Baby Do's and Don'ts....

How funny is this? I got this link from a friends profile on facebook....and I just HAD to post it. It really made me laugh.

http://www.facebook.com/ext/share.php?sid=64405921839&h=-dwfe&u=tgkkx&ref=nf

Enjoy!!!

March Family Update

Hello All,

I must admit that I have not been very good about sending out these updates. I will try to do better, but it just seems like if not one thing it's the other. Our lives have been terribly busy latley.
Kent is still working for McDonalds as a 1st Assistant in Milsboro, DE, as well as still working with the youth group at the church which also keeps him VERY busy.
I am still at home with Asher during the day and LOVING IT!! That keeps me very busy.
Asher is now almost 2 years old (May 16th is his bday) and he had a well-child check-up yesterday and while there was measured and weighed. He weighed in at 34 lbs and was 2'11" tall. The doctor said that he is going to be a big boy. It's hard to believe that he is growing up SOO fast. I mean, he is almost up to my waist. It seems like just yesterday he was just a little guy. He is not so much little anymore. We have people that comment on his size. The say that he doesn't even look like a 1 1/2 year old. They say he looks like he is about 3 years old. I can't believe my baby is growing up, I'm so sad!!

Sorry this update is soo short, but duty calls. I will update more soon.

Asher the Builder

Okay, now I know that this is really supposed to be a family website, and recently it's been all about Asher, but since he and I have sooo much fun during the day while daddy is at work, I wanted to share these pics with you. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did.

My little Chef

On Thursday, Kent was off work, so we decided to make a big dinner. (Now, we usually don't because Kent is a manager at McDonalds and so that means many dinners by ourselves). Well, anyway, so we decided to make Spaghetti that night. It was tons of fun. We really enjoyed the family time. Especially Asher, he has become such a DADDY'S BOY latley! Well, we had lots of fun and a good laugh. Take a look at some of these photo ops from our comedian son.

I was informed by a good friend that we must be old fashioned because apparently in this day and age you need beaters to make spaghetti. LoL

(He pulled them out of the drawer and tried to hand them to me to stir the spaghetti sauce....it was quite funny actually)

This was the scene in our kitchen (on our kitchen floor) on Thursday as we prepared our family meal.

Stirring the sauce

Yeah, we don't really know what this one is about.

Needless to say, we had a blast as you can tell. Asher just joined right in. (When Kent put a little on the spoon to let me taste it...Asher did the same thing) HaHa...such a little copy cat.

Enjoy!

Okay...so here is what happened....

