tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14842308839667775432024-02-19T09:08:24.388-08:00The Schlich Family FourAdventures in Familihood...The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-84941774203349806992011-12-25T22:10:00.000-08:002011-12-26T20:56:46.822-08:00Sweet Successes and Thankfulness<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-TRZiWs-9CU2N3UXQeRxqdAL4rvglzILjmar4mzL2x0HKcD4QZynpfB1SpYzzUZsrc69pPnElOR0ns4XsvFAbrmwe5DE-SovLX6UTDFjOoghwjYh8hvwRxFPaBwgOppha7b4ExE86vEU/s1600/IMG_0462.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690637558885137506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-TRZiWs-9CU2N3UXQeRxqdAL4rvglzILjmar4mzL2x0HKcD4QZynpfB1SpYzzUZsrc69pPnElOR0ns4XsvFAbrmwe5DE-SovLX6UTDFjOoghwjYh8hvwRxFPaBwgOppha7b4ExE86vEU/s200/IMG_0462.JPG" /></a> Ruby celebrated Christmas by sitting...unsupported...for the longest she ever has. Typically when you prop her up in sitting she immediately crashes to the side without any protective arm splaying to catch herself. Think - TIMBER! Children with Down Syndrome typically meet all of their milestones, but take a little longer to get there. It's refreshing to not have a set timeline for her and makes it all the more exciting when she does reach those milestones. I can't explain the amount of pride I have in this little girl. The amount she has been through in her short life...yet she keeps fighting, and loving, and laughing and succeeding in so many ways. This Christmas I am especially thankful for this little one. Her spirit shines bright and warms my heart daily. I hope this next year brings her less fights to face.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha1YUEG0Jtnhq0Q-JXJmKS2dKWHScqv0NIo-tQxzK3ygXCvpWmYtGdeZsfQPbsgTJB5ab0d5hKjP0LDnu4jMWB-2e3lsBf0JThySFMvMaFEdSbDIKnzCOf4RHuZfsrv4OUTfLlxo9ZzwA/s1600/IMG_0429.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690634872107968082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha1YUEG0Jtnhq0Q-JXJmKS2dKWHScqv0NIo-tQxzK3ygXCvpWmYtGdeZsfQPbsgTJB5ab0d5hKjP0LDnu4jMWB-2e3lsBf0JThySFMvMaFEdSbDIKnzCOf4RHuZfsrv4OUTfLlxo9ZzwA/s200/IMG_0429.JPG" /></a><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxailGtCMOg-XC4RYPihHNYUPBpUn0Kk6_2KCQ7f2GRCj_Ctm1abc15pKkDg_wWmdlB61JvSmjmvDvQ1A4O6Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioTyBpUyI1JG-INHHsc2fSCcpCl6lwh72Iv2rBtOkJq_bKV3519V4rTxfQogaiKtoEnEOHK0C_Cs79bQ-5_RFUUE4AkI0Qi_6q9LZfq6iMdXApdRayPaENHWW7vhaEwf9aOR7FBvFyQPY/s1600/IMG_0478.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690637228229932226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioTyBpUyI1JG-INHHsc2fSCcpCl6lwh72Iv2rBtOkJq_bKV3519V4rTxfQogaiKtoEnEOHK0C_Cs79bQ-5_RFUUE4AkI0Qi_6q9LZfq6iMdXApdRayPaENHWW7vhaEwf9aOR7FBvFyQPY/s200/IMG_0478.JPG" /></a> My dear Luna...It's been a tough year for her. She's at that age where you're in awe of her cuteness, yet you want to kill her at the same time. I know I will value her traits of fiestiness and independence someday as they will see her through hard times as a woman in this world. But at the age of 2, I could do without them! But I also know she gets them from me. Ah, Gig has his hands full with this crew of women! Lately I've been sad about her growing older. I want her to stay this dear age, yet grow out of the behavior. Can she be 8 in a 2 year old body? It's amazing how you can love someone so fiercly yet need a break from them so often. Maybe that's just it, I love her so dearly that it hurts when she acts her age. Kicking, screaming, and biting...when we were kissing, hugging and laughing two seconds ago? It's gotta be tough being 2. More mood swings than a teenager on her period! This girl is full of energy and wonder though, she continually keeps us laughing (when we're not wanting to kill her).<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2c5nhRmzhnB11H1i8QErDodHuoCc3Jd3ZJaj7v3aB70X5gYGXC7iHuZocE0wE9GGrFEnWi3xVR2_3YLVatN25ogLKt1kwKzP8wuWGXud_f8hvkbZBZ51SjwaiG3oRgAGg-KBzQtEBLz8/s1600/IMG_0446.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690636271926898066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2c5nhRmzhnB11H1i8QErDodHuoCc3Jd3ZJaj7v3aB70X5gYGXC7iHuZocE0wE9GGrFEnWi3xVR2_3YLVatN25ogLKt1kwKzP8wuWGXud_f8hvkbZBZ51SjwaiG3oRgAGg-KBzQtEBLz8/s200/IMG_0446.JPG" /></a> I hope this new year brings calmness to her soul.<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>Gig...my partner on this rollercoaster ride. We've had so many challenges and stresses this year and I admit we haven't always sailed through them smoothly. Whether this ship is sailing or sinking though, there is no one else I would rather be on it with. What doesn't break us can only make us stronger (as well as crazier, occasionally depressed and drunker...but strong!). Thank you for raising my beautiful babies, for being my rock, for sharing another year of life with me. May you realize your worth in this world, in our lives, and in our hearts this year. You're wise and talented...know this and believe it!</div><br /><br /><div>Our friends and family...it's been a year of so many new adventures for us. Thank you for supporting us through it all. Gig and I have never surrounded ourselves with many friends. We prefer to keep a handful of quality ones over masses of mediocre. If you're reading this blog, consider yourself someone we are blessed to have in our lives. I wish you peace and health.</div><br /><br /><div>We look forward to many more years with all of you. Thank you for being in our lives.<br /></div><br /><div>Happy new year!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-27045647523999957352011-11-19T21:39:00.000-08:002011-11-20T13:07:19.307-08:00Autumn<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgol0bV_3eQjHzGdsYe6h4bXS-VdJcTpg2S8ZJYv0IT_Dn_Q2Czje_-rFfb31FdbpXCIYBXOTPDtD1oMvQ63IwU13ny70Q22lE4EWNL1MDPKBhUD0da2bDghODrUFvODlvggBhCYFfRoos/s1600/IMG_0399.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676950579989989666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgol0bV_3eQjHzGdsYe6h4bXS-VdJcTpg2S8ZJYv0IT_Dn_Q2Czje_-rFfb31FdbpXCIYBXOTPDtD1oMvQ63IwU13ny70Q22lE4EWNL1MDPKBhUD0da2bDghODrUFvODlvggBhCYFfRoos/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-size:130%;">HARVEST</span></span><br />We harvested kale, carrots, garlic, chard, cucumbers, zucchini, leeks, potatoes, lettuce, cabbage, beans, peas, tomatillos, tomotoes, winter squash, basil, cilantro and 5 blueberries this year. Kind people let us harvest their raspberries and cherries, and we made jam. Future years will bring us our own fruit as we planted apple, plum and peach trees, grapes and raspberries. The gardens are put to bed for the year with garlic and asparagus nestled in the cold earth. More garden space awaits us next year. The joy of permaculture!<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">HALLOWEEN</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvmembe_ihySUp1Cb_iJmBX_udxfzDgDtrrReOn8BDbR_XCEAkExgOc-MblZScCS7wiQlrqo-oxX3emIX4jadzs0Ch5HrpK17pPc4GUFoCzHXlvGL0qfE6v1HUvzY_KG4OyDLhjUzzYsw/s1600/IMG_0462.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676955287653120514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvmembe_ihySUp1Cb_iJmBX_udxfzDgDtrrReOn8BDbR_XCEAkExgOc-MblZScCS7wiQlrqo-oxX3emIX4jadzs0Ch5HrpK17pPc4GUFoCzHXlvGL0qfE6v1HUvzY_KG4OyDLhjUzzYsw/s200/IMG_0462.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFRqDFcWjH0Z13G9igfrt7K637f5s7XqFrEEW3IhNTLV0gCcbSM4sZP3iKPopW5Sx5ZqqOz02aHnpqU-NUk8Py7zVVr0-YXOohCADASt7dNp8wveDHOZUyUMfvFkLrznFCQy5YMbI3Mk/s1600/IMG_0448.