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Did you know that I'm now writing at JessConnell.com? MakingHome still contains 7 years of articles on marriage, Bible study, sex, family, womanhood, and more, but since 2014, I've been writing on my own self-hosted website. Please come visit me there!

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Grace & Peace,
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Blogging Somewhere NEW

Here's my NEW news:

I'm blogging at jessconnell.com now! 

Yes, after over seven years writing here, I've decided to move to a self-hosted website with just my name, so that all of my writing-- blogging, fiction, non-fiction, can all be in one spot:



You'll want to update your RSS feed & adjust your links. Be sure to check it out and pass it along to friends. I'm posting there, beginning today. 

I'll have one more major announcement later this week… so check back for more info at JessConnell.com.



Details: All posts and archives will remain here, at least for the time being. I am in process of moving over classic & favorite blogposts from the last seven years over to my new website. If you have favorite posts you'd like to see over there, please comment on the post or send me an email!

Thanks for continuing to read & grow alongside me. 

Blessings to you & I hope to see you over there, at jessconnell.com!

"Now We Remember"

Merry Christmas to loved ones, far and near
Whether a great or a terrible year,
Lovely reasons exist to celebrate:
The One for Whom all the world did wait
Indeed, the whole of creation groaned
For the One who could rightly for sin atone.

Our good and glorious God above
Sent Jesus to offer the world His love
After birth, life, and death, He rose to the sky.
Gave the gift of the Spirit to guide us by.

Now we remember, rejoicing, elated
Each year His birth will be celebrated!
Whether a great or a terrible year,
It's a Merry Christmas: Emmanuel is here!



~Jess Connell, 12/25/2013



12 Things To Do When Your World Explodes

Sometimes life blindsides us. It could be any number of things. But sometimes in life, we feel like everything has exploded around us, and nothing is as it was before.

(For us, some of them have been death of a parent while he was driving to our wedding, miscarriage x3, job loss, unexplained illness, hurting/sick relatives, an unexpected move, car accidents, the loss of community…)

