Christ." I'm still at odds over whether or not to see this film. I don't feel as though I need to see the violence committed against my Savior to feel the impact of all He went through to save us. I feel it every second of every day- every time I think of my daughter safe in His Arms, I feel the impact. Truth be told... I don't think I could stand watching the brutality.

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Of course, as soon as I published my new entry, the blog ad changed. Got my Tae Bo DVD's today. Hope to start working out tomorrow. If I can get myself in tip-top shape before getting pregnant again, I'll feel a lot better about things. I'm excited about it! During my last Ms. Fitness craze, I went Tae Bo crazy. And this time, there are THREE, count them, THREE separate workouts on top of

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I have arrived. The ad at the top of my blog finally knows how to categorize me! Had a lovely dinner with a couple from church. The Wing Hut... We got Jerk, Cajun, BBQ, Buffalo, Hot, Too Hot, XXX Hot, Way Too Hot, Ranch, Greek, Garlic, Singapore, Mild, Spicy, Lemon... "Shrimp salad, shrimp cabobs, cajun shrimp, shrimp soup, butterflied, deep fried, corn fried..." Oh wait, that's Forrest Gump

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I love my little 4 cup coffeepot. It was a gift from dad and, now that I'm in-between pregnancies, I use it everyday... sometimes more than once. It brews and almost perfect cup. Because its small, it fits into this little nook on my counter... who knew an appliance could bring so much pleasure? It gurgles and drips for a bit and then, VOILA! Out comes the "juice." Started calling coffee "

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Who knew I'd have a rough time on Valentine's Day?

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Ok, ok... I know that other people read this blog who do not know me... but I just have to say this. I don't like disclaimers because I believe that, well, this IS America, and I have the right to say whatever I want. However, I am going to say this- I am not offering an opinion about how I feel about the appropriateness of what's going on in the state of CA. I am just going to offer up a

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I know its Valentine's Day and I should feel lovey-dovey and romantic. However, the day has not started out well, with nothing whatsoever to do with my wonderful husband. First, I went down to CU Boulder for a third interview, only to have my concern confirmed- the dates for the program run right into our already scheduled vacation. That, and the training is three weeks long in another state.

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What really trips me up is when I remember soap storylines from the early '90's. Hawk. Oh my gosh! He was after Jennifer from the first episode of Days of Our Lives I ever saw!

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Comments, comments, comments.... I have a new comment hosting site, so please, comment!! I want to know whose looking at my blog!! Anne's water broke. Baby is coming!! Woohoo!!! Say a prayer!! Its baby's birthday!!! I think we should include in our prayer how grateful we are that the baby didn't decide to come on February 29th, a date that, strangely enough, only comes around every 4 years

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And YES, I did change templates... You are in the right place.

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Its late... I love being a wife. I love being Mark's wife. Being married has far exceeded my expectations. For some reason, four years ago, I expected that my options in life were severely narrowed as a result of my decision to be married at twenty-two. For someone like me, who has so many interests and who had the potential to go from place to place, goal to goal, job to job for the rest of

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I plan on writing a bit of my own, but I wanted to post these poems because they just seemed to grab me tonight. Its so late... For Daddies It must be very difficult To be a man in grief, Since "men don't cry" and "men are strong" No tears can bring relief. It must be very difficult To stand up to the test And field the calls and visitors So she can get some rest. They always ask if she's

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Oh man, do I need to FLY. A 5-Minute Room Rescue is all it would take to get things straightened up, but I just want to veg in front of the computer... yep, that's the sign that a Room Rescue is necessary. I'll get to that... in 5 minutes... Some Thoughts... Emeril is on at the moment- clearly, his tan is the result of some kind of animal testing that produces tanning stuff out of a bottle...

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Why am I addicted to Soaps? Its an embarassing fact of my life that I've been watching Days of Our Lives for 12 years and General Hospital for 7 years. I will give myself some credit though- I've watched them both off and on. Near the end of my time at GBT, I went over to B's or to Round Table Pizza to watch. Lunch at 2pm is perfect! However, now that we're here in Colorado, Days and GH are

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Two issues: 1. Its late and as I flipped the channels, I found "Oprah After the Show" on the Oxygen Network. This is the part of the show where Oprah sits around with her audience and just chats. A really articulate woman expressed her desire to educate women and to help them develop their bodies, souls, and spirits- much like Ms. O. She stated that she had currently hosted a radio program to

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And now, for a non-baby, health, or work related post. I just have to say that I love books. When we first moved here, I had gone about two weeks without going into a Borders books. We found a Barnes and Noble here, but its just not the same... Borders has more books, a better selection, and is laid out better. On the day that I went to my job interview at evil Omni, we found the Flatirons

