Jane

Jane Juliet Clawson was born Monday June 13, 2011 at 5:07pm.  She weighed in at 7 lbs. 11oz. and 20 inches long.  What a treat she is to have in our home.  Jane decided to come fast.  All of my children have been born fairly quickly.  5 hours from water breaking to delivery on all of them.  But Jane takes the cake.    All of my children have been very easy deliveries by most standards, but the last two babies made me decide that if I ever had another baby I was going to do a home birth.  I won't stand on my soap box, or be an at home advocate, but for James and I this was the right choice.  My last two deliveries were in the hospital, but we decided to go natural, and with nothing extra, medication or IV wise.  We went to the hospital with our minds set, but we felt like we had to fight for everything we wanted.  Hospital just do their thing the way they know best, and for most people that's great, but I hate it.  I hate shots, IV's, and the way epidurals made me feel.  Both of the last two deliveries were unattended.  Jake was born with 2 emergency room doctors running in at the last minute since no other doctor was around, and Seth was the same way.  The doctor made it the last push, and barely caught him.  I remember telling James if we ever had another baby we were doing it at home.  No pressure, no chaos, no needles, no screaming nurses.  Just us and a midwife.

By the time I realized I was actually in labor it was only an hour later that Jane was born.  So if you can do a little math, here's the scenario.  Midwife is in Layton.  I live in Avon.  Time in transit is 1 hour and 5 minutes to be exact.  Therefore Jane was delivered by her dad.  Yep, James delivered Jane and did an amazing job keeping it all together.  I knew that the midwife wouldn't make it in time, but everything was going just the same as with the last two kids.   All was perfect.  I knew exactly where I was time wise by how things were feeling.  I let James know that the midwife wouldn't quite make it, and he set to work.  Birthing tub was filled, hospital pads set out, towels warming in the dryer, and even a call to our local florist.   All went amazingly well.  She came out and immediately started crying.  She pinked right up.  There we sat, the three of us just hugging, and kissing, and being completely happy.  The midwife was on the phone with James as soon as Jane was born letting him know what to do.  He was amazing.  He's told me since, he was nervous, but he did an amazing job and never let it show.  I never felt his stress, and for me this was the most wonderful experience.  As I lay in my own bed minutes after, nursing a perfect little girl I just smiled.  James commented on how happy I looked.  I would do everything exactly the same if I had the chance.

We didn't tell many people because as you know everyone has their own opinion of home births.   Most of it is very negative.  My parent knew and every time I saw or talked to my dad he'd put in his, "Won't you please go to the hospital?"  My mom was encouraging.  She always had an encouraging word.  My grandma was absolutely relieved when I called to tell her all was well.  My sibling think I'm a pioneer who really does live in the wilderness.  I've had my own opinion of some people who deliver at home.  Everyone has a horror story.  I did a lot of research and talked to as many people as I could.  I met with a few different midwifes before picking the one I used.  Heather my midwife has been delivering babies for 15 years, and has delivered more than 800.  She was knowledgeable, smart, confident, but yet when asked about certain scenarios she wasn't overly confident.  I wanted someone who was smart enough to transport if necessary and knew her limits.  I get asked if I had regular prenatal care, and I can say this pregnancy was the best in that respect.  I had more questions answered and one on one communication with my health care provider than ever before.  Also I'm asked if I was given all the tests that a regular OB does.  The answer to that is yes as well.  The state of Utah requires a lot of testing, and even a midwife has to meet the states requirements.  Also I'm RH negative and require a rhogam shot during pregnancy, and after delivery.  Heather is qualified to do all that.  She is qualified to do a lot more as well.  I felt totally at easy with using a midwife.  I also knew what my body does, and how a normal pregnancy should be.

The other day James was talking with a friend and they asked about the baby.  When they heard about the delivery at home his response to James was, "I didn't know you were one of those people."  We aren't one of "those" people.  We're just normal people who wanted to have a baby our way.  We aren't too granola, or natural or holistic.  We don't eat organic, and I love white bread as well as wheat bread.  I shop at Wal-mart as well as Trader Joe's when I get a chance.  But having a baby at home was perfect for us.  The experience of having a baby is empowering for me.  I feel strong.  I feel like I'm a part of the whole process.  Babies are beautiful, and such a gift from heaven.  I am grateful to be a mom to 5 beautiful, perfect kids.