Here is what I have learned to do in moments when the world goes chaotic around me:
  1. Remember God's faithfulness. This is no trite slogan. He is dependable. He is the eternal God who provided manna in the desert and a way through the sea. Isaiah 63 says, "I will recount the gracious deeds of the Lord, the praiseworthy acts of the Lord." Remind yourself, audibly (say it out loud) and/or visually (write it and keep it in front of your face), of what he has done for you before. Name every single thing He brings to mind. Times of sickness, need, sorrow, pain, will come to your mind. Remind yourself of every time He has been faithful to you or anyone you know in any way. He meets every need we have, and so many wants as well. He is always, incredibly, overwhelmingly, wonderfully faithful. Every time. Always.
  2. Be still. The tendency is to want to churn. Especially if something is hurtful or confusing. But stillness-- forcing my heart to be still before the LORD-- allows me to listen to what's most important and tune out all the chaos. Do not be anxious. Focus on Christ as the foundation of everything.
  3. Trust in God. Mindfully. Prayerfully. Fully. Intentionally. Truly, what this means for me practically is that in those moments when every single need is popping into mind, that I remember that God knows everything I need. That I express my need to Him, and keep on--moment by moment-- choosing to rest in Him.
  4. Hunker down and hug the people closest to you. Even if it's the kid who has done something foolish. Even if it's the husband you still feel frustrated with because he made a costly mistake. Even if you're not sure it means anything or changes anything. Even if it feels hollow in the moment. Keep hugging. 
  5. Let the people closest to you "hug" you. It is so tempting, when we are in need, to tense up and keep people at arms' distance. But you have to choose to abandon your pride, abandon the illusion of self-dignity and independence, and let them in. This doesn't mean you expose your wounds to anyone at all, but let the people closest to you be close enough to hug you and hold you while you weep. Let them help you, bring dinner, do your dishes… let the Body of Christ BE the Body when you need them. 
  6. Ask for forgiveness the minute you realize you need it. When you are in a tight spot, attitudes will come out. The ugly things that can at other times stay hidden below the surface-- your desire for peace and quiet, annoyance with mess, frustration with someone's tone of voice-- come out at times when stress is higher and patience is lower. Ugly things surface and make themselves known. So, rather than growing bitter, defensive, and divided, ask forgiveness. This is an opportunity to realize how much you need to grow, and an opportunity to grow, more like Jesus.
  7. Keep talking. This is huge for Doug and I. Even if it's speaking hard truths. Even if it's asking a question out loud that both of us know for certain we don't know the answer to. Just keeping on turning toward God and toward one another with our communication has been EXTREMELY important in the times of greatest stress in our lives. 
  8. Take the long view. Put this "momentary affliction" in light of all the other things that have happened in life and all of the good. Eternity is a long time, and God's plans are bigger than we can see from our tiny perspective here.
  9. Stay connected to God, as a branch stays connected to the vine. Keep drawing life-giving sustenance from His Word. Pray. Lift your hands to worship His name. Offer a sacrifice of praise to the Lord Almighty, even-- especially-- in your pain.
  10. Be thankful. Less than two weeks ago, we were faced with an incredibly difficult set of circumstances. Instantaneously, our lives went from relatively stable to completely out of whack. Within a couple hours, the Lord reminded me to start a "thankful list." It really is of mental, spiritual, emotional, attitudinal benefit to list out and counsel your own heart to be thankful for every possible thing. Start a list…. and keep adding to it.
  11. Do the next thing. Just do the next logical, right thing. Fold the laundry. Put the milk away. Change the baby's diaper. Feed the dog. Do the next thing. Keep doing what makes sense and put one foot in front of the other. 
  12. Keep an eye toward what God is doing. Recently a friend of mine died, after ninety years on this earth. I remember when her husband died, after they'd shared fifty-nine years of marriage, and how broken-hearted she was. One day at our weekly prayer meeting, she told me that she often looked toward the eastern sky and wondered if God would let her see Jesus come back. Even in her grief, she was prayerfully plugged into God's work, and she had eternity in view. We can do the same. Keep your eyes attuned to what God is doing around you. 
God has so many things to teach us in moments of shock, pain, grief, frustration, hurt, and sorrow. These twelve habits have helped me to turn to God in those moments in my life, to hear what He is saying, and to focus on His goodness even amidst the difficulties. I hope they will help others, too.

Opt Out Of the Food Wars (Trail Blaze #11)

Confession time: I am tired of all the food wars.

Tired, tired, tired.

When I was growing up, everything was low-fat. Now, apparently, that makes you fat, no joke.

This week, it's "eat no carbs", next thing I read says 'trade off only carbs or fats as the fuel for each meal (who the HECK wants to eat a burger with no cheese or mayo?-- don't answer that and make me feel guilty- ha!), next one it's "only eat like the cavemen did." Last year was "switch to whole-grain everything," this year they're saying, "whole-grains have too much gluten." (And probably, you can find current studies saying the opposite of everything I just wrote. Please don't. I don't care anymore.)

I give up.

I don't have the energy to follow the trends.

I have OPTED OUT of the food wars.



I'm a tired mom just trying to do the best I can to feed my family. I refuse to pile guilt on myself when JUST BUYING THE GROCERIES and KEEPING THEM SEMI-IN-STOCK in our home, and KEEPING MY KIDS FED takes about all the mental capacity I have to devote to food.

Here's some things I'm thankful for: 
  • I'm thankful that I can buy real food for a family of eight when so many people are losing their jobs and struggling.
  • I'm thankful that I'm able to be home with them so that my time can be leveraged and make our budget stretch farther by me cooking from scratch.
  • I'm thankful I have learned how to cook a number of things from scratch. (I'm no gourmet, but I can get around in the kitchen all right.)
  • I'm thankful for the easy-peasy convenience foods we use from time to time (to give me a freaking break without freaking breaking our wallet).
  • I'm thankful that I came to this mothering gig before the "your baby needs to eat non-GMOed-fermented-organic-kale as his first food" mantra was in existence. (OK, I don't think that's a mantra. But it's not far off from being able to be a believable mantra, right?) I'm glad I was a mom before this food stuff reached a fever pitch, because now I recognize it as unnecessary and dispensable advice.
  • I'm thankful for the mental space available, and the internet access available to write to all of you ladies about this.
We mostly can't afford organic, and we don't eat the best. But we don't eat the worst either. I try to feed my family real, wholesome food, and limit the unpronounceable ingredients. I've watch the documentaries like Food Inc., Fat, Sick & Nearly Dead, and King Corn. And I try to cut through the hype and learn little bits that will help me make livable, sustainable, budgetarily-reasonable choices for our family. 

