tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181859022009-07-04T14:32:12.097-05:00Sweet Autumn Brewsharing my journey as the wife of an army chaplain...Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.comBlogger295125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-85528674023057205002009-06-21T14:25:00.004-05:002009-06-21T14:30:54.730-05:00Need your help!We bought a deep freezer yesterday!!! Yes. THREE exclamation points. It is very exciting.<br /><br />The refrigerator in this house is considerably smaller than we've had in the past - and the freezer has about enough room for 2 bags of vegetables. Being people who like to stock up during sales and such, that just wasn't cutting it...<br /><br />One of my plans is to use the month of July to prepare some meals ahead, so in the last weeks of pregnancy and first weeks of Life With Two Kids, I can have some frozen meals ready.<br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />Suggestions?</span> <br /><br />I need meals that freeze well - all suggestions are welcome! My ideas so far are chicken (pulled chicken, maybe with garlic/onions, that I can use in other things), sweet & sour chicken, meatloaf, of course soup... what else? I'm looking for not just meals, but also things like the chicken, that aren't a whole meal, but would cut down immensely in preparation.<br /><br />Look forward to your ideas!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-8552867402305720500?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-77649836315395917182009-06-16T09:44:00.007-05:002009-06-16T16:43:50.155-05:00Sophie Update<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SjgSBOQzDcI/AAAAAAAAAwU/CqUwei5ABkw/s1600-h/P1010053.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SjgSBOQzDcI/AAAAAAAAAwU/CqUwei5ABkw/s320/P1010053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348044369720184258" /></a><br />Sophia turned 18 months on Sunday! We celebrated by having her well-baby check-up yesterday...<br /><br />She is, not surprisingly, doing great. I have had several people comment to me that she looks tall, which I never understood - until yesterday. Seems she is in the 40th percentile in height, but only 14th in weight. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />Sophia, now that you're 18 months, here are some of the things I absolutely adore about you, and never want to forget...</span><br /><br />~ The way you drink all your milk from your cereal bowl when you're done, following my accidental example... <br /><br />~ When you see something you want, you say "peeease" and nod your head.<br /><br />~ The way you start "reading out loud" from the book you're looking at when Dad or I read to you.<br /><br />~ How excited you get when Dad gets home - you run toward the door, arms out for a hug, squealing the whole way.<br /><br />~ How you have started liking being "pretty" - barrettes and headbands in your hair, necklaces, combing your hair.<br /><br />~ How, every time I walk down the hall, you follow me, either saying "upupupup" (telling me you want me to lift you "up" onto my bed to play), or "po-y" (meaning you want to sit on the potty).<br /><br />~ The way you sit at your desk with a piece of paper and pen, diligently writing, as if you are chronicling your day for future generations.<br /><br />~ How, when you know we're getting ready to leave, you start gathering things: your shoes, my shoes, my purse, the diaper bag... then get VERY upset if we don't leave right away!<br /><br />~ The way you hold your hand up to your mouth and make "whisper" noises if Dad or I whispers to you.<br /><br />~ How you fold your hands and say "paaay" when it's time to pray - and if we say the Lord's Prayer, you say it with us. In tongues, apparently. ;-)<br /><br />~ How upset you get when someone else is crying or yelling. I hope you never lose this sense of empathy.<br /><br />You are such a sweet child!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-7764983631539591718?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-24039906055882596242009-06-02T21:55:00.006-05:002009-06-04T13:08:41.653-05:00I really should write more often...I'm sitting outside right now, under the covered patio, eating chips and cheese, watching it rain. I love this. The cool breeze is such a welcome break from the 90s weather we've been having - I'm actually wearing a sweatshirt right now! Feels like fall... <br /><br />It's been busy around here. It's definitely a different kind of "busy" than the last unit - but busy nonetheless. Those "leave work at 5" days (novel concept!) have quickly fluttered by... ah well... so, here's a recap of the last few weeks...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------<br /><br />We went to our first 832nd Hail & Farewell last week. It was by far the shortest I have ever been to - and they were farewelling the Commander! Usually these things take HOURS - even with the meal, this one was done in about 90 minutes! It was cool to get to meet more of the people in Jon's unit.<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Sophie is growing more interactive every day! She is getting to a really fun age - there are times I'm not sure what I'm going to do with a newborn again! She is very independent and loves doing things that Mom and Dad do... though not always exactly the way Mom and Dad do them. For example, she loves helping me unload the dishwasher. There is a low cupboard with plastic things she can put away, but lately she has been putting away the silverware for me. Unfortunately, since she can't reach the drawer, she has claimed another low cabinet for silverware! She very purposefully gets each piece, one at a time, walks over, and puts it on the shelf. She's trying so hard to help I can't bear to stop her! <br /><br />Last night at Bible study one of the Soldiers put Sophie up to the microphone - she didn't even hesitate doing exactly what Dad does... she leaned forward and started singing away! The words consisted mostly of "duh"s and "nuh"s, but it was definitely a song! When he tried to put her down, she grabbed the mic and started singing louder! <br /><br />----------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Thanks for all your suggestions about play group. We didn't go on Tuesday, and there weren't any problems today. There were fewer kids there today, plus one of them was a 6-year-old girl who loved helping Sophie play all morning! <br /><br />----------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Long story short, I got some good news about my degree last week! They FINALLY got all my transcripts evaluated (2 1/2 years after the process began...) and they accepted ALL of them!!! The one blow-off AP math class I took in high school even paid off - not only did they give me 3 credits for it, but it waived THREE math classes! All said, it seems I have 3 CLEPs and 6 8-week classes left! Even taking my time (and a term off for the baby), I should be done in less than a year! Woohoo!