Our second day of our 3 day pass we headed to Disneyland. Our goal was to ride the rides we wanted and see the parades, figuring the next visit we’d try to meet characters.
We headed to autopia first since there wasn’t much of a line and we wanted a fast pass for Star tours, which was in that direction. We were hungry almost immediately after, so we went over to the Mexican restaurant next to Big Thunder Railroad. They did amazing with the gluten free food for me!
We convinced S to ride with me on Big Thunder after, even though she was scared. I told her that the worst case was that she hated it and it only lasted one minute of awful. That helped her a bit. But she still hated the ride.
I took a break with D while my husband and S ride star tours. I could NOT get him to sleep for anything. There was screaming, crying, kicking, protesting. I’d found a great spot next to the Matterhorn and submarine. I say there for about an hour and D would not sleep. So I got up and walked around; he fell asleep in about 15 minutes. Next time, no sitting: walking!
We watched the parade, which was my highlight of the day – the kids had so much fun seeing some of their favorite characters, and my daughter taught my son to wave at them. Both kids were having and yelling hello to everyone who passed by. It was a fun parade.
We rode the teacups, which we all loved, got dinner, wandered some more, and enjoyed the electric parade before heading home with some very very tired kids.
Although we live very close to Disneyland, only go once a year or every other year – it’s just way too expensive! Luckily, this year they offered the SoCal pass, which was a great deal. We finally had the chance to use our first day, and we went to CA adventure, which I’ve only been to once or twice.
(Side rant: Honestly, Disneyland is just so much better! I have NO IDEA why they would build a California park IN California. It’s only like an hour to go to the real Hollywood or one of the piers. CA adventure would have done so much better in a different country! We could have had DisneySea like in Tokyo, but they passed on it. What a waste… DisneySea is amazing! /Rant)
Anyway, we hadn’t been since they built Cars Land. Ohmygosh, it’s amazing. It’s really like walking into the movie. The area isn’t that big, but they have all the stops in the move as well as the cars driving out to take pictures. My son was enthralled. That alone might be worth coming back – but not much else.
There were a few fun things, but if you aren’t going on any of the big rides, eh, you could pass. The toy story ride was really fun but the line was crazy. Good thing we had fastpasses! It was fun meeting Elsa and Anna! We did see the show, but again, just eh. We had to wait a full hour for the hour long show, and while the performers were good, the production felt forced; the chorus was pushed in odd places, the pacing was rough, and some was really really cheesy. The guy who played Olaf was dynamite though. However, my daughter loved it, so it was worth the time.
We’ll be using our other two days at Disneyland, which I know really well, so I’m looking forward to that!
We had some crazy rain on Friday. Some flooding in our area. Lots of trees and branches down. The last time we had rain, we discovered a leak in the ceiling, and this time we found another one. Looks like we’ll need to contact the roofing company we used a few years ago.
One of the surprises was the blackout, caused by a down tree nearby. I had just washed both kids’ lovies, and something told me to just put them through the drier, not the entire load of clothes I’d washed. The power went out just as the lovies finished drying. Thank God for small favors! Our power went out just before 5pm and wasn’t on until 8 the next morning.
On the plus side, we have tons of candles! First, we put on bathing suits and headed upstairs to our giant tub. There’s great light in our bathroom, so we played in the tub until the sun went down, then we had a candle light dinner. Fun times!
About a month after my brother in law passed, we were faced with a decision about going on a mission trip to our sister church in the south of France. We’d been discussing it for a few months, but were too distracted with family circumstances to make a decision. But once we hit June, we had to make a decision. I was pretty sure we were called to go, but every time I went to pray, I just heard “let him make the decision.” So I just kept asking my husband, without pushing. Finally he said, “ugh. I don’t want to go, but I feel like we need to.” He later compared himself to Jonah – being called to go somewhere and do something he really didn’t want to do. Ultimately, he divided to be more like Ananias, who got a direction he didn’t like, but followed through anyway. With my husband’s approval we agreed and started the fundraising process!