I think my kids eat more veggies than I did growing up, and last year we switched out the boxed cereals for oatmeal. Now we're switching to steel-cut. And ya know, maybe someone will release a study this week indicating that that's terrible. If so, don't write me a comment about it.

I'm just saying, we're making changes that we're pleased with.

That's my point-- 

We do the best we can. And that's all we can do for now. I bet you do too. 

I'm not going to let the scary documentaries, bully dietitians on daytime TV, latest fad diets, and baby food diet "experts" (who maybe don't even have kids themselves) make me take on a heap of guilt over something like this. And I want to encourage you not to either. 


HERE IS MY MANTRA, and I offer it to you as well:
Do the best you can. 
Live in grace. 
Drop-kick guilt to the curb every time it rears its ugly head. 
And be grateful. 
And I will too.
The end.

Blessings to you & your family,
Jess Connell


P.S. If you or your child has a medical issue or allergies with certain foods/whatever, please don't think this is an attack on you or your family. The mantra goes for you too. Hang in there. 

Working My Way Home

{This article was originally posted as a guest article for Megan @ A Blossoming Homestead.}


Mine was the generation of girls who were told (and believed), "You can do anything a boy can do, only better."  

I was born in the first decade after Roe v. Wade. Though born to Christian parents, the seductive lies of feminism invaded my belief system from an early age. I dreamed career-focused dreams, without for a moment considering that any biological functions or marital desire would -- or should -- affect those dreams. 

Convinced that we were smarter than boys ("girls rule, and boys drool"), we were more cutthroat ("hell hath no fury..."), we were also on the receiving end of affirmative action efforts.  Colleges and businesses wanted us, but (at least in the south) boys still had to hold the door open for us. 

In every area, we girls were the beneficiaries. 

Or so we believed.

CAREER PLANS
After serving in student government and working as an intern for then-Governor Mike Huckabee, I worked for the Arkansas Legislature and shortly after graduation got a job in D.C. as the Associate Director of the Texas Office of State-Federal Relations.

I was well on my way to achieving my political dreams, gaining experience through assisting, which (in my mind, and validated in the lives of those I interacted with) I believed would lead to personally holding elected office. With strong political connections in Arkansas, Texas, and the White House, I had (though I was in my very early twenties) achieved the launching pad for the political career of my choosing.

...THEN CAME BABY
When I became pregnant, we began weighing our options and the plan that made the most sense to us was for me to keep going great guns with my career, and for Doug to be a stay-home dad. We went through months of thinking that way, but images kept flooding back into my brain.

I could see Angie, my friend and mentor, on the floor with her five young children... snuggling, playing,  nursing, laughing, and overseeing green army men and wooden block towers. I read breastfeeding books and pondered how in the world I would manage that from my office two blocks from the US Capitol, with my husband and baby in the suburbs during 10-hour workdays. Reading Iris Krasnow's book Surrendering to Motherhood: Losing Your Mind, Finding Your Soul gave me much to ponder. While not a Christian book, Krasnow digs into the intersection of the feminist message and the earth-shaking role of mother. She painted the picture for me of her messy dining table, with three kids three and under, and the unabated joy therein.

Somewhere inside of me, these images and messages roiled and rumbled, until one day it all spilled out to Doug in one emotional, heart-felt, impassioned-in-the-same-way-I-had-previously-been-about-politics lump of words.

And he listened.

Praise God, my husband listened to the emotional jumble and heard inside of it the nugget of truth... the God-given desire of a mother to be home with her child, not missing a moment, pouring her heart and soul into this new person.

EVERYTHING CHANGED
Because my husband honored this desire of my heart, it changed everything about our lives. No longer would we be able to afford to live in Washington, D.C., and no longer would he pursue a graduate degree in Art.  We took a leap of faith, without a job, without insurance, and moved back to Texas.

