Monday, January 16, 2017

God's playground Fall 2016

I love that that one of the first comments out of our childrens' mouths when a new family moves into town or family is coming for the weekend is "We should take them to God's playground!" They love tromping around the grounds be it winter, spring, summer or fall.  It provides a different beauty each season.  I love the silence out in the woods.  Reminds me of a poem we memorized for school by Robert Frost called "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." 

It's good to have a place like this in your childhood. 

The Power of One

We watched Curtis Martin's talk twice with our children. I often think we can fall into the trap that happiness and fulfillment are out "THERE". It can't certainly be within the walls of our homes with "just" our husband and "just" our children, especially little children. I mean you have your college degree, right?  I have never understood this because my parents elevated the calling of marriage and motherhood to such a level that nothing compared to it.  I mean WOW!  Raising little ones for heaven.  Being John's helpmate, friend, his only lover, companion, and supporter.  What an assignment!  I am the ONLY person that can fulfill those things.  I am their ONLY mother.  I am John's ONLY wife.  No one can do what I've been given to do.  Isn't that wonderful to think about!  I always say to my friends when they tell me they are expecting a new baby, "You've been promoted.  A whole new person!"  

I acknowledge the value of work and education.  I love education.  I read books on education, but if our education doesn't reflect back on Christ and teach us more about Him, it is worthless.  This business of raising little ones for heaven is supreme and beautiful.  The voices that you might hear that say you are wasting your life and time are not from God.

What I loved most about this talk is how he visually shows the power of ONE.  Please take the time to watch and BE THAT ONE.  Invest in your family.  Jesus focused specifically on the twelve apostles.  He didn't initially have one million apostles.  He had twelve.  He was preparing them to go out into the world and make disciples of all nations.  The ripple effect of your devotion and care will be beautiful for generations to come well beyond the years we live on this earth.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Suggestions needed

I would love to hear suggestions about how to bless, acknowledge, console, and celebrate the gift of life.  Because of the internet, we all have had the opportunity to meet many families that experience the joy of a new pregnancy, the grief of a miscarriage or death of a child, and the wonderful news of a new baby.  I want to celebrate with my friends but need suggestions beyond "Congratulations!"  and "We are praying for you!"  

What would you send a family that miscarried?

What would you send a family/mother/friend who lost a baby shortly after birth? 

What would you send an close internet friend who just had a baby?

What would you send an internet friend who miscarried?

What would you send a friend who found out she is expecting her 11th baby? 3rd baby? 8th baby?

 Thank you in advance!!  God bless!

Friday, January 13, 2017

I delight in you

 I simply had to go outside and take this picture.  How could I not?  She was playing Christmas music in the dark by the tree.  My deepest belief is that one of the greatest gifts we give to our children is the notion that "I delight in you!"  If your parents do so very much, imagine how much more your Heavenly Father does? 
I am a simple mother.  I can get overwhelmed easily.  I run best at home with my people around me.  I like family meals at night filled with great conversation.  I like prayer time and devotion together unrushed.   It gives us the time to stop and see.  I gives us the time to delight and listen.  I remember when I first moved to Lincoln and I had just met a mother of a large family.  I asked her what activities or sports her children where in.  She replied confidently, "We have a very simple home.  We do things as a family together.  We don't run here and there most of time.  We like home." 
I've remembered her words often as they spoke volumes to my simple, sensitive heart that desperately reaches each day to grab time and to just be with our children. 

 We call this the newborn neck tilt.  Always gazing at our newborns.
 I have many hairdressers.  They are always braiding, curling, spraying, poofing, and fixing their hair.

Belén often has an extended period in the middle of the night where she is just awake and usually not crying.  She is just awake.  I recalled the words Elizabeth Foss once wrote that the phone has taken the place of the motherly gaze.  She was recalling the many nights before phones were a part of our everyday life where she rocked, nursed, burped and most importantly just gazed at her new babies.  She expressed sadness for new mamas who are missing out on that all important gaze of admiration.  Belén was my first baby to have a real smart phone.  I mentally told myself that I wasn't going to miss it with her.  I wasn't going to miss the delight of my new baby whom I just met.

 For school, Dominic had a project that required him to check the skyline twice a day.  He set the alarm on his watch and diligently did it for weeks never missing.  I don't know why I enjoy their precious ways so much, but I think I took a picture almost everyday he did it.  I watched him look up, determine what he was to record in his science notebook, write it down, look up several more times, and then come in. 
 His sword is his other appendage.  He finds it first thing in the morning and wears it all day.  One time when we went to the chiropractor, we laughed so hard as he jumped up on the table and had to un-weapon.  He had two swords, one in each pocket, and rocks in his coat pockets.  I'm not quite sure how he slipped all that past me, but it was so adorable to see him lay his weapons down before an adjustment. Whenever he watches any show that has a tiger or pirate in it, we always hear him say "I need to get my sword." He runs swiftly into the toy room and digs until he finds it, if it isn't already on him stuffed down his pants.
 Have you ever watched a child look at a snow globe?  Holy smokes.  Snow globes remind me of my mother. 