<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------<br /><br />We were visited by yet another "official welcoming committee" this week. It's funny to me that every group comes individually - I think this was the 3rd. They came with a cookbook with recipes from spouses (Officers' Spouses Club), so that was cool. I have heard people talk about not feeling very welcome when they move on post, but that hasn't been our experience at all! People here seem just the right amount of friendly - they'll welcome you and talk to you, but don't intrude! ;-)<br /><br />-----------------------------------------------------<br /><br />I'm officially in my third trimester! Let me tell you... this kid... shirts I wore up until the day I had Sophie are already stretched tight around my belly. After I eat, I have to push him down so I can breathe. I'm really hoping I go early again, because I have a feeling he'll be bigger than Sophie was! I would love to do a natural birth again, but if he's big... I just don't know...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Ok, that's enough for now. I'm off to write the first paper for "Music of the United States"... it's a book report of the table of contents and chapter summaries. Seriously?!?! I think I'll like this class...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-2403990605588259624?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-10649034641451764772009-05-13T19:11:00.003-05:002009-05-15T17:57:40.327-05:00Petting ZooThis week Sophie and I went on her first field trip! We have been going to a morning Play Group twice a week. Sophie loves Play Group - and so do I! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x3m1Yh0I/AAAAAAAAAwE/a1SSh3nn4no/s1600-h/P1010069.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x3m1Yh0I/AAAAAAAAAwE/a1SSh3nn4no/s320/P1010069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336187071123457858" /></a>It's sponsored by Army Community Services, and they have a huge building with all sorts of fun toys, plus an outside play area with outdoor toys just for Sophie's age. I have enjoyed getting to know other moms, and Sophie literally runs to the building when we gets there and... shall we say... it's a struggle to leave...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x3SpqHMI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2kuy307mozQ/s1600-h/P1010044.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x3SpqHMI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2kuy307mozQ/s320/P1010044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336187065705569474" /></a><br /><br />Sophie also LOVES animals. Didn't get it from me, that's for sure. "Dog" was her second word (after the ever-important "Dad") - and we don't even have one! (Notice in the first video how she got distracted by the dog - that happened several times that morning). So, I knew that she would enjoy this trip - she had a blast! It took some convincing for ME to feed the animals, but when I saw all the 2-year-olds around me not sharing my trepidation around the goats, I had to toughen up.. ;-) <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x34hJuwI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Y9EtiDJZEH0/s1600-h/P1010098_2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x34hJuwI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Y9EtiDJZEH0/s320/P1010098_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336187075870440194" /></a><br />You can click <a href="http://web.mac.com/jonathan_fisher.mac/iWeb/Site/Petting%20Zoo.html">HERE</a> to see the whole set of pictures (plus some with her new sandbox and table & chairs).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x3EXBdWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/YuqEV4SoD70/s1600-h/P1010042.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x3EXBdWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/YuqEV4SoD70/s320/P1010042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336187061869311330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x25iIVwI/AAAAAAAAAvs/jbyjL_M7w9E/s1600-h/P1010035.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sg3x25iIVwI/AAAAAAAAAvs/jbyjL_M7w9E/s320/P1010035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336187058963109634" /></a><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0uLY8aA5TeY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0uLY8aA5TeY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9SLaUS2T3I8&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9SLaUS2T3I8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-1064903464145176477?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-76116971507943740872009-05-06T07:39:00.005-05:002009-05-12T21:01:45.063-05:00Life at RedstoneIf you've read my blog for long, you have heard me "wax an elephant" about how a military Chaplain has a very unique roll - that of a religious Government employee. Each Chaplain has a different take on what exactly that means, but regardless of your personal view, what the job looks like on a day to day basis is different with each unit. And not only does the kind of unit/ mission affect the day-to-day work, but so does the Commander and his/her expectations.<br /><br />Contrary to what many people think, the main function of a Chaplain is (typically) not pastoral ministry in the "church" sense. There is a large amount of counseling, plus meetings, staff work, training, etc. While there are some Chaplains who fill the pastor role, those jobs are few and far between - and even then, he probably shares the pulpit with all the others stationed there. <br /><br />All that background is to say that this job is very different than what he's done, in a lot of ways - more on that in the future... <br /><br />To make a long story not quite as long, Jon has started a contemporary service here! We have only met for two weeks and are about to undergo some changes (moving to a bigger chapel and meeting on Sunday evenings instead of mornings), but it has been refreshing for us to be in this kind of ministry. At this point, he's doing it all - leading worship, preaching, presiding over communion - everything. On top of that, he's doing a Bible study on Wednesday evenings. Though it's very different from his other roles, we are really enjoying this aspect of the Chaplaincy.<br /><br />On a personal level, I'm loving it! I get to do a lot of those things that pastors' wives do that I never have. Or, things I did as a church secretary and miss! (Seriously, I get a ridiculous amount of pleasure from building Power Points for the service...) I am just beginning to build relationships with a couple female Soldiers and look forward to doing that more. <br /><br />Jon and I have always made it a point to function as a team - "whatever we do, we do together" - but here, more than ever before, I feel like a part of his ministry and what he's doing. Of course, he still has the Soldier aspect to his job - and he can keep that! As for me, I will continue to lay in bed while he gets up to run every morning! :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-7611697150794374087?