tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24326301570753199092024-03-12T19:26:30.755-07:00La Vida en la Republica DominicanaGeer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.comBlogger341125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-44115559520680909842012-10-11T19:13:00.000-07:002012-10-11T19:53:45.126-07:00Enjoying My Kiddos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
It takes effort to just sit and enjoy my kids. I am much more of a Martha than a Mary. I've recently had some success in my efforts though :)...praise be to our gracious God!</div>
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We have begun to enforce chores and the kids have a chart to put a star by their work. It's hit or miss if they remember to put up the star, but they aren't forgetting the work! I've been amazed at their willingness. While working in the kitchen with mom isn't a chore, they sure are enjoying it....and me too! Last week we worked hard at making two salads for dinner (pictures below). </div>
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My sweet Darton is a work horse! I've written about his work habits in the past, but he has taken it to a whole new level these last two weeks. You can't give the boy enough to do! His number one talent, hands down, is sweeping. He is so meticulous and you don't have to ask him to do it! He just shows up with a broom and does it! I know this is a lot of exclamations marks, but I just am continually amazed. While I've struggled with knowing how to raise (and even enjoy) my second child, God is showing me just how fun and lovable he really is. </div>
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Darton had a play date with his buds. We were only able to go to the date because we live in the DR. Let me explain. At the same hour D had a date, Adeline had dance class on the other side of town. Problem number two was that Matthias had a 24hr virus that was working its way through the family. I had two employees working that day, so I sent one in a taxi with Adeline to dance and she sat there and then brought her home and then the other employee stayed with Matthias here at home.<br />
People say, "Wow, how can you live in a foreign country raising small children!" And to it I reply, "How could I live in the U.S. and do it?! While the Lord's grace is sufficient in all circumstances, I say that if I was currently living in the States (aka without house help and a nanny) then either CPS or the Loony Bin would have come and picked me up by now."<br />
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Darton has been sick with what dominicans call "gripe." It translates into the flu or just sinus problems. He hasn't been able to consistently kick the fever, so here he is drinking his fever/wellness tea and doing a life cycle of a butterfly activity.<br />
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Sometimes I will come upon something a house employee is doing and think "what are they thinking!!" And then this past week I was so pleasantly surprised by Ana when she used a bunt pan to make fresh orange juice...ingenious!<br />
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We are plugging away at homeschooling and have added a science curriculum this year to our workload. If you have not checked out <a href="https://apologia.securesites.net/" target="_blank">Apologia Science</a>, YOU MUST! It's a creation based program that arms the student with facts to fight the mainstream science teachings. For example, when we learned about thermonuclear fusion, we learned not only is it God's design to give the sun power, but also it makes the sun brighter each year. Which when you work backwards seeing that the sun gets dimmer and dimmer each year, you can prove that our sun can't be billions of year old!<br />
When we learned about sunspots on the sun, we learned that they are cooler than the rest of the sun and help regulate the sun's temperature as well as the earth's temperature. Then the curriculum makes sure to give God the credit for his absolutely perfect design.<br />
Apologia Science is truly what we want out of a curriculum....God being the life support of it. He's the veins of what we are teaching; the blood that gives the knowledge life.<br />
The curriculum is FULL of activities to do. We've melted chocolate and burned a leaf with a magnifying glass. The picture below the kids are making Mercury out of a dough that hardens and then we painted it today.<br />
And we are reading!! Whoohoo! The process really flowed <i>so naturally </i>with our <a href="http://www.thelatinroad.com/" target="_blank">phonics</a> program that there haven't been any tears shed or hair pulled out. I've been asked if I feel successful because I've taught someone how to read....not really. Again, I give Barbara Beers all the credit for creating a curriculum that made reading so natural.<br />
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Matthias will no longer sit idly by and watch :)<br />
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Macklin is just short of 7 months and we started veggies today. He loved carrots :) For the last month and a half I've made rice, oatmeal, and quinoa cereal. This was my first time to make cereal and it was SO easy! For the rice and quinoa, you toast it on the stove until it begins to pop then grind it to a fine powder (I use my coffee bean grinder). To cook it, you do one part cereal to 4-6parts water depending on your babies stage.<br />
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<br />Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-35452205583540790112012-09-27T19:40:00.000-07:002012-09-27T19:53:29.949-07:00Pictures from August<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Here are a few memories of August.</div>
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Directly before this "dogpile" on daddy the kids put on a their first stage performance of King Nebecenezzer and God to reinforce the idea that God is the Most High (<i>God's Names</i> by Sally Michael). I of course expected a Broadway performance for the first go around...Scott had a lot more grace :)</div>
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Macklin<br />
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Matthias wishing he was Macklin :)<br />
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Adeline turned 6! <br />
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What a smile!<br />
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Nonnie came to visit for Adeline's birthday and then helped me fly to TX with the kids late August. Nonnie quilted this number book that has pages with chalkboard paper to write on with chalk! Super cool!<br />
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I tried my hand at a Minnie Mouse cake for Adeline's party.<br />
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We've been discussing "storing up treasures in heaven" and how grand heaven will be. Adeline imagines that she will have glittery Minnie Mouse ears :)<br />
