tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-680854793349870482024-03-06T02:22:22.344-05:00The Edmonds FamilyThe days of a family that desires to, first, love the Lord with all their being; second, love each other wholly; and third, show love those around them.The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.comBlogger75125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-78586271938381525282013-03-31T22:30:00.002-04:002013-03-31T22:30:42.229-04:00I've Let It GoYes, I've let the blog go. I used to have one or two friends that didn't have Facebook, that always encouraged me to post new things here, but even they have gotten on the Facebook train, and updating the blog regularly seems a little pointless...<br />
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That is until you have a ton of pictures to upload that all have a story. Hence, the update tonight...I'd say that we have a story or two to share since October15, when I last posted!<br />
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<b>Noteworthy for November:</b> For thanksgiving, we went to Florence to visit Jonathan's family. It is always so much fun, but the boys especially had a blast this year. I tried to be intentional about taking some pictures of the boys playing (we taught them about throwing leaves in the air and dirt pies...GOOD TIMES).<br />
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<b>Details from December: </b> For my birthday, Jonathan hit a home-run with an awesome surprise dinner, and then took me to the Nutcracker...it was phenomenal...I really enjoyed it! We also hit the tree farm this year to cut down our Christmas tree - and by we, I mean Jonathan. We normally get really tall, really full trees. This year, we opted for a shorter, more slender tree, and I really think it might be one of my favorites EVER! For Christmas, Jonathan took a week off, and we spent a day and a half at Great Wolf Lodge, just the four of us. I absolutely LOVE all of our family, but wanted to spend some time with just the four of us so we could really focus on the boys before Ellis got here. Emrick had the best time (he asked just this week to go to the swimming pool after his nap). Becker took a while to warm up to the whole idea, but he still got some one on one time. <br />
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<b>Just a tad from January</b>: For Christmas, I gave Jonathan two tickets to the UNC/Maryland basketball game, and made him take a "man's day" and go to the game just to get away. They weren't super expensive tickets, so I figured they'd be in the nosebleed section, and I worried they wouldn't really be able to enjoy the game. Well..I was wrong! I think they would've enjoyed the game either way, but sitting court-side for most of the game certainly didn't hurt! It's a story Jonathan and Donald would have to tell you, but basically, a really nice stranger doing a good deed made these boys' day! Below is the contrast of where the started and ended their day at the Dean Dome!<br />
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<b>Fast February:</b> February just kinda flew by me...and because of that, there isn't a ton to note about it. Oh, we did go to Grove Park Inn in Asheville, NC for the leaders' retreat for our church...it was a great and much needed baby moon before Ellis got here!<br />
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<b>Much ado about March: </b> Well, we finished the boys' room re-do, and we had a baby...you know, no big deal! ;)<br />
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Ellis Arrives - Typically, my deliveries take a while to get to the pushing point, but then pushing is over relatively quickly. Ellis was different! It still took a while to get to pushing, but then pushing took longer than I thought it would, too. I got really tired, and my fright shot up too, when the doctor noticed Ellis was beginning to get a little stressed. But, alas, he arrived! None of the photos below are flattering of me AT ALL, but they definitely capture the moment!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love this picture of Jonathan checking out the <br />
contractions on the monitor!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At one of the moments I thought I could give up, <br />
my rock encouraging me! Love this moment!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They had turned me on my side to try to get <br />
Ellis to turn to get out, but the interesting <br />
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What in the world?</td></tr>
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Room Re-do - We also were able to get the boys' room set-up to fit all three of them (although, Ellis spends most of his nights in the living room right now, it won't be long before we are putting all three to bed at the same time in the same room, so we needed a space for that). However, this project could not have been done without Jonathan's parents and my Aunt Jeanne! The room is awesome! I love that every detail was done in love!<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">After- There are lots of things that need to be pointed out in</span><span style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"> </span>the after photos: 1. The boys quilts that Aunt Jeanne made for them. You can't see all of the details in these pictures, but they are perfect. 2. The boys' pillowcases-Aunt Jeanne made these, they match the quilts and have the boys' names on them, and could be one of my favorite pieces in the room. 3. The book slings - I knew I wanted to get rid of some of the shelving, so we decided we needed a new place to put books. There are four total. Three are the same, two on the wall, on above Becker's bed, and one on Becker's side railing. We tied the side on better and took some books out, so it hangs better now! One of the boys' favorite activities is to read on Becker's bed so it made sense to put some books in there! We realized as soon as we hung these up that we should've put the "B" above Becker's bed, so we might end up moving it. 4. In the picture from the opposite angle, Aunt Jeanne also made the curtains, which might be my favorite part especially when they make the room cozy and dark at nap time! What you can't see is that the crib fits really well under Em's big bed too!<br />
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<br />The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-33734353031710933842012-10-15T21:17:00.001-04:002012-10-15T21:17:39.087-04:00Catch-UpSo, again, I fail! I still don't have pictures to post of our trip (I'll have to get Jonathan to help me find them). We didn't take a camera, except for Jonathan's phone, but all of our friends from our trip did share with us, I'm just not sure how/where they are saved)! I also haven't done personal thank you notes to all those that helped support us! That is on my to-do list! <br />
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Anyway, Emrick is getting so old so fast. We were working on a memory verse from church when he started quoting another that I think he learned at school. It was so neat to hear him saying verses he had learned from school. Sometimes I struggle with the fact that I'm a working mom, and that the boys spend so much time at daycare, but today it was refreshing and comforting to know that he is receiving some biblical teaching at school, too! And honestly, probably more than I would do/did when I am home with them in the summers. Anyway, I digress. It was so cute, that when we got home, I made him say them for the camera to share with all of you! Here is the documentation of our first three memory verses!<br />
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Becker is getting just as big, just as fast. He is SO ROUGH. He is constantly bumping his head...not soft bumps either...just since Friday, he has jumped/fallen out of the cart at Wal-mart and banged his head on the floor, busted his lip at daycare, and fallen backward off the ottoman into the fireplace on his head. Please don't call DSS on us...he is just so stinkin fast and fearless. He always cries for a sec, but then goes right back to where he left off! The boy has NO fear, and evidently a really high pain tolerance. He is going to give me a heart attack; I'm sure of it! In the last month or so, he has popped at least three teeth through, and I'm pretty sure working on more. He is working on words, but doesn't have that many yet. He can say his name, and is learning "MORE" very quickly. He's also developing quite the personality. I always say, "He is so cute when he's happy!" Because, he knows what he wants, and he is only happy when he has what he wants...oh, boy! Some of my favorite, most recent pictures of this bad boy:<br />
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Baby 3 seems to be growing fine! The heart rate on Oct 8 was 145-150. Both boys were in the same range throughout their pregnancies. We've said from the beginning we think it is another boy. We will see! And SOON! We go Friday to do the full baby scan and will hopefully be able to see if our prediction of boy is correct. Please fill free to pray that the full body scan goes well, and that baby 3 is healthy! I'll try to get back here then and share with our 2 faithful followers the results! <br />