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676955279713830338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFRqDFcWjH0Z13G9igfrt7K637f5s7XqFrEEW3IhNTLV0gCcbSM4sZP3iKPopW5Sx5ZqqOz02aHnpqU-NUk8Py7zVVr0-YXOohCADASt7dNp8wveDHOZUyUMfvFkLrznFCQy5YMbI3Mk/s200/IMG_0448.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjH_PLDtmvPT2Lk1-qyDNKHyrMh5K6dz8L2_G1kFpqOprZTzATVtalTwzKg0zhXCtY2RFaCyuRYRUIc4CWsw7y9hShXjYWDg-68sNRAzkmDqg-KAZJwMCGMtd3xsxPszD4X_0e8dao-cQ/s1600/IMG_0461.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676955301636660690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjH_PLDtmvPT2Lk1-qyDNKHyrMh5K6dz8L2_G1kFpqOprZTzATVtalTwzKg0zhXCtY2RFaCyuRYRUIc4CWsw7y9hShXjYWDg-68sNRAzkmDqg-KAZJwMCGMtd3xsxPszD4X_0e8dao-cQ/s200/IMG_0461.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">We picked pumpkins with my sister and niece and trick-or-treated at my work. I made Luna a Tinkerbell costume and Ruby got Luna's old chicken costume. Luna is really starting to get into the holidays which has been fun.<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhXf_RpKSRGAPoNiq2-5Ew9osKiibLsvVD8MfpFGsAAMgNC-lbdRfkzqlEo7Xo2dpKW-_fUMBh5WE30vh1_PvfhD07ZN4WeFHj9M4lNpepnAx-8QGWSJm0v9NmKbUNTi7g6wU7lUxV0W8/s1600/IMG_0556.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676955309835232450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhXf_RpKSRGAPoNiq2-5Ew9osKiibLsvVD8MfpFGsAAMgNC-lbdRfkzqlEo7Xo2dpKW-_fUMBh5WE30vh1_PvfhD07ZN4WeFHj9M4lNpepnAx-8QGWSJm0v9NmKbUNTi7g6wU7lUxV0W8/s200/IMG_0556.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMqnIfK48tCILfds0p1U8BnicjN0Ab9eIb0uteZP86jDTehpsTsHR2ZjSF4j6G3NZ3rCkP_g3cpq3kmI1jBJfOVxYgZe72TNdWlMvuFYzEUKb2wVskkZb2OO9tCAAIU6b8U344rGuJoQ/s1600/IMG_0559.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676957303434138146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMqnIfK48tCILfds0p1U8BnicjN0Ab9eIb0uteZP86jDTehpsTsHR2ZjSF4j6G3NZ3rCkP_g3cpq3kmI1jBJfOVxYgZe72TNdWlMvuFYzEUKb2wVskkZb2OO9tCAAIU6b8U344rGuJoQ/s200/IMG_0559.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4CyegOblzjh6ZNpgMCny_XGFLOvIEzPWFbiL1SmraU3TqQ0jLgZlWsw6A36YDTNgUfQEoO3xbKxxlYgVdbZGpFu7grGInL6RWvV6osSfZj3NjC8j-EPhJwH5TRlc93Ye2hHyUsuFIkDo/s1600/IMG_0547.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676955303159546082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4CyegOblzjh6ZNpgMCny_XGFLOvIEzPWFbiL1SmraU3TqQ0jLgZlWsw6A36YDTNgUfQEoO3xbKxxlYgVdbZGpFu7grGInL6RWvV6osSfZj3NjC8j-EPhJwH5TRlc93Ye2hHyUsuFIkDo/s200/IMG_0547.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-size:130%;">HEALTH</span></span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677185781691951522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim2-uwKz6hrxRLZ6V8t7SYjkHz_CceO7LbyfaSZhT21cUDY-g5WjYQzyjj3OEzesFvvO8yQpA9HZIj21JJzRMkR1S0Pw6LcKlrftBj_C9HS2ZO5MIZB8Sio54hQwGwWksbyLXNYHr5Qvk/s320/IMG_0489.JPG" /><br /><br /><p align="center"></span></span>Ruby is eating again! She is taking a bottle and has started spoon foods also. She has a good appetite and is gaining weight well. We are glad for the tube to be gone and hope it's smooth sailing from here on out. I am very pro-breastfeeding and admit I've had my judgements for bottle feeders. Ruby reminds me that everyone has their own story that you may just not be privy to knowing. I think Ruby will make me a better person. Ruby just had her 6 month checkup with glowing reports. The doctor typically hands out a list of milestones at each checkup, but has realized we're not interested. We found a book at the library called, "Ruby in her own time". It rings so true. I remember worrying Luna wasn't reaching a milestone by some set time a book said she was supposed to. With Ruby, it's all in her own time. She is the strongest little baby, and is developing in her own way and her own timeline, no expectations.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">HAPPINESS </span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"><br /></span>Luna is starting to enjoy her role of big sister. She introduces her "baby" to strangers, holds Ruby's hand while we read stories, and brings smiles to Ruby's face faster than anyone can.<br /></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3sImJR5l3bpMsZiSozapNA9_9bFhnp6Sx8YhWcpV0M32uNGuchwZes1pemBg-QqIlfYbNXRC-zt6vQmVPr-VEYfJPNPUHrUEex9smc81D3aVJiRWUuUBlQN8FLqFcbT-o_hjZOpbpV6g/s1600/IMG_0502.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676972152493427362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3sImJR5l3bpMsZiSozapNA9_9bFhnp6Sx8YhWcpV0M32uNGuchwZes1pemBg-QqIlfYbNXRC-zt6vQmVPr-VEYfJPNPUHrUEex9smc81D3aVJiRWUuUBlQN8FLqFcbT-o_hjZOpbpV6g/s200/IMG_0502.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Ud3yAkpRDIbP-QwcUeSJwILbSJ0tmOP9qJu9r0-8u3C16C40pw2RA3ubTCM4Vtx3oKhTqQS-DwvNMwA4FmDzowyBqusNNvpZqzeslEDdnpyn3ZwreD4GTevjRxulws_cFQk6P6KjhD0/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676972145591032738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Ud3yAkpRDIbP-QwcUeSJwILbSJ0tmOP9qJu9r0-8u3C16C40pw2RA3ubTCM4Vtx3oKhTqQS-DwvNMwA4FmDzowyBqusNNvpZqzeslEDdnpyn3ZwreD4GTevjRxulws_cFQk6P6KjhD0/s200/IMG_0414.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3TpBjyGAdg91MoM0WPTZ_BGNDgz0o-hzCo1-Edx9HgbYmJSUCM_iVNLGRSLDW5EQCjCNnernvaTwUXqkgDIVuI-nWmmtCWSc2CdwXDJJRaeF59KCk5PYaf0qmmOWNLHiRCOEwluA9dpo/s1600/IMG_0288.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676972138856613298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3TpBjyGAdg91MoM0WPTZ_BGNDgz0o-hzCo1-Edx9HgbYmJSUCM_iVNLGRSLDW5EQCjCNnernvaTwUXqkgDIVuI-nWmmtCWSc2CdwXDJJRaeF59KCk5PYaf0qmmOWNLHiRCOEwluA9dpo/s200/IMG_0288.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwyBVbxBYJ5H1_oksaKyeykOXZoZShzHKYJxQs2pQ-YKOJOB77_ipiQT6r9bB3KYFRsNZpuKpUb2TYKL0bN1FY30Mi-xhkQBaIe2Uok2UQtUQfO8q9TewJ1vKxqRtHwU-Ce6vtWTph0s/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAd0xvk1T_WbhOH8IqHquzzQM0vK8GVsuRwtqJD144TEp13FSW7IuDABO_Fpwm3loz1oo0JwuXo6GrmPIMsusCTXofXLtkgysT7Bqvm0pOkSqU3ILvoGTlj1iJyDF_DbU8vaqYbNJccw/s1600/IMG_0385.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677184741782224274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAd0xvk1T_WbhOH8IqHquzzQM0vK8GVsuRwtqJD144TEp13FSW7IuDABO_Fpwm3loz1oo0JwuXo6GrmPIMsusCTXofXLtkgysT7Bqvm0pOkSqU3ILvoGTlj1iJyDF_DbU8vaqYbNJccw/s320/IMG_0385.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49YFGLY6lLaGeEpzWLLTlIA8CDTYrKVFLGqJl6JzIPpysX20vf16R_sgYom8Mx9ZEDQb8WeN21AiKP6NYqp7Rm0CZ1n307MB9iXg3r4aVInTUklyzgWgsav309tZabkspkCRosDhb9Uc/s1600/IMG_0364.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677184730442999106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49YFGLY6lLaGeEpzWLLTlIA8CDTYrKVFLGqJl6JzIPpysX20vf16R_sgYom8Mx9ZEDQb8WeN21AiKP6NYqp7Rm0CZ1n307MB9iXg3r4aVInTUklyzgWgsav309tZabkspkCRosDhb9Uc/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlfbnGB02n1OXuZmnMwYEXMS8av2F1PUvY5jVR1kP5veiCJjSvjf39i2XsKpiSt0WN4WwHY61FXTi6HVboeNxyvEad3X6R0qg5tZ7UDeUo_SSfDUZRGYZOjA4x3hX6quPzJ5lqU_RbNA/s1600/IMG_0360.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676972169819795938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlfbnGB02n1OXuZmnMwYEXMS8av2F1PUvY5jVR1kP5veiCJjSvjf39i2XsKpiSt0WN4WwHY61FXTi6HVboeNxyvEad3X6R0qg5tZ7UDeUo_SSfDUZRGYZOjA4x3hX6quPzJ5lqU_RbNA/s200/IMG_0360.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Vzn9zyxeQ-CE6b3pgstb0xxcJcimNQ80gRkk9B9BjYwcBRU4z3Em1at6m42djA_9rME-Inx04fl37WSJcULF0coMJU-wPe94RqqBA43nUfg_12i3tMtWuy8D87LlRVbrw3X3p1t8j_M/s1600/IMG_0527.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676972157473813058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Vzn9zyxeQ-CE6b3pgstb0xxcJcimNQ80gRkk9B9BjYwcBRU4z3Em1at6m42djA_9rME-Inx04fl37WSJcULF0coMJU-wPe94RqqBA43nUfg_12i3tMtWuy8D87LlRVbrw3X3p1t8j_M/s200/IMG_0527.JPG" /></a></p>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-59954999224894665942011-09-20T21:09:00.000-07:002011-09-20T22:02:51.382-07:00The Miracles of Medicine... and my Kick Ass Kid!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">
