The realities of a family of six.

I tried to take some family pics of the kids the other day. It was so funny. Try to get 6 kids to look at the camera while being happy. Jacob was pulling Jared's hair. Joseph was being a clown. Sarah and Emma were laughing. And Joshua just doesn't like to sit still. I am going to try to get professional pictures and that will be great to watch.
I weighed Jacob today cause I noticed his little cheeks were filling out. HE will be 6 weeks in two days and he weighs 13lbs. Small babies are just not my thing. I just looked back and saw that Joshua was 13 lbs at 6 weeks also. I thought Jacob was going to be my skinny boy. Maybe not after all. I love this little baby of mine.
I thought it would be a great idea to take all the kids to the store the other day. Oh great fun was that. I have made a commitment to not do that again any time soon. Ryan said he will go for me after the kids go to bed. I love this man!

Staying at home is great and it seems easier then it was when adjusting to 1, 2, or 3. I am starting to feel much more normal. I even went on a walk today. It was a mild walk but it is a beginning.

I have so much to update. Joseph's fifth birthday, our high school musical party, our new home, Ryan's new calling, Valentines day, and so many cute things my kids say. Maybe tonight after the kids go to bed.

I can't believe it has been three weeks

We are just starting to realize that night time is night time. I am one of those people who do not do so well on little sleep. I still take naps every day and I NEED at least 9 hours of sleep to feel rested. All of my babies to this point would wake up 2-3 times at night o nurse but they all went back to sleep so it was never a big deal even for me. I felt tired but I could mostly function. So when baby Jacob decides night time is the best time to be awake and have his fussy period I start to become zombie mom. He would wake up and nurse for half an hour, go back to sleep for half and hour then be awake and be mad. Not sure if he was mad because I wasn't fully waking up or because it stressed me that he was awake and he could feel that.

He did much better two nights ago after a very long day and I woke up feeling much better. Like myself again. I was joking with Ryan that he is just trying to ensure his place as the baby of the family.

Other then that he is the best baby. Super snuggley. He is so easy to put to sleep. I bundle him like a burrito, give him the binkie, and hold him close. Jared and Sarah have both been able to put him to sleep and they love it. He was fussing tonight and Sarah went up to check on him. When I walked in I saw her holding him close and rocking him. So cute. She loves helping with him. I still am nervous to let the kids walk around with him so I think they don't get to love him as much as they would like.

People ask who he looks like and I can see all the kids in him. Today I thought he looked like Sarah and yesterday it was Joshua.

Such a sweet little spirit and it is blessing to have him in our home.

This picture cracks me up.

"No more pictures please."

I love his little monkey feet and toes.

Marguerite Anderson Miller

September 10, 1913 ~ January 25, 2009Obituary reads:

Marguerite was born on September 10, 1913 in Price, Utah to Albert Anderson and Hannah Anderson. She lived in Utah, Nevada, California, and Oregon. She married Harold William Miller on December 12, 1936. Their marriage was sealed (solemnized) in the Mesa Arizona Temple in 1940. She was a faithful member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, served in many callings, especially with the youth, and had an incredible faith and trust in our Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ.

She was an awesome seamstress; she sewed dresses for her girls and suits for her boys. She loved making clothes. She worked at various jobs, but retired from ZCMI. She loved camping, making jewelry, her poodles, sewing, but most of all visiting and being with family and friends.

She was an incredible mother to Ronald (Maria Luisa), Arnold (Jo Ann), Michael (Sharon), Arlene Burg, Connie (John Woodruff). She is survived by her children, 23 grandchildren, 46 great-grandchildren, and 7 great-great-grandchildren and one sister, Fern. Preceded in death by her parents, husband, 5 brothers, 3 sisters, and one grandson.

My dear sweet 95 year old grandma passed away on Jan 25th. Some where in my brain I honestly thought she would always be around. So although I was not shocked by the phone call I was still deeply saddened. I was touched by her life.

As it turned out the funeral was Saturday and that happened to be the day we were moving. With just having Jacob I could not have driven the 10 hour drive so I went by myself on a plane. I was sad that my children could not make it as we never get to visit my family. Life... it just keeps going even when I would like it to stop for just a minute.

My dad was not able to leave his mission to come so he asked my sister to read his words for him. As she did so I realized that such a part of my is because of her. I loved being reminded of her love for creating, a love I deeply share. I had also forgotten how much my family loves to laugh and how they all seem to laugh so freely. This is something I have always loved about my dad and my aunts and uncles. I came home with the desire to live more fully and laugh more freely.

It really was a wonderful weekend spent remeber Grandma.

Just a few pictures that touched me.

Pall Bearers

Aunt Connie with her grandson. They are pointing to the casket

This moment touched me so dearly. This is my nephew Brady. He took of his white corsage and laid it on the casket. It was done with such lov and tenderness.

What a most beautiful casket my Uncle Mike picked out. It is so my Grandma.