Wednesday, May 26, 2010

"We are ok. Really, we're ok..."

Is never the first thing you want to hear out of someone's mouth when they call you unexpectedly. Especially if that someone is driving with your children. But that was the beginning of the phone call I got this evening. Matthias and Ezra were riding in a car with Grandma and Grandpa D, when a woman ran a red light. Both cars are totalled, but everyone will be alright. After getting the phone call (I was shopping with my brother in law), I met them at the scene of the accident. The car looked awful and was in no way driveable (they front end was destroyed and although the paramedics thought they were both alright, I decided to have them brought to the ER to get checked out again.  Since they are so young, I didn't want to take chances. They can't really tell us if something hurts very well.  So the boys and I took a nice ambulance ride to the children's hospital. They are fine though. Matthias has some bruising on his shoulders and chest from his carseat straps, but no broken bones. Ezra seems completely fine. My father in law has a small burn on his arm from the air bag and my mother in law is a little sore, but they are both going to be just fine. Mom and dad already got a new rental car and tomorrow we will be going to get the boys new carseats. 

I am so thankful to God that they are alright. 

Friday, May 14, 2010

My little Strongman

Today we went to the park. The double stroller was in my car trunk which Calvin drove to work today, so I brought the boys in the wagon. We had a nice time playing with our friends there. When it came time to go home, I strapped Ezra in the wagon and went to get Matthias. He didn't really want to go, but he wanted to pull the wagon. I thought he was just going to help me, but insisted on pulling it by himself. Mind you, Ezra is in the wagon, so the wagon weighs almost as much as Matthias himself. He was so stubborn he would not let me touch the wagon and insisted on pulling the wagon the entire three blocks home from the park over the rough terrain that is our city sidewalks. He did very well. He just needed a little help going up the ramps at the corners and I had to take Ezra out so he could pull it through the backyard to put it away in the garage. It just blew me away at how strong he is.

Monday, May 10, 2010

I'm done... for now

So I finished my Advanced Human Anatomy and Physiology class tonight. We had the final tonight and I got an A, which means I'll get an A in the class!

If anyone of you out there have aspirations of being a professor (or any other type of teacher), one word of advice. Your words should match your actions! (I guess that advice could go for anyone). The reason I say this, is that as a student, it is very frustrating when you are told one thing and then something completely different happents.

What do I mean? Well about a month ago, we had a test. We were told that it would be on four chapters and that there would be 60-70 multiple choice questions and that we would be able to use our book for about 20 minutes during the testing time. When it came to the day of the test, he gave us a two part test. Part one was on the first two chapters and was 80 some multiple choice questions. We were allowed to use our book for about 20 minutes. Part two was 40 some matching questions on the second two chapters and we were not allowed to use our book. Some may ask what the big deal is. Well the last chapter was very difficult to understand and so many people had chosen to instead study hard for the first three chapters (that they did understand) and then plan on using their book for the questions from the last chapter. So a number of people did not do so well.

Then comes today's final. One day he told us that it would be multiple choice and maybe an essay. The next time it was going to be true/false, multiple choice, and maybe some matching. But every time, what he consistently said was that all the questions would be taken exactly off the tests. Well the test consisted of 100 questions and at least a dozen of them were not from our previous tests. But we were allowed to use our book for the test, which for those people like myself enjoy hurting our backs by lugging that 7 and a half pound book with us, was not a big deal. But since he had made no mention of it a head of time, there were a number of people that did not have books with them.

Eh, I could go on, but the bottom line is I'm done with it, I got an A, and I don't have to worry about studying for three weeks! (Shortest summer break of my life!)

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Time Flies

Three years ago at this time, I was holding a precious little newborn. Now Matthias is a little boy who is sweet and mischievous all at the same time. Oh how time flies. I look at his baby pictures and can't imagine how that tiny (ok, maybe not so tiny) baby has become such a tall little man that walks and talks. I just thank God for every day I have been blessed to be his mother.

Many of you don't know, but when I was thirteen weeks pregnant, we had a scare where the midwife couldn't find his heartbeat and thought that I had had a missed miscarriage. We had to wait almost twenty four hours before we could get an ultrasound (small town, small hospital), which was the most agonizing twenty four hours of my life. The most beautiful sound in the world was his perfect little heartbeat on the ultrasound machine the next morning. That was the day I knew I wanted to be a mother more than anything in the world. Up until that point I was scared not so sure (the pregnancy was unexpected and we were young), but those twenty four hours of not knowing confirmed that this was what I wanted. And now I count every day I have with Matthias (and now Ezra) blessed, because I know I have been blessed with amazing kids.