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I had a nice, relaxing Saturday planned- no TV, just music, books, and my thoughts. It started out well... and then the chest pains came back. I remembered what D. from work said- to rest and relax this weekend, and I felt that, until I knew for sure that my pains weren't cardiac in nature, I couldn't do anything of the sort. So, I went over to the Urgent Care clinic down the street. I only

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Well, my first day back to work was a bust. I was at the end of my first two hour shift when I got a difficult phone call. The woman was decent, but frustrated. Didn't bother me at the time, but when I hung up the phone, that was it. I started crying and saying over and over again "I can't do this, I can't do this. Its too hard." I logged off and sent an instant message to our Subject

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Today, I feel guilty... guilty that I am able to get up and work. Guilty that I am not so distraught that I lie in bed all day mourning my loss. I look for those feelings. I reach in there and I try to bring those feelings to the surface... to make sure that I feel what I need to feel. Shouldn't I be crying every second? Shouldn't she be on my mind every single second of the day? To answer

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I can't explain it, but I feel strangely inspired. I've had more energy in the past two days then I have in weeks. I'm still exhausted, but I actually feel like doing things. Motivation. Functioning. Doing something more than just getting dressed- an accomplishment in and of itself when mourning such a great loss. Of course, I am motivated, but have I actually accomplished anything? I feel

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A copy of a letter sent to Jim and Rachel C.: Dearest Jim and Rachel, We received your beautiful memento yesterday in the mail and I want to thank you for it. I will keep the stone in my pocket to remember my daughter. At Capernwray, my friend Kristen gave me a small pine cone to keep in my jacket. She said that whenever I put my hand in my pocket and feel the pine cone, I would think of

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We buried Grace yesterday at 11:00am. I was honestly worried that I would break down during the service or at the sight of her casket. God granted me, specifically, and extra measure of mercy and grace. I managed to hold it together. Grace is buried at Green Mountain Cemetery in Boulder. To view pictures of this beautiful resting place, click "here". She doesn't have a marker yet, but we

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Yesterday was the first day I lived without my daughter in five months. I could not see my way. I could not find my faith. All I could see was her precious, tiny body... her peaceful, closed eyes... her arms curled up by her left shoulder that shows me she sleeps like her momma. All I could feel was the small weight of her tiny body, how she felt in my hands, in my arms. I wanted my baby.

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These may be out of order, but I wanted to post the emails we've sent out to people to keep them updated with our situation. When we thought she had Trisomy 18: "Hello My Dear Friends, First off, I want to apologize for sending out an email like this. Once you read it, I believe you'll understand why its much easier to tell the story this way then to call each individual person. I wanted to

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An Open Letter to Our Daughter, Grace: Dearest Grace, When we first knew you were coming, our lives and our hearts changed forever. The joy you have brought us from the time your little cells were dividing is just indescribable. I knew that I would love my own children more then Reagan, my Godson and who, up till now, was my favorite child, but over these past four months, my heart has grown

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I can't write too much. My heart is in pieces. The wound is open and raw. I can only express my feelings in song at this point. I want to place them here as a tribute to Grace. This first one is a hymn I was and am trying to memorize as a lullaby to sing to my babies. It seems strangely fitting. The King of love my Shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth never, I nothing lack if I am His,

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Oh my Lord, You are so kind Oh my Lord, You are so kind Morning to morning, day to day You reveal Your righteous ways It's Your kindness that leads to repentance It's Your blood that brings forgiveness It's Your mercy that leads me here To Your throne of grace In Your kindness I find repentance In Your blood I find forgiveness In Your mercy I find myself As Your throne of grace Your throne of

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Clearly, I have not written since Friday night, but a lot has happened. Saturday morning, I woke up with bleeding. Of course, I panicked again. Mark immediately calmed me down. He told me to check the heartbeat and to call the on-call doctor. The heartbeat was strong- about 150bpm. I called the on-call physician who just happened to be my own doctor. She didn't remember me at first, which

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What day is it? January 2nd, I guess. Friday night. Can't even tell anymore. I work for seven days straight so its hard to remember exactly what day I'm on. Ha! That's seven days starting today. I flipped onto Spike TV and saw Trek Uncut and knew it was Friday. Haven't felt great the past few days. I've been very tired- exhausted is more the word. My little pain is still there. I'm

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Its 4:48MT here on January 1st, 2004. I've done absolutely nothing today except watch TV and run to the store for junk food. To be fair, I did tidy up a bit this morning to make my day of utter laziness a bit more tolerable and easy to rationalize. I've been so extremely fatigued this past week. I can't seem to get over it no matter how much I sleep. I even had a short nap this afternoon. I

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I've been home now for a while. It was hard to leave California, but I think that's mostly because coming back to Colorado means coming back to responsibility. There's the house to clean and my job to work. Doesn't sound like much, but I've basically been as tired as I've been in my life these past few days. Last night, I slept nearly 12 hours!! Tomorrow, I go back to work, but its only for