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Always someone to hold you

 She is always held by someone.  From the moment she arrived, she has been in the arms of someone short of the time I require her to be left alone so she can swing a bit by herself.  They love to hold her.  She has many mothers that usually meet me at my door in the morning asking to hold her.  What amazes me is how they love to just sit and hold her especially Clairvaux and Zellie.  Our chiropractor asked who holds her the most and in unison they all said "Clairvaux."  John and I laughed one time because I was on the floor finishing up getting her changed and dressed and immediately four sets of arms went out to hold her.  I wish I could have gotten a picture of it.  Instant arms. 
What I wish I could tell someone is that the love multiplies.  It is not something unique to our family.  My friends say it also.  The smallest is welcomed with the utmost love and care.
Lillie said, "Belén, I want to show you the Christmas tree."

Multi-tasking holding his 8th sister and reading "To Kill a Mockingbird."

Her #1 handler.  My sisters always laugh how amazing my girls are with babies and how they never tire in holding our babies and other peoples' babies.  I am the same way.  PLEASE!  Let me hold your baby.  We were at my sister's home for a visit with cousins and I walked inside to two of my girls sitting together each holding a baby instead of playing outside with cousins.  Isn't that precious!

Monday, January 9, 2017

Lourdes-22 months

I have found that Instagram is proving much more efficient in archiving my thoughts and pictures as usually I have one free hand or just a quick second to write a thought or memory.  To a fault, I love documenting the lens in which I see our children everyday.  I cling tightly to the things I see them do and say.  I love catching the everyday moments I witness that I know are fleeting and want to write them down. I have concocted this notion that blogging must be this long journal like post, almost like a mini-story each time.  That mentality isn't working though because months are going by and I don't write anything because it isn't a mini-story to reveal.  I want to change that because in reality in years to come, they will read our blog not my Instagram account.  I hope to go back through my Instagram pictures and put those recordings here and then begin posting just something little each day or at least each week that I see or think about our days and lives together.

 Poor little thing.  Missed her big sisters' tea party while napping so had to dine alone.  She didn't mind a bit. 
 Her pigs are high and tight everyday.
 Her beloved Dada always to the rescue.  Zellie started sewing lessons this past fall and made this little French hat. 
 9/10 meals are eaten with extended toes
 She's one of the quirkiest birds we've ever had.  Smart, witty, won't stop talking, and grimaced really good at the lector announcing the opening hymn at mass.  To top her morning off, I trimmed her bangs a bit to short (resembling Roberta off of Swiss Family Robinson) and she was in a tiff all morning because she said they "Hurt!"
Sometimes your hair gets in the way and you have to pull it back really tight.

 The neck.  Always the neck...especially bent over reading gets me every darn time.
Favorite hobby: Dumping out and destroying board games.  The older girls started a Christmas puzzle four times due to the above destroyer.  They finally gave up as she was determined to foil their efforts. 

Friday, January 6, 2017

Belén Marie-Guadalupe Boever

It's a GIRL!!!!

Belén Marie-Guadalupe Boever
Born:  December 12, 2016
on the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe

8 lbs. 7 oz.
20 3/4 inches long
8:47 PM
dark hair

Belén is Spanish meaning Bethlehem.
We are pronouncing her name like Helen.

Monday, September 19, 2016

An evening adventure at Pioneers Park

Zac Brown's song "Chicken Fried" comes to mind when I look through these pictures.  I think my favorite evenings always happen organically with our kids.  "Hey, let's take the kids to Pioneers Park to tromp around and pick up fried chicken at Lee's Chicken on the way out."  "Yes, let's do it."  They always turn out wonderful 100 percent of the time.  The weather was gorgeous and we truly just tromped around the grounds. 

Damaris is at the age where she is constantly bringing me flowers all the time.  It must be a passage that children must go through because they all have done it.  Sometimes, my counter is covered with little glass jars with all her flowers from the day. 

One of Dominic's greatest dreams is to travel to New Zealand to explore the grounds where "The Hobbit" and "The Lord of the Rings" were filmed.  In the meantime, he is constantly searching for land and places that resemble his beloved Shire.  This might be the closet we've found to-date.
I was up at the top of the hill watching him walk further and further into the sunset.  It is really painful to love them.  He is a freshman this year.  He has been a joy to John and I his entire life.  What a gift he is to our family.  

We had to stop at C &  L Dairy on our way back home.  One of the my greatest memories as a child was going with my father up to Glen Elder lake.  We would stop at a little dairy store and get an ice cream cone on our way back.  For some time, there was a little zoo with about 2-3 animals across the way.  It was enough for me to be completely enthralled as a child.  I didn't know BIG zoos existed.  I loved it.