April Showers Bring May Flowers

The weather this April has been less than satisfactory in my opinion. I am done with the "showers", rain, snow, etc. Bring on the sun and May flowers.

I have been getting a lot of sewing done because of the cold weather. I find myself excited to get on the sewing machine as soon as I get the kiddos down for bed. I have been really into pillows lately. Having the same pillows on my couch for the last 5 years I decided to switch it up a little. I made a bird pillow a while ago, but wanted a variation so I decided to make a flower pillow. And because May is just around the corner I thought for sure a flower pillow was needed. Well once I started it was so much fun I made a few. Now i just have to find a place/home for them all. Here is my favorite one.




I am entering into a Bloggers pillow party. I really love how the pink pops. I am so girly sometimes. But little things like this make me happy. Here is a link to the pillow part

Here are some of the others I made, I really like the purple one too.

Individual Worth

I have been thinking about this post for over a week now. I finally have a free moment to write it down. By free moment I mean I am listening to the sweet night time lullaby of my 2 year old crying at his door because he doesn't want to go to bed.

A few Sundays ago the relief society lesson was on Individual worth. The sweet sister who was teaching started off by asking what are things the world makes us think are things we need to have worth as women. Everyone had a n easy time shouting out answers such as fake nails, bigger body parts, designer clothing, big house, money, perfect children, etc etc etc. You get the idea right.

Then she asked what makes us actually feel our self worth. Temple attendance, scripture study, prayer, service, family and so on.

It really made me think about where I have been putting myself lately. I'll be the first to admit I always have a hard time feeling self worth after I have a baby (by after I mean 12 months) I really do struggle not being able to fit in clothes and having that pesky love handles that just don't go away. I have struggled feeling good about myself. Not only do I fret about my physical appearance but I am often hard on myself. I feel I so often fall short of the mark. I have yet to get it through the day without having moments I regret in my parenting. I lose my temper, I don't listen and out down something to play with my kids, I don't have the patience to answer "What That? I see it?" for the millionth time(no exaggeration given). I feel I am not always a great friend, I take offence sometime when noone is tryiing to offend me. I feel sometimes I am rash in what I say and might offend others. My kids are far from perfect and I feel sometimes it's my fault.

With that said I also feel like I try . I try to listen to the spirit and act upon promptings. I try to be a good mom and teach my children good principles. I am working on being patient. I am trying to stop thinking so much about myself and more about others in my family. I am trying to be less judgmental. (It's true I am judgmental I have come a long way but my poor family has often got the blunt end of my short comings.

Anyway I was pondering all this during the lesson when the sister, asked if anyone had an experience when the Lord has helped them feel their worth. A sister raised her hand and shared an experience that really resonated in my soul. I asked her if it would be alright if I blogged about it because it was so personal and she said it would be. Let me give you some back ground information. I don't know all the details but I will share what I know.

About a year ago this sister was training for a triathlon. She was riding her bike and had a terrible accident. It ended up with her being in the hospital with bones spurs in her spine and her ability to walk affected. She was confined to a bed, because of this she got a blood clot and had 2 strokes. The second one caused a speech impediment. She couldn't even speak for a while now she communicates wonderfully only she repeats herself. For example she might say "Hi nice to see you, hi nice to see you". Back to the story she shared. "I was at the temple recently. I have been really frustrated lately with not being whole. I was at the point where you have to speak to progress. When I get emotional my impediment gets worse and I just couldn't get it right. I sat there and struggled with it for almost a half an hour and still could not do it just right . When I was finally able to go into the Celestial room I felt the words 'I accept it'.(During this whole story her impediment was affecting her speech) I knew even though I could not say it perfectly that Lord accepted what I was able to do"

As I sat in the red plush chair watching Hanna roll on the ground in front of me I was overwhelmed by the spirit. This sweet sister who I truly admire was sharing something so personal. And all I could think about was how I often felt frustrated with things in my own life. Though in comparison my trials are not so bad. I also felt how much the Lord really does value me and how he sees my worth even when I lose sight of it. I know God loves me, I know He sees great worth in me. Though I am not extraordinary in many of the ways the world would have you think. I am special to him and what I do with full purpose of hear the accepts. I am grateful for the examples of those around me and the opportunity to learn and grow. I know the Lord accepts my best, even when it fall short of what is best.


ps. I did not right this to fish for compliments. I am happy with who I am and Who I am trying to become. i just wanted to share this experience because truly felt the spirit and wanted others to know God sees great things in them even when they can't see them themselves.

Sweet Hanna

My sweet baby girl is 71/2 months old. It is hard to believe. She has brought so much joy into our lives. Lately she has started doing this girl sequel when she doesn't get her way. Mike and I think it's so funny. She has her diva moments, but mostly we just love her. Karver can't get enough of her and probably is the source of much displeasure to her. Every time I turn around her is "hugging" her or kissing her or " wrestling with her". But I love that he loves her even if it is exasperating.

For those of you who don't know at 3 Months Hanna was diagnosis with torticollis and plagiocephaly(flat spot). Laman terms her neck muscles were way tight on her left side which makes her hold her head tilted. Totally curable but it takes time, physical therapy and patience. and So I have been patience knowing most kids it takes until they are 9 months old until discharge and I have dutifully done the stretches at home everyday for the last few months. Rough at first but we got in a pattern and not so tough. Today I brought her to physical therapy and good news she has really improved she can tilt her head 35 degrees one way and 25 the other. Full range of motion and lots of strength. PT thinks she will be pretty symmetrical by next month. YEAH! BAD NEWS her sense of vertical is off. What does this mean it means when she sits up she does it crooked. Her back is a big C. Which means if not corrected then it might turn into a S. You know what that means scoliosis, back braces and pretty much something that can affect her whole life. WHAT!!!!! How common is this , oh it happens in 5-8% of kids with treated toticollis.