NOT A CAKEWALK
Because our son had stayed a week in the NICU that did not accept our insurance, we were financially in debt.

Things were tight, but we knew God would care for us. And He did.

Through God's people, Doug found work. Through his work (at Kohl's), we were able to afford to re-outfit his closet with professional attire (rather than that of a college artist), and he found a job that brought home just enough for us to live on.

We weren't "comfortable":

  • We lived in a one-bedroom apartment in a small, rural town
  • We had one car, so I was in that apartment almost 24/7
  • I was overweight and had almost no clothes that fit (but a nice set of suits a couple sizes smaller)
  • We didn't have money to change any of that

BUT-- we knew we were doing what we were made to do, and we were content.

From Genesis 2 forward, men are created to work, and women are created to be nurturers of life. God designed us to do exactly the thing that didn't make sense to the modern notions of wisdom.  

Though our career plans were big and we were successfully chasing those dreams, God had other plans for us.

And now, eleven and a half years later, we've moved around the world multiple times, and now have 5 boys and a girl (ages 11, 9, 7, 5, 3, and 7 months), who I am privileged to spend my days alongside.

I am still so thankful for the things God did to change our hearts and priorities, and wouldn't change a thing!

Well, I take that back. I would have sold that closet full of suits while they were still in style.

But aside from that, not a thing.

Favorite Hometown Spots: (South) DALLAS

{Friends, I am SO excited about this new series, which will happen on Fridays here at Making Home. I'm leading out today, but have asked other women to share favorite things about & family-friendly spots in their hometowns. This series will take us through a variety of metropolitan areas, including Dallas, Chicago, Atlanta, and New Orleans. 

EMAIL ME TO CONTRIBUTE AN ARTICLE sharing your favorite "hometown" spots in the metropolitan area near you.} 


I'm a Texas girl, born and raised, and have spent a majority (just barely) of my life in the suburbs south of Dallas.


If you (y'all?) want my opinion, South Dallas has historically been overlooked and underrated. But there's not another spot in the DFW metroplex where you can get as much bang for your buck as south Dallas.  

I'd like to share with you some of my favorite places. All of these are worth a gander, whether for a date night, a Saturday morning, or a day out with the kids. While most are free, a few on the list have a cost depending on how much you choose to partake.  

Feast your eyes and enjoy yourself!

Here are a few of my favorite spots to visit in the South/Downtown Dallas area:

(1) Emporium Pies. This sweet little bakery is found in the charming Bishop Arts District, in Oak Cliff just south of Dallas, with winsome mid-century cottage decor and seven mouth-watering pie choices. I always go for the Drunken Nut (Bourbon Pecan w/ a Shortbread Cookie crust), but my husband loves the "Smooth Operator" (French Silk Chocolate with a Pretzel crust). 

Not only are the pies fantastic, but if you've never visited this unique section of Dallas with eclectic restaurants, art galleries and boutiques, you'll find it worth your while. 




(2) Dallas Art District, specifically the Dallas Museum of Art (DMA).  The DMA's general collection is free on Thursday nights (*note, admission is currently always free, but that is subject to change*), and their sculpture garden is always free. In the arts district, the Crow Collection of Asian Art has beautiful jade and pottery, and is always free (donations accepted). Can you say "FREE ART?" 


(3) Dallas Farmers' Market- a WONDERFUL Saturday morning outing with the kids-- healthy produce with samples galore, all beautifully displayed! Inside the pavilions you'll find locally-owned bakeries, businesses, and organic meat & cheese sellers. We like to make a morning of it, and end with lunch before heading home, fat and happy, with fresh locally-raised meats and cheeses to put in the fridge. 

(4) Klyde Warren Park is a recent addition to the Dallas landscape, built over a tunneled highway. With uber-creative play structures for the kids, plenty of grass and shade, and lunch spots nearby (see El Fenix below) as well as food trucks lining the walkways, Klyde Warren Park is a great place to visit, with or without kids, in daytime or at night.  