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-86112813841192514142009-05-03T13:23:00.001-05:002009-05-03T13:23:40.421-05:00Stepping OutMost people who know me casually think I'm outgoing. I'm not. I would typically be MUCH happier at home - even socially, I like to get together with one or two other people, not groups. AFTER I know you, I'm not quiet - but it takes every ounce of willpower to go say hello to someone I don't know. I have always felt pretentious doing that - I thought that if someone had any desire to meet me, THEY would come up to ME. What I've realized, though, is that most people don't just walk up and introduce themselves, which makes it REALLY hard to meet them! With each new place we've moved, I've tried to overcome that a bit more. I'm happy to say it's starting to work!<br /><br />Earlier this week there was an FRG meeting - the first they have had in a couple years - perfect timing! :-) Unfortunately, Jon had gotten a call right before it started to meet with a Soldier, so he wasn't able to make it. <br /><br />There were probably 25 people there or so, which, for having never done it, was a great turnout. I sat with the Commander and his wife, who I think were the only people in the room I had met before (Jon & I have gone to a couple Battalion softball games - fun! Reminds me of church leagues... except with cussing...). I quickly got to know the other people at our table, and after we ate, I met everyone else! It must be pointed out that Sophie is a GREAT buffer and way to meet people...<br /><br />Contrary to my previous belief, no one blew me off and acted annoyed that I said hello like I thought they would! ;-) As much as it's out of my comfort zone, Jon sometimes reminds me that, as the Chaplain's wife, it is appropriate and good for me to take initiative to meet people like that. I look forward to getting to know them better!<br /><br />Sophie and I have also started going to a play group that meets twice a week (though it's indefinitely canceled due to the swine flu... er... I mean N1H1...). The other moms there are super nice, plus it's great to watch Sophie interact with other kids her age! They have TONS of toys, both indoor and outdoor - once Sophie realized I wasn't just dropping her off and leaving, she was ready to explore! <br /><br />Some other exciting things have happened, but those will have to wait for another day! :-)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-8611281384119251414?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-80897416597892110092009-04-29T12:53:00.005-05:002009-04-29T14:43:59.624-05:00Contemplating...I have a post nearly ready to be published, about the people I've met and the things I've done since moving here. I just can't seem to finish it right now...<br /><br />My thoughts are with my old roommate from Moody. Kandice, who just turned 28, was diagnosed this month with inflammatory breast cancer. She has been preparing to go to the mission field in a Creative Access country in Central Asia to work with the deaf. She's meeting with an oncologist for the first time, even as I type this. Please keep her in your prayers...<br /><br />My sister-in-law <a href="http://amylfisher.blogspot.com/">Amy</a> just posted this video this week from a conference she recently attended sponsored by Living Beyond Breast Cancer. I encourage you to take a few minutes and watch it.<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7hEsGJMx-GE&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7hEsGJMx-GE&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-8089741659789211009?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-6203266891905549462009-04-26T20:46:00.004-05:002009-04-27T20:22:32.409-05:00The World of Kevin (updated)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SfUQB6URFpI/AAAAAAAAAvk/CpSAFQS_B8Q/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SfUQB6URFpI/AAAAAAAAAvk/CpSAFQS_B8Q/s320/P1010024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329183359083026066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SfUQBgSeEOI/AAAAAAAAAvc/_KisZkJHaqw/s1600-h/P1010019.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SfUQBgSeEOI/AAAAAAAAAvc/_KisZkJHaqw/s320/P1010019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329183352096166114" /></a> Sorry - it seems I wasn't super clear - there is a separate photo page with 20 or so new photos - click the link at the word "here" in the following sentence:<br /><br />I posted new photos<br /><a href="http://web.mac.com/jonathan_fisher.mac/iWeb/Site/Easter%20and%20April.html"> here</a>! Some are from Easter, some are from various other times. Sorry about the photo page title - I forgot to change it from the iWeb prefab.<br /><br />Here are just a couple...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-620326689190554946?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-53101352258850591082009-04-21T12:14:00.004-05:002009-04-21T14:39:40.891-05:00(updated at bottom) For Matt:But others are free to comment as well!!!! (That was for Andrea.)<br /><br />Anyway - <br /><br />Here's the story. In 2003, a 13-year-old girl named Savana was accused by a classmate of having prescription-strength Ibuprofen. Savana was called to the assistant principal's office, where a nurse made her take off all her clothes, then move her underwear aside, to search for drugs. None were found. Savana was a straight-A student who had never been in trouble in school before. <br /><br />Oh, one more thing - <span style="font-style:italic;">her parents were not notified</span>...<br /><br />According to her, she didn't question it at the time, because they were people she trusted, and she really wasn't sure what was going on. <br />Her mother sued, and after several hearings, it is in front of the Supreme Court today.<br /><br />So what do you think? Did the school have the right to do this? How would you feel if it had happened to your daughter - safer that the school is taking such a stance on drugs, or violated that she was stripped without your knowledge? If you think the school acted appropriately, would you feel the same way if it were a male doing the search? <br /><a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5hT48XrjL3Yczxm474rqy47GhcTGw"><br />Here's</a> one article on the story - though if you Google "Savana Redding Supreme Court" you will come up with a lot. I originally heard it on <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=103215199">NPR's Morning Edition</a> - it's worth the 8 minute listen. <br /><br />The Court's decision is not out yet - I'm very interested to see what it is...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-na-scotus-stripsearch22-2009apr22,0,6016774.story">Here</a> is an article written this afternoon chronicling the hearing - apparently they expect a decision in June.