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<br />The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-16965358370769323832012-09-04T23:25:00.000-04:002012-09-04T23:25:27.654-04:00Nicaragua So, I didn't fulfill my commitment...surprise, surprise! BUT, I am finally going to update before I start forgetting. <br />
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About two weeks before we left to go to Nicaragua, we were asked if we would like to do "home-stays". These home-stays are one night with a Nicaraguan family. We would leave the site that afternoon, and then spend the night, having dinner and breakfast prepared by the family, and return to the site the next morning. While in Nicaragua, it is stressed that no one ever do anything or go anywhere alone, just for safety. So, when this idea presented itself, I was interested, and it seemed adventurous and fun, so I convinced as many girls as I could to sign up with me, so I'd be sure to stay with someone. **We'll come back to this idea later**<br />
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We left on Saturday, and although I did shed a tear or two about leaving the boys, I think I handled it well, and was able to move past that pretty quickly.<br />
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Getting to Nica seemed easy and I felt as though we transitioned well. We spent the first night (Saturday) at the Christ for the City Guest House, and had orientation (basically culture instruction) on Sunday. We then packed up the bus, rode (or if you are me, Dramamine-induced napped) through the country side of Nica for 3 hours, and went to the church that we would partner with this week. I was part of the pharmacy, and we quickly got to work setting up our work place. We then meet the members of the church. Next, was an interesting exchange: they were going to introduce the host families to the team members that would be staying at their home. They called out Julio and Marta, and then called out Jonathan and I...we were really confused because normally they pair up by gender, but this year they paired us by marriage...which was awesome, but we didn't understand and caused quite the ruckus because Julio and Marta couldn't tell what was going on (they thought we weren't married, or that we might not want to stay with them, which made me sad that we gave that impression). Anyway, we had a translator come over and help, and all was well.<br />
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We stayed at a nice hotel, and Jolidia (spelling?) the CFCI cook, made every meal for us. So we were very well cared for throughout the week. <br />
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Monday we started our clinic. Clinic went really well. Probably the biggest blessing was our pharmacy team. I had heard how hard that team could be...hot, small, stressful quarters. But, our team was amazing, and had an amazing leader, that in the mist of our only time of real chaos, she had the freedom, the insight, the wisdom to stop, and pray. And, would you know, things just smoothed out immediately. God was so good, and so gracious, and I might be biased, but we really had the best pharmacy team. Girls, if you read this, I know that I wouldn't have gotten as much out of this trip without the amazing team we had...thank you!<br />
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As Monday ended well, I was super pumped up about how well it went, but it didn't take long for nervousness to begin to well up in me about home stays the next night. I was the one that had convinced so many to do it, but I was starting to fear the unknown about what the house would be like, what the food would be like, would they use our distilled water, would they have a shower (at least what I thought a shower looked like), would we get sick? But that night, Aracelyes (CFCI worker) shared with us what it meant for us to come to their homes. She pleaded that we watch our responses, and that we reflect gratefulness as these people opened up their best for us. It really spoke to me, and I tried to allow God to use me, and calm my fears. <br />
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So, Tuesday afternoon, Jonathan and Marta walked in with a young lady named Karen. As Karen started speaking ENGLISH...she shared that she was from New Jersey, was in the Peace Corps, and knew Marta from the health clinic where she and Marta worked. She told us that she was coming to the house to help us communicate! Sounds like we weren't the only ones nervous! ;) That afternoon, we walked to Marta and Julio's from the church. We talked and rocked and I received a pedicure and manicure (more on that in a minute), and then shared one awesome dinner. We then played soccer in the street for a while. We walked to Marta's sister's and visited for a minute, and then headed in for showers and bed. We had a fun breakfast including toast in a bag (like a loaf of bread, but toasted), and headed back to work at the church. It was such a fun, but also seemingly normal night. It felt right, and like we had been a part of the family forever. <br />
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Wednesday night was a hard night...I was missing my babies, but I also was wanting to relish in the moments like Tuesday night as long as I could, and tears just flowed...I couldn't even express how I felt (which, if you know me is a feat in and of itself). Then, to make my conflicted feelings worse, Aracelyes shared with the team how the host families felt about us being there...how much better it had been then they could have imagined. She shared that the daughters of Marta and Julio had learned and practiced painting nails just for me. And she shared that one of the girls stated that they imagined that's how Jesus might have looked as He had his feet washed (while she painted my nails there were easily 6-8 girls from the neighborhood, gathered and watching us intently)...can you say HUMBLED??? I was just a puddle by the end of Wednesday night. Which made our last day together, Thursday really tough. It was hard to wrap up, and leave our new friends, especially Julio and Marta and their daughters. <br />
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Our week with the church ended with the exchange of gifts between us and the church members, and then with a celebration service Thursday night. It was a special, special week!<br />
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Friday and Saturday we did some debriefing and fun stuff (like zip lining on volcanic islands and shopping in the market). And, finally on Sunday we returned to the boys. <br />
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It was truly a great week, and we learned a lot about serving others, about loving others, allowing others to serve us, and about ourselves. One of my biggest "take-away's" will have to come after my next announcement. <br />
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The night that we got home, we took a pregnancy test (I knew there was a chance I might be, but didn't really believe it). Well, the test was positive. We were a little stunned, but excited none the less! Now, in order to understand my lesson from our trip you have to understand our home. I love it...I do, but it is small. It is a two bedroom, two bathroom home. This will be our third baby. After Becker, I told Jonathan adamantly, that I WOULD NOT have another baby in this house. And, I was serious! However, after our week in Nicaragua I learned something: Although we were in an affluent area by Nicaragua standards, and most homes had flooring, and some even had internet, they still managed to live 7-12 people per home. Most homes had one bathroom and fewer bedrooms than people. And that was their norm, it wasn't changing, and they were happy, and willing to host others. It really spoke to me. I know that this house isn't forever, and likely, we will only be a family of five in this house for a max of two years. I know we can be creative and patient. Even if we are in this house forever, we are blessed with this home, and with each other. It is a true testament of God changing my heart. So many people ask if we are moving quickly after they find out we are expecting (and I don't blame them, because I made it quite clear we would come baby #3), but it is fun to share how God is changing me and my heart about the issue! <br />
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So, since this is the longest post EVER, I'll "commit" to post some pictures soon!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-20969991922471885032012-08-28T22:46:00.001-04:002012-08-28T22:46:29.203-04:00Sooo BehindGosh...Has it really been one month tomorrow that we got home from Nicaragua? I have so many people that I owe thank you's to, and so many people that have asked about our trip. And, I have sat down so many times to write this stinkin' post, but just can't seem to get the words down. It's funny because a close friend, and much better blog writer, wrote on her blog of the same experience. *Side note, she wrote about her experience already, and you should go read it on her blog, <a href="http://www.lifeofsplendor.com/" target="_blank">Life of Splendor</a>; especially if you like design and DIYs!* <br />