We are home from the hospital! I must admit I do miss it though. It was a vacation of sorts that allowed me to sit and hold my baby for hours on end while reading and not worrying what my dear Luna was getting into. If only I had been on a beach and my child not in the ICU! As most of you know, Ruby did fabulous with heart surgery. It's amazing how resilient kiddos are - if not for the bandage on her chest you wouldn't even know she had open-heart surgery less than a week ago.</div>
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Although I am a fan of modern medicine, I believe it is sometimes over-used and can save a body that is void of actual life. Right now, I am thankful for modern medicine. My little girl would not have lived without it, and hers is a life worth living. </div>
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As predicted, the hugeness of surgery didn't hit until we had to say goodbye. We sat at the hospital all morning with a parade of nurses and doctors coming in to introduce themselves and explain their role in the procedure. We chatted and joked. When it was time to take her I realized this may be the last time I ever see her, and so the tears flowed. They told us it would be an hour to prep her, and they would call us before starting. They kept us apprised of the procedure with scheduled phone calls throughout. It was over in 3 hours. The surgeon came out to give us the good news of a successful surgery and direct us to our baby girl in the pediatric ICU. <br />
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When we first saw her in the ICU, she was hooked up to a million lines and machines, sedated and on a ventilator. The tears flowed again. The nurses in the ICU were wonderful and took loving care of Ruby.<em></em><em></em> </div>
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By the next day almost all of her lines were removed and the number of machines were dwindling. She was on a morphine high - eyes open but no one home. Within 3 days she was back to being herself, pulling out her feeding tube, wiggling herself down the crib, grabbing any line she could with her hands and toes. By day 4 she was smiling infectiously at you whether you were there to hold her or draw her blood. Ruby made lots of friends. </div>
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Just a side note to ponder for a moment. People always tell me how children and persons with Down Syndrome are generally such happy people. I know, quite a blanket statement (especially since there is a documentary on Netflix about a guy with Downs that likes to swear and watch porn). I don't know if it's Ruby's overall nature, the Down Syndrome, or a combination of both, but she is the happiest baby I have ever seen. She made everyone at the hospital smile with her bright eyes, loving smile and warm nature. She greets each day with a huge smile. I love it and I love her. Once the fear of death dissipated, it was wonderful holding my baby for hours on end. I haven't been able to hold her this much since she was born. I missed my dear Luna, but I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else. <br />
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We anticipated discharge by Sunday, but Ruby was still on oxygen and her blood oxygen saturations were dipping down while she slept. So we stayed until Monday, when we were given the green light to go home! I finally put her pajamas she wore to the hospital in the wash last night. They smelled like her and I was afraid to wash them in fear of something happening to her and not getting to smell her again. I started to throw them in the wash each night but couldn't bring myself to it until last night. <br />
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We have a follow up swallow study in 3 weeks. Fingers crossed for coordinated suck, swallow, breathe (instead of suck, breathe milk into your lungs, swallow) and return to eating by mouth. Although midnight tube feedings are much easier than bottle/breast (as she can sleep through them), we'd much rather do things the old-fashioned way. </div>
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We are so very thankful for everyone's kind words/prayers/thoughts, meals, and donations towards our coffee/food fund. We were well taken care of by family, co-workers and friends and are very much appreciative of it. </div>
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Thank you for all of the love.</div>
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The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-81143865177342139582011-08-21T21:05:00.000-07:002011-11-20T14:04:54.982-08:00There's a hole in my heart that can only be filled by you<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYbvKeSw9WyuwCHFa6g_5MVDkZFXI1mgofBWuwNP_q826oIIiXry9PHI1qJLddiSMJtXruCsu-lauYS3UsSTylQgfprFFCMW4Eo7CnOsbgnKNeUdxHYeHfPy3OP87qBu0rEV3JTmTJcb8/s1600/IMG_0246.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643537996273401010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYbvKeSw9WyuwCHFa6g_5MVDkZFXI1mgofBWuwNP_q826oIIiXry9PHI1qJLddiSMJtXruCsu-lauYS3UsSTylQgfprFFCMW4Eo7CnOsbgnKNeUdxHYeHfPy3OP87qBu0rEV3JTmTJcb8/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Lady luck is not on our side these days. Ruby is scheduled for open heart surgery September 14th. They anticipate about a 7 day hospitalization, with the first 3 days in ICU. I don't think the hugeness of this has really hit us yet. I'm sure when we kiss her goodbye (I prefer, "see you soon") at the hospital it will really sink in. I get choked up when I think about seeing tubes and wires coming out of her and her perfect skin forever scarred down the middle of her chest. I try not to think about what could go wrong and focus on the thought that this could all be over soon. No more worrying about her heart and hopefully getting back to eating again soon.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4MTXT5Fou-B_np0dMj5JFSzxF3EZgrEh_gXs9AkzwDi3cis-9aRET0CB_WofAIf7tLU2w0-zN7pRuYPhgzUkdphBtqbaSH3T7F-5ygYjBC6skt1nhLtDrvSvEtaoMvuXMpIQ9ptBqqSg/s1600/IMG_0198.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643537992894878450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4MTXT5Fou-B_np0dMj5JFSzxF3EZgrEh_gXs9AkzwDi3cis-9aRET0CB_WofAIf7tLU2w0-zN7pRuYPhgzUkdphBtqbaSH3T7F-5ygYjBC6skt1nhLtDrvSvEtaoMvuXMpIQ9ptBqqSg/s320/IMG_0198.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div>Ruby is doing very well for basically being in controlled heart failure. We had to boost up her meals with formula as her little body was burning through her calories and she had stopped gaining weight. She's bulking up quickly now and even showing a bit of chubbiness in her thighs. She's holding her head up better every day and rolling over every chance she gets (non-stop, and then gets upset because she doesn't want to be on her stomach).<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfxlGLdGDmSUpEKj1XENnNVcKIHllnh5EeESHxNCfYXjVjdEaD0jJnrc-iyv_4z3K8m1POpjLPotwwDGTROsBN2G20CBxEQj-r-SjesJEJDShHMdKXuf3A0p3Br-9blBuyK-nHvsf8F4/s1600/IMG_0280.