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-5310135225885059108?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-83568284398259508652009-04-20T20:12:00.003-05:002009-04-20T20:41:38.812-05:00It's a...Wow, so I just realized that in the midst of my blogging absence, I forgot to tell you we got an ultrasound!<br /><br />The day before we moved, we trekked down to Ft. Stewart at 6:30 in the morning to get to see the baby. Because of the move, I have yet to see a new OB/GYN, and since they don't have any on post here, that will necessitate me getting my insurance switched to here (check), setting up an appointment with a family doctor on post (hopefully I can set the appointment tomorrow, but at Hunter it routinely took over a month for this to happen...), wait for the referral, call the new doctor, and wait for an available appointment there. Suffice it to say they wanted to make sure everything was ok before we had that long break!<br /><br />Everything is healthy and developing well. This U/S Tech was much more aggressive and thorough than the one who did Sophie. After checking all organs and such, I was pretty sure what I saw - then she confirmed it when she looked at me with a contented smile and said,<br /><br />"You are having a little boy!"<br /><br />We're really excited - though (as always), we would have been happy either way, I was really hoping for a boy! :-) <br /><br />In other pregnancy news, the little kiddo is continuing to use my insides as a jungle gym. I'm feeling fine, though a little more tired, sore (and heavy!) than with Sophie. I'm now at 22 weeks - over halfway there!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-8356828439825950865?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-20185987423359785522009-04-10T08:27:00.007-05:002009-04-20T08:37:00.837-05:00Sweet Home Alabama!We made it! (Ok, so that statement is 3 weeks late...)<br /><br />You know, I LOVE moving to new places. Ask me in 15 years, I'll probably have a different perspective, but right now, it's great. It probably also helps that this was a good move for us - closer to family, non-deployable, etc. Still, it has been a great experience! <br /><br />The new house is wonderful! 3 beds, 2 bath, 2 car garage, covered patio, family room AND living room, HUGE kitchen, tons of storage, over 2000 square feet - totally spoiling me! The houses here were recently renovated and are not very indicative of what Army housing is usually like - which is one of the reasons we decided to live on post here! (It helps that the Commissary is quite large too!) <br /><br />Redstone is a beautiful area - Huntsville is not IN the mountains, but it's very hilly and the border of the town seems to be a few mountains. I can't wait for the fall!! When most people hear "Alabama" they think Southern AL - but where we are is on the Tennessee border - we're just a couple hours from Nashville. Gorgeous!<br /><br />After being here for all of about 48 hours, we exchanged the U-Haul for a rental car and headed north! We had a great time seeing family - we actually got the entire <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sex6FrWOdUI/AAAAAAAAAu0/JUcxKv5-goI/s1600-h/afisher_090404_4142edit.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/Sex6FrWOdUI/AAAAAAAAAu0/JUcxKv5-goI/s320/afisher_090404_4142edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326766697226335554" /></a>Fisher family together for a day! As you can see, it's quite the crowd! Sophie had a great time with all her cousins (and aunts & uncles & Poppy too...) :-)<br /><br />It was a quick trip, but we did get to see my parents, siblings, one set of grandparents, and Jon's grandmother and great-grandmother as well. And let me tell you, the 8-hour trip to my parents makes the whole thing MUCH easier to handle than the 15-hour one!<br /><br />Much else has happened, too. I went to PWOC this past week - everyone was very welcoming. The group size is somewhere between Hunter and Stewart - about 20 women probably. Of course, here they have 3 separate meeting times (but child care at only one, hence my decision to go to that one!) We have a park about a block away that we visit every few days, much to Sophie's delight. Jon signed in to his unit - it is VERY different here from the last one! <br /><br />Well, that at least catches me up, so I don't have this "need to write a blog post" hanging over my head. Maybe now I can write something more interesting! I did realize yesterday that it is still like February in my mind. It's April? How did THAT happen? Goes to show I've been a bit out of it lately...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-2018598742335978552?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-70497308018381984062009-03-24T19:14:00.001-05:002009-03-24T19:15:54.293-05:00Anyone near SC?Hey all! I know my readership has gone down drastically since my little undeclared sabbatical from blogging, but I thought I'd put this out there -<br /><br />I have a friend who would like to pass on at least one - possibly two or three - tickets to the EWomen of Faith conference in Greenville, SC! Here's the catch - it's THIS weekend! If anyone might be interested, let me know and I'll hook you up with her!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-7049730801838198406?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-13743474770044885682009-03-22T23:05:00.006-05:002009-03-23T20:27:10.444-05:00Goodbye, Farewell, and AmenIn the Army, when a person leaves, it is officially a "Farewell" - it's used as a noun, a verb, and an adjective. (Conversely, the same is true of "Hailing" someone new...) Anyway, we've had several of these over the past week, and this week will bring even more...<br /><br />~ Thursday morning we did our official transition of leadership at PWOC. It was, of course, emotional. We used the same script I used last year installing Misty at Ft. Stewart when we thought we were moving in December. They gave me a plate they had all signed, I gave my speech, then I quietly slipped out while they started the study time. I have to admit, the advent of Facebook in my life has dramatically decreased the need for goodbyes! <br /><br />~ Yesterday morning they recognized us at Chapel. As a wife, it was very honoring to be recognized individually, apart from Jon, for the energy I have put in there, specifically through PWOC. We are a team in everything we do; my involvement in the Chapel I look at as an extension of his ministry. Even still, it is nice that people see me as Sara, not just as Chaplain Fisher's wife. <br /><br />The best part, though, was when Chaplain Godfrey talked about how much he'll miss Sophie! He pointed out that she took some of her first steps in that Chapel and is part of that community. It's true - she's more comfortable in the Chapel fellowship hall or nursery than she is anywhere other than home. Stands to reason - she spends the most time there.