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I took my big boy on a date. We were asked by a young boy working on the streets as we entered and left Krispy Kremes for money and/or food. We gave him our water...the VERY least we could have done. Whey didn't we treat him with a donut? Maybe other's have, maybe other's haven't. Lots of life for me recently has come to seem like Solomon observed....vanity. I think the poverty in my face each day is one of the reasons for this conviction.<br />
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Darton decided to do schoolwork with us! I was so super excited!<br />
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A girlfriend from high school treated us to a Frisco, TX Rough Rider's game. My proudest moment was when the kids sang along the entire song of "Take Me Out to the Ballgame!" Thank you Grandmommie and Nonna for teaching all the "extras" in life :)
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<br />Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-53449843421839420882012-09-18T11:49:00.000-07:002012-09-18T11:51:02.180-07:00Las Matas de Aguacate<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
We have four producing avocado trees this year! There are three different types of avocados although all the trees look very similar. These are just about the size of Macklin's head!</div>
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The picture below gives you an idea of their size in comparison to the basketball goal.<br />
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This tree produces smaller avocados and I think they have the best flavor.<br />
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This third type is quite spectacular in appearance when we walk out our terrace door. They definitely remind us that we aren't in "Kansas, Toto."<br />
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Matthias listening to some tunes with Theo.<br />
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The kids wanted to sell avocados yesterday so Theo pulled some down for us. Here I caught him in action dodging a falling avocado. Matthias actually got a black eye from one!<br />
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Adeline proudly says, "The kids sell lemonade in Texas and we sell avocados here. " :) Fruit and vegetables sold on the street here are ripe and ready to eat. So since these aren't ripe yet, we sold them for only $10pesos each (RD$40 =US$1). Unripe fruit is sold in the supermarkets.<br />
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We celebrate our 8th wedding anniversary this last Tuesday and instead of going out on the town, we enjoyed a "fancy" dinner with the kids. I set the table with china and name tags, and they even got to sip sangria for the festivity :). I wouldn't have even thought to celebrate in this way if I hadn't just recently read about "theme dinners" in Jean Flemming's <i>A Mother's Heart</i>. </div>
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The kids and I got dressed up to surprise Daddy.<br />
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Adeline and her jewels.<br />
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Matthias enjoyed blowing out the candles over and over.<br />
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The evening was a great opportunity to teach table manners as well...minus the 20 month old wearing no diaper and sitting on the table to blow out the candles ;)<br />
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I don't know which I am more in awe of...that I've been married for 8 years and have known Scott for a decade or that we have four children...yes, I am still in shock with that one. Just glad God knew was was going to happen ;)Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-18752940354978650972012-08-06T05:39:00.001-07:002012-08-06T05:39:18.193-07:00Matthias swimming<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2Emkm92UIY4?fs=1" width="459"></iframe><br />
Matthias is 20mths old and loves the water. He obviously has no fear. He continues to be so different from Adeline and Darton. He's curious about everything. Since 8mths old we noticed that he is very observant. Therefore it doesn't take him long to know how to do something....especially the things he's not suppose to do ;). He's also our first to challenge our authority so soon. We are having to stay on top of it, although with an infant in my arms, he knows he can get away with too much! He's now taken to screaming at us in order to get our attention or to tell us that he doesn't want to do something. When he sets his mind on something the boy is SUPER determined that it's going to happen. We are reinforcing that he must obey the first time and have him show us number one with his index finger.<br />
He loves to play with A & D and give kisses to Macklin. Although he's one to kiss the baby when you are looking and hit him when you are not! He is continuing to thrive with his sign language and the Baby Signing DVDs keep his attention long enough that he learns from them more than me. He daily signs "baby" to tell us he wants to watch the videos.<br />
His daily phrases are "Where is it?" and "What is it?" He also now says "I want some." It's all so very cute!Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-71452128602671244862012-06-30T08:59:00.001-07:002012-06-30T08:59:05.739-07:00June 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
When the kids got out of school the second week in June, I assumed the summer was going to be a long one. Yet June has come and gone and one day just keeps rolling into the next. </div>
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The end of May begins mango season...yummmmm!</div>
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We had a small playdate and the kids played with water and flour.<br />
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It takes time and experience before the kids to realize the flour/water ratio they need to make a creation. Adeline's creation was the only one that wasn't a soupy mess. I gave them sprinkles to add to their creations.<br />
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Adeline only feels pretty these days in a blue jean skirt, a tucked-in shirt, and a belt. Unfortunately blue jean skirts don't come in long sizes for little girls and most of her shirts are to be worn outside of her skirt. Nonetheless she tucks them in and puts on a belt. Having a skirt made here shouldn't be too expensive, so I'm going to buy some blue jean fabric to have a seamstress make a skirt that goes to her knees.<br />
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Matthias now insists he is part of the big kids now. Here he is participating in storytime before bed. He always wants to look at his own book during their time together.<br />
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Matthias insisting on being a part of arts and crafts.<br />
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My two babies.<br />
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Adeline working hard on her spelling.<br />
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Darton working hard making a dinosaur.<br />