Anyway, since it is already 11, I still can't expect to write it tonight, but I am going to make a commitment that this post WILL BE written by Labor Day! And, you'll want to read it, because there is so much to update you with, and show you! The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-44144145579739093932012-07-19T22:26:00.000-04:002012-07-19T22:26:15.193-04:00Birthday BoysI figured I better do a post about the boys birthday parties since I asked Poppy for pictures (and he promptly sent them as soon as he could, regardless of the time). Since the boys are only 6 days apart, I figured joint birthday parties are in our future for the next couple of years (at least until one boy complains). However, this year, I wanted to have a FIRST birthday party for Becker. So I did something insane. I invited our friends to two different parties in two days. The parties fell about ten days after I was on an almost three week vacation. So, needless to say, I was a little overwhelmed with what I should do to pull off these two parties. Well....between myself and Poppy (he's probably one of the only people that read this anyway) I think we managed two pretty cute afternoons. I, at least know that they were fun. Thank you to Poppy for all of the ideas, and work that you put forth. Could not have done it without you. Also, thanks to everyone that came...we had a blast, and the boys felt so loved. We are truly blessed. Let the picture overload begin!<br />
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July 7th...Becker's 1st Birthday Splash by the TRUCKload:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cute Birthday Banner by Poppy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Festive Food Table - Trucks and Cones on a Road</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eating a Yummy Pimento and Cheese</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Birthday Cake Time - Big Brother Helping Blow Out Candle</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Poppy, that's one yummy cake"</td></tr>
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July 8th...Emrick's Freight Sized Fun, Mickey on a Train Party<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Super Cute Cake by Poppy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our Shelter "Mickey-ed Out"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretending to Blow Out the Candle (we forgot a lighter)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"But, I want to open it now!"</td></tr>
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We decided to do basically the same food for both parties. We had a cupcake bar with plain cupcakes, various icing, and many different toppings. We also had a couple of sandwiches, and a salsa bar. We really had the best time. I know Becker won't remember (and Jonathan actually gives me a hard time about that), but I hope they can both look back at pictures and cherish the memories we tried to build with them. I, for one will remember celebrating these two boys!...So blessed!<br />The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-82135112694897807452012-07-09T21:57:00.001-04:002012-07-09T21:57:08.951-04:00There's Still Time...In most cases, this phrase is true. I have to remember to not let life just pass me by, leaving me filled with regret about something I "intended" to do. As is the case we present to you today; if you have been wondering if we still needed support or supplies, the answer is: YES, we are still in need of a couple of things for our upcoming Nicaragua Trip. Please prayerfully consider joining our team, and partnering with us on this journey:<br />
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1. Prayer - Will you commit to praying for us, our team, the Nicaraguans, our boys and Grammie Sue and Poppy? (Truth be known, I am still very concerned about leaving two "momma loving" boys...I know it is good for them, not really worried about them, but Grammie Sue and Poppy)<br />
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2. Patient Gifts - I am in charge of patient gifts, and we could use more: finger nail clippers, combs, toothbrushes, travel size shampoo, travel size soap, travel size toothpaste, etc (If you are willing to get some this week while you are out and about, I will come get them from you)<br />
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3. Financial Partners - We have reached about 63% of our support team. This leaves us about $1325 short of what we need for our trip. If you would be willing to partner with us in this way, it would be a great blessing to us. Please choose one of the following options for all contributions:<br />
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<strong><em>1. Send us your support: 10 South Creek Dr, Travelers Rest, SC, 29690</em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>2. Send our church support for this trip in our name: Grace Church - 2801 Pelham Rd, Greenville, SC, 29615 (Please put Edmonds-NICA in the memo line)</em></strong></div>
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A HUGE thank you goes to EVERYONE that has already joined our team (from financial support to patient gifts, and even the encouragement letters we have gotten for each day, which I am SO excited about). There is NO WAY, we could do this without the body of Christ united with us. We have a tremendous support system that is already helping us carry this weight. Will you be the next to join? We have complete faith that God will provide! To Him be all the glory!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-32193695310110891852012-05-17T22:23:00.000-04:002012-05-17T22:34:34.747-04:00How can you support us?This question isn't rhetorical. We have a real need, and a real desire, and we are really asking, "How can you support us?" At the end of this post, I would love to hear the ways! By now you are probably asking yourself..."What are they talking about?" Well, here's the deal: <br />
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Jonathan and I both have a real passion for missions. We love being able to work alongside other believers while meeting needs of other people. Honestly, though, we love missions because of what we gain from it (yep, we're selfish). Every time that we have been involved in serving others, we grow closer to the Lord. We spent our first anniversary in Nicaragua in 2008. Since then, Jonathan has been on a missions trip almost every year. I, on the other hand, have found my place at home, taking care of babies (which I LOVE). But, this year, I began feeling God calling me to trust Him. To let go of the boys for a week, and serve Him. I knew that this meant, whether just I went with the team from our church, or whether Jonathan and I both were able to go. I knew I needed to depend on Him, and just apply. So, I did. A couple of weeks later, Jonathan (after getting permission from his boss), applied as well. Turns out, we've both been accepted onto the team going to Rivas, Nicaragua (July21-29). We are really excited, and we are just beginning to do some team building (however, 6 of the 19 team members are in our community group, so we already feel like a team). As we begin preparing, these are the areas where we could use some help:<br />
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-Prayer: Please, please pray for us! I already get anxious about leaving the boys for that long if I sit and think about it. I'm sure Jonathan will have work stress that he is thinking about...and I KNOW that Satan will use these two things and others to distract us, and wage war on us. Please pray that God will remain the focus of our hearts. That we would be dependent on Him as we prepare, and while we are gone. Pray knowing that God will be glorified in the work that we will help do. Pray for the hearts of the people in Nicaragua, that their hearts will be soft, and that they will see evidence of a living, powerful, loving, righteous Savior. We are taking medical personnel (doctors, nurses, etc). Pray for wisdom and endurance as they see/treat as many patients as they can. We are also taking teachers that will teach the Nicaraguan pastors, pray that they have adequate time to prepare and that they are clear in what the Lord wants them to present. In addition, there will be language barriers, stomach issues, and many, many more issues, so just prayer in general is a great need, and most important need. And, don't forget to pray for our boys...they won't be used to being away from us for this long either. I hope that one day they will see it as their sacrifice so that the ends of the world will know our God.<br />
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-Encouragement: We will be away from HOME, for over week. That may not seem like a big deal, or a long time, but for me...it seems like a LONG time to be away from the boys that I spend everyday with. If we aren't working, we are normally all together. Not to mention, it will be hot, sticky, and possibly rainy. There will be a great opportunity for frustration to set in if we allow it! If you have any creative ways to shower us with encouragement, I know there will be times during our week that I WILL need it. I would love to collect scripture, notes, prayers, etc before our trip to read and reflect on while we are gone. If you know of anything that could help, please send it our way!<br />