<br /><br />~ Last night we went to Jon's Battalion Commander's house for dinner, along with one of the Company Commanders and First Sergeants who are also both leaving. 1SG Davis is retiring, and CPT Whittacre is actually leaving for Kuwait this week! I remember meeting both their wives at a get-together at that very same house just about a year ago (it is the 603d Commander's house, so it's the same building, just with different furniture!). A lot has happened since then, both in all our lives and in the unit. <br /><br /><br />Like always, those things will shape who I become; each experience I have had at Hunter Army Airfield will in some way affect who I am in the future. That makes it easier for me, as I have a ridiculous need for closure. The knowledge that I am not leaving this place unchanged in itself adds closure to this chapter in my life. <br /><br />And for that, I am thankful.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-1374347477004488568?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-37217463131348218802009-03-16T13:53:00.002-05:002009-03-16T16:17:05.528-05:00On their 35th...Today is my parents' 35th anniversary - what an accomplishment! Though I would love to claim credit for this video, my dad made it for my mom. It, of course, displays his humor, but is very sweet all the same! :-)<br /><br />I am very privileged to have had a great example of marriage growing up. I know my own is better off for it. 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What can I say, life gets busy. Sophie is running all over the place (literally), my class ended, Jon is clearing Hunter Army Airfield. Our living room is adorned with boxes, and we will be moving in the two weeks!<br /><br />These next couple weeks will be full of goodbyes. The nice thing in the Army is that it's usually, "Well, see ya around!" We both know that may or may not happen. But it MAY. So why go through the emotion of saying goodbye?<br /><br />I did have an interesting experience this last week. I went back to PWOC at Ft. Stewart, the place where it all began for me. I went to PWOC before Jon even started his official orders when we moved to Hinesville. Those women are what gave me a good attitude toward the Army and a place to belong.<br /><br />Things, of course, have changed. They now meet at the new chapel. About 75% of the women who went two years ago when I started have moved on. As I was standing talking with someone before the meeting started, the greeter came up to welcome me on my first time.<br /><br />I think the most encouraging part was seeing the women in leadership. Two years ago, if you would have told them what would happen, they would have never believed it! They had never done anything like it and started out in "behind the scenes" jobs. How awesome! They have stepped out of their comfort zones and are doing a great job serving the group at Ft. Stewart. The President right now, Brandie, was actually one of the first people I met there. She was standing beside the greeter at the time, helping her. The following year she was the greeter herself, and this year she is the President. That's one of the great things about PWOC - it gives people a chance to develop and grow in a safe environment. I know it did that for me.<br /><br />I am quite a sentimental person. Jon never understands why I have this need for closure when I leave a place, why I can't just leave and be done with it. He has accepted it, mind you, but he is not the same way! Being back there brought back a lot of memories, a lot of thoughts. When I <a href="http://asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com/2007/01/pwoc.html">first walked into PWOC</a> just over two years ago, I was new to the Army life. I was just starting to get to know my husband and Sophia was not yet a thought.<br /><br />It was fitting to go back, to see how it has changed. To see how the new women who have moved in have stepped up, keeping the group going. And when they're gone, there will be a new group. You know, that's why I really don't miss it. Nothing is ever the same when you go back, especially in the Army. Still, the women I met at Fort Stewart last year will forever be a part of my life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-3171234334829036454?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-46439353947770765372009-02-25T09:41:00.005-06:002009-02-25T09:44:28.620-06:00New picsSo... I've been taking pictures, but I had some issues getting them onto my computer. It seems every once in a while you need to EMPTY your trash, so as to not slow your computer down. Glad I have a loving husband to point such things out to me.<br /><br />Anyway, here they are. I didn't realize until after it published that it cut off the end of my captions. I'm too lazy to go back and fix them all. It also called the album "library" because I forgot to change it in iPhoto before I imported it to iWeb. I think Mac should come out with a new application called iThink so I don't have to...<br /><br /><a href="http://web.mac.com/jonathan_fisher.mac/iWeb/Site/Library.html">Here they are - enjoy!</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-4643935394777076537?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-44178150813321637012009-02-12T12:43:00.003-06:002009-02-12T19:38:34.823-06:00Movin' on up!In the Army, every time you're up for move (PCS), you fill out preference sheet, or, as is commonly called, a "dream sheet." A few months ago Jon and I carefully filled it out, weighing where we would like to live geographically with what he would like to do - and open slots.<br /><br />Fast forward to last week. Jon got the call. I had never heard of the place.<br /><br />Think it was on our dream sheet? ;-)<br /><br />So, once again, "the needs of the Army" trumped our "dreams"... BUT... it is actually really great!!!<br /><br />Redstone Arsenal in Huntsville, Alabama. It is much closer to family (8 hours to the closest, instead of 15 like here), further north (better seasons!), and, the best part... (drumroll please...) it's non-deployable! Jon will be with an AIT Battalion (Advanced Individual Training - it's where Soldiers learn to do their "job" in the Army after Basic Training).<br /><br />I can hear your protests already. You, like many of our friends and family, may be wondering if the Army is going to do what it has done so many times before: change its mind.<br /><br />Well, possibly. Of course, we can't rule that out. That said, we are further along in this process than we have ever been. The whole Ft. Leonard Wood thing? That was nothing more than a phone call. We have this in official writing.<br /><br />Oh... one other thing... it's an "immediate fill" - we leave in 6 weeks! Good thing we didn't buy a house this time! :-)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-4417815081332163701?