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June 8 my grandfather passed away and Macklin and I made a trip to TX for 5 days. It was a wonderful time with the family. I got to be an aunt more than a mommy for the first time and met my new niece Ellie. Flying with only one child was like I might as well have been flying by myself (although Macklin didn't prove to be a good flyer)! I got to buy all the candy or special drinks I wanted without having to share or buy something for the kids ;).<br />
I returned June 12 and on the 13 we had friends come in to stay with us for two nights before we headed up to Cabarete to stay for a week.<br />
We made U.S. flags for flag day before heading up to Cab.<br />
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Macklin turned 3 months. He's wearing clothes that the other two boys couldn't fit into until closer to 6 months. He continues to be a happy and talkative baby.<br />
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Pool time in Cab. They were jumping like frogs into the pool backwards.<br />
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Ana went with us to Cab since Scott couldn't come home every night given the drive is 2 1/2 hrs from the mine. I COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT HER. We are in the process of getting her a visa to travel with us to the States in August. We are full dominican now!<br />
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Beach time.<br />
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Macklin can now sit in his Bumbo.<br />
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I cut off my hair while in Cab and this past Thursday night Scott and I got away for a drink. This is a watermelon mohito...delicious!<br />
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Sarah ran away and a man in the neighborhood who hangs out on the corner found her after two days. I had to pay him $1000RD ($30US) for finding her. Every one is trying to make a buck. It was quite the nerve racking process. He showed up to my house saying that he found Sarah at someone's house and then after mumbling some Spanish words that I didn't understand he showed me his large knife he keeps tucked into his pants!! Thankfully Theo was here to help me through the process. </div>
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Scottt got his Dominican driver's license. This was his second time to take the test and he barely passed. The questions are quite tricky. Example: A cow walks out into the middle of the road and the car honks his horn. Was this correct? Answer: No. Honking your horn could scare the cow and cause him to run into your car. REALLY??? </div>
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He then took the physical driving test in which you drive in an oval with two stop lights. No parking, no changing lanes, no driving around other cars. Just an oval with two stoplights. REALLY??</div>
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Both tests explained A LOT about driving here. :)</div>Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-4230179975659842012-06-01T07:23:00.002-07:002012-06-01T07:50:36.906-07:00Last Days of May '12I'm sorry I have let so much time go by without posting. I've recently bought a smartphone and am using the Whatsapp to communicate with pictures via our phones to family instead of sitting down to blog.<br />
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God has been working on us and I am thankful to say that grace is starting to penetrate our parenting. One night last week I realized how different Scott and I are now when one of the kids got out of bed and instead of sternly telling them in exasperation to return to bed and angrily asking "why are you out of bed?", we were able to embrace that time and hug on the child and get to the heart of why he/she was out of bed. Time and time again I catch myself thinking, "Ann, God wouldn't kick you when you are down; he'd help you up and give you another chance." I'm truly trying to apply that to my parenting.<br />
I am thankful for a husband who prays aloud over me every morning. His prayers are being answered. I am thankful for books like <u><b>A Mother's Heart</b></u> by Jean Flemming, <b><u>You Can't Make Me [But I can be Persuaded]</u> </b>by Cynthia Tobias, and <u><b>Grace Based Parenting</b></u> by Tim Kimmel. I am thankful for Beth Moore's study on the Fruits of the Spirit. It's teaching me how I can not possibly posses love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, and self-control WITHOUT the aid of the Holy Spirit. When I think about not wanting to extend goodness, I first reflect on God's goodness to me. When I think about not wanting to extend patience{particularly to my kids}, I think first of God's patience with me. etc....<br />
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I took the 3 older kids to the Botanical Gardens last week.<br />
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Matthias was quite sure he was just as old as they are.<br />
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Now that's a leaf!<br />
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A bonus as we were leaving....The dinosaur exhibit was packing up to leave and we got to get close the a dino without having to pay $10 to see it again. Scott took them to the exhibit in February, but of course they had been begging to go back...mainly because Adeline was SURE the dinosaur eggs had hatched by now.<br />
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Scott and I went to the International Women's Club Gala on Saturday night. We had so much fun and even though we didn't arrive home until 2a.m., we both felt the night wasn't long enough. I'm SO thankful we still have fun together after 7 1/2yrs of marriage and 4 kids. We will have known each other for a decade this June.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Matthias insists that he needs to be a part of bedtime story time now. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">kids HARD at work</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I could go on and on and on about Darton and how we are learning to parent him. He regularly puts his fingers in his ears these days in order to not hear our reprimand, instructions, explanations, etc. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adeline sounding out a note she was writing to me. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For now, Darton is learning ONLY from absorption of his environment. He will have nothing to do with sitting down with me to learn something UNLESS it's his idea. </td></tr>
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Adeline continues to love bugs and insects. This is a snail she found in the yard.<br />
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A Christian girlfriend, Krista, that I met shortly after I met Scott in 2002 came to visit us with two of her friends, Ana & Neda, last week. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Krista took some great shots of life here. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This guy asked me to buy him a mango while I was buying fruit. I didn't respond. Then he said "It's for the nino." I told him, "It's always for the nino" (b/c that's a common phrase when they want something). But after Krista wanted his photo he said we could take it if I bought him a mango! Fair enough.<br />
