Showing posts from April, 2010

The Nurturing Life

I love to spoil our babies; hold them, cuddle them, sleep with them.  I think our last baby did not actually get set down for, something like, 13 days after he was born!  Not coincidentally, our babies are happy, bright, and responsive to training.  I do not believe you can nurture a baby too much.  In fact I do not believe you can over nurture ANY child, or person for that matter.  Can you imagine your spouse saying, "Really honey, please!  Cut back on all the affirmation and special attention, back rubs, and making my favorite dinners." I don't think so.  I vividly remember the time of my engagement to Brian.  We lavished each other with attention, gifts, thoughtfulness, and affection.  It was a marvelous time for us. Likewise, I think a person's childhood memories should be slathered with recollections of great and grand nurturing from their parents. The world teaches us (quite wrongly I might add) that when a baby begins to toddle, he is becoming independent and …


Our family is on vacation.  Only we are not sure what we are supposed to do on vacation, since we are not in the habit of doing this.  Our usual idea of vacation is to go camping, where we sit around a campfire, or fish, or body surf, or shoot things.  This time, however, we are staying in a house on Camano island, WA.  The house is a respite home for Village Missionaries.  Ours is the big house, a 3 bed, 2 ba 2 1/2 story house near the ocean.  There is a rec room with a play kitchen, perfect for Bethany, a loft above the living/dining area with a desk and tv.  The weather is beautiful today.  The younger children are riding bikes up and down the driveway, Daddy, Anna and John are getting rich playing "Cashflow," and the rest of us are just hanging out.  If we can all be well at once, (see previous post ) we plan on visiting the zoo, aquarium, and science center, as well as attend the Christian Heritage Homeschool Conference in Kirkland.  We will be here for two weeks, so th…

tending sick lambs

The stomach flu is making the rounds through our church body, and did not fail to visit our household.  Yours truly was affected first, which may explain the absence of recent posts.  Illness brings out the nester in me.  I do not score highly in compassion or mercy when taking a spiritual gift test, but as a mother of many, I do have reserves of both which do show up when my little lambs are sick.  I remember reading Edith Schaffer's book ,"Hidden Art" in which she describes the days of her childhood illnesses as being some of her most fond memories, because of the loving care of her mother during those times.  This had a great impact on me.  Nobody likes being sick,but everyone likes a bit of special tlc.  Family illness is a great time for the well members to take extra special care and attention to the ones who are ill.  Edith pointed out that fresh sheets, books being read aloud, extra pillows, and other simple acts of thoughtfulness are good for both the ill and th…