His Sacred Name - An Easter Declaration

Our "Grand" Adventure!

Our room!  Lovely

Christmas time in Utah means an annual trip to the big city to see the lights at Temple Square and eat a carb loaded dinner at The Old Spaghetti Factory.  It's tradition, and even though we don't do it every year, when we do go we do the same things every time.  This year was the Grandest of all years yet.  We decided to splurge a bit this year and book a big ole room at the Grand America Hotel.  If you read a little about it, it is the only 5 star hotel in Utah and was built in 2002 for the Winter Olympics in SLC.  It is wonderful!  Beautiful, and actually quite family oriented.  I mean how many 5 star hotels would you feel comfortable walking into in your jeans let alone with your 4 children in tow?  This place was crawling with families with tons of kids, and exuded Christmas time cheer.  Hot chocolate chip cookies at check in, and beautiful decorations everywhere.

James decided to go big all around.  He splurged and decided on getting valet parking.  Self parking was $10 and valet was $15 so James being the big spender went valet.  I will admit I tried to talk him out of it.  I'm cheap sometimes, but I will never second guess my Jimmy again.  We checked in, checked out our room and made reservations for dinner at the Spaghetti Factory and then headed downstairs to get our car again.  We waited for a few minutes when the valet came running up to us with this look on his face.  I thought for sure they had crashed the truck.  It's a beast!  It's huge, and hard to park even when no one is parked on either sides of you.  I know!  I've been known to walk long distances just so I can park in peace with no one around.  But that wasn't the case.  Actually they had lost the keys to our truck, and were in a huge panic.  They apologized profusely, and offered rides where ever we needed to go while they found our keys.  We weren't put out.  We knew if worse came to worse we had an extra set back home in Avon.  We'd just be stuck in lovely Grand America Paradise for a bit longer.

So were were shuttled in the hotel's Lexus everywhere we needed to go.  The Spaghetti Factory, Temple Square, and back.  It was actually really nice.  We didn't have to worry about parking at all.  When we finally got back to the hotel, the valet reported that they had indeed found our keys.  They had fallen out of the valets pocket into another car and that owner had returned them.  They again apologized profusely.  We went up to our room to find a huge tray of chocolate chip cookies, cold milk and chocolate dipped strawberries.  There was also a very nice note attached.  Actually it was an extremely nice note.  In it they apologized for our inconvenience, and told us to enjoy our stay.............FREE OF CHARGE!!  Get out of town!!  That never happens, but it did.  Our Grand America stay was free!  I called down the next morning to thank the manager for their generosity.  The cookies and milk were more than enough, but they went above and beyond for a few hours of missing keys.

So we are never going to stay anywhere but the Grand America.  I think I could stay there forever and eat chocolate chip cookies.  So thank you again to the Grand America.  You made our stay unforgettable, and a birthday weekend magical.  The moral of the story here though my dear friends is, always get valet parking.  It's worth the extra $5 any day:)

The Best Week Of The Year!

Hey!  Is Josh standing on his tippy toes?  He sure looks mighty tall.  I would have sucked in if I knew we were cheating!

The annual Garner Family Reunion at Bear Naked Lake was a hit this year.  Thurs. through Sat. tons and tons of Garner's, Smith's and Clawson's convened upon the family sanctuary.  What would we do without a cabin in Bear Lake?  I'm not sure we would survive.  It has become the home I think of when I think of my family.  My parents moved away from the family home all us kids grew up in years ago and the cabin is now the place I think of when I think of "mom and dad's house".  Saturday every single person was there.  Not a soul was missing.  It was wonderful.  The beach was wonderful, the Mango Slaw was delish, raspberry shakes were devoured in Garden City, night games were fun, the smores were huge, and Heavenly Father answered my prayers for a wind free day at the lake (and to get Jed and Gina back to us safely.).  That doesn't happen very often at Bear Lake.  Only when the Garner's are magically all there:)

As we left last night there were cries of, "Night Games 2011!!"  Kids and adults alike were all charmed by the weekend.  Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa G!  The cabin is magical and we loved all you did for us.  Thanks Hollie and Sam for coming from Boise and all the brothers!  I love your families, and wives and my life if happy and perfect because of you all!  I love my family!!  So till next year there are memories and pictures to remind us of the best week of the year. I cried the whole way home last night, but I know I'm not alone.  My mom's blue I'm sure, and Eric just called bawling too.  It was that kind of a weekend.  I can't wait until 2011!  Click here to view all the photos!

