
Miss Jekyll & Miss Hyde
Here’s my little monkey after her third cup of milk today. I love that her hair has started to get wavy.
With how huge I’ve been getting in the last month or so (my stomach sticks out halfway across my thighs when I sit down *sigh*), I haven’t been able to hold her as much, which has made her more clingy than she used to be. She’s talking a LOT but I don’t understand everything she says, and when I don’t, it often ends up in screaming stomping fits. Being in heavy teething mode hasn’t helped either. To top it all off, we finally figured out she probably had pertussis last month, which explains those frightening coughing spells. This has been a pattern for our family since Ben and I got married (getting morning sickness and mono at the same time). When something bad happens, everything has to pile on at once.
But she still is my sweet little girl. A couple weeks ago, I was crying about something I probably shouldn’t have been crying about. She heard me and came running, climbed into my lap, and wiped my tears away while she kissed me. I wish I understood what she was jabbering away about. And when I look like I’m in pain from some of the contractions I’ve been having, she comes over, smiles, puts her arms around me, and hugs me till they go away.
The sweet little brat is also learning a lot. She loves her blocks and her books. I read and play with her almost every day. (If you are looking for a cheaper alternative to HABA, try getting Plan Toys. They make a lot of the same sort of toys for less than half the price. I’ve got her a few and they are great!)

38 Weeks Yesterday
Thank you all so much for your prayers and e-mails. The baby is still inside and every day shows signs of wanting to come out but it hasn’t happened yet. He’s in the safe zone now at 38 weeks and hanging out so low that I’m having trouble walking. It feels like he’ll be here any day now.
For all those who’ve asked … we haven’t picked a name yet. Ben and I have a few names we really like but they sound atrocious in Japanese. And as much as I love the name Zurishaddai (”the Almighty is my rock” in Hebrew) I’m guessing the kid will not enjoy spelling out his name for the rest of his life.
Got any ideas?

Prayer Request
I am 36 weeks pregnant tomorrow and am having way too many contractions. Please pray that I will have this baby later rather than sooner.
I started having some painful contractions on Saturday afternoon, but they were irregular and went away that night. They came back on Sunday at church, so I spent the rest of the day in bed. Ben took Monday off and took care of Rinah while I rested. Today, Jessica came and spent the day here and she is going to watch Rinah while Ben is at work for the rest of the week so I can get some rest. Starting tomorrow, Ben is going to work 6 hours a day instead of 8 and spend more time at home.
This baby is unbelievably active, fists and feet and knees and elbows sticking out everywhere. Ben says it feels like a washing machine. His heartrate is 146 and so far he has been head down (not breech!). He is hanging out really low and seems ready to come out.
My midwife checked me today and said I am 1.5 centimeters dilated, 50% effaced, and with how soft the cervix is, she guesses I’ll be having the baby pretty soon. She gave me some herbs and told me to rest. If the baby can stay put for another 8 days (till next Wednesday, when I’m 37 weeks), everything should be fine. I may be having a baby next week!
God bless you all. I’m going to bed now….

My New Car
Every Mazda I see is mine … especially the MazdaSpeed3 hatchbacks. They are all mine. Here is one.
I close my eyes and I can see the colours and feel the pedals. Ohhh.
But a MazdaSpeed3 would limit our family to 2 children because it wouldn’t fit more than 2 carseats. At this point, it crosses my mind several times a day that 2 children might be just enough for this family. I can’t roll over in bed. I can’t walk without gasping and wincing and hobbling and waddling like I’m 80. Rinah grunts when she bends over and stands back up. She thinks that’s just what people are supposed to do. ROTFLOL. Some days I am reduced to crawling from sheer pain and discomfort. And I dread having to go through labour again. But I know that a few months from now, I will forget about all these piddly details and probably be dying to have another baby. Smack me.
So, with all these real and imaginary kids between me and my dream car, I should probably get a Mazda CX-9. It’s still a beautiful Mazda. It would fit a lot of kids. And look, it even comes with leather seats (so it’s easier to clean up drool and vomit and crumbs) and a nice house.
It’s still got the pretty lights even on the steering wheel. And one of those little car remote controls that unlock the car or even start it up before you get to it.
And it comes in red and purple. So shiny. Now all I need is 30,000 dollars and I’m all set!
This the kind of yukky horror we’re looking at. And it’ll probably die as soon as we buy it. And then we’ll get another one just like it that we’ll run into the ground.
And after all the braces and music lessons and college tuition and weddings are paid for, then I’ll be DEAD and I’ll NEVER get to drive a beautiful shiny Mazda. *weeps and wails and steps into grave and pulls tombstone over self*
IMPORTANT NOTE: Oh, wait. I remember now. I’m not paying for ANY weddings. If a guy is serious enough about Rinah, he is going to come get her with dowry in hand AND pay for everything. And if this next baby is a boy (and not a girl with a funky umbilical cord) then he is going to save up and be ready to do that for whatever girl he’s going to marry.

