Boaz Wayne

 A mother would give her life for that child to be born. Somebody is going to be Born every day.
March 2nd In fact my first son was born. His labor was the hardest physically thing I have ever done. Once or twice I thought to myself I was going to die (transition when things get close crazy was happening to me.
Having Piper was discouraging then I had a great nap and pushed her out. It was so easy compared to Boaz. Just mentally discouraging because my body wouldn't progress on its own.
Friday
It was happening again.
My contractions were losing their juice. They weren't peaking but puttering out. People were texting asking how things were going. I went and saw my mid wife at 11 and she asked if I was in labor. I just cried and said " I don't know what is going on with my body." She laughed and said let me check you. I hugged Isaiah and started to lighten up after drying my tears.
I had made small progress through the night. I was a 4 and 90% effacement. But my contractions were going away

My midwife reccomend I take 4 oz of castor oil after a big lunch to get things going again.

and boy did it get things going. My doula kept reminding me that this is what I wanted, this was going to bring me my baby. Labor is crazy.

Only true love is almost dying to bring someone else into the world.

True love was my husband being so sweet through the whole thing.

When things started up again I got a little snippy at Isaiah and he started telling me what to do....like a know it all.

So we called the doula. AND she told us both what to do and thing went smooth between us there after.

In fact she has us falling in love all over again while I was in labor...no joke.

Diarria, puking it was like all the illnesses you could have and then being tortured by a physco...that is was natural childbirth feels like.

Then after you give birth. Pushing was easiest for both of mine.

You hold in your arms the most beautiful baby.

God gets better at making them every day.

Boaz is the sweetest baby.

Wow I have a son and he is looking at me with hia big blue eyes that shout "I LOVE YOU MAMA. YOU ARE MY FAVORITE PERSON. I THINK YOU ARE GREAT!"

He is perfect...to me. Thank you God for this dear sweet child.

My Baby Is Going to be Born today

It hard to sleep... everyone is telling me to rest. Like on Christmas Eve I'm too excited for the surprise on the next day.
My water broke at 5:30pm March 20th 2014.  It is now 2:30am March 21st. Boaz has to be Born today... today will forever be his Birthday. I'm so excited to meet this new person and become his Mama. Excited for him to meet his Daddy and big sister. Wow has she grown. Excited for the challenge of having 2 babies only a year apart.
Feeling so much love for him already.
He is already a good boy and giving me a good productive labor
It actually started Tuesday night but I was afraid that like before it was false labor and I would go in and be disappointed so I hung in there...off and on my contractions would come and go, mild and strong.  Then yesterday, feeling really yucky and like I might be leaking a little I told my doula and she calmed me down. I had Isaiah check me and we were surprised to be at 3 cm . So I walked a little then did my usual squats and lunges in the shower and my water broke! What a better place! I called up Isaiah and we were on our way. After being seen by my mid wife and doula, my instructions were to eat and rest. Baby is on good position. Well I guess I'm resting just not sleeping.
Hoping to have my baby boy soon!

Happy Birthday to US!

My husband Isaiahs is now 24! Friday I bought him a fancy cake from bernices bakery in Missoula then my wonderful mother in law watched Piper so we could spend some adult time together. He had to work that night so I came and got to have lunch with him in his new 95 Ford 350 truck....yeah its a beast. Yesterday for my 23rd Birthday he surprised me with this new phone I'm typing on right now. Maybe being 38wks pregnant made me a little emotional because I cried. Then read his card to me and cried some more.
Our Pastor is out of town with his wife while she has cancer treatments so his oldest son preached today. The messages were all good but tonight he got out Legos using them to illustrate how God has a plan for us to become something and instructions on how.
Well 23 yrs old and I had no idea God was going to put me where I am now. Maybe I pictured it a little easier or more comfortable but definitely not all the blessing that surround me right now. I don't deserve my life. I can only lift up my head and praise God and thank him for taking care of me when I was weak and making me a stronger person for His glory. The past few months have been challenging to say the least but it is worth it when your husband looks at you with more love and tells you that you are lovely and that you make every thing lovely and without you he would be nothing not even crazy because the first crazy thought he had was that he could have you.
Yep, how can I complain with a sweet husband like that. Cherishing these rough times and that they show us who we really are on the inside.

McGuffey Family Pictures 2013

 Piper Ann 9 months

 Daddys' girl and 18 wks pregnant

3 Years With My Special Someone

In such a short time.In 3 years my life has changed rapidly. 

My life has turned into our life.

My dreams has become our dreams. 

My family went from 8 to 2 to 3....

It's hard, like everything worth having you have to work at it everyday.
I remember when- you were "My Special Someone"
When we weren't officially together.
Before I called you beloved, right about the time you became my friend
you became special to me in my heart and you always will be.
I promised- 3 years ago.

It's always nice to have "someone' to cry and laugh with.
Something I take for granted daily.