I LOVE THIS PHOTO. It captures the dominican fruit stand, the dominican street sign, and you'll notice our friend here is a windshield washer. At almost every stoplight there is a guy wanting to wash your windows for a few pesos...it's better than begging! The clever ones, like the one above, use a 20oz bottle filled with soapy water with a hole poked in the lid to squirt the water on your car windows. He then has a disgusting sponge to wipe his dirty soapy water with and a leather strap to swipe off the water. </td></tr>
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We miss them a lot!!</div>Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-56043640837061971512012-05-17T17:49:00.000-07:002012-05-17T17:49:24.145-07:00Enjoying our Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Oh how the days are flying by! Well...there are those hours that seem to never end, but the days are fastly turning into weeks which are turning into months [spellcheck says "fastly" isn't a word, but we're going to roll with it]. </div>
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Adeline and Darton enjoy playing Peter Pan these days. Some days Darton is Hook and other days he's Peter Pan...thanks Aunt Jenny for the awesome costume! </div>
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Neverland is in the bushes [not exactly bushes]. Matthias curiously followed his older siblings into Neverland.<br />
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"Help me, Peter," Wendy called.<br />
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Matthias' stomach is going to be the strongest of us all with all the hose water I catch him drinking! It's a big no no to drink from the tap here. Praise God he hasn't gotten amoebas yet. The stubborn boy looks me straight in the eyes and THEN puts the hose in his mouth!!<br />
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Macklin turned 2 months this past Tuesday.<br />
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Adeline always asks for dessert after dinner so I thought it would be fun to bake a cake for Macklin's 2nd month bday. Adeline and I baked it, Adeline frosted it, and Darton put the sprinkles on.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Macklin enjoyed sleeping during the celebration. His favorite position is laying on his stomach across your legs. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These clever fellows cut circles out of cardboard squares to create sombreros! They gladly posed for a picture. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our train as we walked around the neighborhood this week. I LOVE MY NEW STROLLER!!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Matthias sucking on one paci while helping Macklin with his. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think it's in there now!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's lots of sunshine these days and the kids are in the pool just about every day. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A girlfriend loaned us her Moses basket and I'm convinced I'm going to buy one for Adeline's first child. It's awesome!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-59785385446419080092012-05-05T06:58:00.001-07:002012-05-05T06:58:06.645-07:00A Blessings Shower for MacklinIf you recall, this time lat year my Christian sisters gave Matthias a shower in which we passed him around and they each pronounced a prayer or blessing over his life. This past Thursday, they held one for Macklin. It was an incredibly sweet time to hear my sisters' prayers for my son. I thought I'd take the time to post them, especially for my family to read.<br />
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I pray for Macklin and his family to always seek you Lord Seek you when things are hard as well as in tims of blessings. I pray he uses his life and his talents for you and your kingdom. I pray he always embraces your word, wisdom and hugs. I pray that when that day comes and he finds a woman to marry, that she is grounded and centered in you Lord. I pray for the generation he brings into the World seeks you Lord! - Mary<br />
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{given that Macklin was a surprise, a sister gave me this verse for his life along with a blessing}<br />
James 1:17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.<br />
May God give you the strength and wisdom as you raise Macklin in your Godly household.<br />
Bless his life with joy and laughter, I pray that he will rise up and take the challenge God has set before him to become the man of God he is mean to be. - Abby<br />
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May the Lord bless you and keep you as you grow in all areas of your life. May you truly be "beloved of God" and come to know Him and love Him at a young age. May you grow to be a man that is rooted and grounded in God's love and truth and a blessing to those around you. - Alejandra<br />
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May the lord bless you and keep you and make His face to shine upon you. May you seek Him and find him. I pray your life is filled with <b><span style="font-size: large;">overflowing joy</span></b>, so that others my know your God. I pray your life is full and your legacy is long. may your friendships be many and your enemies few. May you have wisdom beyond your years and you love the Lord with all your heart. Praying God for your life. - Kerri<br />
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May you always know how bless you are! You were born into a loving Christian family that will nurture you and encourage you to become a Godly man. You will have opportunities to live in a different culture and experience worlds others will only dream of. May you always know that you were blessed to be a blessing to others. We wait with great expectation to see how God is planning to use you, Macklin, to grow His kingdom to glorify Himself. - Ina<br />
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May the Lord fill you up to overflowing with His love for people and may you pour the <b><span style="font-size: large;">joy of the Lord</span></b> upon all the people on your life all of your days. May you serve Him wholeheartedly and unashamedly all your life. May the fullness of the Lord's blessing be upon you. My heart greatly rejoices and with my song I will praise Him. Ps 28:7 - Dana<br />
{Dana has been praying since we first found out we were pregnant that Macklin would be my joy. If you recall I truly struggled with being joyful with this pregnancy due to its suddenness.}<br />
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{I'm afraid of butchering this blessing in Spanish, so I will leave it in it's original language}<br />
Querido Baby Macklin, Tenemos algo en comun: tu mama nos ha llevado de la mano a onour a Jesus. El camino de sequirle es emocionante. Le pido a Dios y al Espiritu que te acompanen en cada uno de tus pasos. - Elisa<br />
