Holy Crappa-Moly!

It's my one year blogaversary!!

WOOOO-HOOOO!

I'd say this calls for a glass of wine after the girlies are in bed.

Franzia White Zinfandel (in a BOX)...

We'll drink it out of the hocks. I know, I know - you're supposed to use the hocks for a Rhine wine. Too bad. It's yummy.

Kids are at mom-moms. Hmmmmm. Some candlelight. So much laundry to do - and dishes! He says to leave it go for one night.

Oh yes. I had almost forgotten what it was like. I think we'll go refresh my memory!!

Happy Thanksgiving!

I am MOST thankful that I was born in the United States of America.

Now for a little levity.

You Are The Cranberry Sauce

A little sweet, a little sour - you've got the flava! Though, you do tend to squish in people's mouths...

What Part of Thanksgiving Are You?

Have a great Thanksgiving. The pies are baked and it's time to smoke the turkey!

Michael Yon Show and Tell.

I love to see the Iraqi children. They are so beautiful. I pray for them every day and support the Iraqis struggling toward freedom. Our children are the future - let's leave them with bushels of hope.

As Michael Yon says, "These children and their families are our allies."

Thanks Deb.

I hope that Iran is next on 'The List'.

Just keep on fomenting unrest in Syria for now, thank you. Iran needs some heavy handed attention from Uncle Sam. Brittania might want to come along for the ride...In fact I would feel honored if she would agree.

Regime Change Iran has a must read that (of course) we haven't seen in the MSM.

Ohhhhhhhh - so Iran wants to destroy Anglo-Saxon civilization, eh? They've been spying and know how to attack us, eh? We're not ready to show them a thing or two, eh?

Hourglass

Was that a little broken glass ball symbolizing America at the bottom of that hourglass? You know - the one they're sending Israel to destruction in? Those little bastards think they can break us, do they? I don't THINK so 'Hassan'. In fact I'll volunteer to soak all the ammo in the pork fat for our boys. No pay expected...I'll do it for free!

Dr. Zin asks a very pertinent question: "How long will we wait to support the people of Iran in their struggle to free themselves from these dangerous mad men?"

Dr. Zin's Regime Change Iran is up for a Spade card on Aaron's Deck O' Bloggers. Give him your support - he certainly deserves it.

God Bless America.

Get Thee To a Library!

Had a fascinating morning in the library with the girls. A class was being given about the library, how the books are arranged(remember Dewey Decimal?), how to find a book that you want and how to find books in a given subject. Guess what?! Those old card files? They're gone! I loved those card files when I was a kid.

Anyhoo - it's all on computer now. This is the digital age, afterall! Grizzly Mama needs to get with it. Get hip. Get now.

You can search for a book at the library from the comfort of your own home. You can reserve a book, know if the book is on the shelf before making a trip, access TONS of incredible information, let the kids play some online games. It's even better than when *I* was a kid!

Find your neighborhood Philly branch here.

For those in Delaware County.

Go on now! Go get that library card, get on that database, and start searching!

Another Baby's Birthday.

She's not a baby anymore, though. The big '09'. She's perfect. She's beautiful. She deserves all the best life has to offer. I thought I'd regale you with her birth story.

Lots of problems with this pregnancy too. Gestational Diabetes but controlled easily with diet. The problems didn't crop up until the end. Pre-term labor at 32 weeks which was stopped with some asthma medication. As soon as I was taken off of the medication at 36 weeks - PROM. Premature Rupture of the Membrane. So - my water broke but no labor started. Blood pressure starting to look worrisome. Into the hospital they sent me. I felt safe and thought, 'Thank goodness I'm in the hospital.' I had been seeing midwives and was determined to have a natural childbirth at a hospital that had Labor, Delivery, Recovery and Postpartum rooms - everything all in one cosily decorated room. Plus they had jacuzzis used for pain control while in labor. My membranes ruptured before we could finish our classes - so we did the best we could when the time came.

The next day still no labor so Pitocin was started. I was hooked up and a monitor put on and confined to the bed. No jacuzzi. :-( NO JACUZZI! *sob*

After 12 hours and no progress it was off the pitocin and onto something that would knock me out for the night - then back on the pitocin in the a.m. Nothing. So they ruptured the membrane again after about 4 hours - and BAM! Hard labor. Fully dilated from almost nothing in about 4 more hours. I was good for about 1 of those hours. Well - not good but hanging in there. Well - not really hanging in there but - well - I didn't do well at all. You just cannot believe that frigging pain! It consumes you! I was having these horrifying labor pains with about 10 seconds between each one! I couldn't catch a break. After that hour I was begging for something and said the 'F' word to my sweet and most favorite midwife. She was so good to me though and then the angel came from anesthesia and took all that nasty pain away with the beautiful epidural.

After - oh - what are we up to? 3 or so hours - they checked me and got the shock of their life to realize that I was ready to push. They had estimated about a 6 1/2 lb. baby. Epidural off and commence pushing. For FOUR HOURS I pushed and pushed. The epidural was worn off - my baby was stuck. Reluctantly the OB was called and she grabbed that baby's head and twisted and turned and I screamed at the top of my lungs. Couldn't get her out. Emergency C-Section time.