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-Financially: Unfortunately, our trip will cost! While we know and understand that not everyone can help in this way, we know that some can, and are willing. For our airfare, food, and lodging, we are being asked to raise/pay $1800 each. If this is something that you feel led to help us with, you can chose one of two ways to do so:<br />
1. Send us your support: 10 South Creek Dr, Travelers Rest, SC, 29690<br />
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2. Send our church support for this trip in our name: Grace Church - 2801 Pelham Rd, Greenville, SC, 29615 (Please put Edmonds-NICA in the memo line)</div>
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We will be once again working with Christ for the City International. And, we are so excited to work with the local church to meet practical needs. We find great peace that once we leave, the local church will be a little more prepared to meet the needs of their community. So, will you join us? I know that there is someway you can help! We thank you in advance for being willing to serve us, the people of Nicaragua, and the Lord!<br />
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<br /></div>The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-77438490734607433042012-03-16T23:50:00.003-04:002012-03-17T17:02:37.786-04:00Baby DedicationLast Sunday, March 11, 2012, we had Landon (<a href="http://backagainespann.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Spann</a>) and Becker's baby dedication. It was a neat, sweet time of prayers that our boys will be raised seeing our devotion and love for our Savior, and hopefully growing to know that, too! All of the grandparents were there, and that really meant a lot (especially for all those that traveled from Charleston, Lancaster, and from MISSISSIPPI)! Thanks for loving our families so much. Here is a little show we put together and played (these two boys are so stinkin' cute...you don't wanna miss it:<br />
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And then just because I have justice issues with doing a post/video about one son...here is a cute video of Emrick. He's learned the song "What a Mighty God We Serve" at daycare. And he is mighty cute singing it...so, ignore my voice, and watch him!<br />
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</div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxok1ePbEHzwdQrIUOylAl2fAvXWu-LjbU6y-Ujwph8uXfYZMZJR9DhG0uBq9ASVpKBSgnUbIpqti4aG3Hz' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-73940099081952041012012-02-26T17:28:00.001-05:002012-02-26T17:29:08.367-05:00Promised Pictures<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So last post I promised pictures...eat your heart out...probably more Edmondsessss than you ever cared see (well, actually the two little ones are pretty cute)! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In no particular order:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jonathan proposed 5 years ago on Friday (the 24th). A few weeks ago, we went back to "Our Spot"...here it is! :D</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And the view from there!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sleeping Handsome...you know instead of Sleeping Beauty</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We've been hard at work on potty training!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We went to The Grove Park Inn in Asheville a few weeks ago for a retreat with our church - here's the view</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Our Spot" that we went back to is on the Biltmore Estate property. After our retreat, Jonathan surprised me with a one-night stay at the Biltmore Inn (also on the property). This was our view from our room, and yes, it snowed that weekend, too!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A little blurry, but I LOVE it!</td></tr>
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</div>The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-4560108481032477172012-02-13T22:41:00.000-05:002012-02-13T22:41:15.858-05:00These DaysI started this post literally weeks ago. And, I started with how hard life had been lately. But, since then life has slowed some...and Becker has slept some, which has helped tremendously. So, I decided to scratch all the complaining and just post the updates! AND, even since then, life has gotten better. Jonathan and I just spent an entire weekend away. We needed it, and are blessed enough that Poppy and Grammie Sue were willing to watch the boys for us. I have to give Poppy credit...there aren't many grandfathers that would have done what he did all by himself until Grammie could join Friday afternoon. You guys rock!<br />
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The boys are doing pretty well. Emrick is somewhat potty training but it is hard when I'm at work all week, then we go to church on Sunday. The only day we are here all day is on Saturday, and one day each week just doesn't seem to be doing much. <strike>Maybe Poppy and Grammie Sue can work on that in a couple of weeks when they have the boys!</strike> ;) <br />
He is getting so big so fast. Some days I'm really proud, and others I'm super sad that he's growing a little too fast. He talks more and more each day. He's a great helper, and LOVES his baby brother. He still calls him "Baby" most of the time (probably because I do), but will say his name now, too! He loves to read, sing, and dance. He likes to watch his reflection in windows and dishwashers. His laugh is infectious, and he runs and walks like "Sid the Science Kid". Man, do I love that kid. He is such an easy child (so far). <br />
Emrick's health has been decent I guess I'd say. He's had one stomach bug this year. But, he's had several ear infections. This year, they don't seem to be as painful. However, he just came off a super strong antibiotic because it just wouldn't go away, or would switch sides. <strike>He seems to be a little better now.</strike> And, after a follow-up at the allergist, he's on another antibiotic for a sinus infection...ugh. I'm hoping we'll stay clear of having to do tubes a second round, but I'm not necessarily against it. <br />
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As far as Becker, he's a funny boy. We've already noticed his little temper. If a toy falls out of reach, or if Emrick tries to take a toy, he screams...he gets mad-for.real. It's kinda funny, but I hate it for him...its going to hurt learning that not everything is his, and that the world doesn't revolve around him. I think coming under authority is going to be a little tougher for him. He's so big. Above the 60% in every category. He babbles more than I ever remember Emrick doing, but <strike>he doesn't have any teeth yet</strike> I think he's about to pop his first tooth out (Emrick already had two by now). He eats like a champ most days. He is still exclusively nursing when we're at home. I pump while at work (I pumped 70oz this weekend while we were away), and just started supplementing with formula at the beginning of January. It's funny to me how different that part is...Emrick only nursed for four months and I was so done, but with Becker it's been hard (on me, not him) to even give him formula. His favorite person is Emrick, but he also LOVES LOVES his daddy. He is constantly looking and smiling at Jonathan. It is quite cute.<br />
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All my pictures are on my phone, but I'll try to get some on here soon and very soon!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-65886070417088444932011-11-30T18:58:00.001-05:002011-11-30T19:15:05.263-05:00Anyone There?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Time for a picture update, don't ya think? Me too, but first, just some sentences for fun!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">1. Jonathan and I discussed over Thanksgiving how fast this year has flown by, and yet we don't really remember doing a ton in that time. My conclusion is either, we need better memories, or we aren't doing enough around us. Life change should be occurring, and this conversation really made me think about what we were doing as a family and individually to make sure it is happening. I am sure glad that grace renews in the morning! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">2. Jonathan once made a comment when Emrick was born that children reveal how selfish you are...I thought, "You're crazy...I love this...I was made for this." UNTIL Becker was born. I have been a bitter mommy lately. Jealous of anyone that gets to sleep uninterrupted, of anyone that can easily go shopping with only one, or better yet no children, of anyone that "gets to be sick" (because my boys are usually sick at the same time as mommy, so mommy has to push through). In the past couple of weeks, maybe even months, I feel that selfishness that Jonathan was talking about. I'm sure it was there with Emrick, but I see it constantly since Becker's been born. I know this is just a season (and I am THANKFUL for that), and I want to be grateful for the greatest gifts God's given me-all three of my boys, so this is something I am trying to work on daily. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">3. Emrick is halfway potting training (suggestions welcomed). I plan to really focus on it over the Christmas break. The 8-9 hour drive to Mississippi should be interesting! Anyway, he gets a skittle every time he "pee pees in the potty" at school. So, we started this at home to so that the routine is always the same. Well....every time he goes, he gets one (usually not a red one), and mommy gets 4-5 red ones!! Yep, I LOVE the RED ones!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">4. I actually asked Jonathan if we really needed a Christmas tree this year...We always go to the tree farm and actually cut one down. Yep, he vetoed me. Looks like we'll be continuing our tradition in the next couple of weekends. AND, I am actually glad. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">5. Since we both got iPhones recently, I hardly ever get on the computer anymore, which really hinders the blog updating!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">6. I miss my friend, LIBBY! Do ya hear that, LIBBY??? Yes, she gets a shout out, which I don't normally do, because I always worry about leaving someone out. Well, we hung out about once a week after Becker was born, and I was on maternity leave. I went back to work Sept 14, and she brought us dinner that night...and guess what...have NOT seen her since...true story...sad huh?!?!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">7. Cacy Collins Morgan...was gonna call you Cacy Collins...oh, my! Anyway, don't know how much you come to this here blog, but so tremendously excited for you! My heart is overjoyed! REALLY need a phone date soon.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">8. Landon Thomas Spann, we DO love you, and one day we WILL meet you. Between holidays, illnesses, etc, we have not met precious little man that was born Oct 22 to our beloved friends the <a href="http://backagainespann.blogspot.com/">Spanns</a>. It makes me oh, so sad...one day soon! (and he gets a shout out because he's special...;) and shout outs are now over)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">9. This is here to make the list ten items long ;)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">10. There is nothing like the love of my family (especially my hubby). Loving me despite of myself. The boys smiles, Jonathan's devotion...it's awesome. I am grateful for it, and hope it outshines my bitterness more than not. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Okay, thanks for hanging around through what ended up to be a confession session...I hope all of you had a great and reflective Thanksgiving! Here goes: </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Notice the tie...it's one of daddy's work ties! Yep, we love CFA!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmSk2fX5z3tP0BaemfN6_fdsMaVhYFIigV77h9kOFPRt0GGIKvI6WfHLSbuKugNiuG2R8jYftOFHZvo5ygkI0pqV9P8_fuF7RqgsZa5pwLc9wKNKsvC7b7L9HKnGoQWl0nF3JVtmxYUAU/s1600/DSCN2551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmSk2fX5z3tP0BaemfN6_fdsMaVhYFIigV77h9kOFPRt0GGIKvI6WfHLSbuKugNiuG2R8jYftOFHZvo5ygkI0pqV9P8_fuF7RqgsZa5pwLc9wKNKsvC7b7L9HKnGoQWl0nF3JVtmxYUAU/s320/DSCN2551.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emrick's new "CHEESE" face-Can't we just smile, buddy?</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ-X6ZWEOCsyCtdhAjW024X3IVIVr9FVtnm1RINYqSqL4AcJncu1-6-AX3FoyvLbhDrTe5SBXzlPRWb1INH3QVBXRifEqOwK8uE687s1JbKHgavJ3jWYrG77dmATWkxZIwS7u1HTALv_4/s1600/DSCN2550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ-X6ZWEOCsyCtdhAjW024X3IVIVr9FVtnm1RINYqSqL4AcJncu1-6-AX3FoyvLbhDrTe5SBXzlPRWb1INH3QVBXRifEqOwK8uE687s1JbKHgavJ3jWYrG77dmATWkxZIwS7u1HTALv_4/s320/DSCN2550.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That's better!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMotNHTcAKlChSoKP0-NdlxvhmGBYZ4vQxHJkImv0w8fSNWzIDM2AUYkP4LHclL2sBuOheTf8oAxmrcnxLoO3eeu13aHYLTJxW221G2kptyms36oljp29-D7SFQJmk-9ayqZmcrjvjtiM/s1600/DSCN2538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMotNHTcAKlChSoKP0-NdlxvhmGBYZ4vQxHJkImv0w8fSNWzIDM2AUYkP4LHclL2sBuOheTf8oAxmrcnxLoO3eeu13aHYLTJxW221G2kptyms36oljp29-D7SFQJmk-9ayqZmcrjvjtiM/s320/DSCN2538.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emrick is always singing to Becker, and trying to make him do the motions!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROoZEiYOsP1q5TJSE2xKckaCWRhcpcrboZM0NCU0l44sOiLelqupvGbSowE4pFkLrFBcTliQQeS93FpL-adUmAzR6hmHWMim3tXZrQesJ7-_Nl_uMKmwgphNWiKE5l6HF974-MHYa7WY/s1600/DSCN2499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROoZEiYOsP1q5TJSE2xKckaCWRhcpcrboZM0NCU0l44sOiLelqupvGbSowE4pFkLrFBcTliQQeS93FpL-adUmAzR6hmHWMim3tXZrQesJ7-_Nl_uMKmwgphNWiKE5l6HF974-MHYa7WY/s320/DSCN2499.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bathtime fun...Please notice Becker's expression.</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And just for comparisons sake: </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Yyy6mYvwFzhF2P-rTV96GQLXU5i5bQfFdmpeS1e4Ud-gDguoBy1NRT-Ng7PXdVy6LmgG-xLT5Cp-FwHu_rMm_XEIOmpF93DLM7Rarn4Dl2jphdoqHpWEfadhVq_I34YBrfNXoyf3E1I/s1600/DSCF4521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Yyy6mYvwFzhF2P-rTV96GQLXU5i5bQfFdmpeS1e4Ud-gDguoBy1NRT-Ng7PXdVy6LmgG-xLT5Cp-FwHu_rMm_XEIOmpF93DLM7Rarn4Dl2jphdoqHpWEfadhVq_I34YBrfNXoyf3E1I/s320/DSCF4521.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emrick on Halloween 2009</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-2ldlLBV4vHvfwybvisy573aRpM1L2OgEutmRq1X9FxIsmnNgqLYEhGYZ1ZWByntQDsuHkK2lZ1nKfRjb4Dg09fTPPmb_i3Ve6OeCPoFGa3xNjIZllhnCU6Bxgc8Vu0Pi41KtjmKqk0o/s1600/DSCN2524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-2ldlLBV4vHvfwybvisy573aRpM1L2OgEutmRq1X9FxIsmnNgqLYEhGYZ1ZWByntQDsuHkK2lZ1nKfRjb4Dg09fTPPmb_i3Ve6OeCPoFGa3xNjIZllhnCU6Bxgc8Vu0Pi41KtjmKqk0o/s320/DSCN2524.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Becker on Halloween 2011</td></tr>
</tbody></table>See you soon...hopefully before two months from now, but no promises!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-77005564305226627382011-09-05T13:51:00.000-04:002011-09-05T13:51:47.556-04:00A Much Needed Update So life with two is busy. I've meaning to update but it finally got close enough to Becker's two month check-up that I decided to just wait, and post about his growth. What a different story he is than Emrick...at two months, Becker weighs 12lbs 12oz (70 percentile) and is 24.5 in long (98 percentile). For comparisons sake, Emrick weighed 12lbs even at his 4 month check-up. <br />
Two of the most common questions we get are 1) Do the boys look alike? and 2) How is Emrick doing with a baby brother? <br />
I am including pictures below for you to make your own decisions about whether they look alike or not, but here is what I typically answer: They favor, but Becker looks a little more like my side of the family. Emrick came out looking just like his daddy, and still does. Becker favors them, but has some Chip Smith genes as well. Right now, Becker's eyes are lighter than Emrick's ever were, and I kinda hope they stay. <br />
Emrick has adjusted well to having a baby brother. He always makes sure that the baby is near, if he cries, Emrick tries to help him and give him his paci. He also likes to get close to him (whether on the floor or couch), and says "hey baby, hey" and dances and sings for him. It is pretty priceless. Yet, I haven't gotten it on camera yet, because the ham of the family usually stops talking to Becker, and starts saying "cheese, cheese". The only thing with the brothers, is that Emrick still isn't saying "Becker" much, and never unless we ask him to specifically say "Becker". If you were to ask him who Becker is, his reply is "babee" (his form of baby). Maybe one day! <br />
While we are pretty tired most of the time, I don't think we would change this phase. We are having a blast. Emrick keeps us cracking up like crazy. He's a mess. Becker is just a sweet baby. If he would sleep a little better, we might jump for joy, but he's sweet none the less. Loves to be held and cuddled, and is getting pretty routine in his schedule. I'll be going back to work in a week...I'm getting pretty sad about splitting my time from these precious boys, but Marietta CDC where they go is nothing but good to us, and Emrick loves it (he has actually been going for about three weeks already). So, I am comfortable knowing they're in good hands. Absence makes the heart grow fonder right?<br />
Now what everyone is actually waiting for...pictures:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First Smile on Camera...look at those eyes!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Again cause he's cute!<br />
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</tbody></table>If you have time check out these videos of Emrick (they're short). I don't have a ton of recent pictures of Emrick right now (usually when I get the camera out, Emrick is at daycare). But, have shot a couple of precious videos of him!<div><br />
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</div><div>The next two are for comparison. Can you guess who's who?<br />