(5) El Fenix- The Original. Seriously. If you've just watched a Mavs game, or visited the arts district, played at Klyde Warren, or taken the old trolleys for a slow-mo tour of mid-town Dallas, get thee to El Fenix. The chips & salsa are a Dallas staple, and the old-world decor and fast, pleasant service make for a lovely experience.

The only time I didn't enjoy it was for lunch, almost 10 years ago, when later that night I found out I was pregnant with my now-9-year-old son. And the only reason I knew to test was because, come on, who doesn't enjoy El Fenix? Go!


(6) The Grassy Knoll. November 23, 2013 is the 50th anniversary of the JFK assassination, which happened in this now-popular tourist spot. Spy out the 6th story window of the book depository, walk the storied grassy knoll, chat with conspiracy theorists, picture it all in your head, and relive a sobering moment of American history.


(7) West End. Visit the original Spaghetti Warehouse, complete with eat-in trolley cars, walk the streets, choose from a variety of restaurants, catch some live music, and browse the shops. This is a great place to stop in if you're only in Dallas for a brief visit.



Perhaps I saved our favorite for last.

(8) Bachman Lake. This is a fun place to visit with kids. On any given day, you might catch college rowing teams practicing on the lake, watch the ducks, and spot plenty of joggers and cyclists. Our favorite thing to do is to park on Shorecrest Drive and find a grassy spot to sit on the south side of the lake, lay down, and watch planes descend overhead, just before they touch down at Dallas' Love Field.   It makes for an awe-inspiring experience with young boys, and it's a thrilling thing to witness up close if you've never had the opportunity.

If you're looking for things to do in South Dallas, I hope this gives you great (mostly) free ideas to enjoy!

Our Cheap, Blueprint-less DIY Chicken Coop

(This article first appeared as a guest post on my college friend Ashley's blog, Brooding On.)

In June, we got ten Buff Orpingtons (yes, ten-- I have six children who insist on eating three times a day, plus snacks, and so we go through eggs at an alarming rate).   At first, I thought we would build our own chicken coop.  

Then once I realized the sheer madness of what I had planned, I texted my husband Doug and told him I was a crazy woman and we should totally sell the chickens.  He texted back that he knew I could do it, and the rest is history.

Like I said, we have six children, and I stay home.  So buying the $1000+ deluxe coops with trendy colors and Ikea-like assembly instructions was an option far beyond our means.

Thankfully, a friend was in process of completely redoing his pool deck.  He let us pick through his used cast-offs.  That and a Facebook shout-out for plywood gave us all the wood we've used.

So the project of the blueprint-less chicken coop began.

The tools we had available were:
  • Table saw (borrowed from a friend)
  • Miter saw (borrowed from Doug's uncle)
  • Hammer & nails
  • Drill for installing hinges & attaching the coop ramp

I took notes from various coops I found online, and drew out probably 10 different potential plans that I liked.  Here were the main things I took into consideration as we drew up our plans:
  • Direction of the sun-- this is particularly important here in TX, but I think it would be a factor anywhere.  I wanted the chickens to have plenty of shade throughout the day.  I also put their one full-length screen window on the North side so they would have plenty of light, but so that it would be indirect light.
  • Security-- Obviously I want the chickens to be well-protected.
  • Ease of design/building-- Aside from painting stretcher-bars in college, Doug & I had never built anything before.  Literally, nothing.  So keeping things fairly easy, construction-wise was a priority.
  • Good ventilation-- my plan included two windows + vented eaves
  • A place to roost, a place to lay eggs, a place to eat-- meeting basic needs of the chickens.
Here's what we did:

We used our old ping pong table as the floor/foundation for our coop, attaching 4x4s as the supports underneath.  We actually had two ping pong tables, and one of them was moving toward ruin, so we opted to salvage the usable parts and make the coop floor.  This picture doesn't show it, but we actually used 3/4 of the table, if you can imagine that... we cut the second half along the center white line and connected it to the side of this half:




Next, we framed the four walls.  I measured the edges of the table/foundation, remembering to subtract the width of any connected walls:




After we put the framing up on the floor, I cut plywood to fit each wall, leaving the windows and doors open, so that chickens wouldn't roost in (and poop in) the framing/walls.