So as the PT is laying this on me it is taking all my strength not to break down and cry. I mean I've done everything in my power and now she has something else wrong with her. Is this kid ever going to have a normal day where mom isn't pushing or pulling her some way or the other. Plus she is not that far away from crawling and walking-what are we going to do then. I feel like such a failure. It's just so hard when your kid has problems, you know just want to give them the best in life, like a working body.

So what do I have to do now, more stretches for the next month and if that doesn't work(which by the way hardly ever does) a baby collar, yep a big plastic collar she will have to wear 4 hours a day, and if that doesn't work botox. Big sigh- We'll get through this, just needed to vent.

Hanna is a strong willed girl I am sure she will make ti through this. Even my physical therapist said the stubborn ones do the best, well at least some one else sees her spicy little attitude.

I just like this picture-oh little boys!

Potty Training

Oh where to begin. We decided to start potty training K. All I can say is that it's one crazy roller coaster. One moment I am clapping and shouting yeah and the next I am trying not to lose my temper as he yells at me "NO POTTY". But then the next moment he is sitting there in his cute nakedness and I can't help but smile. This picture will probably make you smile too. He will hate me when he's older, but that's OK because payback is well you know payback.

Catch up post

After a half year hiatus, here is a new post from the Warner Tribe. Karver and Hanna are both getting so big. Hanna has been busy these last few weeks cutting a couple of new teeth. She doesn't handle it as well as Karver did. She really wasn't that bad though. She has two teeth on the bottom. I think that might be the first two teeth that Karver cut as well.

Hanna had her blessing and Dad did such a great job. Her grandma bought her dress and she looked adorable.

Karver's 2nd Birthday

We have had a few very busy weeks at our house. Just 9 days after Hanna was born Karver turned 2. Mike's family came over on K-man's birthday. We had birthday pie and Karver had a blast playing with all of his cousins. On Wednesday, we threw him his first birthday party. It was a splash party in the backyard. A few of his buddies came over and we all had a blast watching the kids play in the water. Grandma Savoie took some pictures (Mike and I were too busy we forgot to). To say the least he had a very good birthday and was thoroughly spoiled by his friends and family.

Hanna's Story

Well now that Hanna is a week old I think I better write down her entrance into the world before I forget it. On Thursday July 15th I started having contractions around *;30 at night. they were 10 to 15 minutes apart so i didn't worry about them too much. I took a walk outside later that night to see if they would get any closer together but no luck, so I went to bed. In the morning I was still having contractions about 10-15 minutes apart so i decided to take Karver to the aquarium. We had a blast walking around and looking at the fish but those darn contractions would not get any closer together. So i gave up and figured they would get closer together when they were ready to. the rest of the day passed about the same. With the contractions getting to be 6 minutes apart for a while and then back to 8 minutes than 10 than 6. Nothing consistent.

Before I was checked into the hospital with Karver they sent me home twice and I did not want that to happen with this pregnancy. So I was determined not to go to the hospital until my contractions were 3 minutes apart, just to make sure they didn't send me home again.

Around midnight my contractions were consistently about 4-6 minutes apart. once again I was experiencing back labor. Though this time I used a breathing exercise that really helped me relax and get through each contraction. Finally at 12:30 we decided to go to the hosptial. I was afaid they were going to send us home but felt like we should go. a good friend came and got Karver adn Mike and I headed out.

We were headed to Timp Hospital, which meant we had to drive through he constructions to get get on the freeway and down to Orem. Maybe it was just our luck, but we were stopped by the sign guy so trucks could cross in front of us. i felt like I was in a movie when Mike had to stick his head out the window and beg the guy to let us pass because his wife was in labor. Finally he let us pass and then we got stuck on the freeway for a while(darn construction) But we made it to the hospital around 1:00.

As we walked in another couple came in with us the wife could barely walk and was crying through her contractions. I on the other hand was trying to stay calm and relaxed as I walked through my contractions. When we got the the check in counter the nurses commented that the other wife was clearly in labor and that I might be in labor. They sent us to a room to get check anyway. Luckily for me I was at a 3 and 90%b so they let me stay.(I later found out the other lady was only at a 1/2 cm. poor girl) My Contractions were still only 5 minutes apart but defiantly at full force. The nurse called my the anesthetist to come(he had to come from home) and set me up to the IV.

At around 2:30 The Anesthetist got there and gave me my epidermal. He had just laid me down and was checking all my tubes and wires. telling me about the happy button(which I never use) when my water broke. The nurse decided to check me and found that I had gone from about a 4 to a 10 in about 7 minutes. Mike asked if he could go grab his camera and she said if he ran. Then she started making calls and a whole brigade of nurses came hustling in to set up for the delivery. Mike got back and the Dr walked in. 2 contractions later(about 5 pushes) and we had a little girl. Total time spent in the hospital before she came was a little under 2 hours. I'm glad they didn't send us home.

It took us all day but we finally decided on a name around 8 at night. Hanna Capri Warner made he debut into the world at 2:49 am Saturday July 17th 2010. She is such a good baby and her big brother could love her more.

Here are some pictures of her.