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Mary the hostess with the mostess!<br />
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Dana's husband came in to say hi and got a smile out of Macklin.<br />
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7 weeks old<br />
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The shower was a great time of reflecting on what God taught me this past February - Macklin's presence in my family <b>is not about me</b>. <u><b><span style="font-size: large;">It's about Him</span></b></u> and his plan for Macklin. God wanted Macklin born in March 2012 for a future purpose we don't know yet. And not that this purpose will be some grandioso event, but that God's perfect plan for Macklin's life meant that he needed to be born this past March.Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-42349945370204397202012-05-01T18:43:00.000-07:002012-05-01T18:43:02.053-07:00Beach, Tent, & Potty<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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However as the first and third part of the series points out, I need to pray that my kids have a hunger for God's Word. The specialness of reading in mommy's bed won't last forever. I thank God, literally, that I have been blessed with that hunger. I've realized recently that not Christians have....<br />
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Let me know if you decide to start reading with your kiddos. <br />
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Thank you Carrie Ward...<a href="http://www.aneverydaymama.com/" target="_blank">an everyday mama</a>.Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-5533559199979379682012-04-27T19:29:00.001-07:002012-04-27T19:29:37.566-07:00Matthias Signing 17mths<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X4tM0E2xChA?fs=1" width="459"></iframe>Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-56193758621006209322012-04-25T18:24:00.005-07:002012-04-25T18:24:43.330-07:00Some Words that "Hit Home"<br />
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<span id="yui_3_2_0_1_13352700483485056" style="color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">Outside, the rain is pouring down. I've looked out the window for sightings of cats and dogs, but only seen raindrops! We tend to not like rain very much. It gets in the way of our obsession with comfort. Rain gets in the way of the comfort of a dry day. Rain gets in the way of the comfort of nicely coiffed hair. Rain gets in the way of dry shoes and pressed clothes. It makes outdoor entertainment and activities difficult.</span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_2_0_1_13352700483485070" style="color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">Few of us look out the window on a raining day and say, "What a great day!" But that's exactly what God's people in the Old Testament did. When you are living in desert-like places a rainy day is a good day. So, in the Bible rain is often used as a metaphor for blessing. The Bible talks about blessings raining down on us. Perhaps there's a connection between the way we tend to respond to rain and the way we tend to respond to blessing.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">God blesses us in surprising ways, ways that don't always seem like blessing to us. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: orange; color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">He sends the rain of difficulty, not because he doesn't love us, but because he does, and he is calling out beyond ourselves to find new and deeper hope in him. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: cyan; color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">He sends the rain of an honest friend to confront us with the need for growth, because he wants to bless us with maturity. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #6aa84f; color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">He sends the rain of failure, so that we will get our identity from him and not from our acheivement. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #8e7cc3; font-family: tahoma;">He sends the rain of want, so that we will grow in faith and courage. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">All of these things are blessings of his love, but we tend to not see them as blessings. In fact, in the moments when we are experiencing these things we often are tempted to question God's love.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">How about looking out your window and thanking God for the rain. And how about asking him to give you eyes to see the surprising blessings he will rain down on you because he loves you.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #494429; font-family: tahoma;">Paul David Tripp</span></div>Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-79948888676222468532012-04-25T12:54:00.001-07:002012-04-25T12:54:11.534-07:00Lots of pics, Few words<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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And a few of Macklin<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Although I hear how<i> igualito</i> (looks the same) he is to the other 3, he has a very different look about him than the others. One distinct feature is his brow line (seen above). He gives very serious stares when he is concentrating on an object. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Smiling for mommy! He is 6wks tomorrow</td></tr>
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<br />Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-75908582673082814192012-04-19T20:23:00.000-07:002012-04-19T20:23:03.997-07:00TidbitsMultiple times this week I thought of different things to blog about, but I'm finally sitting down to update you on our life and I'll just have to write about lots of things in one post. :)<br />
<b><u>Cheating</u></b><br />
This has been our first week without family helping me in 2 1/2 months! Wow, how the time flew! We've decided to have help in the house every day during the week days. Ana is here Monday/Tuesday and then returns for Thursday/Friday. She was upfront that she doesn't want to work probably more than 6 months like this, so we will eventually need to find someone else for Mon/Tues. Ana's main responsibility is the children. She is more of a nanny while I've given the bulk of cleaning responsibilities to another lady who comes twice a week. Her name is Santa and she is with us on Mon/Wednesday. With Theo still gone due to his broken leg, we've hired another gardener for two days a week - Wednesday/Friday. We hope Theo will be getting his surgery next week and then be on to a speedy recovery. The majority of my girlfriends have a driver and while we've lived here for 3 1/2yrs without one, we are considering getting one for at least 2 days a week. Needless to say I've definitely gained the title of House Manager with all the extra help we have.<br />