What Are You Going To Do On Your 62nd. Birthday?

Good quest huh?  Well Sat. I spent a few hours with my dad doing just what he wanted to do.  A few months ago he called me one afternoon and asked if I wanted to run the Ogden 1/2 Marathon with him.  Needless to say I was a little taken back.  He's been a walker as long as I can remember, but the last year or so he's picked it up a bit and runs about 4 miles every morning.   But a half marathon is a far cry from 4 miles.  Unfortunately the Ogden 1/2 had been sold out for months.  It wasn't even an option.  I told him of the dilemma, but quickly came back with an alternative option.  Bear Lake has a Marathon and Half Marathon in June, and it actually was the day after my dad's 62nd birthday.  He jumped on this option, and a date was set.  He trained his little brains out.  While vacationing he'd call me every few days to tell me he had run 5,6, and 7 miles without stopping.  "Do you think I can make 13 mile?"  he would ask.  Heck yes was always my reply.  He may not be in peak Half Marathon condition, but who cares if we had to gut out a few mile.

The week drew nigh.  The weather was atrocious.  Down right cold, wet and miserable, but nothing was going to deter him.  Sat. morning dawned.  Actually I heard him stirring at 5:30am and so I decided that we might as well get this show on the road.  Oh did I mention that the Bear Lake Half Marathon was sold out too.  We wouldn't let that stop us.  We created our own route.  It was great!

The first 6 miles he went without even stopping once.   A good steady pace.  I was proud.  At the turn around point we walked a bit.  The second half was a bit slower, but he'd run and then just need a little walk.  I know how that feels.  I'm not ashamed to say I do that quite often.  When all was said and done we completed the Garner First Annual Daddy Daughter Half Marathon in record time.  2 hours and 58 mins.  He did it, and he did a fantastic job.  He's got another race in the making for our family reunion in July.  Beware all you Garner clan.  Dad's excited and can now officially say he completed a Half Marathon.  I was so proud of him and his positive attitude.  What a guy!  Dad I love your stinking guts, and thanks for letting me share the morning with you.  I'd do it anytime!  I know what I'm going to do on my 62nd birthday now.  Love ya Dad!!!

This Isn't Going To End Well

Just thought I'd introduce our little babies.  These little eggs are from a cute little Kill Deer momma bird who is trying her darndest to hatch these little chics.  "I don't think this is going to end pretty."   Those were James' exact words this morning.  Titty and Lou, our kitties have now started tormenting the momma bird.  Once those chics hatch they'll make their first squeak and the kitties will hear it as a breakfast bell.  Oh the carnage.  It ain't going to be pretty.

Last week Seth came running in to tell me about the nest he found.  The eggs are nestled down in a bunch of gravel rocks............in my driveway.  Right by the front door.  What was she thinking!  I've never seen a nest like this or eggs like this, but I've never looked.  I wonder how many of them I've squashed in my lifetime.  So the circle of life continues.  I hate the circle of life sometimes.  Some critters don't even get a chance.  I think Seth would nurse these little birds if he could.  He's going to need a Dollar Store visit soon to get his mind off his babies:(

Mother's Day

I'm totally going to give this to James.  I was checking up on all my loved ones today when I came to my sis-in-law Susan's little site.  First off I love her new print.  Susan it's fabulous!  And secondly I thought this little Mother's Day reminder card was perfect for my "not so perfect gift giving" husband.  I printed it out and I filled in the blanks.  Maybe come Sunday I may have a Big Hunk candy bar or something letting me know he cares.  Yesterday I was talking to his mom and sister and they were shocked at his lack of "with it-ness" when it comes to birthdays, Valentines, and Mother's Day.  I did then remind them that he is absolutely perfect all 362 other days of the year.  I shall forgive him, but if a little help is all he needs.........I've given it to him now!