For unusual DIY features like the egg box and coop ramp, I researched before building. I looked at a lot of pictures of other people's coops, took notes of what I liked, general dimensions (our egg boxes are something like 11x11 or 12x12-- just big enough to lay in, but small enough to feel cozy), etc., and then looked at the wood we had available, and built it with those things in mind.



Instead of chicken wire, we used 1/2 inch hardware cloth.  It is more expensive, but with hawks and raccoons and even bobcats having stolen friends' chickens within a few miles of us, we decided that for our coop and adjacent chicken run, we would spend the extra money to actually protect them.  

For rain to stay off our chickens, I made a simple slanted roof.  To make the riser from the higher side (48 inches) to the lower side (36 inches) of the coop, I used a 2x4 to support a coop-length 2x4 on each of the two (now slanted) walls that would support the roof.  Because I'd read about the way that ammonia can gather in a coop and how important it is to have good ventilation, I opted to leave the eaves open, rather than siding them, and staple-gunned hardware cloth over it.

(I figure, as time goes alone, if I notice that this makes for a wet/snowy interior in certain months, I can always use plastic tarping to cover one or both sides, but it would be much more difficult to retro-install adequate ventilation.)



After getting the bones in place, I began using reclaimed 1x4 pieces to make siding for our coop.  I chose to use the thinner 1x4 pieces so that the exterior would be uniform and less heavy.  We also had 2x4 and 2x6 pieces in our wood pile, but the 1x4s (and occasional 1x2) turned out to be just right for siding.  I also used 1x4s for the roof base, since I'd run out of plywood.

The miter saw was invaluable at this point, so I could make sure the edges lined up nicely:


Here's what the inside of the coop looks like, from the northern door opening:


You can see that we have a 2' x 4' window that makes up almost half of the northern wall.  I opted to do that for airflow and so that they would get plenty of light in the coop, without it ever being direct light.

Also visible in the above picture are the roosts (there's a total of 10+ feet of roost space available for the girls), eggbox, and the 1' x 1' door that will lead to the coop ramp into the chicken run out the western side.

You can also barely see (but it may be more visible in the larger picture if you pull it up) the rebar (at ceiling level) I will use to hang my watering buckets from.  We opted to make our own watering buckets with poultry nipples so that the girls can't kick up grass, feed, and chicken poo into their water.

Here's the nearly-finished version of our blueprint-less chicken coop.  You can also see the 1x1 window I put above the chicken roosts to pull airflow closer to the birds without actually being across them (they do well with ventilation but not breezes).

We installed doors this last week, but I don't have pictures of that.  We just cut plywood to the appropriate sizes, used 1x1s to act as door stops (so the doors will open outward but not be able to be pushed into the coop) and installed them with basic T-hinges we found at Home Depot.

In all of this, I guess it's obvious, but I just let logic and the materials we had on hand guide my plans.  I did measure as we went along, but only for the coop to match up with itself, not to meet any particular plan.  It makes it slightly more necessary to do math and cut wood for the space, rather than according to a nice & neat blueprint, but it also allows you to use up what you have and not buy expensive wood.

This made it so that we could use the materials we had, and meet the goals we had, for as cheap as possible.  When we looked at what we would have spent just on materials, had we not used them reclaimed from our friend, we would have easily spent $800 or more just for wood & plywood.

In total, we spent $20 on wood (one friend had extra-good plywood & 2x4s available that they'd purchased to build a bunk bed but never gotten around to building; all the rest of our wood was free), used partially-rusty-but-straight nails we salvaged from our workshop and about $50 on hinges and such , and then we've spent about $100 on enough hardware cloth to do not only what was pictured above but also to do an attached 15' x 8' x 3' tall chicken run so that they will always have one safe, enclosed space to roam, in addition to occasional free ranging through our fenced yard.

By reclaiming wood from friends and using what we had on hand, the entire DIY coop for 10 chickens (and attached run) will, in the end, cost less than $200, but I think it is comparable in space and quality to coops I've seen selling for anywhere from $1500+.  We like the reclaimed, older look of it, as if it's been around for a long time, and I think the chickens will love the safety, easy living, and ventilation of it.

The blueprint-less chicken coop suits our needs and our budget, which was the initial goal.