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-75901411583341473632009-02-11T15:06:00.003-06:002009-02-11T15:08:12.823-06:0025 Random ThingsI know, I know, another one of these things. I wrote this on Facebook, but just in case we aren't "friends" (I hate saying that - "I am friends with X now," like FB seals the deal or something...), I'll post it here.<br /><br />1. I rather enjoy reading other people’s “25 Things” lists. I’m a dork like that.<br /><br />2. Though I typically love coffee, for some reason it seems completely unappetizing to me during the first trimester. It is starting to come back.<br /><br />3. Sophia Anne is the joy of my life. I could just sit and watch her explore all day – I think watching her eat is the most fascinating thing ever! I’m such a mom.<br /><br />4. I am perpetually working on my degree. Assuming they accept all my transfer credits (should know in the next month or so), I will have senior standing in a couple weeks when this course ends. Of course, it will still take a couple years to finish from here…<br /><br />5. I have a secret. I will tell you tomorrow.<br /><br />6. My husband and I do the “traditional” anniversary gifts – 1st was paper, 2nd was cotton, 3rd was leather, and in April we will celebrate with fruit/flowers.<br /><br />7. My kids will be 20 months apart.<br /><br />8. My husband and I met when I was his brother’s secretary (at a church – Josh is a pastor). Jon came up to visit for the holidays, and it’s pretty much all history from there…<br /><br />9. We got married 12 weeks after we got engaged, and he left a week and a half later for Iraq. Wouldn’t recommend that.<br /><br />10. I think Army wives are great, but to compare them to the show would be like comparing every hospital worker with the cast from Grey's.<br /><br />11. I have played the flute since 6th grade, and I really enjoy it. I quit band after 9th grade (my parents made me stay through then), but if it weren’t for marching band, I would have continued. I still pull it out for special musics, or to play with Jon<br /><br />12. When I got married I inherited 6 sisters-in-law and 8 brothers-in-law.<br /><br />13. I worked at Pine Ridge Bible Camp in Cedar Springs, Michigan for several years in various capacities. The people I met there shaped my life tremendously.<br /><br />14. I went to Guyana, South America in high school and Hungary in college. I haven’t traveled overseas since then, but would love to. The next time Jon deploys and I don’t have a newborn I plan to go… somewhere…<br /><br />15. PWOC is what made me not hate the Army. It continues to be a very important thing in my life.<br /><br />16. My sister has two girls and my brother has two boys. I’m hoping my kids split.<br /><br />17. I don’t understand how people live without wireless.<br /><br />18. I love holidays. Christmas is by far my favorite, but I am ridiculously looking forward to heart-shaped sugar cookies this weekend and have already started listening to what I deem an “Easter” cd.<br /><br />19. To piggyback on #18, Jon says I am a lot like my grandma, who also has an infatuation with holidays. Every time we go to their house he says he understands me more. He also says that I am much more like my mom than my dad, though I when I was in high school I assumed the opposite just because I like to talk.<br /><br />20. My hometown is the Red Flannel Underwear Capital of the World. Not even kidding.<br /><br />21. I am a firm believer in letting kids cry it out.<br /><br />22. I am also a firm believer that food is a love language.<br /><br />23. Indelible Grace is my favorite music. They’re not really a band, but a group of people who make CDs together. They take songs from the Reformation and put them to new music. If you’ve never heard of them, you should look them up on iTunes right now.<br /><br />24. I would take The Colbert Report over The Daily Show any day.<br /><br />25. I joined Facebook the day after Jon left for Iraq last spring so I would have something to fill those first few lonely days. It worked.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-7590141158334147363?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-11318965671423621272009-02-10T07:21:00.006-06:002009-02-10T08:01:01.400-06:00Army suicides surpass combat deaths in JanuaryHave you seen <a href="http://www.boston.com/news/nation/washington/articles/2009/02/05/army_reports_big_rise_in_suicides_last_month/?page=1">this</a>?<br /><br />More Soldiers committed suicide last month than were killed in combat in Iraq and Afghanistan combined.<br /><br />Let that sink in.<br /><br />Here's an excerpt from the article:<br /><br /><p></p><p></p><blockquote style="font-style: italic;"><p>The seven confirmed suicides and 17 other suspected suicides in January were far above the toll for most months....<br /></p><p>Usually the vast majority of suspected suicides are eventually confirmed. If that holds true, it would mean that self-inflicted deaths in January surpassed the 16 combat deaths reported last month in all branches of the armed forces in Iraq, Afghanistan and other nations considered part of the global fight against terrorism.</p></blockquote><p></p><br />Notice, too, that it's not comparing apples to apples - <span style="font-style: italic;">Army</span> suicides alone surpass <span style="font-style: italic;">all branches'</span> combat deaths. When you add in Marine, Navy, and Air Force suicides, the ratio gets even more alarming.<br /><br />The Army - and other branches - are looking into this, into the causes, and possible prevention. In fact, Jon is spending all week at Applied Suicide Intervention Skills Training, so he can train others in suicide prevention. Of course, no suicide prevention will save everyone. But can we help <span style="font-style: italic;">some</span>?<br /><br />The best thing to do for this would be to at the very least give Soldiers more time at home; unfortunately, that is not always possible. (It is no coincidence that Army rates are much higher than other branches', and the Army has seen more and longer deployments than any other branch.) I remember Jon telling me after his first tour that the "rule of thumb" is that it takes 2 years to return to normalcy after a deployment (though I would argue that "normal" just changes - you never go to war and come back the same...)<br /><br />So what happens when Soldiers go for 12 months, are home for 10 (during which they spend time in the field, maybe at a school, at NTC... several months away from home altogether), then deploy for another 12, home for 11 (again, spending much of that away), deploy for another 15? How long does it take <span style="font-style: italic;">then</span>? They have not dealt with emotions from the first tour... let alone the second or third. The divorce rate is higher in the military as well - no wonder, eh?<br /><br />I tell you all this just to bring to light an oft glossed-over topic in the military. Please pray for our men and women in uniform, pray for our leaders - the hope Christ brings is far more valuable than any prevention program they can find.