Epidural back on and into the O.R. we traipse. Unbeknownst to me the OB had informed my husband that our baby would have a head shaped like a banana. Swear to God. A jovial atmosphere in the O.R. and then the doc couldn't get her out of my belly - her head was stuck in my pelvis. Poor baby. The midwife had to push up on her head from my nether regions - I heard a huge POP and then screaming! They held her up and she looked right into my eyes with those beautiful eyes of hers. Her little legs, arms, fingers and toes fully extended and screaming at me.

Her head was just as round as can be. She was perfect! Five and one half pounds. 19 inches long. Long and skinny and she is STILL long and skinny.

It was after the birth that the REAL problems cropped up. Birthing is still a dangerous thing to many women and it's hard on our bodies in many ways. We both would have been dead 100 years ago. Thank God we are alive and healthy.

I noticed that even with all of the IV fluids they kept giving me I wasn't going potty. My BP was up. I was huge. HUGE! I've never seen my legs look SO FAT AND HUGE! The doc came in and told me I had to leave. She was born at 11:30 p.m. and that counted as one night. I spent one more night and then was out of there. I told him I felt awful and wasn't pee-ing! He basically told me tough shit. The night nurse was very concerned and arranged for a home visit the next morning. That night at home was horrible. My heart was beating real slow and felt like it was flopping around in my chest. I was scared. In the early a.m. I awoke with a splitting headache that was only relieved by standing up. The visiting nurse called and, when she heard what was happening, told me to go to the hospital immediately. My husband took us and I was admitted. Blood pressure 195/125. Kidneys shut down. The skin on the top of my feet was splitting and bleeding.

I ended up on magnesium sulfate in the hospital for 5 more days. They were letting me drink fluids but no food. They allowed the baby to stay with me and I nursed her and took care of her through my mag. fog. My kidneys kicked in. Once that happened the nurse that was sitting in my room with me 24/7 was released and this sweet male nurse in training was charged with emptying my catheter bag and was amazed at how much fluid was coming out of me. He would sit with me and hold the baby for hours and comment how perfect she was. He loved to hold her. He was a sweetheart. When I recovered my senses I insisted that the doctor who released me after the birth was never to touch me, my file or my baby. They would have to get another doctor to deal with me. They did and he was a nice guy.

God bless you my big birthday girl! Every minute was worth it. I'm so glad we came through healthy and happy!

Are You Worried Yet?

It's the 9th Circuit Court of Moonbats AGAIN.

"There is no fundamental right of parents to be the exclusive provider of information regarding sexual matters to their children...Parents have no due process or privacy right to override the determinations of public schools as to the information to which their children will be exposed while enrolled as students."

Apparently parents were informed of a 'baseline exposure to early trauma' questionnaire given by the Palmdale School District to FIRST, THIRD and FIFTH grade students. When the parents discovered what was ON the questionnaire they were very upset! Here's an example of what the school district deemed appropriate to ask kids as young as 6 years old. The children were to rate the following activities:

8. Touching my private parts too much
17. Thinking about having sex
22. Thinking about touching other people’s private parts
23. Thinking about sex when I don’t want to
26. Washing myself because I feel dirty on the inside
34. Not trusting people because they might want sex
40. Getting scared or upset when I think about sex
44. Having sex feelings in my body
47. Can’t stop thinking about sex
54. Getting upset when people talk about sex

Well - the parents sued the school district and lost. You see the quote above - given by the vaunted 9th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals.

It's time to be alarmed - be very alarmed!

Grizzly Mama TRIED to tell ya - but ya didn't want to listen. I TRIED to tell you that the all knowing state is usurping your rights as a parent. Time to get off your ass. The bureaucratic daycare that you've put your children into (with the all important 'socialization' that goes on there) has extended it's ugly tentacles into your rights as a parent. Your precious few hours of solitude is coming at an extra high price for all of us.

Hat tip Anthroblogogy.

***UPDATE***

Just saw this reported on FoxNews. I caught the headline and then went zooming off in another direction. (That's the life of a home educator!!) I'm looking for reports on this elsewhere.

It's all over the place now. EVERYONE seems to be talking about it.

National Buy Ammo Day - November 19th

Well - it's that time already. Time sure does fly. It is time once again to ensure not only that we retain the right to keep and bear arms, but that we are stocked well up on the ammo! The guns are no good at ALL without the ammo. (I guess you could use them to bludgeon someone...but you get my point.)

According to a commentor on Zendo Deb's blog, 'There is a movement on to purchase the ammo at Wal-Mart on the 19th at 3:30 pm Eastern time or as close to then as possible. I think this was brought about by an investigation of someone who bought a 1000 rds at one time.'

Hmmmmm - an investiGAtion, eh? What's with that? What nefarious, untrustworthy agency is INVESTIGATING someone for lawfully buying ammo??

I am SO THERE at WalMart on the 19th baby. We'll be stocking up. You could, too!



(Security Mom photo courtesy Oleg Volk, Liberty Outlet.)

***UPDATE***

Per this forum the WalMart Ammo Buy is 4:30 p.m. Eastern Time. 3:30 p.m. Central etc. Thank you commentor KCMojo.