Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Baking bread, and more bread, and even more bread

So we have about 17 - 20 people coming to stay at our house this weekend. Quite exciting, yes, and with the excitement comes quite a bit of preparation. Today was bread making day. How much bread can 24 people eat over a weekend? Who knows, we will soon find out. Yet we want to have plenty so that we won't run out. Our goal is to make 40 loaves, today we made 20 regular loaves and one braided loaf (no picture because it was in the oven.) I've washed bread pans, raising bowls and the bosh at least 4 times today. The house smelled wonderful today!

Here is a loaf that we forgot to get out of the bread machine and so it cooked in there...

Here's a little sample of our final products...
french toast will be soo good with this bread (vegan of course ;) )

Tomorrow we will be making 20 more loaves,
3 more loaves of braided bread and bunches and bunches of waffles.


A few random pictures...

My sweet little sister "talking on her phone" and wearing the hat that Aunt Chris made for her.

How many little ones have a raccoon for a friend??

Sunday, March 29, 2009

25 Random Things...

There was this thing going around Facebook called "25 random things about me"... I really don't have much time to sit and write out some of those things but reading some of my friends responses made me think of what I would write if I did have the time. So over the past few weeks I've put down some things have popped into my mind, here are a few:

1-I was the youngest child for 19 years

2- I was princess when I was in first grade

3- I skipped my senior year in high-school and went on "Witness for Life" when I was 16

4- I used to dream of being a photographer, Adventist travel nanny and wedding planner, now I am blessed to be a Midwife

5- I jumped off a bridge when I was in Norway (I went as the photographer and ended up jumping, broke my back, and had to preach my first real sermon the next day)

6-I lived the same day twice: the first time was in the Marshall Islands, the second was in Hawaii

7- I've delivered a baby in the coat I'm wearing right now

8- All of us children have our birthdays in the "20's"

9-I've been to 9 RI FCM's in 3 years

10- I've lived in the same house since I was 4

11-This summer will be the 5th wedding that I have been a bridesmaid in

12-We became Adventist when I was 12 after my Lutheran school teachers told us that SDA's were a cult (after studying the Bible we saw very clearly that this was not the case)

13-I found a coin from New Zealand in my front yard when I was 10 and ever since then I've dreamed of going there.

14-I love the water: swimming, kayaking, jumping on water trampolines, my dad used to say that if there was water near by that he knew where to find me. I even went swimming at our cottage when there was ice on the lake.

15-In the past 3 months I have been home for maybe 15 days.

16-We just finished 5 weeks of Health Seminars that we did for 3 churches in the past 6 weeks. It was quite a blessing yet kept us running non-stop.

17- I love multi-tasking

18-My favorite chapter in the Bible is Ezekiel 37 and my favorite book of the Bible is James

19-I hope to do missionary work in the Philippines some day.

20-I LOVE children! My mom did day-care until I was 12, I started babysitting when I was 10 for 3 girls: 10 hours a day 5 days a week, and then I was a nanny for 4 years, now I take care of my adorable little sister :)

21-I love singing and playing music with my little sister, she sings hymns and scripture songs most of the time

22-I'm talking on the phone with Amy right now

23-I work with Generation of Youth for Christ and love it, I'm the assistant for the VP of Logistics

24-We are having 20 people come stay with us this weekend and are having a Passover Seder

25-More than anything in the world I pray that my whole family will be able to spend eternity in heaven together.

Wow, after a month I actually got 25 things down ... Enjoy :)

Friday, March 27, 2009

A post by Amy...I just had to post it on here :)

A post!

I'm sitting here with Laura, tea kettle boiling on the cook stove across the room, clock ticking nearby, writing in the soft glowing light of our lone kerosene lamp. Laura's pouring over labor records, coying the needed ones for her CPM program In the bedroom Ada's resting, nestled in bed with her 2 1/2 hour old baby son, Mosie.
I was SO excited when Freida called me tonight around 5 pm...
"Do you want to go to a birth?"
"Sure!" ( This was a treat, I don't often get called since she has other helpers!)
"Well I have two mom's going and they both called back just now to say it's serious. I'm headed to the one and maybe you can go to Lodi with Laura?"

"Can you hurry? Are you ready?"

"Yes! I'm ready. Id just came home

She mentions meeting Laura and begins to give me direstions, meanwhile I was hurrily trying to tie my shoes and hang onto the phone.

"Oh never mind, I'll call Laura and give her directions so you can get ready."

"I have my coat and shoes. Will be out the door in a minute!