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Becker is the first picture, Emrick is the bottom picture! What do you think? Do they look alike?<br />
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Many people have asked me how Emrick is doing with Becker. At first he seemed okay, just a little stand-offish maybe. But in the last day or two, has really started to come around. Yesterday, he kissed him a couple of times (which weren't initiated by me). He is starting to talk to and about him more and more. And just today, he asked if he could hold him...so I took the opportunity to snap a few shots! So stinkin cute!<br />
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As Becker's due date got closer and closer, and my body seemed more prepared for labor this go around (meaning I had actually dilated and softened some on my own), we decided that if Becker hadn't shown up by July 6, we would induce. So, early Wednesday morning I called the hospital, told them I had an induction scheduled for 7:30am. They said that there was a small "bed crunch" and to come in at 8 instead. By the time I got there, got a room, got all the forms and waivers signed, we started pitocin by about 9. My doctor stuck her head in, and checked on me. She said that she would come back around lunch to break my water. Then, we waited. Jonathan even "facebooked"that the waiting was similar to two years ago referring to Emrick's 36 hour long induction. At lunch I think I may have been at 5cm. We had started the day at 3cm, so this wasn't very hopeful that things were moving much quicker. Jonathan is also now convinced that my body doesn't respond to pitocin because the nurse was pumping that stuff up just as fast as she could and I was barely feeling any contractions. Finally, my doctor returned, broke my water and said things would intensify. And they did quickly! Luckily, the nurse went ahead and put in for my epidural. <br />
All was good, until I could start feeling "break through" contractions on my left side, and they were very uncomfortable. My nurse checked me and said that I was 8 or 9cm, so I was really nervous they wouldn't be able to give me any more medicine before I needed to push. BUT, luckily they were able to! Just about as soon as it began to work, the doctor came in and said, we were going to check and hopefully try to start pushing. And that's what we did. I remember looking at the clock and the granddaddies leaving at 5. We pushed a total of four times, and Becker was here. I looked back at the clock and it said 5:05. The actual time on all of his paperwork says 5:04. QUICK! It was good, and can I just say that I LOVE my doctor...she's so calm and collective, and just all around great! <br />
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Becker was 8lbs, 11oz, 21 and 3/4 inches long, and was delivered at 5:04.<br />
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**Sidenotes: The scariest thing about Becker's delivery is the news we got after he was born...not only did Becker's cord get wrapped around his neck (a couple of times I think), but when the doctor pulled his cord out, there was a knot in it. The nurse mentioned how scary that could have been. My mom or Jonathan's mom (can't remember) asked the nurse how we would have known he had done this, and what the result could've been. She responded that there wouldn't have been a way to know other than his heart rate decreasing rapidly. The realization hit me, that we could've lost him, and how very fortunate we are that he is here and that he is safe! We are loving this little guy. <br />
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</div> A couple of days ago (maybe a week by now), I mentioned on Facebook that my aunt sent us some fun goodies for the boys. This aunt's brother is the man that Emrick is named after, which means that she is an "Emrick" too! She has constantly made us feel so incredibly loved, especially since Emrick was born, with special handmade, personalized gifts. It all came at the perfect time too, cause I was missing my Nana knowing that had she still been here and herself, she would be making goodies for my babies. Having Aunt Jeanne selfishly give to us in a way similar to what I know Nana would want swells my heart! Thank you again, Aunt Jeanne, for loving us sooooo well!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She made both boys pillows with their names, a sweet monkey diaper bag that has Becker's name on the back, monkey lovies (we have had Emrick's for a while-the blue one, but upon seeing Becker's, we had to grab Emrick's), and two other soft and cuddly little blankets. It is very possible that I left out something, cause she's just that good!</td></tr>
</tbody></table> Emrick has learned to be quite the ham...NO IDEA where that comes from. He loves the camera, and anytime we get it out, he starts..."CHEESE, CHEESE MOMMY, CHEESE" and this is his latest cheese face...it cracks me up!<br />
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</div> And, this is us cheesing in the kitchen tonight while daddy was trying to take the picture of our dinner. My face is actually more "cheesy" than his...ummm....wonder what that means?<br />
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</div><div>We are patiently waiting for Becker to make his debut. Doctor thinks it could go faster (please) this time, and so I am basically just wanting the contractions to start-she seemed to think it would go fairly quickly once they started! Which all boils down to, it could be tonight, or we could stay at a holding pattern for who knows how long! </div>The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-61684805774618521022011-06-11T11:21:00.000-04:002011-06-11T11:21:43.871-04:00It's Time! No, not for the baby...YET! But, it is getting closer...I actually can't believe we're (hopefully) less than a month away from being a family of four. Are we ready? Probably partly, but definitely not completely! I'm not sure I know how to be until he's here! <br />
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SO...it's time to start making some predictions!!! Jonathan and I started a little poll between the two of us, and I wanted to open it up to everyone else. When do you think Becker will join us, and what do you think he'll weigh? <br />
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Jonathan - July 3, 9lb 4oz<br />
Bailey - July 9, 9lb 9oz (no I'm not hoping for this, but my first baby weighed the same as my mom's first, and her second was 9lb 15oz, so I'm just wishful hoping for a grace of 6oz!! And, no, I wasn't the ten pound fatso...that would be my sister - haha - LOVE YOU)!<br />
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*We are thinking that he could be 9lbs because I'm a little larger this go around (for those of you that can't see me). Emrick was July 12 and 8lb 1oz (just so you know)!<br />
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Leave a comment here, or on the link on Facebook...If I can think of something fun, that my husband will agree to...I would love to give a prize to the closest guess!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-19028910045049227762011-05-31T22:23:00.002-04:002011-06-01T00:01:42.393-04:00Before and Afters We've been up to alot around here, so this post promises to be a ton of before and after pictures, plus some others for those too far away to see us for themselves! Have fun!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">The Living Room (BEFORE):</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8d6ACbzyyDJP_iBaPXrckfNvvw4AXoTst_9QCE2LfA8pNL_n8l44dpm5tmqhxOduqX6kAAfy1I-MGifFG56DZlVUWYe_ytWHSMWKbhfSHASbCT5gP0aEAdpjp1UJ3OZzHJiDp4em9Cxg/s1600/DSCN1983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8d6ACbzyyDJP_iBaPXrckfNvvw4AXoTst_9QCE2LfA8pNL_n8l44dpm5tmqhxOduqX6kAAfy1I-MGifFG56DZlVUWYe_ytWHSMWKbhfSHASbCT5gP0aEAdpjp1UJ3OZzHJiDp4em9Cxg/s400/DSCN1983.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> The Living Room (AFTER):</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVWn60r78IkuQMVQ1P5p5YL94jUKN2whtLn2Hj4rYrT9txIFkrMzGO-z7mvPY03lzxTMXZG2is5gpebye6M2Hwx1jsH9xci7iBu2f5ajvdgg-wDjmFIBjwMMM_V_UNbZufTOQcCmrnPBY/s1600/DSCN2346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVWn60r78IkuQMVQ1P5p5YL94jUKN2whtLn2Hj4rYrT9txIFkrMzGO-z7mvPY03lzxTMXZG2is5gpebye6M2Hwx1jsH9xci7iBu2f5ajvdgg-wDjmFIBjwMMM_V_UNbZufTOQcCmrnPBY/s400/DSCN2346.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Boys' Room (AFTER) - </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Because I don't have a before...I referenced this project on Facebook...this is the project that Grammie and Poppy helped us get accomplished in one weekend:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0BTDhMTNEFsgh70LDvx7WTjWUiFjACXVHZQp69U9x0kEqlPyOcrpPD6Th-84v1th7hV1YaenOW5UH4JvSbQbaunzLscEC3ZdIfnKOaZAAa9xH9aEOO4gwLkeTh2AoFl3rNSlSIEntf98/s1600/DSCN2341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0BTDhMTNEFsgh70LDvx7WTjWUiFjACXVHZQp69U9x0kEqlPyOcrpPD6Th-84v1th7hV1YaenOW5UH4JvSbQbaunzLscEC3ZdIfnKOaZAAa9xH9aEOO4gwLkeTh2AoFl3rNSlSIEntf98/s400/DSCN2341.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> LOVE these cubbies...and Emrick is really learning to put everything on the shelves!