A Garden in the Desert
A friend of mine gave me a card with this Bible verse on it.
The LORD will guide you always;
he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land
and will strengthen your frame.
You will be like a well-watered garden,
like a spring whose waters never fail.
(Isaiah 58:11)

My Midwife
I’m blogging this because none the midwives around here have their own web sites which made them invisible online. It was REALLY hard for me to find one when I was pregnant the first time … not to mention there are hardly any midwives around here anyway. Just three or four, I think.

I Love You, Mama
Last Friday, my little girl came up to me, put her head on my lap, and said, “I love you.” Since that day, she’s said it to me every day. Sometimes she’ll put her hands on either side of my face, turn me towards her, and say, “I love you,” and kiss me. Nobody has taught her to do that so I don’t know where she picked it up, but it’s wonderful. It makes my day. I get up in the morning looking forward to hearing it.
A very happy baby at Baskin Robbins, where we went for ice cream last week. They had a super deal, 10 scoops per customer for 31 cents each … so I had 8 and she had 2. Soooo gooood. By the end, she had brain freeze but kept asking for more. It was also the day we painted her fingernails for the first time, sparkly purple like I used to. (Thanks to my cousin Christopher who cropped and doctored the pic for me.)
She’s also started repeating everything I say, which I’m enjoying for now, though I’m told it gets old after a few years. LOL. She likes to walk around the house nodding her head and saying, “I know, I know, I know.” But she gets that from her daddy. She also says, “Oh, man” most emphatically, something she learned from the pastor’s wife who watches her while I teach Latin a couple times a week.
Since the trip to Chicago, she’s been on a sort of potty strike and she’ll go if I take her but would not let me know when she needs to go and would always answer “No” very decidedly if I ever asked. A couple days ago, she started telling me again, which has been really nice. I was starting to wish I hadn’t tried EC because it didn’t seem worth it. She has been enjoying pottying and after peeing in the potty she does a little happy dance, stomping her feet, turning around in circles, clapping her hands, and telling herself, “Good girl, good girl.” Why is it I’m the only one who sees her cutest moments?
Here she is … very happy with daddy’s wireless keyboard.
Her molars have started coming through so she had her first iddy biddy bits of meat tonight. A chuck eye steak.

Cleaning & Mothering
I first saw this on Moriah’s blog, and when I checked my mail later in the day, I found it in my latest Dr. Sears newsletter as well. I found it really encouraging.
No one on her deathbed ever wished she had spent more time cleaning, and no one on her deathbed ever regretted spending too much time with her children. - Martha Sears, 25 Things Every Mother Should Know

Cleaning Cure-All
Lately, I have been discovering vinegar is good for almost everything around the house and even the yard. With limited money and a baby who licks things, I’m glad to have such a cheap, non-hazardous cleaning solution. (Oh, ho! Cleaning solution. Get it? Haha. OK, my baby brain makes me find even the simplest puns very funny. 70 days to go till we have another bawling bundle of blessing!)
For counters, floors, windows, tables, toilets, everything, I use a half water, half vinegar solution with a few drops of essential oils in it. And I’ve been having lots of fun experimenting with different essential oils. So far, I’ve tried tea tree, eucalyptus, orange, lavender, and cinnamon. I want to try peppermint next. So far I like the eucalyptus and lavendar the best. Cinnamon is OK.
When I mentioned to a friend that I didn’t know what to do with all the weeds that are multiplying at a dizzying rate all over the yard and I didn’t want to use harsh chemicals to kill them off if I’m going to have babies running and crawling around, she sent me this.
Kill weeds dead with a good shot of vinegar. For best results, don’t dilute with water and choose a time to spray weeds when there’s no sign of rain. Household vinegar is around 5% acetic acid concentration which will do the trick for baby weeds. If you can find a stronger vinegar (like pickling which is about 9%), that will give better results for more mature (and stubborn) weeds. (From TipNut.)
And this morning, when the fumes from the diaper load were a little much for my pregnant nose to handle, I went to one of my new favourite sites, Broomhuggers, where I found this treasure trove of vinegary wisdom. Then I got my trusty WalMart vinegar-cinnamon-water spray bottle and voila! … Bad smells were banished.
Go here to find out how to do the following using vinegar.
- Kill bacteria in meats.
- Dissolve warts.
- Grow beautiful azaleas.
- Kill unwanted grass.
- Deodorize the air.
- Relieve itching, a sore throat, a cold, or a cough.
- Relieve arthritis.
- Cure an upset stomach.
- Turn a chicken bone into rubber.
- Condition dry hair.
- Repel ants.
- Keep drains open.
- Remove decals or bumper stickers.
- Prevent lint from clinging to clothes.
- Prevent ice from forming on a car windshield overnight.
- Prolong the life of flowers in a vase.
- Prevent soapy film on glassware.
- Unclog a shower head.

