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Last night, I had yet another scare. This time, I'm out here in California visiting my parents for Christmas. My brother, sister, and I went to see "Cold Mountain." I come back home, go to the loo, and find that I've nearly bleed through my little pantyliner. So, I started to panic, and it only took about 30 seconds for me to get it together and just say, "Ok, I need to go to the ER and get

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Just got off what was supposed to be a 2 hour shift. Ended up being 3.5 but that's okay. For most of the time, everything was down. I think I only took 6 calls that whole time. I'm not complaining as long as I get paid for all that time. I like Alpine. I don't like customer service, but I like Alpine. They seem to be fair and for heaven's sake, with what other job can I basically choose my

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"A heretic is NOT someone who gets it wrong." Yay! So, we're not all heretics. Very cool.

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I read something interesting this morning in Luke that really stood out to me: "And it happened, as He spoke these things, that a certain woman from the crowd raiser her voice and said to Him, 'Blessed is the womb that bore You and the breasts which nursed You!' But He said, 'More than that, blessed are those who hear the word of God and keep it." Luke 11:27-28 Jesus, of course, is not saying

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I wrote an entry in my diary a while ago and I wish I knew where it was so I could repeat it. I've been thinking a bit about about mistakes. Every parent has made them- every person has made them! Sometimes I worry that some of my mistakes, the ones I'd really like to forget about will find me out, even years later. I visited the Disneyland Has-Beens website this evening after getting an

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Here's my post from Joys of June this morning- no time to type it twice. Well, so much for my super morning! My shift doesn't start until 10am this morning, but I had another little scare this morning that put a damper in all my big plans. You ladies will be proud of me though, and here's why: This morning, I passed probably the largest amount of brown whatever (sorry, TMI) then I ever had. My

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Thanks to Annie, I am now a disciple of the FlyLady. FlyLady.net, as Anne descirbes it, is "home organization for the rest of us." I started with FlyLady four days ago. Day 1 involved getting dressed all the way down to my shoes, shining my sink (quite a lengthy but amazing process), and made my bed. On Day 2, I started working on my "control journal" which is basically where I keep a list of

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Taking calls this am. V. nervous. Here is my prayer this morning: Lord, please help me to remain calm and remember my training. Help me to be able to think clearly and not to freeze. Help me to remember that I would not have been hired if they didn't think I could do the job. Be with me Lord and go before me. Thank you for all you are and for the confidence we have in you. For if you are

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ITS A RED LETTER DAY!! Saddam Hussein is caught. My darling child, one of the world's greatest and terrible dictators of the 20th Century is captured. Rather than sit here and try to recount how I feel, I'm going to put a copy of an email I sent to Knut early today: "Why Hello! Can you believe the news? We woke up this morning and found out by accident. Usually, I check the news each time

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Can't wait for Christmas! We'll wake up Christmas morning- early of course. Mom and Dad will probably already be up. I'll get some tea and sit at the table, reading with Dad. Or, once all the kids are up, we'll do the same thing we've been doing all our lives- we'll go out to the living room where our stockings from Santa will be waiting. We'll go through them one item at a time. Then, well

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Early this morning, I had a dream about the baby. She was just newly born. We didn't have an infant car seat for her, but she seemed to do just find in a normal car seat. She could even hold her head up. I was very impressed, but I knew that she needed one fo those hood-type things which keep the infant's head in place. In the dream, I had not yet named her because I couldn't remember the

Imladris2http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708431176425699422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5935646.post-1071205916301406342003-12-11T22:11:00.000-07:002003-12-11T22:12:09.056-07:00

I have discovered WHOLE kosher dill pickles. Huge jar. Walmart. $2.88. I am so pregnant!

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I made it! I graduated! I am now officially an Alpine Access Customer Service Agent working on AMS Customer Service. I finished my training this afternoon and I'm glad. I don't know if I could have stayed away another day. Its not that I was bored- I'm just tired. This stay-at-home mom thing is rather freeing because my kid hasn't actually been born yet so I have lots of time to do

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Baby's heart was beating last night at 162bpm. She must have been disco-dancing. I introduced ska to her yesterday in the form of Reel Big Fish. I wanted to hear "Sell Out", they're one big hit. I don't have the CD, so I thought I would listen to bits and pieces on Amazon. Then, I went to Live 365 and put on a station that plays punk and ska... two songs played and then. SELL OUT came up! I

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I was thinking hymns this morning as I cleaned the kitchen and the bathroom and listened to Dr. Riddlebarger's sermon from last week. The sermon was about original sin, but within that discussion, he mentioned the following truth- Adam's sin was imputed to all men, thus making us guilty before God. Jesus' righteousness is imputed to believers thus making us righteous before God. Imputation HAS

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