</div><div style="text-align: center;">PS-He is totally cheesing here, he HAD to be in the pictures</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-37sdbBg0Pa2AHrofiCsQwinN1_6nUwuyVCiHewOVKbgBXDHrEVpFpTDc1o_wyzy_83wMwPNphvx2MKwHrmKUtB-IIvFkbMxzuZO67qwUJlWrXT-Of43VScLQpUzwfHuqJUyCFpFHGtA/s1600/DSCN2342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-37sdbBg0Pa2AHrofiCsQwinN1_6nUwuyVCiHewOVKbgBXDHrEVpFpTDc1o_wyzy_83wMwPNphvx2MKwHrmKUtB-IIvFkbMxzuZO67qwUJlWrXT-Of43VScLQpUzwfHuqJUyCFpFHGtA/s400/DSCN2342.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> We are planning on removing the dresser to the left and changing table (they make getting into the bathroom difficult to say the least)...anyone want/need them...first to come get them can have them!</div><div style="text-align: center;">The dresser in the back is a new purchase and fits clothes for both boys and serves as a changing table too!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbpaCJkB45mswb2_bVVx5KM0EEPTTmZw170ooJWXWPojTY2YNR4YFI5VuN_Ix7rO44dwfTy0_h2AbyRJEc4Af80zlHiv_UF6oQBghxOSaOH7XTFR6BuHwY3oEtYmgxGRALfKYUn_EuMk/s1600/DSCN2344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbpaCJkB45mswb2_bVVx5KM0EEPTTmZw170ooJWXWPojTY2YNR4YFI5VuN_Ix7rO44dwfTy0_h2AbyRJEc4Af80zlHiv_UF6oQBghxOSaOH7XTFR6BuHwY3oEtYmgxGRALfKYUn_EuMk/s400/DSCN2344.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"> As far as the boys' room goes, there are still a few things I would love to do...shelves for one, and pictures of this sweet boy in my belly, two; but I guess I'll have to wait on the second one! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"> The next several pictures aren't before and afters, but just show what we've been up to!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This picture isn't really great, but my belly cracks me up in this picture! No wonder I can't ever breathe!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is from my shower at work-it was pretty much AWESOME!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFcEdFt9-pWoRV9XkqFcPFKCVB7cTUDI1810i_IGkNQzLLHVZ4Qyy25j3XgBU_dP7GqRA6ghAeKOEOhe5_ey1ic6jt18cYYzhY3KHVlucVFR2SCZpX99orrPBeqi_rvd73B4oKOtfHWHE/s1600/DSCN2309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFcEdFt9-pWoRV9XkqFcPFKCVB7cTUDI1810i_IGkNQzLLHVZ4Qyy25j3XgBU_dP7GqRA6ghAeKOEOhe5_ey1ic6jt18cYYzhY3KHVlucVFR2SCZpX99orrPBeqi_rvd73B4oKOtfHWHE/s400/DSCN2309.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> This picture does our reality no justice. The green thing in the bottom left corner is a pack-n-play standing upright. After our two showers, mainly my school shower, the amount of diapers is just as tall. In front of the diapers are all the wipes we were given. I think we're set for a little while, and we are quite blessed-Thank you sweet co-workers...you AMAZE me!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, and PS - the small blue area you see in the bottom right? YEP, my belly!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHYi7L6zwm_xuMP2W36ibzdWCiotlInjwVu67njrD1ySxgSmxFFgybx5y6wvxU5Ln9Tb4XzT3xgEElvrWR-FJkiv5CIxVup5qprp0H4HjKk4vnQP4oUGKoClnlDXKAoeJMp2QeF9vEfZo/s1600/DSCN2345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHYi7L6zwm_xuMP2W36ibzdWCiotlInjwVu67njrD1ySxgSmxFFgybx5y6wvxU5Ln9Tb4XzT3xgEElvrWR-FJkiv5CIxVup5qprp0H4HjKk4vnQP4oUGKoClnlDXKAoeJMp2QeF9vEfZo/s400/DSCN2345.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Playing with my Daddy:<br />
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<div><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">Singing & Dancing with Mommy:</span></div><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">*I must give credit where credit is due...Emrick learned this song, and these moves at school! He absolutely loves school, and he comes home all the time with new stuff they have taught him!</span></div><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/kLnqwXXSeqk?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></span></div>The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-76014497361699338922011-04-19T18:01:00.000-04:002011-04-19T18:01:39.492-04:00A Friend's Passion Last fall, Jonathan and I started hanging out with a couple of college kids (Heather and Michael) that have quickly become some of our favorite people. In many ways they remind us of ourselves, and for some reason, they don't mind hanging out with us from time to time. Heather even watches Emrick for me, as I'm sure that Michael would too if I were in a bind (only Heather might have to come change the poopy diapers for him-but he's a college kid, and I'm not sure many college boys have or would be willing to change a dirty diaper, so we'll let him slide)-but I digress! <br />
We admire their passion for ministry (both of them have it), and its exciting to see them ready to move toward whatever mission God has for each them. One of Heather's first conversations with me was about her passion to help bring awareness to the sex trafficking and sexual exploitation industry in the United States. She made the point that while most people aren't terribly surprised that this industry exists in other countries, few know or at least want to admit that it is in America. It exist in your neighborhood. We've talked here and there about it since that conversation. I know that her desire is to start a group of interested individuals that would help her bring awareness to the issue. So, when she recently handed me a book called <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Renting-Lacy-Americas-Prostituted-Children/dp/0976559463"><i>Renting Lacy</i> by Linda Smith</a>, and asked me to read it. I wasn't surprised, and I knew it would mean alot to her if I actually read it. I am not a big reader for those of you that don't know...or a reader at all. I mean my goal for this year was to finish three books! That's it - 3! I told her I would. Little did I know that this would be the first book of the year that I finished. <br />
It's hard to describe this book. I can't say it's a good book...it's terribly heart-breaking, and uses terrible language from time to time. I can't say its not a good book, I couldn't stop reading it (and again, for a non-reader like myself that's huge). But, its real. It uses the language and the scenes that actually exist in the world that these girls live in. It is incredibly insightful, and humbling. There are times that it will make you sad, and others that will make you insanely angry. Would I recommend it? Yes, but be forewarned...it's graphic (to use Heather's words)! Then as it says at the end of the book, tell someone else to read it too! If you ever want to talk about it, I'm willing, and I'm sure Heather would be too!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-78911121363535926922011-03-28T20:11:00.000-04:002011-03-28T20:11:52.559-04:00I Told You!I told you we missed that face! Here's a cute video, but first a few disclaimers:<br />
*the video does this moment NOOOO... justice<br />
*pay close attention to Emrick's face...that smile didn't leave (expect when I tried to hold him while Jonathan got his luggage...he was stuck to his daddy)<br />
*you can't hear it, but as soon as Jonathan lifted Emrick up, he said, "my daddy," and I can hear it replay in my head over and over...absolutely the sweetest words I've heard him say!<br />
*after the video, we were walking toward baggage, and Emrick kept saying, "mama, mama" and tapping Jonathan...it was almost like he was trying to say, "Mama, look, look, its daddy...I found him, its daddy!"<br />
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Oh, my gosh, how I love these two (and a half) boys. They make me smile!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-29357939710618893582011-03-21T21:13:00.000-04:002011-03-21T21:13:18.945-04:00Missing This Face...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibvwoCyo2zyR8bxeFPK4RRND50nqVoHfnyIvAaQ5rXJ0SZzzc9hUCES-WMj7nUoo5GcOyjPEWyDzNVMSa33jstzZLQfDooU6h9O9qLtkRtU3okYEy9g-F5d6Xkt_ifE8SKcGUWuZRic7Y/s1600/CIMG6057_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibvwoCyo2zyR8bxeFPK4RRND50nqVoHfnyIvAaQ5rXJ0SZzzc9hUCES-WMj7nUoo5GcOyjPEWyDzNVMSa33jstzZLQfDooU6h9O9qLtkRtU3okYEy9g-F5d6Xkt_ifE8SKcGUWuZRic7Y/s400/CIMG6057_2.JPG" width="368" /></a></div>The daddy face that is....<br />
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We are missing our daddy for sure, but know that he is doing some awesome work in Nicaragua this week! He brings so much to our family, so we know that he is bringing so much to his team, and the people they will serve this week. Please join us in praying for their team, the people in Nicaragua that they are ministering to, and the families (there are lots of teens and pre-teens missing their moms and/or dads this week) that are waiting patiently for them to return. We are so proud to call this face...daddy!<br />
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And this one, too...<br />
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Her birthday was today...I won't tell you how old, but we should celebrate her greatness anyway! We love and miss you Mimi!<br />