 Someone to be by your side in lifes hardest times.

And enjoy Gods greatest blessings with.

 Someone to have and to hold.

To cleave to.

Someone to ask you on fancy dates

Someone to be a godly father to my children and to be a parent with.
Someone to lead a Christian home and family.

A friend, a counselor and guide.

Happy 3rd anniversary to my special "Someone"
Thank you for loving the Lord and being a godly example.
Thank you for loving and caring for me.
Thank you, yes, for being your crazy self and being a dreamer- keep dreaming big.
Thank you for being a strong Daddy-
You are doing a wonderful job.
I love you Isaiah McGuffey-

Living In a Round Yurt - Week One

What is a yurt?

A yurt is a a fancy name for a round hut.

Ger is the correct term if you live in Mongolia- But we call ours a Western Pacific Yurt.
My husband is still finishing it up but we moved in Saturday. One of the worst days- I threw shoes...at my husband. I cried a lot we made up and worked together happily. I HATE moving and I'm so thankful to my sweet friends and brother for coming to my rescue. I lived in a really big house until I wedded my husband and there was plenty of room and always a place for everything. Yes, just about every winter we were dirt poor and our food supply suffered a little but we were never without power or plumbing. Then I got married and lived in a cute retirement cabin that was a haven to all who came to it. My Grandma Sydow even wanted to live there.

We moved into a 480 sq ft round yurt or 19 4ft sections connected to make it round. The idea is romantic and it will be beautiful when it is finished but right now I'm figuring out what to do with this odd triangle I will have between my fridge and the bathroom wall.
Yes, I'm a spoiled rotten American girl who has no idea what roughin' it means. But this past week I have found out.
We have a blue (my favorite color :) porta potty outside and to the right of our door...probably 4 yards away. Tuesday I felt like I was getting dehydrated so I drank a lot of bottled water before going to bed (dumb). About 4 times that night I ran out down the ladder (as we have no steps yet) to potty in the dark with my cellphone light-screaming each time at the poles planted in the ground that look like scary men about to kill me but are really a porch in progress. Coyotes howling I brave the potty each time.

(Photo taken by my sister Chasity)

We shower, cook and wash our clothes up at my in-laws.
We have a refrigerator. We have an air mattress that we borrowed from a neighbour. Two dressers and a make shift closet. Piper has her own bed and a little dresser.
The walls are covered in tar paper awaiting the pretty wood that will cover them. The roof leaks a wee bit but it is waiting to be finished.

You might think- oh, wow your husband is a slacker but he isn't. He is a man with not enough time. He is a dreamer with a million crazy ideas- I fell in love with that crazy dreamer and now I'm trying to bite my tongue through the hard times and help those dreams come true. He works away from home 12 hours a night. Has no time to watch sports or have hobbies right now. I wish I could give him a day to go fishing with his buddy. A day to have no worries. He is the hardest working man who badly needs a break- which we will get at the end of September when we go to the west coast! YAY!
There is much to be done but looking back on all the work already accomplished I can say we will get there- maybe not on my timing but it will come.

Piper enjoying the nice wood floor in the yurt.

We will have plumbing, we will have water, and we will stay together no matter how hard it gets.
I care too much what other people think, I care too much about what I think is normal. I've cried a lot. I hate being dependent on others for my needs. I love being organized and having a place for everything and get stressed with the boxes of stuff that has no home.
I hate roughin' it.
I love these modern things called running water and a working well pump. Thank you Romans for figuring that out!
Soon my husband will figure it out too and things will be much more comfortable. The stress will go down as each thing we own finds it's place on a shelf or a cupboard.....just not spread all over the floor...ok ok.
So that is how i am feeling. I wish I was more positive and I strive for it.
God has us in this place at this time learning these things for a reason.

Mothers

Being a mother.
What does that mean?
It means you've joined the circus that million of other Moms have joined.
You juggle the times between taking care of your family, work and friends.
You make sure that you have packed up everything you need before going on your next trip.
"Don't for get the daiper bag honey!"
You must have balance on a thin tight rope when things get shaky- don't forget to take care of your husband.
There is practice of manners and potty training.
There is food thrown.
There are times when you want to stick the animal in the cage.
But that doesn't  mean you wouldn't jump through a fiery hoop for your child.

Being a mother means you are going to have the best job.... being a mother means you are going to have an exciting life. You invest in little people. You make more joy in the world. You lose sleep you lose your mind but you find you don't mind that you spend all your time with these beautiful crazy kids. You cry when you don't have the answers they need. You cry when you don't know what to do.
I couldn't be a Mom without my husband.
I couldn't be a Mom without my Mom.
Kids they are the most valuable thing on earth. They are the future. Be patient. Don't push them too hard... give them room to grow. Don't smother them.
A plant needs to breathe.
Take them in the sunshine take them by the hand hold them tight and kiss them every day and night. Make them smile every day. Being a mother what a gift.