I feel like I am cheating as a mommy, especially when I think of all the moms in the States. And while I'm okay with having the extra help in order to be able to nurse in peace or deal with a crying infant while someone else takes care of my 16 month old, I'm not at complete peace about it. Maybe it's a pride thing. Maybe God in His sovereignty knew that I needed to live here during this stage of life in order to survive being a mommy to 4 under 5 1/2...or rather I needed to live here so that my children would survive this stage...know what I mean?<br />
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<b><u>Silliness</u></b><br />
I watched Adeline giggle like I'd never seen her do when we were stateside these past few weeks. I LOVED IT! I watched her be silly with my or Scott's parents or even Scott and enjoyed each moment. But then as we were doing school this past week, she wanted to be silly <b>with me</b> while working on phonics. I DON'T HAVE A SILLY BONE IN MY BODY! It was at this point that I realized a new way to bond with my daughter...to be silly. I don't know how I'm going to do it, but I'm going to try. It's going to take a true conscious effort in order for me to be silly....and that's no joke.<br />
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<b><u>Macklin & Matthias</u></b><br />
Macklin is now 5 weeks old and weighs 10lbs. He's only waking up once at night to feed! What a blessing from my merciful God! He smiled directly at me today while I was talking to him!<br />
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While in TX my "sweet" Matthias turned into a little terror...I'm not exaggerating. Scott didn't quite believe me until he arrived in TX and realized he had a monster to tackle with trying to teach Matthias discipline. Needless to say after daddy was his full-time caretaker for 3 weeks Matthias now FULLY understands when he is disobeying and usually does so with a smirk! He's still addicted to his pacifier and when you ask him where it is, he always knows where to find one. He actually wakes up multiple times in the night and searches for his pacifier. If he doesn't find it, he starts to cry...but he usually always finds it. I took Adeline and Darton off the paci at 7-8mths. I tried weening Matthias around 12mths...don't know when we'll try again. He's learned that Macklin has his own (one) paci and Matthias has his own army of pacifiers. He started this week trying to <i>share</i> his pacifier instead of trying to <i>steal</i> Macklin's. He also started this week kissing on Macklin instead of hitting him every time he came near! It's still a love-hate relationship, but that's to be expected.<br />
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<b><u>What to say....</u></b><br />
Today I walked away from two conversations thinking, "Man, I wish I would have said..." Each time the statements caught me off guard, but here's what I would have said if given the chance again.<br />
BAckground to conversation: I've challenged 5 non-Christian girlfriends to do the <a href="http://www.reviveourhearts.com/static/challenges/1-30DayHusbandChallenge.pdf">30 Day Encourage Your Hubby challenge</a> from Revive Our Hearts with me. The handout includes scripture references and the challenge is based upon biblical truths. I let the gals know that up front. That's when one girlfriend said, "You don't have to be a Christian to be nice to your husband." I said, "Well, no that's true."<br />
But then I should have continued with.... "It's true that you don't have to be a Christian to be nice, but I know that in my flesh there is no way I could complete 30 days of encouraging Scott (without saying a bad thing to or about it) and that I need outside help to encourage and nourish my spirit to do so. That's where God and Christ come into the picture."<br />
Then I had a short conversation about how I plan to homeschool my children even though our company will pay for an education here which costs $10,000US a year. Moms ALWAYS say, "Wow, you must have a lot of patience." And I ALWAYS respond with that I DON'T have patience and I have to work on it EVERY DAY. The lady then replied, "And you want to work on it?" Hmmmm....didn't know what to say to that one.<br />
But if given the chance again I would say....."Yes, I do want to work at it because I've chosen to make Jesus Lord over my life. I want to fully embrace his way of living life which means living by the spirit and not by the flesh. I want to possess love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, and self-control." <br />
I know the Spirit puts words in my mouth for those moments when I'm defending my faith, but I haven't been in my Word enough...hence the lack of words<br />Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-42424932996379178372012-04-12T15:05:00.003-07:002012-04-13T07:29:44.546-07:00Darton is 4Time keeps moving forward and yesterday we celebrated Darton turning 4 years old. For the majority of his toddler life I have expecting him to do things Adeline does since they are only 20mths a part. But then this past Spring it hit me that he is ONLY 3! Sorry little fella.<br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">Darton is celebrating with 4 parties this year! We had one in TX with family, a small one with rice krispie treats at school, one with just us last night, and then he'll celebrate tomorrow with a few friends that aren't in his school. This year's party theme is pirates! I chose pirates because of his love for Hook...not to be confused with a love for Peter Pan. He loves the Robin William's movie </span><i style="text-align: left;">Hook</i><span style="text-align: left;">. However, Hook and Peter Pan are way outdated and I couldn't find anything related to them for party favors, cake decorations, etc. Pirates of the Caribbean are a hot item right now though, so thankfully we were able to find swords, treasure coins, and pirate patches. Unfortunately Pirates of the Caribbean have skulls on everything.</span>
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When Darton gets something in his mind, he becomes obsessed with it. While in TX one of his obsession was getting a guitar. Grandmommie made that happen for his bday and he's been strumming to music ever since. I never knew he paid so much attention to the musicians at church until he showed us how to silently count to lead us into singing while he plays the guitar.<br />
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Darton's recent work writing "letters" (as in the alphabet). He's very detail oriented, which comes through in his choice of clothes as well as fixing his hair.<br />
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I've learned a lot about my little bud over the last six months. He blossomed out of the baby stage last Fall and we started discovering who our son really is. He is so intense and will rarely willingly do something if it wasn't his idea. I've always said Darton came out of the womb crying and hasn't stopped. Those that know him can testify. If Darton was able to live by himself, there would be much less crying. But because he has two parents to deal with, his life is quite frustrating. I didn't know all my son's characteristics were of a strong-willed child until I began reading Cynthia Tobias' <i>You Can't Make Me (But I can be persuaded)</i>. It has been an "ah-ha" moment for Scott and I to say the least. Scott has also realized his son is A LOT like him, scoring slightly under Darton in the strong-willed test Tobias gives in her book. <br />