Today my husband’s brother’s all-too-short time came to an end and he passed into eternity. While we rejoice that his pain is gone and he is finally at peace, he left a huge hole in all our hearts. And while I grieve for those he was closest to – his amazing wife, son, brother and his parents, I am truly sorry for those who never had a chance to meet him, play cards with him or taste his awesome culinary creations. He was one-of-a-kind, a devoted husband, loving father, and great brother, son and friend. We mourn for our loss, but take comfort knowing that we will see him once again thanks to the amazing gift of grace and salvation through Jesus.
Blessed are those that mourn, for they shall be comforted. – Matt 5:4
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted; he saves those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18
I did it. I actually survived a trip to a big box store (Sams/costco/etc) with two children, one of which is a baby, without any one of us having a total meltdown. It was touch-and-go for a bit towards the end, but we made it out alive. I am happy to celebrate the major milestones of being a parent.
Our daughter is 5 and fantastic, but when she was born, she did some time in the NICU (for fluid in her lungs and jaundice). With our second, they released him two days after he was born. We were shocked. When the nurse told us we were going to be discharged, we booked it out as fast as possible, just in case. It honestly felt like they weren’t going to let us out the door. like the nurse was going to come running after us shouting, “WAIT! We realized something is wrong and he needs to stay a few days.” When we made it home, it felt too good to be true. Our daughter hadn’t been able to come to the hospital to meet the new one (or see me), so going home was wonderful. The doctor did ask us to go back and have his Jaundice level double checked in a day or two.
Unfortunately, when I did, the hospital called me as soon as they got the results in and told me to bring our new baby back immediately. He needed some time under the Billie lights in the NICU. I thought I was ready having been there, done that, but it was harder the second time. I was already a mom and knew what I was missing and had a hard time tearing myself away from my new baby. At the same time, I had a 5 year old who was worried about me and missed me. I had to go through the same issues with nursing and pumping that I did with my first, though luckily, this time the NICU stay only lasted 26 hours instead of 6 days. Despite that, I was still a wreak. I cannot imagine how moms and dads cope with babies in the NICU for weeks. They are incredibly strong and I admire their ability to keep it together.
Ah, yes. The post of horror. No, really, it wasn’t that bad.
My labor/ delivery was a whole lot of interesting. I had several female nurses all making jokes about men being difficult (since my baby is a boy). The only consistent nurse I had was a male student who was nervous and wanted to defend men, but didn’t feel like he was in a position to do so. He finally said something and I told the baby (in my stomach) that he better hurry because the student was the only one defending him and was leaving at 3pm and wanted to see him be born.
At 12:30pm the Dr broke my water. At 1, i was telling another student how I was trying to go without pain meds. I went into HARD labor at 1:20. At 1:30, I was crying asking for an epidural (so much for med free). I was told 15 mins till the anesthesiologist could get there. At 1:45 my husband called the nurse who asked if the anesthesiologist had been by. I said nope, I feel like I need to push. They check, I’m at ten. My Dr runs from her office. There were like 15 people in the room – several students. One lady was trying to talk to my husband over me asking details about the baby as I was trying to push. I told her to save it for later and stop. A few pushes and baby is born at 2:05. The students were all excited. The one guy who was with me all morning thanked me with tears in his eyes and said it was a miracle. I told him the baby came just for him since he defended boys. He couldn’t even respond he was so choked up. It was a great birth – I even made it without the pain meds!
After, we found out baby’s head was 37cm. My nurse said, “you go girl!” The lady who was trying to talk to my husband while I was pushing came back after to help with nursing and kept making comments about my girls (boobs) and telling him that helping me nurse was as close to sex as he’d get for a while – while winking at my husband. He was crazy uncomfortable. I so didn’t care at that moment.
I’m so very excited to show you our baby’s room. I was trying to figure out how I was going to decorate his room. I wanted something that would grow with him – not a “nursery.” I ended up thinking how cool a space theme would be, but too much was too cartoony. I finally found black and white realistic planets, then decided how neat it would be to have spaceships from our favorite series! Then, of course, we needed to add some scripture. Once I got the miscellaneous stars, I decided it would fun to make constellations instead of just randomly place them. I love the way everything turned out! (Plus, I got to support six different etsy sellers!) Click on the pictures to see a larger version.