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643537999953357618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfxlGLdGDmSUpEKj1XENnNVcKIHllnh5EeESHxNCfYXjVjdEaD0jJnrc-iyv_4z3K8m1POpjLPotwwDGTROsBN2G20CBxEQj-r-SjesJEJDShHMdKXuf3A0p3Br-9blBuyK-nHvsf8F4/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div>We've started explaining to Luna that Ruby's heart is broken and the doctor is going to fix it. She asked if it was because she jumped on Ruby. Then she told me she was a big girl, not a baby, and not a doctor. I said "okay" and moved on. </div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVQBh8r3s9SsRT2BxWmVuVObMt3H39LS7CmKQWdG_zagIg6g6cAuU2a6oW1PzboniiaA6Jpq2kGLmingu0HuzXbOZu6xhvTEuGhwuh09dcExikA__au29EITf_oeABIhWSytq4Lu1zk-k/s1600/IMG_0194.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643537989462919362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVQBh8r3s9SsRT2BxWmVuVObMt3H39LS7CmKQWdG_zagIg6g6cAuU2a6oW1PzboniiaA6Jpq2kGLmingu0HuzXbOZu6xhvTEuGhwuh09dcExikA__au29EITf_oeABIhWSytq4Lu1zk-k/s320/IMG_0194.JPG" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div>We fall more in love with both of our girls everyday. For as many challenges parenting presents (we drink a lot), these two little ladies make it worth it. </div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div>If you are sitting there wondering what you can do to lend a neighborly, loving hand during our hospital stay, we would love any donations of coffee cards (they've got sandwiches and yummies too) to nourish our bodies while we try to keep our spirits up and take care of our baby girl in the hospital. </div><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://webstore.technologyservicesmanagementgroup.com/Stores/hammercoffee/Browse_Item_Details.asp?HSD=1&Item_ID=66">https://webstore.technologyservicesmanagementgroup.com/Stores/hammercoffee/Browse_Item_Details.asp?HSD=1&Item_ID=66</a><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div>Please keep our family in your thoughts and prayers. </div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-16668015798410846562011-07-15T23:00:00.001-07:002011-07-17T17:29:30.925-07:00Cuteness<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6srvk2IDOvUpcOjXwRNGhavclkmgPhzmO2H69M-UXRV6L0P6P2ZjZ3Hx9Q8cOHkVU4Zjp0cNYuvB084NmzGoLQuLdwgJOtLgDBTb84guitdHnjFXToi9yOiYSEo1FUCfKhjp2SCdtP_A/s1600/IMG_0112_2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629821091982828674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwF9VNt7VwnYY5yzm_FsoJ-cXJQnENPmq6w1_mWXySHZyZr_-tN-jozx68EWdLh-JGJuq2x41bkxyr1zU5z65r5U5IWlvrggktD2TeQmjBzy0T4-TFOacgmt0NHpkewAOEAfN2kZB-Xo/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" /></a> <strong>The Silver Lining...</strong>Ruby is growing like a weed. She turned 2 months yesterday and has gained 3 pounds since birth. She weighs the same as Luna did at this age and Luna started a pound ahead of her at birth. Ruby is currently in the 25th percentile for height and weight on the Down Syndrome growth chart (yes, she gets her own growth chart) and 75th percentile for head size! She is definitely a Schlich, as Luna's head size was in the 90th percentile while her weight hardly even made it on the charts.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div>Ruby has gotten so strong, is smiling, is working hard on lifting her big head, is very alert and is awake much more now. She's a very sweet baby that hardly cries and loves to be held. Luna is talking up a storm and comes up with the funniest things to say. We find ourselves reminiscing each day over the crazy things she says. She is learning to ride a balance bike we rigged up for her and loves to climb large boulders at the park. We are very blessed!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXFsCYVuVBZnWE0yrrhzZs3l6S28xMvtDsp5x8yExW9rzItytTjWp03nrtffq-1Z0Z1mCqWEptZ9D9nujxQ87p4QvlCYiZg1HFkHNTpZQZ_NB8vKW2tgxMHQ5lkEhbvffcspnKQ8VcqUI/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629822573302110946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXFsCYVuVBZnWE0yrrhzZs3l6S28xMvtDsp5x8yExW9rzItytTjWp03nrtffq-1Z0Z1mCqWEptZ9D9nujxQ87p4QvlCYiZg1HFkHNTpZQZ_NB8vKW2tgxMHQ5lkEhbvffcspnKQ8VcqUI/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYz-8hyphenhyphenJH_6z1hMzOFvMUU6jz6Cbq0wTkisfvGnI7Hgo8uaZeFLdIuEf9nwt-_uJSDYyDBnUVmfEBvZC6wFIgCZ1c-hJo-zIKuWZIbpCHmDDuK3X1SZRwSVFtkQ08mAkqtqJUoeRFwHcA/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630069961357497154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYz-8hyphenhyphenJH_6z1hMzOFvMUU6jz6Cbq0wTkisfvGnI7Hgo8uaZeFLdIuEf9nwt-_uJSDYyDBnUVmfEBvZC6wFIgCZ1c-hJo-zIKuWZIbpCHmDDuK3X1SZRwSVFtkQ08mAkqtqJUoeRFwHcA/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><strong>The Dark Cloud...</strong>Ruby had her follow up with the cardiologist this week. We were hoping for the good news of the holes in her heart closing, but unfortunately weren't that lucky. Aside from the holes not closing, the pressures in her lungs are elevated which is causing the right side of her heart to work harder and has enlarged her heart. Ruby has had some feeding issues since birth with choking while breastfeeding. We had a swallow study done which showed she was silent aspirating milk into her lungs. A few weeks ago I had to start pumping, thickening her milk, and feeding it to her by bottle. After the cardiologist appointment, he was concerned the pressures in her lungs are due to continued aspiration. So, we spent a night in the hospital and they placed a Nasogastric tube. Ruby now recieves her meals through a tube in her nose that goes to her stomach. She doesn't seem to mind the tube, we just have to keep her grabby little baby hands away from it. The feeding is actually easier than the bottle system we were having to do as well. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixkoOrfumo6lhoru0-tWu8wyTl5prcSil4ecOMYauUL8dXLMmas6F3u8aet0ExWk-7Of7UwjreOyybIdUZUDoNzGOyyjMYE5wMKDUepKTLEOV7OwdoGPQ_t-vxUiCFM9npw2yKb6zidsQ/s1600/IMG_0149.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629823377771992594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixkoOrfumo6lhoru0-tWu8wyTl5prcSil4ecOMYauUL8dXLMmas6F3u8aet0ExWk-7Of7UwjreOyybIdUZUDoNzGOyyjMYE5wMKDUepKTLEOV7OwdoGPQ_t-vxUiCFM9npw2yKb6zidsQ/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgag0YqrpRb_IGpGoMdMyL81rpSjXosjulrdEc4s0Jz9ism-2zRscTDj2uO0j4K7AGH9TVoDpe6ZlgwBGgC-NCFQq3efeAQ-uQ3tY_BUhUEePs7jO4drp9QL6X8AX29E9ksfWW6yOvWXbk/s1600/IMG_0156.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630069486951125906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgag0YqrpRb_IGpGoMdMyL81rpSjXosjulrdEc4s0Jz9ism-2zRscTDj2uO0j4K7AGH9TVoDpe6ZlgwBGgC-NCFQq3efeAQ-uQ3tY_BUhUEePs7jO4drp9QL6X8AX29E9ksfWW6yOvWXbk/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDeibEdvOjIisyxY-jldWgc_c_EwWbHDrVRR9gHlaeHVN4xUOxVVPRjz9tG66isbkd1jWFSAhnlXmNBc9E4mmxwUL6F0Gz5nsvyTQCJOdYlQE4MCvFjDD-Rv9aWzpVFBUUZnWmts2acE0/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629823384669170962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDeibEdvOjIisyxY-jldWgc_c_EwWbHDrVRR9gHlaeHVN4xUOxVVPRjz9tG66isbkd1jWFSAhnlXmNBc9E4mmxwUL6F0Gz5nsvyTQCJOdYlQE4MCvFjDD-Rv9aWzpVFBUUZnWmts2acE0/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>We go back to the cardiologist in a few weeks and will hopefully hear that the pressures have decreased. If not, we are looking at open heart surgery in the next few months. If the pressures improve, we can hold off on surgery as long as Ruby continues to grow and stay healthy with the hopes the holes will close or for surgery when she's older. Please keep us in your thoughts and send little Ruby some good pressure dropping/hole closing vibes.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>As depressing as all this news may sound, day to day life is pretty normal. We do go to a lot of doctors and therapy appointments, but otherwise Ruby is your typical baby and the biggest threat to her life is her big sister over loving her.