I hope this walk-through proves useful for other adventurous souls out there who are ready to do their own DIY chicken coop. 


6 Birth Stories in Haiku Form

It all started out so well.

More than five years ago, I eagerly told the stories of my first two labor & deliveries... and then somewhere along the way, I shared about the arrival of my fourth child.

But I have not made the time to write down the others... and I keep adding children, which just adds to the mass of what I need to tell.  :)

So.

I came across Jennifer's brilliant birth story haiku post for her 2nd and 6th children, and decided to join her and tell all 6 stories in 5-7-5 format, in one post.

Here are my labor and delivery stories (titles are linked to their "welcome"/intro blogpost-- my first two boys were born in pre-blog days):


ETHAN, in Arlington, VA (2002)
Dreamed of natural
Water broke, but no contrax
Ended in NICU


BAXTER, in Waxahachie, TX (2004)
Induced by doctor
No pain meds needed, praise God
Baby in my arms


Painful back labor
Thai doctor helped dilation
Precious baby girl


First time without Pit
Real contractions game-changer
Pink perfect baby


Midnight brought contrax
I delivered standing up
Easiest so far


Homebirth with midwives
Long labor, head not engaged
Hard work but worth it


So there's my short-version birth stories.  I feel a weight of relief that at least now I've told *some* of each story.  :)

Like this idea?  Want to share your birth haiku?  
Either write it in comments, or link up to your blogpost.



MORE BABY-RELATED READING:

Real-Life Photos of Egypt for Young (and Old) Egyptologists


Our family had the privilege of visiting Egypt (we stayed in Giza and visited Cairo & Saqqara) in 2009, when our children were 7, 5, 3, and 18 months.  Here are some pictures that share the size and scale of pyramids, tombs, and treasures we viewed up close.

I am sharing them for the enjoyment of Egyptologists young and old (and perhaps, homeschool moms, to aid in your teaching times about Ancient Egypt-- many of the pictures show well the size and scale of these ancient places).

(Unfortunately we could not take pictures inside of the Cairo Museum & thus things like chariots, mummies, and Tutankhamen's mask are things we viewed but do not have pictures of.)

On a platform beside the Sphinx, with the Great Pyramid directly behind it.



In front of the middle pyramid at Giza:


Here we are at the base of the Great Pyramid of Giza, which seems to infinitely stretch upward (click on each picture to see a large version- you'll be amazed at the scale of the blocks):


The boys actually climbed up into the Great Pyramid with Doug, climbing up a shaft to the Gallery & Burial Chamber for King Khufu (also called Cheops):




It's quite an incredible thing to be walking around in Giza and glance up to see the only remaining wonder of the ancient world:

One funny fact:  Did you know that the Great Sphinx now stares directly across the street at a Pizza Hut?  It's true!


A picture taken from our balcony in Giza. Such a view!!


We enjoyed watching the sunset behind the pyramids on the first night of Ramadan 2009:


I like this picture because it shows the scale of the Sphinx in comparison to the pyramids.  Open it in large view and look just above the buildings, almost directly below the point of the middle pyramid.  That is the head of the Sphinx.


Later in our trip we were able to visit Saqqara and Dashur and were able to go into three different tombs-- an overseer's, the King's butcher's tomb (this is us--in the underground tomb-- with wall carvings/statues of 5 of his 10 sons):

 and then here is us crawling through an underground shaft of a third tomb!

The kids all had a great time exploring and checking out this awesome site.

Saqqara is pretty much the center for information/archaeology for Egypt's Old Kingdom (the dynasties of Egypt that ruled roughly 5,000 years old).
There were other sites, near the ones we went down into, that had not yet been dug out-- literally, hieroglyphic-covered stones sticking up right out of the sand, like this one:
We enjoyed imagining what it would be like to dig it out and discover what lay inside.

Being 3, 5, and 7, they had fun playing in the dirt too. :)


Inside of one tomb (The Tomb of "Ti" for anyone who's interested), the walls were COVERED with "daily life" sort of hieroglyphics... truly breathtaking.


Here is 18-month-old Silas and I, in front of the Step Pyramid:

I hope you enjoyed this peek into Egypt.  We were so grateful to be able to visit such a historical place!