I'd just gotten home from a long day of prenatals, cleaned my car, and planned on making something yummy for dinner, then having a fun evening relaxing with the kids and Laura since Dad and Mom were gone to New York for the weekend, but this change of plans would be great!
I flew to Millersburg to meet Laura who had anothet tale of events in getting ready to go like pinning up her hair in the people's driveway and scribbling directions as she was driving!

We FLEW down 83 toward Lodi at a rather rapid speed, (Laura passing two cars at once!) and as we sailed along we laughed at how our first meeting was her coming to help me with a delivery and now the tables turned.

Almost to SR 250 Laura suddenly realized her sabbath clothes weren't exactly fit for a delivery outfit so as we pull up to the light she dives into the back seat as I slide over into the the drivers seat and the light turns green. So 60 mph and Laura changes into delivery clothes... squealing tires at the next light... running in the door... waiting... and this will continue later!

We ended up with another delivery within 24hrs... Ruby Beachy

Ruby again, a few days later. Isn't she simply adorable!?

Friday, March 20, 2009

The baby that just did not want to come.

To be a bridesmaid for a friend is an honor and yet to be asked to deliver a friends baby is a gift that most people never get the privilege to experience. Last June at camp meeting we drove up to my dear friends camp-site to say goodbye and as she stood by the van she asked me something that shocked me.

"You're pregnant and you want me to deliver your baby?"

Never did I realize what that one question would lead to, that one little question changed a few courses in my life and led to places I never would have dreamed of.

Nine months later here we were, praying that she would go into labor when I was close enough and would have enough time to make it. Three hours is a bit far for a third baby but trusting the Lord would provide we waited... and waited... and waited...This little one really made her mommy work. After 4 weeks of labor and 2-3 false alarms we were wondering when this little girl would ever come.

Laying in bed, about to fall asleep I started thinking about my schedule. We were in the middle of our health series and there were only certain days that we were there and it would really be best if the baby was born while I was where we were having the series being that it was an hour and a half closer to her than home was.

Tonight, I decided, would be the best night for her to be born. My mom would need me the next night for the health seminar and then we would be driving home that night for the next couple days. There wouldn't be another night that we would be this close for the next week. Yup, tonight would be the best. So I decided to pray that if it was the Lord's will that she would go into labor that night. That might sound rather strange yet I've had several babies be born exactly when I needed them to be.

2:27am bzzzz....bzzzzz....bzzzzzz I rubbed my eyes and grabbed my phone. It was her sister

"They're 1-2 minutes apart"

I started throwing my clothes on, not even sure if I would make it but my prayers started and didn't end until I ran through their door an hour and a half later that if it was the Lord's will that I would make it for the delivery.

I ran to their door and "peacefully" walked into the door, happy to see that the baby had not been born.

It was another three long long hours until precious little Lydia was brought into this world. It was such an incredible blessing to bring a little one into the world knowing that her parents were going to bring her up for the Lord. We prayed all through her contractions those three hours and cried out to the Lord when the contractions seemed to hard to struggle through. There were so many object lessons that we all received through this experience. Do we long for the Lord to come as much as a laboring mother longs for her baby to be born?

I look forward to all the many wonderful memories that I will have with my dearest little "niece." It will be amazing to be able to watch her grow and to help her learn of her precious Saviour that helped me to help her mommy bring her into the world.

Lydia ~ 8 lb 4oz 19 3/4 inches long

Her daddy had tears streaming down his face as he saw his daughter coming into the world. What an honor and responsibility to be the Priest of a family and a protector of his daughter.

Me holding her after I got cleaned up... I got just a bit messy!
Yet it was my own fault, I stood in a bad place when I broke her water.

Midnight Adventures

I felt like I was one of the people that was stuck outside of the ark when it began to rain.

Well, maybe not that bad but that's what I felt like last night when I was trying to break into our house. I can just imagine that after that first rain drop fell they were going all around the ark seeing if there was any possible way for them to get in. Desperate to get in they were banging and prying at any possible entrance. Their lives were at stake and now after all their mocking and laughter they knew it.

No, my life was not at stake, but it was really late and very cold outside. We were driving home from our last Health Seminar presentation for this week when, about 10 miles from home, I asked my mom if she had the keys that had the house key on it...


"No, I thought that you said you had it..."

And that began the longest 15 minutes from home...

It was about midnight, we weren't about to turn around and go the 2 hours back to the church where we were sure we had left the keys.