</div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkRBYBy29itECsV3wDFwZUmqNc2_6VjmoKPE4bdwi8eHP2dZA93dTDX2cCHBj5FvPTsJzSAYKyRZ5yv6z_M5Nsm2A70LvuJ4_2DjhuE6Oc_O-NEdY1zkOViJ91lUDuVD27tiz-oKVx_c8/s1600/IMG_0133.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629822569761358050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkRBYBy29itECsV3wDFwZUmqNc2_6VjmoKPE4bdwi8eHP2dZA93dTDX2cCHBj5FvPTsJzSAYKyRZ5yv6z_M5Nsm2A70LvuJ4_2DjhuE6Oc_O-NEdY1zkOViJ91lUDuVD27tiz-oKVx_c8/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-58340853480321985582011-05-26T13:19:00.000-07:002011-05-26T21:58:05.844-07:00The Road Less Traveled<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjVESwvT9oYULFJivFaRw9d2mY0vcEHZw3CY73u8ktM85aAvoPpyZMz8Cee0zncoDHZhEpAglKDMA-h864B5Z0g2OeL4lRWyyUDFbf-tbLZ7gUysfW1jUCctxG6-UMwyZCrwikwh5MzQ/s1600/IMG_0163.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611251567403104770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjVESwvT9oYULFJivFaRw9d2mY0vcEHZw3CY73u8ktM85aAvoPpyZMz8Cee0zncoDHZhEpAglKDMA-h864B5Z0g2OeL4lRWyyUDFbf-tbLZ7gUysfW1jUCctxG6-UMwyZCrwikwh5MzQ/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div>Sometimes we choose the path we will take in life, sometimes it chooses us. About an hour after Ruby was born, we were given the news that she may have Down Syndrome. The Midwives recognized a few markers characteristic of downs and shared their concerns with us. We spent a few days of asking ourselves, "does she or doesn't she?". At times we could see it in her eyes, other times we saw nothing. We'd talk ourselves into believing it and then convince ourselves otherwise. We took her to the pediatrician and a blood test confirmed the diagnosis 5 days later of the presence of an extra 21st chromosome. And so began our journey...and hence our new motto, "it could be worse". </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>We were sent for an echocardiogram as kids with Down's have a 40% chance of congenital heart defects. We unfortunately were given the news she was within that percentile. Ruby has 2 holes in her heart, the cardiologist is hopeful the more serious one will close on it's own, but otherwise we will just be on the watch for signs of heart failure which would then lead us to open heart surgery. The other hole isn't something we have to worry about until she's older and it can be taken care of with less invasive surgery. So, it could be worse. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>For now, we have a typical newborn who just eats, sleeps and poops. She's very cute and is a dream in comparison to our dear 2 year old Luna (who is dealing with not being the center of attention...and with the terrible 2's). We've been running through a litany of tests to see if she has one common ailment or another that tends to affect those with Down's. They are setting us up with a geneticist as well who will help guide our next steps in this whole process. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>We go through waves of grief, but remind ourselves how no future is written for any child. You can have a completely healthy and typical child who is diagnosed with Leukemia or a slew of other afflictions. We question whether we would have wanted to know this before she was born...but aside from the weight of this news brought upon us shortly after finally having our home birth we had dreamed of, we had a few days to fall in love and bond with our new daughter without any confirmed label, grief nor expectations. So although the road we are about to embark on in life with our new daughter isn't what we had expected, this road less traveled may make all the difference.</div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-13603431565877034472011-05-16T14:34:00.000-07:002011-05-26T21:48:48.437-07:00Introducing Ruby Skye<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUoMGKaVug1myeFpxmv4IT3yZ8gtoP305awjACFauw5gAwcu7OUQ2v_erq3RnkOtMTTLxXG4Z3sfH6qWr0sn48yBdA-z81odMDcZTRI1iz-EmVDE44qwrVCGkBTpEi4wiOEtR4m_sFo_s/s1600/IMG_0145.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611252314345640994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUoMGKaVug1myeFpxmv4IT3yZ8gtoP305awjACFauw5gAwcu7OUQ2v_erq3RnkOtMTTLxXG4Z3sfH6qWr0sn48yBdA-z81odMDcZTRI1iz-EmVDE44qwrVCGkBTpEi4wiOEtR4m_sFo_s/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR-s41o1pYWtrAlLnRtFq9pwV9YN3pY659MJ-vG_NY3V8NiBBlgSFwuxFn51r7b_DCkp490IX3CGe85qnZTIVwTPSQvM-b03FSbFfV4cJ_pOHd7sOdv5FfFifE-M-5_1oFjKlZh8N2eFs/s1600/IMG_0140.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607440709482687410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR-s41o1pYWtrAlLnRtFq9pwV9YN3pY659MJ-vG_NY3V8NiBBlgSFwuxFn51r7b_DCkp490IX3CGe85qnZTIVwTPSQvM-b03FSbFfV4cJ_pOHd7sOdv5FfFifE-M-5_1oFjKlZh8N2eFs/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>Please join us in welcoming Ruby Skye into this world. She was born at home on Saturday, May 14th at 2:33pm after 7 hours of labor, weighing in at 6 lbs 10 oz and 19.5 inches long. We had been anxiously anticipating her arrival each night, making sure everything was in place and we were prepped before going to bed. I love that the world always reminds you that you're not in charge of things, therefore commencing my labor in the morning instead of my aforementioned prepped-and-ready-to-go evening. I had my first contraction and water breaking at ~7:30am at about 20 minutes apart. We started getting the birthtub setup and everything in place, but quickly realized the difficulty we were having with dear little Luna running around bored. My brother-in-law rescued Luna of boredome and allowed us to continue our preparations. By 11:30am I was ~5 minutes apart and the midwives arrived. I had been laboring sitting on the birth ball with fears of getting up to move as it always brought a cascade of contractions. I was so thankful for the birthtub this time as well. We had one last time but our hot water heater was insufficient to fill it and I wasn't able to get in until I had already been pushing. I crawled in sometime after noon as the contractions got stronger and closer together and didn't get back out until after she was born.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBmk3qcITk5c-J3B0TkBk0j3bmHsTb0UEaXXnwobyqU_I30XuW7cY0URfxoiLCpUs3g78aIeLTo-BPwnxSvXPLI0GLCCLyDvy7xspBe_33p7LNFOoHRWhoSW_1RGbkzAg2tSDgGAnOy4/s1600/IMG_0101.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607440704845914066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBmk3qcITk5c-J3B0TkBk0j3bmHsTb0UEaXXnwobyqU_I30XuW7cY0URfxoiLCpUs3g78aIeLTo-BPwnxSvXPLI0GLCCLyDvy7xspBe_33p7LNFOoHRWhoSW_1RGbkzAg2tSDgGAnOy4/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" /></a><br />From then on it was a blur. I wasn't checked for progress at anytime durng pregnancy or labor, which was a blessing as there were no expectations of how long things would take or when I should push...we just relied on nature and trusting in myself to know what my body needed to do. The midwives were great in that way as well, anytime I asked how or when I should do something, they just told me to push/breath/move however I needed and whenever I needed. It was really just me with Gig there to lean on and grip all the blood out of his legs with my hands during contractions. It was intense (read: painful), but I did it. I never got to feel Luna being birthed because of being transferred to the hospital and having an epidural. I can say it was the most painful thing I've ever done, but amazing that the pain is over and all your hardwork paid off instantly. Ruby is healthy and sleeping ALOT and being held non-stop. Luna is trying to be helpful by covering up Ruby (including her head), and getting her pillows and books. Needless to say, we can't leave either of them out of our sight!