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One of the funniest quirks about Darton is how he loves to mimic adults. It started with our gardener Teo, but while in TX he picked up tree trimming (his Papa's profession) and wearing his socks high (like his Gdad). He works like I've never seen a toddler work. When he sets his mind to it, he is an incredibly hard worker and his detail oriented personality carries over in this area. Both grandfather's can testify to his work skills, rather that be pulling branches to the shredder or raking a whole front yard full of grass trimmings.<br />
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I won't lie Darton, there are times when I think life would be much easier without you. But my handsome boy, God has given you to me for a specific purpose. You are my perfect gift. You have the sweetest nature and I'm enjoying discovering how God created you. I will continue to do my best to learn how to be a good mommy to you. I love you.<br />
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God always brings me the right encouragement at the right time. Now I must put to memory that it's okay to not feel adequate for the job of training 4 hearts for His glory. I am inadequate. HE'S NOT!Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-54047201802810712772012-04-09T13:14:00.000-07:002012-04-09T13:14:01.950-07:00Home Again, Home Again<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
My mom, the kids, and I all flew back to the DR last Thursday. Our 3 hour layover turned into a 9 hour layover and the airline had sent my stroller through with the luggage! It was quite miserable, especially since my mom and I were running off of only 3 hours sleep. I am still catching up on sleep....</div>
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Macklin was just 3 weeks old the day we flew home. Adeline was taking her turn holding Macklin. You can imagine how hard it was to hold either a 3 week hold or chase after a 16mth old for 9 hours.<br />
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I was quite overwhelmed looking at four Easter baskets sitting on the coffee table. Just last year Matthias was celebrating his first Easter at 4 months old with <b>not a single hint of a thought</b> that I would have another child the next Easter. But here we are with four Easter baskets and enough children in my house to not have to invite other children over to have a fun Easter egg hunt! Blessed, yes. Overwhelmed, yes. But it's keeping me dependent on my sovereign God.Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-13950414419727176132012-03-28T08:33:00.000-07:002012-03-28T08:33:41.308-07:00Matthias and a Ceiling Fan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Matthias met the ceiling fan last night. He's doing surprisingly well this morning...actually better than normal! It was a miserable experience for me, but we made it through. I initially had Macklin with us since he would need to nurse, but the doctor kindly told us this is the worst place a 12 day old baby could be....duh! So as soon as he nursed he was taken home to get out of the germ/bacteria infested environment. </div>
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<br />Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-59941169299247172262012-03-25T18:57:00.001-07:002012-03-25T18:57:07.666-07:00Macklin Jedediah Scott Geer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
At 40 weeks and 5 days Macklin Jedediah Scott Geer was born at 6:45am on March 15, 2012. He weighed 8lbs 2 oz and was 20in long. Here are a few pictures from his birth at the Allen Birthing Center. Once again I was hit with good ole back labor, so most of my labor was spent on my hands and knees. Macklin didn't come fast and furious. I had the midwife strip my membranes for the second time the morning of March 14 and I started contracting that afternoon. However once we hopped in the car for the center at 6pm, the contractions stopped. If I walked around they would come back, but we opted to go home and try to sleep instead of sleeping at the center. At 2am the contractions had been coming on and off for 2 hours and I was now nauseous. I had never been nauseous with my previous labors (unless from medication) and for the second time we got in the car and headed to the center. By the time we arrived the contractions had once again ceased, so I walked the stairs in strides rocking my hips back and forth to move things along. Things didn't move along so at 6am she broke my water and THEN THINGS BEGAN! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My girlfriends in the DR lit candles while I was in labor. This was my candle and my father-in-law was sitting downstairs with one lit at well. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was the first labor I used hot rice packs and they were great!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I didn't plan to birth in the tub, but the nurse convinced me and in the end I was glad to have water being splashed on me during the "ring of fire" moment. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They assisted me to the bed and I held Macklin for what seemed the longest time. I had <i>to ask them </i>to take him so I knew how much he weighed. So very much different than the hospital. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adeline and Darton (with the help of Grandmommie and Gdad) made us a welcome home sign. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They are all very proud. Matthias has spent the last 10 days in Daddy's arms. Scott left today and Matthias has been running around the house saying "daddy, daddy" all day. :( We will leave TX on April 5 with my mom. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Macklin's first Sunday at 4 days old. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">His name:<br />Macklin is my father's middle name<br />Jedediah is a name on my father's side as well, but I chose it especially for its meaning "Beloved of God"<br />Scott is...well you know<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">
I'm not going to sugarcoat it...life with 4 is HARD. In order to not be overwhelmed though I know I must keep my gaze upon my Savior and know that I am a blessed woman who has been called to be a mommy to my four rewards. </div>