<br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-1131896567142362127?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-60454724282774794292009-02-03T12:23:00.003-06:002009-02-03T12:31:59.286-06:00New Baby Pics!Thanks for all your advice and encouragement about Sophie. It seems it is a passing stage (which I figured, but it's still nice to hear!) - she's only done it a couple times since I last posted. I have realized that she refuses water a couple times, but if I keep offering it, she eventually wakes up enough to see what it is, guzzles it down, then goes back to sleep. She drinks a lot during the day - I don't think she's dehydrated - but I suppose I wake up thirsty too!<br /><br />Today we had our first appointment for the new baby! It's a long story full of the hospital not recording our appointments correctly, and me sitting there for four hours this morning... but it was worth it! The doctor actually gave up her lunch hour to see us, and even did an ultrasound!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SYiLshq6ybI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6XZvaXgCM0A/s1600-h/Baby+3+11w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SYiLshq6ybI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6XZvaXgCM0A/s400/Baby+3+11w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298638558670277042" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SYiLskDLnUI/AAAAAAAAAuU/lo-PZy4YcrA/s1600-h/Baby+11w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SYiLskDLnUI/AAAAAAAAAuU/lo-PZy4YcrA/s400/Baby+11w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298638559308913986" border="0" /></a><br />I have been feeling better; it seems the worst is behind me. And, I can breathe a sigh of relief now. Even though I had no reason to think anything was wrong, hearing the heartbeat always helps, you know? I actually had a nightmare (yes, I would call it that...) last night of this appointment today. They were doing the exam in the waiting area in front of everyone, and the nurse was actually a drama major merely practicing the role of a nurse. She would stop to do monologues in the middle of the exam. Fortunately, even with the wait, the actual appointment went MUCH better than that! :-)<br /><br />Everything looks good and on schedule - August, here we come!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-6045472428277479429?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-21947238368363780612009-01-29T11:18:00.002-06:002009-01-29T11:26:47.357-06:00To all you expert parents...I have a question.<br /><br />The last, oh, week or so, Sophie has been waking up in the middle of the night, screaming her head off. The first time it happened I rushed in, afraid she was seriously hurt. It was <span style="font-style: italic;">that</span> kind of screaming.<br /><br />Keep in mind she has been sleeping through the night since she was about 8 weeks old... she's been sleeping about 10-11 hours without waking up for months. Now, it happens, about 1:30 and/or 3:30. Every night.<br /><br />I have tried letting her cry it out, but she just gets more and more frantic. She doesn't go back to sleep.<br /><br />So, I go in, pick her up, hug her, hold her for 45 seconds- a minute or so, then lay her back down... she goes back to sleep right away. She won't take water and doesn't fight being held (meaning she doesn't want to go play or anything).<br /><br />Any ideas? At first I thought maybe it was bad dreams, but it's happening a lot, and on schedule. My other thought was maybe a neighbor is coming home from work or something, and the car wakes her up, since it's scheduled - but why would that scare her so much? I have no idea and am open to suggestions!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-2194723836836378061?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-47407986146180309292009-01-25T17:48:00.006-06:002009-01-27T14:15:56.847-06:00So, uh...Sorry I've been avoiding you.<br /><br />It's not you. Really. It's me. The last month I have had the energy of a slug.<br /><br />And it's been busy, much going on.<br /><br />And, it's difficult to blog when the only thing I feel like writing about I'm not ready to.<br /><br />So, to sum up, here's what I would have said over the past month or so:<br /><blockquote><br />I'm tired.<br /><br />I'm hungry, but nothing sounds good.<br /><br />I eat anyway.<br /><br />I want to sleep.<br /><br />I think I'm going to throw up.<br /><br />I can't wait for Sophie's naptime so I can take one too.<br /><br />I shouldn't have just eaten. Still feel like I'm going to throw up.<br /><br />Still tired.<br /><br />Being pregnant with a one-year-old is much more tiring than just being pregnant.</blockquote><br />Now, aren't you glad I didn't blog? What a complainer!<br /><br />We also went to Atlanta for an impromptu trip with Aaron &amp; Jenny, I hosted a Coffee, went to to the Hunter Spouses Club Luncheon, a Hail &amp; Farewell for Jon's Battalion, Chaplain/Family luncheon, Jon started teaching a weekly financial class on Wednesday evenings - plus the usual PWOC and such.<br /><br />The pregnancy is going well. I'm now at 10 weeks - due August 26. (Or August 3, if this baby is like Sophie...) I've been feeling ok - mostly tired (see above).<br /><br />On that note, I've been sitting here for the past hour and need to get some things done - more updates soon! :-)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-4740798614618030929?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-148574088443301012009-01-12T08:01:00.004-06:002009-01-12T08:26:17.866-06:00Eating Together<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SWtSKrID8wI/AAAAAAAAAro/HxUEou3q_a8/s1600-h/book"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SWtSKrID8wI/AAAAAAAAAro/HxUEou3q_a8/s400/book" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290412530605486850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div>If you don't know me well, I tend to be a bit of a procrastinator. I also tend to have really great ideas, but follow-through... not so much...<br /><br />About three years ago, I heard a story on NPR about this fabulous new book called <span style="font-style: italic;">The Surprising Power of Family Meals: How eating together makes us smarter, stronger, healthier, and happier</span>. I of course went directly to Amazon and had it shipped.<br /><br />I finished the book yesterday.<br /><br />But not because it was hard to get into. I mostly blame my degree work. When one has to read for no fun so much, it makes it hard to read for fun.<br /><br />The other part of the blame is me.<br /><br />Anyway, now that that's off my chest... it is a fantastically encouraging and enlightening book. It gives the history of the culture of eating, and how that has impacted culture throughout the ages. It points out that kids are more confident and resilient if they have regular meals with the family.