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    Calgon Take Me Away

    Today was kindergarten-screening for *C*.  I started off the morning with the thought that my ‘baby’ would be entering kindergarten in the Fall just as the newest member of our family, Baby Boy, would be entering the world.  *C* is going go to lose his ‘baby-status’ in so many ways… This of course brought tears to my pregnancy-hormone-filled-eyes.  Sigh… That is just one of those pregnancy moment … it isn’t where the Calgon comes into play. In typical Leanne-fashion I procrastinated.  I knew where all the documentation for *C’s* screening was.  SS card and birth certificate locked-up in our firebox, proof of residency in the office-filing cabinets, report from preschool teacher in his…

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    Every Good and Perfect Gift …

    … is from above.             -James 1:17 Today I had my 18 week ultrasound.  We looked at baby’s heart, baby’s face, baby’s legs, baby’s arms.  I marveled at itty-bitty fingers and toes.  I watched with a huge smile at the wide-open mouth; the fingers and hand that made its way to his mouth.  The fact that baby WOULD NOT stay still, much to the technicians chagrin.  (And he didn’t even get to have his morning cup of coffee yet!)Then the tech asked if I was ready?  I sure was!  With joy on my face and tears streaming down my cheeks she pointed to living-proof of a beautiful baby boy.Baby boy number 4.At first I was…

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    Thankful Thursday: Sunny-Yellow Flowers

    I am thankful for bright yellow-sunny flowers in the dead of winter; flowers from my wonderful husband for no apparent reason.  Funny, he came home for a little while yesterday during lunch and was just a little-snippy.  Not sure what was bothering him but his answers to my questions were short.  His patience was very lacking. So what did I do in turn?  I didn’t nag him.  I didn’t get my undies-in-a-bunch.  I just let it go.  (I’m convinced that he sometimes gets a waft of my pregnancy-hormones … and we all know what they can do to us girls … well the mood-swing can be ten times worse for the…

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    Migraines and the power of human touch

    I am a migraine sufferer.  I will never forget my first migraine.  The night before my best-friend’s wedding.  I was sleeping at her place in the guest room and woke up suddenly sometime after midnight with so much pressure behind my eye that I couldn’t lay down.  I could only sit in the bed wondering if I was dying.  (Ok, so sometimes I’m dramatic.)  I could not move my head an inch… it lasted for what felt like hours.  I finally was able to make it to the bathroom where I proceeded to throw-up, which brought some major relief.  That was the start of a long history of migraine headaches (for 14…

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    The best sort of SURPRISE!

    I can’t help but laugh sometimes when my plans are different then God’s. After all, don’t I know the big-picture; don’t I know the best path life should take me; don’t I know when is the best time to sew & to reap? … yah… doesn’t work that way. My husband and I have struggled to a small degree with infertility. I didn’t seem to have much trouble at all getting pregnant with my oldest, *E*. However, I always wanted the next child to be pretty close in age to *E*. So when I didn’t get pregnant… and didn’t get pregnant… and didn’t get pregnant… we headed to my OB/GYN…