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These are the words of my father-in-law who sat downstairs the whole night during my labor and delivery. I will forever treasure his thoughts. </div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">For we know that the whole creation groans and suffers the pains of childbirth together until now. Romans 8:22</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">.....I had the privilege of standing vigil in the wee hours of the morning, this morning, as our 6th grandchild was born. Noreen was with our daughter-in-law and son upstairs at the birthing center in Allen, Texas and I sat alone at the kitchen table downstairs listening in awe of the amazing process of birth. This verse from Romans came to my mind as I sat there praying for mother and child and the attendants. Until one hears a woman in the depths of her travail, I'm not sure that there can be a good comprehension of the picture that Paul is painting in Romans 8. A new life came into the world today - Macklin Jedediah Scott Geer - and the hope that we have in Christ came so clear to me as I listened to the groans and pains of childbirth......and then that sweet cry as he took his first breaths as he let us know that he was here safely. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">What a picture of our new birth and the ultimate new birth of creation as it, and we, will be released from the curse of Adam's sin. Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Here is the whole context of Romans 8:18-25: </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the anxious longing of the creation waits eagerly for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself also will be set free from its slavery to corruption into the freedom of the glory of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groans and suffers the pains of childbirth together until now. And not only this, but also we ourselves, having the first fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body. For in hope we have been saved, but hope that is seen is not hope; for who hopes for what he already sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, with perseverance we wait eagerly for it.</span> </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A night out in Dallas (or a nice restaurant anywhere) can make a gal at 39 1/2wks pregnant feel great! </span></div>Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-81106410161806776182012-02-20T19:22:00.002-08:002012-02-20T19:22:46.736-08:00God continues to be FaithfulA few weeks back I confessed to you that I wasn't ready to hold another baby when I already had one to hold. And so I feel that is my duty to share with you how God has spoken to my soul and brought me forward from that though.<br />
I completely broke down in tears more than once last week that I had no desire to work hard to deliver this baby, to hold this baby, or to nurse this baby. While preparing to do my Bible study, <i>Psalms of Ascent</i> by Beth Moore, God spoke to my heart that He giving me this child is<br />
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Instead this child is about God's specific plan. God has appointed this child's birth for March 2012 so that he will be the right age at the right time for God's use. God is giving me this child to raise <i>for</i> Him and His purpose. I am His instrument. God wants this child to be a part of <i>my</i> family and He has my best interest in mind; therefore, having a son so close in age to Matthias is in my best interest!<br />
I let out a sigh of relief after God gently spoke these thoughts to me, but He had more to tell me! That day's work in the Moore study was in Pslams 123. I keyed in on verses one and two.<br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I life my eyes to You,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Like a servant's eyes on His master's hand,</span></div>
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<b>To "Look at Me" during labor and delivery. I am giving you this child. I will see you through the labor and nursing and raising four children, BUT YOU MUST LOOK TO ME!"</b></div>
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God then took my eyes to Psalm 30:10-11.</div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Hear, O Lord, and be gracious to me;</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">O Lord, be Thou my helper.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Thou has turned for me my mourning </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Thou has loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness [for this child]. </span></div>
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If you've been with me since the birth of Matthias 15 months ago, then you know how much of a spiritual high his birth was for me. God has faithfully reminded me where I need to put my focus - on Him and not me - in order to pull me through the delivery of our fourth child. </div>
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Not only do I look forward to the unity with God in delivering our child, but I also GREATLY look forward to the unity that happens between Scott and I. I can't tell you how much he is now in tune with the rhythm of my body during labor. It's a blessing. I look forward to seeing my husband's big and strong arms swallowing our newborn in those first few hours. </div>Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-79333956364120293442012-02-19T20:36:00.000-08:002012-02-19T20:36:28.819-08:00Mother Bird and Her Chics have landed in TX We have been in TX for a week now and miss daddy LOTS, but enjoying lots of family time.<br />
Scott's parents flew from the DR to TX with us and you can imagine how HUGE their help was to me. Papa even upgraded me to first class on one leg of the flight!<br />
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Nonnie treated us to a Chik-fil-A breakfast on Valentine's Day. Matthias using my belly as a pillow is just pure sweetness!<br />
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<br />Geer Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05823904930274533249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2432630157075319909.post-71239736518526110012012-02-08T16:16:00.000-08:002012-02-08T16:16:32.695-08:00Baby Shower<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
By the time #4 comes along you don't expect a shower, but my girlfriends lavished me with a shower this past Monday to celebrate our fourth child. I asked for no gifts since we seriously have everything we need and instead asked to celebrate motherhood. Some had a hard time coming to a shower without bringing a gift, so they brought diapers, which are always needed!</div>
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The 3 Lovely Hostesses - Jill, Amanda, & Emma</div>
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To celebrate mothers the hostess Jill gave us all neck/back messages. Jill is a professional message therapist.<br />
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We were also given manicures!<br />
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Jill arranged for everyone to take home a candle with the instructions that when I go into labor you are to light your candle. This spoke directly to my heart! I can't wait to notify the gals and to carry that image of candles burning in the DR for this baby's entrance into the world. <br />
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Scott's parents are here with us this week to help me fly home with the kids on Sunday. Scott's mom, Noreen, is getting her nails done in the picture below.<br />
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