</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1G5oNyWTKuNlc07iFSX1NodQLh7HO-s0Ho156MKyCQCaH5EVfTD9ra1ZiCA7xsxDjYpu4XuZUcQtyZrr93NSrUg7sEG7auijTFy_g_fKSbcI_UCg8Ka5ORNlUXH3oH4W9fc_ixLmQ7w/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611252317526441874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1G5oNyWTKuNlc07iFSX1NodQLh7HO-s0Ho156MKyCQCaH5EVfTD9ra1ZiCA7xsxDjYpu4XuZUcQtyZrr93NSrUg7sEG7auijTFy_g_fKSbcI_UCg8Ka5ORNlUXH3oH4W9fc_ixLmQ7w/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div>When I look back at Luna's labor, it was such a different experience. I remember being told I was fully dilated and so I started to push. I now know I never really felt that physical urge to push which is what exhausted me so much last time and resulted in going to the hospital. I was very nauseaous last labor as well, I don't know how many times we wrote "vomited" on the labor record. We were prepared with a bucket this time, and luckily never had to use it! I was thankful for the overall short labor, considering my second stage labor with Luna was ~7 hours in itself. We finally got our homebirth though, and were thankful for the opportunity and the support of our midwives. We are all healthy, happy and at home. </div></div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-21235890739374924112011-05-13T19:43:00.000-07:002011-05-13T21:00:30.119-07:00In celebration of the belly<div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD3FQh64ElOn3S9pkADKAv3_nyDxcbLjbNrYEkqq-WTLcAbmPxFejWPX63x7C2gE0h7Qh7hECFYuEvsGlUqxpoPIZlu3oYSKwzL3Va2TsBEYqDzS4MUaepzaLiQpGdujvQPw0m_Lol7Dk/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399890646688530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD3FQh64ElOn3S9pkADKAv3_nyDxcbLjbNrYEkqq-WTLcAbmPxFejWPX63x7C2gE0h7Qh7hECFYuEvsGlUqxpoPIZlu3oYSKwzL3Va2TsBEYqDzS4MUaepzaLiQpGdujvQPw0m_Lol7Dk/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div>When I was pregnant with Luna we spent a lot of time celebrating the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Buddha</span> belly. Little did Gig know he had a thing for pregnant chicks. He is excited for the arrival of Ruby, but also grieving the imminent loss of the belly (which won't be reappearing in my lifetime). With Luna, we did a belly cast, painted my belly and took pictures, had professional maternity pictures done, and photographed each month of my ever growing belly. This pregnancy, ummm...we took about 3 pictures of my belly. So, in my state of nesting I decided I should do some of the aforementioned rituals, not so much for us, but solely so Ruby isn't wondering if she's adopted since there is hardly record of her time in my belly. We did a whirlwind bellycast while Luna napped the other day, and a quick photo shoot the other night. Here are a few of the results:</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga2DqiAoCbTVg-v5aDYzE4XAFh4wmEKAiVsc-4ZiEkn9kexBjGZVzQ6o8RYjH860oSqjeh584i_XWO0xTjQ1YVpo2iLi8tk4olJLxZ6ppoCsHBi18lnS9cJo5gAM9Aqcg_UE82h91JnrQ/s1600/IMG_0084.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399900866262002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga2DqiAoCbTVg-v5aDYzE4XAFh4wmEKAiVsc-4ZiEkn9kexBjGZVzQ6o8RYjH860oSqjeh584i_XWO0xTjQ1YVpo2iLi8tk4olJLxZ6ppoCsHBi18lnS9cJo5gAM9Aqcg_UE82h91JnrQ/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz7elf9PUbb8e6mMKbfMAG6TlLlx0GG5OgqE6jmanrdVMf5arWjGGCwA3fT_PAy2VSGxpTFeNz9y832du6Xs3o-kikQd65RJ6NpgOCE7j1jO3yjX3QUBOVI2QiXyZJBHG6pg9a9MHDntQ/s1600/IMG_0065.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399907576608258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz7elf9PUbb8e6mMKbfMAG6TlLlx0GG5OgqE6jmanrdVMf5arWjGGCwA3fT_PAy2VSGxpTFeNz9y832du6Xs3o-kikQd65RJ6NpgOCE7j1jO3yjX3QUBOVI2QiXyZJBHG6pg9a9MHDntQ/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8QFFuppJztM3G11cY8DDCRRqn0nEdjWlD0gqUb8KjJGrCCcZ_nL7L1vl7NbPsSx2cJsWGynNveM4NBj4iQqX6UQeO-KI9zoZWTcap45g7LQmBaXxoP-o9ZH13uIQmiTT3xLyXlwkDJs0/s1600/IMG_0072.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606399903176581186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8QFFuppJztM3G11cY8DDCRRqn0nEdjWlD0gqUb8KjJGrCCcZ_nL7L1vl7NbPsSx2cJsWGynNveM4NBj4iQqX6UQeO-KI9zoZWTcap45g7LQmBaXxoP-o9ZH13uIQmiTT3xLyXlwkDJs0/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><br />We've been spending wonderful family time at the park this past week off work. Here are a few of my favorite pictures:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl3fs0H2Kh_F_LRCjpHmbUeloBl1A0pFriVV9uFIDnPiaiE89jQFaJMENGzrlmLe3ZdigSWDgBDQfRdUzXDBlx-td-yDcVi2MoXHzr_d4OPNpGac_CE6BEqs7DkBgN6EXh7lRjvlPYL1U/s1600/IMG_0056.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606401225865092386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl3fs0H2Kh_F_LRCjpHmbUeloBl1A0pFriVV9uFIDnPiaiE89jQFaJMENGzrlmLe3ZdigSWDgBDQfRdUzXDBlx-td-yDcVi2MoXHzr_d4OPNpGac_CE6BEqs7DkBgN6EXh7lRjvlPYL1U/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUxamS3n_cqEx01s9NmzDKlHRMnUZ-CHvR8cIPw8s9mYIH5zhpja11kLBgF3lWNYlUF3U5Ux4MKakGk1Lj9KGHEFXYjNXt2Nmc9SpzBf9QvWEZBhCAkOVCgNzUOpYzarKjOlMx1rfFdU/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606401246652772946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUxamS3n_cqEx01s9NmzDKlHRMnUZ-CHvR8cIPw8s9mYIH5zhpja11kLBgF3lWNYlUF3U5Ux4MKakGk1Lj9KGHEFXYjNXt2Nmc9SpzBf9QvWEZBhCAkOVCgNzUOpYzarKjOlMx1rfFdU/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjsq6rZI9-zGUp8uDR0dc4Nk_DU-tO7K8t33EcHz1Ns0gWLsgVMnWiF0_k92tsmCmt_hrL3REKcKY9zlA6jfok5K9g3_gsFfB4OC3lDyMBfiHwRALrS4okfUkLrXoeNj6iHeqtssJULOA/s1600/IMG_0046.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606401239207975330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjsq6rZI9-zGUp8uDR0dc4Nk_DU-tO7K8t33EcHz1Ns0gWLsgVMnWiF0_k92tsmCmt_hrL3REKcKY9zlA6jfok5K9g3_gsFfB4OC3lDyMBfiHwRALrS4okfUkLrXoeNj6iHeqtssJULOA/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" /></a><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606401235350055954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgmDy50l2cB31glDkqzIANelJG2Qo870bfWg3RilHF9CxcqhFFepGZm8rippNSNODY83N3GuDl6nS7gbBgqJmrq_toJe8cZFcq1KPGhWtqeNx3knn7B1obPEZckwpMOExUkNXFzICMyYU/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" /></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Thankful for the relaxing time I've had with my little family before it grows...</div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-22241910678198707232011-05-08T22:26:00.000-07:002011-06-03T12:53:20.665-07:00The waiting gameI'm 39 weeks and 2 days pregnant...just waiting for the green light. I took off work mid-last week for some relaxation and prepping before baby comes. Lets just hope she's not overdue or there goes all my paid time off. We have decided to have a home birth which we wanted all along but insurance wasn't allowing it. We continued to be disenchanted with the midwife experience through the OB's office and just took matters into our own hands and decided to pay out of pocket. We're late in the game so the cost is quite a bit less, and we worked to get it down a little further. Gotta love that! When was the last time you bargained with a doctors office? Exactly! I love the realness involved with working with midwives, you actually have a say in your healthcare and payment rather than feeling directed and trapped by mainstream doctors/insurance. So, we've been prepping the house and tryng to keep things in order although Luna has different ideas. We know from last time you have to be prepared for anything, including driving to the hospital after pushing for over 3 hours. We're hoping things go smoother this time and we get to welcome Ruby into the world at home. Here's a most recent picture of the big buddha belly at 38 weeks.