I'm really good at locking up the house at night and the previous night I had locked the one window that was unlocked on the main floor.

We drove into the driveway and with determination I got out of the car walking around to try and find a way in. I'm happy to say that someone would have to try really really hard and be quite obvious to actually break into our home :) But this was the one time that I was not too happy with my skills of making sure nobody could get in. All the doors and windows were locked on the main floor.

I had an idea...


My poor cat was longingly looking out the window wondering why we weren't just coming in.

I got ready to climb up... hmm... thinking in my mind "I really really hope I don't fall off these things, that would hurt quite badly..."

Huh?? Where did those lights come from???

"Mom, what are you doing? How did you get in?" I asked with complete surprise.

"I found the keys, they were on the floor of my seat." She happily responded, still looking at me a bit strange wondering what I was doing.

Praise the Lord, we don't know how the keys got there but am I ever glad that they were. We were so close to home yet without our key it was practically impossible to find entrance.

Home seemed even nicer last night, the fact that we had struggled and earnestly sought for any way to find entrance made it even better.

This is kind of like how heaven will be. All our struggles and trials that we have faced here will make heaven all the more wonderful. The Lord is standing at the door, yet He has to wait for us to let Him in. Are we seeking the Lord and His truth as much as we seek for earthly things? Do we strive for the goal, or is it just something that we try half-hearted for. Sometimes it seems like we know the truth yet it has not really hit our hearts and changed our lives. We are told that if we seek Him we will find Him, if we search for Him with all our hearts.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Some More Honduras Pictures

A typical Honduran home

A C-section that I did!! What an amazing experience!!!


In October I had the wonderful opportunity to go to Honduras on a Midwifery Mission trip. Here are a few pictures and some descriptions will come later...

Saturday, March 7, 2009

The Narrow Way

May you all be as blessed and encouraged by this vision as I was:

"I dreamed of being with a large body of people. A portion of this assembly started out prepared to journey. We had heavily loaded wagons. As we journeyed, the road seemed to ascend. On one side of this road was a deep precipice; on the other was a high, smooth, white wall, like the hard finish upon plastered rooms.

As we journeyed on, the road grew narrower and steeper. In some places it seemed so very narrow that we concluded that we could no longer travel with the loaded wagons. We then loosed them from the horses, took a portion of the luggage from the wagons and placed it upon the horses, and journeyed on horseback.

As we progressed, the path still continued to grow narrow. We were obliged to press close to the wall, to save ourselves from falling off the narrow road down the steep precipice. As we did this, the luggage on the horses pressed against the wall and caused us to sway toward the precipice. We feared that we should fall and be dashed in pieces on the rocks. We then cut the luggage from the horses, and it fell over the precipice. We continued on horseback, greatly fearing, as we came to the narrower places in the road, that we should lose our balance and fall. At such times a hand seemed to take the bridle and guide us over the perilous way.

As the path grew more narrow, we decided that we could no longer go with safety on horseback, and we left the horses and went on foot, in single file, one following in the footsteps of another. At this point small cords were let down from the top of the pure white wall; these we eagerly grasped, to aid us in keeping our balance upon the path. As we traveled, the cord moved along with us. The path finally became so narrow that we concluded that we could travel more safely without our shoes, so we slipped them from our feet and went on some distance without them. Soon it was decided that we could travel more safely without our stockings; these were removed, and we journeyed on with bare feet.

We then thought of those who had not accustomed themselves to privations and hardships. Where were such now? They were not in the company. At every change some were left behind, and those only remained who had accustomed themselves to endure hardships. The privations of the way only made these more eager to press on to the end.

Our danger of falling from the pathway increased. We pressed close to the white wall, yet could not place our feet fully upon the path, for it was too narrow. We then suspended nearly our whole weight upon the cords, exclaiming: "We have hold from above! We have hold from above!" The same words were uttered by all the company in the narrow pathway. As we heard the sounds of mirth and revelry that seemed to come from the abyss below, we shuddered. We heard the profane oath, the vulgar jest, and low, vile songs. We heard the war song and the dance song. We heard instrumental music and loud laughter, mingled with cursing and cries of anguish and bitter wailing, and were more anxious than ever to keep upon the narrow, difficult pathway. Much of the time we were compelled to suspend our whole weight upon the cords, which increased in size as we progressed.