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<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We were seeing blue this afternoon at our "What will it 'BEE'?" shower! Looks like Emrick will be having a little brother join him in July! We had such a fun, sweet time finding out with some of our friends and family! We missed you if you couldn't join us, but enjoy this video of the reveal, and several other photos too!!!</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-eTIRE59cOw?hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-eTIRE59cOw?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Such a fun time! Thanks to everyone that came and made it special...and thanks to Libby and Carrie for putting so much thought into the day for us! Now, onto figuring out a name for this precious little boy!</div>The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-46180096224452387492011-02-26T20:13:00.001-05:002011-02-26T20:15:30.676-05:00It's a ...post with lots of different baby pictures. We recently went to our twenty week ultrasound. The tech said that baby cooperated and she could tell what the baby is...we didn't look or find out that day, because we're having a revealing shower this Saturday! I am really excited about everyone being able to find out at the same time. BUT, let me tell you it was tough, tough, not looking when she did. So, there is one person that actually knows what we are having, and it isn't us! The good news is that everything looked good, and baby let us take some good pictures of it. See:<br />
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Also, most people that know us well, think that Emrick favors daddy, as do I! There are so many times a day when I think, holy cow, you look just like your daddy. However, there are seldom moments that do see me in him. So, what do you think. Here is a picture of all three of us...<br />
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Love to you all, and we hope to see many of you on Saturday!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-49953070883368524592011-02-19T09:31:00.001-05:002011-02-19T13:34:03.870-05:00Just a Little UpdateWe have been pretty busy lately, and while its been fun, it makes me tired! HA! The first of February Jonathan took Emrick to his 18 month check-up. He's getting so big so fast. He weighed about 24 lbs which puts him in the 20 something-th percentile (I'm going off of memory because I'm "resting," and can't go get the paper). I don't remember how tall he was, but he was in the 70 something-th percentile (but the doctor said the measurement could be slightly off)! Either way, the boy is tall and skinny! He's getting really fun, and I find myself laughing at him all the time. He's learning so many new words, and continues to be super sweet, and such a ham. Everyday when we leave daycare, he has to tell the whole building "bye" especially the baby room and the director. <br />
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We (and by we I mean, his grammy and poppy) recently got him a toddler bed, and got the baby a mini-crib so that they could have more space in their room. I really thought that there would be a week or so of transition time, but so far Emrick has done awesome. He hasn't had one night in the last six that its been hard to get him in bed. I sure hope that this continues!<br />
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We got a sweet package in the mail from my aunt, Jeanne. She sent us a Valentine, and included was a precious love bug blanket for Emrick...he loves it! <br />
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I put it on his bed, and tried to film him...I was trying to get him to say "thank you" and then just share some of his new words for everyone. Except, he was way more interested in playing. Its not really that interesting of a video, but if you are family, you'll love seeing how grown up he is. So full of life and fun!<br />
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</div>In other news, we go on Monday for our twenty week ultrasound. Emrick will go to daycare, and Jonathan has the day off, so I am excited about spending some one on one time with Jonathan. I, however, get anxious before the twenty week ultrasound because it is so much more than finding out the gender...they do lots of measuring and assessing, and that always brings a new level of anxiety for me. Please be praying that I will fully trust the Lord, and find a peace in Him! We could find out the gender on Monday, but we aren't...we are having the tech write it down, and we will find out with many friends and family on March 5....I'm not sure that I will be able to contain myself those few days! So excited!<br />
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And, we are still raising prayer support and funds for Jonathan's trip to Nicaragua in March. Thanks to everyone that has committed to pray for Jonathan and to those that have given financially. If you want more info about his trip, please <a href="http://thejonathanedmondsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/exciting-opportunity.html">click here</a> to read his post about it!<br />
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We are so blessed! I hope we always remember that, and try to take nothing for granted!The Edmondshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13884428690733112256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68085479334987048.post-55514853266726287122011-01-07T13:56:00.001-05:002011-01-07T13:59:31.392-05:00Exciting OpportunityHi all, Jonathan here.....what has it been? Almost two years since my last post (?)....guess I am a man of few words!<br />
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I have an exciting opportunity coming up this year. In March of 2011 I will be with a group from Grace Church heading down to Nicaragua for 8 days. I believe we will be in Rivas working with the local churches and Christ for the City International on a medical/construction mission trip. I love the way that CFCI works with Grace and the local churches, we go down to provide skills (medical or muscle) and this brings the local community to where we are.....everyone that comes through the clinic gets to sit down and hear the Gospel message from a person from the local church. You might ask why this is a big deal.....well it is because the local church will be there long after we are gone to love on and support their community. For those that decide to give their life to Christ in those 8 days, there is support there for them......for those that are still lost, there has been contact made by the church that they can follow up on. We as a church in Greenville can love and pray for these people, but the truth is we wont be there for them in their time of need.....the local church will be. If we can strengthen (through Grace teaching trips) and support/give credibility (through construction/medical trips) to the local church, they can use that to impact their community and change lives......what Grace is all about.<br />
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Many of you know the powerful story of Bailey and I's first trip to Nicaragua and unfortunately only I will be making this trip. I am excited to see Gods hand in this trip and am really excited to be going with some men that I respect and that have an amazing passion for the people of Nicaragua. I will need your help in a couple of ways though:<br />
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1) Most importantly I need you to pray for our preparation, our team and the locals we will come in contact with......pray that God will open our eyes as well as theirs and prepare each of our hearts to worship and be open to his will. There are alot of things that go into making this trip happen successfully....pray that it all comes together. Pray for Bailey and Emrick and the little one yet to be identified for their safety and an easy week of being a single mom. And mostly pray that Gods will is done and that he is glorified in all things we do!<br />
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2) For those of you that can and feel led to, I will need financial support to make all this happen. The total cost for the trip is $1600 with most of that being transportation related. We would like to have this fully raised by the end of January.....but as long as we can get it by March...that is good too! Any amount will help and I would just ask that you would pray about it and do as you feel led.....<br />
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If all you can offer is prayer.....I would love it if you could pray diligently that everyone that is on or comes in contact with this trip is moved and their lives are changed. Thank you guys for loving our family and thank you for every once in awhile checking this blog to see what is up with the Edmonds family......until next time....<br />
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Jonathan<br />
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If you would like to contribute financially please send a check to either address below with Edmonds-Nicaragua written in the memo line<br />
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Edmonds directly - Jonathan Edmonds, 10 Southcreek Dr, Travelers Rest SC 29690<br />
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Church directly - Grace Church, 2801 Pelham Rd, Greenville SC 29615<br />
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