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif6z8DrFjnyjanrGHtF4AINztiTFfNABX0pMVkeLkIWEZ2cWktSZKMnpnDzVRKDTZBnv1U4Wf_DqBk7QUxOsZ23hfWvZtoKMXeMe2HN8NALo_1APKPRPREufzeQGr3mLAmZuI-UuS_i1k/s1600/IMG_0026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604585621865099394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif6z8DrFjnyjanrGHtF4AINztiTFfNABX0pMVkeLkIWEZ2cWktSZKMnpnDzVRKDTZBnv1U4Wf_DqBk7QUxOsZ23hfWvZtoKMXeMe2HN8NALo_1APKPRPREufzeQGr3mLAmZuI-UuS_i1k/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div>And working in our new garden beds, hoping shoveling will bring labor early. Trying to get the gardens and starts all planted before Ruby arrives. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigoJn7f7_WFY_3JbYcDfQMA2aBTq80sWwc7czXI4FzBMqXGzL2WWhwngwA6MKXVSMP6cNJVFH4cJ8K8bAocoDC-rsQZkOh8gbz0kgSJl15HF53svTK7i_UzkxGZVCDzUwnjPiwxO8V0s8/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604587567795128434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigoJn7f7_WFY_3JbYcDfQMA2aBTq80sWwc7czXI4FzBMqXGzL2WWhwngwA6MKXVSMP6cNJVFH4cJ8K8bAocoDC-rsQZkOh8gbz0kgSJl15HF53svTK7i_UzkxGZVCDzUwnjPiwxO8V0s8/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br />New additions to the family as well...2 baby chicks. A Rhode Island Red and a Gold Sex Link.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhlv0E-GChCySLOkq625vtPhUkyRheVOmCAPSPUsLPBs2EAnz3Pi5fDv8xjcZPugAntsSbfHgqOZZqYc576tKdrRkIdwuXuf60w9fHPxZ3Hn2Gda_MQ_pzh5V0qbqZhhIgbVlfVyfHoc/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604587213452819074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhlv0E-GChCySLOkq625vtPhUkyRheVOmCAPSPUsLPBs2EAnz3Pi5fDv8xjcZPugAntsSbfHgqOZZqYc576tKdrRkIdwuXuf60w9fHPxZ3Hn2Gda_MQ_pzh5V0qbqZhhIgbVlfVyfHoc/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" /></a> </div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-37788902269239215622011-02-12T15:02:00.000-08:002011-02-12T17:31:25.866-08:00Crafty Mama<div align="left">I've been wanting a kitchen for Luna for some time. The thing is, we hate plastic and most wooden ones are above my price preference. I follow a few craft blogs and got the idea to make one myself. I searched Value Village and the Re-store and found these treasures... </div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUvygUXKvRzwidhwDnBxyJOG-fbgzHmmR-mr7G0vulS_ybOjQFCBLvpA3SvaMMAKx3E3fnLrYWoaBO_xD99ukgRskEcopQhGK4Z8s0qbBmDISNtm4D1ZLwc9YMGuPebThnGUsGzYCwqSM/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572945712388682690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUvygUXKvRzwidhwDnBxyJOG-fbgzHmmR-mr7G0vulS_ybOjQFCBLvpA3SvaMMAKx3E3fnLrYWoaBO_xD99ukgRskEcopQhGK4Z8s0qbBmDISNtm4D1ZLwc9YMGuPebThnGUsGzYCwqSM/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="left">With Gig's help, I turned them into this treasure. Luna loves it! We're still not finished, need to add a faucet and sink knobs as well as burners. I found play food at Goodwill and stocked her cupboard. Among her specialities, Luna likes to make jalapeno and lettuce tea for us. I think this kitchen will provide years of imaginative play for both Luna and Ruby. Plus, it looks pretty good in our dining room.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVEgrmBsStrFrC1HOMdm1PB19NiG33PEiDTsBgAvV70BK5zwDiKxKRpYs5QcRgfs3XJxMWrOOh0BL_zfWesWwjcX6215fW81g82YLboUhuH-UJDQwVPC7F8ynsf5V3lNKsU5buKEZxXZg/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572945708202545170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVEgrmBsStrFrC1HOMdm1PB19NiG33PEiDTsBgAvV70BK5zwDiKxKRpYs5QcRgfs3XJxMWrOOh0BL_zfWesWwjcX6215fW81g82YLboUhuH-UJDQwVPC7F8ynsf5V3lNKsU5buKEZxXZg/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" /></a>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-57022393743837649502011-02-12T14:24:00.000-08:002011-02-12T15:00:22.743-08:00Happy Birthday Baby...Luna is 2!We celebrated Luna's 2nd birthday today with a small Elmo themed party. She is becoming such a little lady, full of energy and spunk (read: defiance). She is talking up a storm, with 3-4 word sentences and coming up with 3-5 new words a day. We celebrated today with a pancake brunch and Elmo cake. Gig made an Elmo bean bag toss board and I sewed up bean bags of Elmo, Cookie Monster and Oscar the Grouch as party favors. At the last minute last night I whipped up birthday hats as well. Throughout the day today I've been thinking of what I was doing 2 years ago today. As I write this it's 2:45 pm, we would have just been heading to the hospital after having pushed unsuccessfully at home for over 3 hours. I was exhausted and had given up any plans of a home birth at that point when I couldn't handle the pain nor find the energy to push any more. The midwives had seen Luna's dark hair already but she was stuck. Imagine having to get dressed at that point and hop into a car! It took another 4 hours at the hospital until we welcomed her into this world around 7:20 pm. I didn't think about this as much last year on her 1st birthday. Maybe having another one due in 13 short weeks is stirring up some emotions (i.e. fear and excitement all in one). <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjksOWF_bKPfdMX-jEC-XMQPARYVJ9kpR_1UqmWgGM-1t2JC5ly1jBRjHjao5STUfjLKJyFZQ44xb2M-V-TW_hIEc_xCW97NqvoV_nuWgBIS_OnsGJeUfgFFQKGtfoM11GBGAPdRfLFq8/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572936999323668194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjksOWF_bKPfdMX-jEC-XMQPARYVJ9kpR_1UqmWgGM-1t2JC5ly1jBRjHjao5STUfjLKJyFZQ44xb2M-V-TW_hIEc_xCW97NqvoV_nuWgBIS_OnsGJeUfgFFQKGtfoM11GBGAPdRfLFq8/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxlmAcx1JYDIaVoXxpp4a6ZzXZT2KhHxnuWRkCKts8XBLewI96-n9E6eS0z7xzS04oDeEFZLVwrXxh7zX6bD_celZznvjXCyb9RWiMYtnKqUx-fzD-ZOJ6bgG0yIVbQx311SIcW6hbiB8/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572937013018752834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxlmAcx1JYDIaVoXxpp4a6ZzXZT2KhHxnuWRkCKts8XBLewI96-n9E6eS0z7xzS04oDeEFZLVwrXxh7zX6bD_celZznvjXCyb9RWiMYtnKqUx-fzD-ZOJ6bgG0yIVbQx311SIcW6hbiB8/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLivdE4gE0KVfY4ZojoNMgtKHvML7nqQOFicSAyH8daE2XcqW4lxjnW610kyS6Qh3ugNIe-tdcw4KEVxlM_BWZudzZ5NlAL_Fvf1uRAjrwxhsYUzAMd0sCnXUGhxFwRzqZUNS_QwihAM/s1600/IMG_0009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572937015634531474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLivdE4gE0KVfY4ZojoNMgtKHvML7nqQOFicSAyH8daE2XcqW4lxjnW610kyS6Qh3ugNIe-tdcw4KEVxlM_BWZudzZ5NlAL_Fvf1uRAjrwxhsYUzAMd0sCnXUGhxFwRzqZUNS_QwihAM/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDgxqnDChdl1dxl__v5D-jtOmb5Lo_vrjHlee9BRgbCJAf8PMeoE_zjRJD3lMNdOitjrZZWY9CDMf6IhWP6Nu7HlVFYF6pe9jkXw3IfaceR_Z_bHmtm1iamp2lD8JqD7owrAM-_51wQpM/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572936987568647762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDgxqnDChdl1dxl__v5D-jtOmb5Lo_vrjHlee9BRgbCJAf8PMeoE_zjRJD3lMNdOitjrZZWY9CDMf6IhWP6Nu7HlVFYF6pe9jkXw3IfaceR_Z_bHmtm1iamp2lD8JqD7owrAM-_51wQpM/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" /></a></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-6174255571406746382011-02-12T14:07:00.001-08:002011-02-12T14:24:53.054-08:00Vacation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjld4YhiBHG9xDFGP0GSjePNjBE6RhhtXZG1eNB3Q5_UHOPV9GcVj7cOvHIaAICAedkW6mKfEXFL1sU37oFuJskNLbHJTsQv0j8iQZVgAwI4dOCHGRJjx_vGHRCgff_RmKMEBHztsqER8E/s1600/IMG_0012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572930365196789922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjld4YhiBHG9xDFGP0GSjePNjBE6RhhtXZG1eNB3Q5_UHOPV9GcVj7cOvHIaAICAedkW6mKfEXFL1sU37oFuJskNLbHJTsQv0j8iQZVgAwI4dOCHGRJjx_vGHRCgff_RmKMEBHztsqER8E/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" /></a><br />Before we got preggo, we were planning a 2 week Mexico vacation, but decided we should save my vacation days for maternity leave instead. So, we went to Winthrop for 5 days...not Mexico, but wonderful none the less. We rented a ski sled for Luna and spent 4 days cross country skiing. We had a great time and Luna tolerated the sled well enough to allow for a few hours out at a time as long as we promised hot cocoa at the end. We've always loved Winthrop in the summer but this was our first time over in the winter. It will be a yearly occurance now. The skiing there is beautiful with miles upon miles of trails. We just sprung for our own ski sled on craigslist too!