<br /><br />One of the motivating sections for me was about kids cooking. It is a known fact that when kids help prepare the meal, they are more inclined to eat it. I have heard this many times in my life, and we shall see in a few years if I am carrying through with this notion, even though it makes cooking time longer. (Really, can a 3-year-old wash and tear lettuce faster than me?)<br /><br />It also instilled that whatever eating habits I have, most likely my kids will pick up on. Mothers who constantly diet tend to have 10-year-old daughters who think they're overweight. Do I end every meal with dessert? (not saying that's a bad thing necessarily... ;-) My kids will too. Children will learn to eat - and enjoy - what their parents do. (This is why most 4-year-olds living in Mexico have a higher tolerance for spicy heat than I do...) They learn appropriate portions, nutrition, what foods go together - and these things will stick with them forever.<br /><br />That is why, to this day, whenever I have fish, I have peas. Why? Growing up, for some reason, it was written in some secret Nave code that peas go with fish. Also in this code is that Sunday lunch includes roast and homemade biscuits, Wednesday evenings were for fried food (gotta love going to youth group smelling like a Fry Daddy...), and potatoes go with everything.<br /><br />Okok, maybe I didn't keep all of that. I did not inherit my mother's affection for potatoes... but I did inherit her comfortable, homey style of cooking. I have adapted it and made it my own... just as my kids will.<br /><br />One of the things I appreciated about this book is that the author didn't make judgment calls. She never offered a model of how family meals must run. In fact, quite the contrary. She suggests, that, if nothing else, eat breakfast together, or a bedtime snack. She of course promotes cooking at home - whether that mean gourmet meals, or things so simple a young child could do them. This isn't a cookbook - it allows you to make the best of whatever family situation you have.<br /><br />If you have young kids - or even if you don't - I would highly recommend this book. It is a quick read (as long as you don't put it down for months between chapters...) and will either inspire you to change, or reinforce what you are currently doing.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-14857408844330101?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-90827541815056894422008-12-18T21:27:00.002-06:002008-12-18T21:28:45.280-06:00A year ago this week...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SUsUyJPS3QI/AAAAAAAAArY/lWGMB2yKLUc/s1600-h/PC160052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SUsUyJPS3QI/AAAAAAAAArY/lWGMB2yKLUc/s400/PC160052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281337839728123138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">our little bundle of joy!</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-9082754181505689442?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18185902.post-64353170954953665952008-12-17T10:00:00.005-06:002008-12-18T08:07:37.239-06:00T-Day in KC<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SUpY37_0RSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/dfWv3CuiuY4/s1600-h/walking.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SUpY37_0RSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/dfWv3CuiuY4/s320/walking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281131231066735906" border="0" /></a><br />We had a great Thanksgiving! (What? Late in posting this? Nah...)<br /><br />We went to Kansas City to be with Jon's grandmother on her 85th birthday! She had never met Sophie before... nor had she met 3 of Sophie's cousins who were there too! What fun!<br /><br />After a long Thanksgiving Day spent in the airport (thanks to a 4 1/2 hour long layover), we finally made it to KC late that night. On Friday we went to the WWI Museum there. It was a great museum - very interactive. If you ever have the chance to go, you should.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SUpY3rhCQiI/AAAAAAAAArI/s644VUm3aeE/s1600-h/grandma.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SUpY3rhCQiI/AAAAAAAAArI/s644VUm3aeE/s320/grandma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281131226642661922" border="0" /></a><br /><br />(As I write this, there is a pile of shiny gifts in the middle of the floor that I wrapped while Sophie was napping. True to the saying, she is literally playing with the empty box of one of her gifts, completely ignoring the bright presents next to her...)<br /><br />-----------<br /><br />Ok, that was yesterday. Anyway, that evening all (well, most) of Jon's siblings and his dad came into town, and we all went to the church to hang out! It was great having it at the church instead of someone's house - we ate in the gym, so the kids could play on one end, we could talk on the other, and we weren't all on top of each other. They even brought in some nursery toys for the little ones. Fabulous.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SUpY3sAvYvI/AAAAAAAAArA/x753yo1gAAY/s1600-h/cousins+on+couch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T7VEDJ6PdMY/SUpY3sAvYvI/AAAAAAAAArA/x753yo1gAAY/s320/cousins+on+couch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281131226775642866" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The next day was Grandma's birthday party! Jon and two of our brothers-in-law took the young kids in the nursery to play - it was great! They got to talk, and the moms didn't have to worry about the kids! Sophie had a great time playing with new toys - and her cousins! Ok, she probably wouldn't have known one way or the other if her cousins were there, but I like to think so...<br /><br />Saturday evening we all played Apples to Apples. Now, you have to understand something. Growing up, my family got a board game every year. Though we actually rarely played between Christmas, we ALWAYS did that day. Trivial Pursuit was a perennial favorite, though never mine. Jon has been telling me for the past four years that his family "doesn't play games." Ha! We all sure did have a great time that night! Then we played The Name Game, and Amy and I pretty much kicked butt.<br /><br />Sunday Jon's dad and siblings left for home, so we went to Grandma's church. After that we went to his uncle Jeff's for lunch - leftover Thanksgiving! Since we at at Friday's in the airport for our Thanksgiving dinner, Joanne's leftover turkey, stuffing, and potatoes were FABULOUS!<br /><br />You can see all the pics from the trip <a href="http://web.mac.com/jonathan_fisher.mac/iWeb/Site/Thanksgiving%2008%20in%20Kansas%20City.html">here</a>!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18185902-6435317095495366595?l=asweetautumnbrew.blogspot.com'/></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06257596797944187832noreply@blogger.com0