I noticed that the beautiful white wall was stained with blood. It caused a feeling of regret to see the wall thus stained. This feeling, however, lasted but for a moment, as I soon thought that it was all as it should be. Those who are following after will know that others have passed the narrow, difficult way before them, and will conclude that if others were able to pursue their onward course, they can do the same. And as the blood shall be pressed from their aching feet, they will not faint with discouragement; but, seeing the blood upon the wall, they will know that others have endured the same pain.

At length we came to a large chasm, at which our path ended. There was nothing now to guide the feet, nothing upon which to rest them. Our whole reliance must be upon the cords, which had increased in size until they were as large as our bodies. Here we were for a time thrown into perplexity and distress. We inquired in fearful whispers: "To what is the cord attached?" My husband was just before me. Large drops of sweat were falling from his brow, the veins in his neck and temples were increased to double their usual size, and suppressed, agonizing groans came from his lips. The sweat was dropping from my face, and I felt such anguish as I had never felt before. A fearful struggle was before us. Should we fail here, all the difficulties of our journey had been experienced for nought.

Before us, on the other side of the chasm, was a beautiful field of green grass, about six inches high. I could not see the sun; but bright, soft beams of light, resembling fine gold and silver, were resting upon this field. Nothing I had seen upon earth could compare in beauty and glory with this field. But could we succeed in reaching it? was the anxious inquiry. Should the cord break, we must perish. Again, in whispered anguish, the words were breathed: "What holds the cord?" For a moment we hesitated to venture. Then we exclaimed: "Our only hope is to trust wholly to the cord. It has been our dependence all the difficult way. It will not fail us now." Still we were hesitating and distressed. The words were then spoken: "God holds the cord. We need not fear." These words were then repeated by those behind us, accompanied with: "He will not fail us now. He has brought us thus far in safety."

My husband then swung himself over the fearful abyss into the beautiful field beyond. I immediately followed. And, oh, what a sense of relief and gratitude to God we felt! I heard voices raised in triumphant praise to God. I was happy, perfectly happy.

I awoke, and found that from the anxiety I had experienced in passing over the difficult route, every nerve in my body seemed to be in a tremor. This dream needs no comment. It made such an impression upon my mind that probably every item in it will be vivid before me while my memory shall continue"

You just never know...

I'm not feeling really "blogy" right now... I've had the same line typed, which I just deleted to write this btw, for about 2 hours.

My fire has just about gone out, literally, and I need to go stoke it, as well as make my granola. Yet I figured I'd write a few lines about my past several days.

I was scared that Angie was in labor so we made a mad rush to get everything done in the house, threw some clothes in a suitcase and ran out the door to drive the three hours down here. Didi was so kind to let us stay at her house, I invited ourselves for an unknown amount of time.

I just had this feeling that something might happen and to be 3 hours away was not very comforting. So down we came.

It's now been 4 days, and still no baby.

Thursday, the day after we drove down, she was in labor all day, we were sure it was the real thing. We had a nice, "fun" day at the house, in all diff positions, me playing on the birthing ball, us three ladies sitting on the bed looking at my blog pictures, washing dishes with Celest, reading in front of the fire... and then towards evening everything slowed down and by the time we went to bed it had really slowed down.

Back to Josh & Didi's I came, with them totally surprised that I had come back without a baby being born.

I've been having a wonderful time with my "nephew" and Didi & Josh even if Angie has not had her baby.

Tonight they left me at the house to go to Didi's "surprise" birthday party, to watch the baby. I have to say that I did offer to stay and take care of the sweet little one so that his mommy & daddy could go and not have to have him up late. I'm just hoping they bring me back some yummy vegan carrot-cake.

I had a nice time reading the Testimonies and Desire of Ages, and have been attempting to keep the fire in the fireplace going. Now I shall go make granola...

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The Power of the Mind

"But I haven't had you for a very long time!!" Were the heart-broken cries coming from my sister as I told her that I would not be sleeping with her last night. 

She was not excited in the least bit at the idea of sleeping in her bed. 

Then I remembered... 

"look at the sleeping baby, the sleeping baby" I sang, with a smile

Silence filled the room,  she carefully closed her eyes and tilted her head as to appear sound asleep. 

I played with this for several moments as I quietly covered her up, gave her her birth blanket and  "Anna", every few minutes saying:

"Oh, look at the sleeping baby, she's soo peaceful"

And so she stayed until she fell fast asleep. 

It's amazing, the power of the mind. She went from great, loud cries that didn't appear to be ending any time soon to as quiet as a mouse, with just a simple phrase. 

Tonight, she's happy because it's "girls night" and I'm going to give her a massage, well unless she's asleep by the time I get up there.