As many of you know our family has suffered a terrible loss over Valentine's weekend. I know what some of you are thinking...of all times...why then? Well, we will never know until we get to heaven and can ask God ourselves why He did what He did. But His plan is perfect, and so we just have to trust that He knows what He is doing and what is best for our family at this time. Jer. 29:11 has been a verse that I have clung very tightly too latley.
We found out on Jan. 31st that we were expecting our second child we were soo happy. We knew that our little Asher would be the best big brother out there. He is soo happy and soo gentle with babies and LOVES babies.
I will say though that when I found out that I was pregnant again, I was a little weary and concerned. I KNEW that God had a plan, but at the same time knew that it was not the best time for us to bring another life into the world as there were many things going on in my life at the point (there still are), and a lot of stress, so even though I was concerned I tried VERY HARD to let the Lord take control and let HIM have HIS PERFECT WILL. So, although I knew that something was wrong the whole time, I was trying to keep a positive attitude. Well, everything seemed to be going find until about Wednesday (Feb. 10) I started spotting and cramping just a bit. I (being the paranoid person that I am) ran into the bedroom and told Kent and then immediatley called my Dr., Kent tried to console me and tell me that spotting is normal and that there is nothing to worry about. I being the stubborn person that I am, wanted to hear it for myself. Well, then when the dr. finally called me back, he did say that spotting/cramping in the first trimester is normal, but to just take it easy, stay off my feet if I could, and if anything gets worse to call the office again. So, I did. Well, I tried to stay off my feet, but with a two year old running around the house, and you are the only one taking care of him because your husband is working, I did the best that I could. So, Thursday I started bleeding REALLY HEAVY and having BAD cramps. So, when I called the dr. office, they told me to go straight to the ER for some tests. We had some friends watch Asher for us, and Kent and I packed up and loaded in the car (not knowing how long we would be up there) and headed to the hospital. I was immediatley seen by the triage nurse who asked me a series of questions and took my blood pressure. They got me back in a room where I saw the ER dr., they did an hCg test and two ultrasounds. The hCg test was actually higher than it had been the day before and the two ultrasounds showed the baby and that it was not an ectopic/tubal pregnancy (which was thier first fear), at which point the ER dr. came in gave the news and told me that vaginal bleeding/cramping was probably just due to my early stage of pregnancy. (Let me state, I had NO bleeding WHATSOEVER with Asher, which is why I was soo paranoid this time) Since the hCg test was higher (not as high as they would like), and the sonograms were both good, they sent me home with strict orders to take it easy and go back Monday (the 16th) for another hCg test. So, I went home took it easy (well, those of you that know me, know that easy for me, is not easy for alot of people, LoL), and then the next morning, started bleeding again. I called the dr. again, and I saw the prenatal nurse who ordered the same blood test that the ER dr. had ordered the day before. This time the prenatal nurse put me on complete bed rest (no getting up AT ALL except to go to the bathroom or get something to drink-which again, if you know me-was REALLY HARD, but I knew that if it was going to help me and the baby, I was going to have to do it), so I was on complete bedrest all weekend and then when Monday (16th) came around I was to go straight to the outpatient surgery center and get the test done again, so I did. So, after the test I came home and went straight back to bed and waited for the dr. to call me with the results. That was the LONGEST day of my life, let me tell you. Well, at about 5:15pm the dr. called me. He had bad news, and I could tell from his voice that it was not good. He confirmed my worst fear. I had lost the baby. Now the best I can tell is that she was gone on Fri., but we won't know until we get to heaven.
Now, to those that don't know how the levels/tests work. hCg is the hormone that women produce when they are pregnant. It is only given off by the baby, so it is very uncommon to have a false positive. My tests at home (all three) were positive, but when I went in to the dr. that test was negative, so that is when they did the blood test (which is pretty much 100% accurate). The hCg levels are supposed to double exponentially every 72 hours. When I took the blood test on the 2nd it was only at 183, then when I took it again on the 9th it had gone up a little, but only to 283, and then at the ER on Thur. it was only at 338. By Monday the 16th, it had dropped back down to only 37. The hormone level is detected at 25, so that confirmed it for me, I had lost our little girl (we felt VERY strongly it was a girl).
So, Kent was actually at work when I got the call, so I called him and he came home from work early and we just hugged and cried and sat on the couch and snuggled, I asked why...that kind of thing. We named her....Jordyn Blaire. She is in heaven with Jesus right now, laughing and having a great old time. We will one day see her beautiful face. We loved her so much! The people that don't think it's a baby from conception...it is, and you are just cold-hearted!
We don't know why GOD chose to take her from us, there are soo many firsts that we will never get to experience. Her first cry, her frist crawl, her first steps, many many more. But I just have to keep reminding myself that she will never experience hunger, tears, pain, or anything else negative because there is none of that in heaven.
Now, even though there is nothing that I did to cause this, I will tell you that I don't believe that (at least not yet), I still find myself asking why and what I did to cause my body to reject the pregnancy of a beautiful (no matter what) little gift from the Lord.
And yes, I do plan on telling Asher about his little sister (that he never had the privledge of meeting) that is in heaven with Jesus.

We love you Jordyn Blaire!!! Mommy, Daddy and Asher already miss you!