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgngmubfDndKGPxjYdli_RlJyvFsaFA7soPGicOyCOr6SbS0toS7u_SDTQKeJ69AaTbiDDWYU2GIoGih1HtMwRf-AeqM49iXrepHRzJBI5WNHtYQ_jSbE0EMnvx7nHxGOg5vr7xwrwnlkk/s1600/IMG_0006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572930355236803474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgngmubfDndKGPxjYdli_RlJyvFsaFA7soPGicOyCOr6SbS0toS7u_SDTQKeJ69AaTbiDDWYU2GIoGih1HtMwRf-AeqM49iXrepHRzJBI5WNHtYQ_jSbE0EMnvx7nHxGOg5vr7xwrwnlkk/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Q-kUGp5GZ1Kuo7XcEP8Asi4a4EEz4l4V0MkZCSTbAY96BV-KtSYIDaHmy1eD3ZfOtPkERjR2yC9otuRU5jPb8GPdPoo-7xZn5cNkrMh_NplQiX4OSEEPvjFBT0Vj1JQS1SvMad4RIEU/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572930359835372146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Q-kUGp5GZ1Kuo7XcEP8Asi4a4EEz4l4V0MkZCSTbAY96BV-KtSYIDaHmy1eD3ZfOtPkERjR2yC9otuRU5jPb8GPdPoo-7xZn5cNkrMh_NplQiX4OSEEPvjFBT0Vj1JQS1SvMad4RIEU/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA6NSW35x3eU-IxWZQaVADw9aALZ43VMqoINSRBbTFC4Ldy6KR5VZ7VKnsxCb7aXbyfaJTYTAl8MqAfcj7oc2zhT069cIEiP421Z3CFpS3GAk3KVwvzKr15UkG228Yu1bI7li1XEfl2MU/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572930368253361970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA6NSW35x3eU-IxWZQaVADw9aALZ43VMqoINSRBbTFC4Ldy6KR5VZ7VKnsxCb7aXbyfaJTYTAl8MqAfcj7oc2zhT069cIEiP421Z3CFpS3GAk3KVwvzKr15UkG228Yu1bI7li1XEfl2MU/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL5Jt7wfaN5C1HlxqTEbM6f42AZRJar_55oo1GW2HF2XvO688pZmVwIhJKkn2iW6MmyosfUNF20ftBTCN9ST7LwotwcRe4p0dHpT5QtzW74ekT3BAJsNBI59ktSZLHaVwZVQowZVSEhF8/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572930374001179986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL5Jt7wfaN5C1HlxqTEbM6f42AZRJar_55oo1GW2HF2XvO688pZmVwIhJKkn2iW6MmyosfUNF20ftBTCN9ST7LwotwcRe4p0dHpT5QtzW74ekT3BAJsNBI59ktSZLHaVwZVQowZVSEhF8/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" /></a>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-58698966564567363892011-02-10T20:10:00.001-08:002011-02-12T14:07:23.966-08:00Buddha Belly<div>The belly just keeps growing. Just starting my 3rd trimester, can't believe how fast it's gone by. If you haven't heard by now, it's a girl. Her name is Ruby Skye. Luna loves to kiss my belly and say, "Oh baby Ruby, hi baby Ruby, soft baby" as she digs her head into my belly to cuddle. I think Luna will enjoy being a big sister. It's interesting how much time I had before to just BE pregnant. Between work and motherhood, it doesn't leave a lot of time for lounging. I'm due May 14th. I have a feeling parenting a newborn and a toddler will be chaotic, tiring, and wonderful, all wrapped up in one. Here's a picture of the ever growing buddha belly from 26 weeks. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVi7Bd6AjiIIefGqvQ93ykHhZgyuxqodpIPVKFdk_T218NMSKt2w6zAczJfPt_eFE3xAunjAPQxO3UZuea312d2GyqqG074daALfOnPkYqRjOguxZOCutjwJvFixD4xxD56aAXi4h4qp8/s1600/IMG_0025_1_1.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572927839457527970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVi7Bd6AjiIIefGqvQ93ykHhZgyuxqodpIPVKFdk_T218NMSKt2w6zAczJfPt_eFE3xAunjAPQxO3UZuea312d2GyqqG074daALfOnPkYqRjOguxZOCutjwJvFixD4xxD56aAXi4h4qp8/s320/IMG_0025_1_1.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-81814150954809009912010-11-26T17:41:00.001-08:002010-11-26T17:44:49.108-08:00R.I.P. Whitey...and thanks for dinner!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2A1d-0fV4E0OhQ7uDJMUfCqIAJpMqal678EcsT-YuVe-1DQ323I2yQnkXDfnHg9Dh5MMyeT3wcXJQ5KRoLSeZsvG4RTD4Sz3p1GeBz-m5Z4ZLhEE6FVJ1u_2EwRZ11Y6V2eBaNyjMxzA/s1600/IMG_0066.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544039332383237954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2A1d-0fV4E0OhQ7uDJMUfCqIAJpMqal678EcsT-YuVe-1DQ323I2yQnkXDfnHg9Dh5MMyeT3wcXJQ5KRoLSeZsvG4RTD4Sz3p1GeBz-m5Z4ZLhEE6FVJ1u_2EwRZ11Y6V2eBaNyjMxzA/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Tough in both spirit and texture (have you eaten rooster?) Whitey met his inevitable fate back in September. It didn't go as smoothly as planned, but he cooked up real nice in a Posole soup and the neighborhood has been sleeping soundly at 4:30am again. Sorry to see you go...</div><br /><div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-55639200347401104812010-11-26T16:40:00.000-08:002010-11-26T18:01:46.864-08:00Cuteness<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCfntIBiWERLxyCPm0B4fNTRNCRtB7ZalmCdjIyHHMtbn8DnhJAzWdePiGERtVOzR0JC05DZ55MninnKMEsYlW0fbE3gb3f1rTtNCB_r_IV_zV9g31VNieOkVtw8jpYruHTUYd94grIk/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544042244586131890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCfntIBiWERLxyCPm0B4fNTRNCRtB7ZalmCdjIyHHMtbn8DnhJAzWdePiGERtVOzR0JC05DZ55MninnKMEsYlW0fbE3gb3f1rTtNCB_r_IV_zV9g31VNieOkVtw8jpYruHTUYd94grIk/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" /></a> <em>Snowboarder girl</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoNQl12NqQwt1rmucUhb4tlns3QMrQLlc8amwDZFt3xGzAyHzQ1xEOS468Qy6SUiW8Ie1AXEzhJmNm3zAsObIcy37tIoUN4j30AGUI0JA0k1H7h2HP_9BXybBvWqVtPCq3T67har1jpH8/s1600/IMG_0050.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544042235236448994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoNQl12NqQwt1rmucUhb4tlns3QMrQLlc8amwDZFt3xGzAyHzQ1xEOS468Qy6SUiW8Ie1AXEzhJmNm3zAsObIcy37tIoUN4j30AGUI0JA0k1H7h2HP_9BXybBvWqVtPCq3T67har1jpH8/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" /></a><em>Biking with Dad<br /></em><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdWjFcs-Al1Ex0pb_mYj2imTAc5rdGBEvgc1TrjmM4RWi7kdkURggU2XMrFgL_L56LP-_kY0u8HuYbA_IahwLIa_9l7064JjaQc0xrcm7PrpvzyaDM2T1P8rVabcDsNjPFT5ToTCtAzLo/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544042232202520466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdWjFcs-Al1Ex0pb_mYj2imTAc5rdGBEvgc1TrjmM4RWi7kdkURggU2XMrFgL_L56LP-_kY0u8HuYbA_IahwLIa_9l7064JjaQc0xrcm7PrpvzyaDM2T1P8rVabcDsNjPFT5ToTCtAzLo/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" /></a> <em>Country Girl</em><em><br /></div></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir66Nxt34funSb_s0bF0Urm53KL9cYNWoBmDv6mA4uTTUdG903vYjvhKx_u0lKHHFsBTAuNNq-zx8qi9i1USw8xTNX1Loy2KHJbX-vSX7oj_P_1Q1mhW5_yDu6P2t69tCIbj5NRFK3ipU/s1600/IMG_0006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544041757228257778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir66Nxt34funSb_s0bF0Urm53KL9cYNWoBmDv6mA4uTTUdG903vYjvhKx_u0lKHHFsBTAuNNq-zx8qi9i1USw8xTNX1Loy2KHJbX-vSX7oj_P_1Q1mhW5_yDu6P2t69tCIbj5NRFK3ipU/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" /></a><em>Mid-hike diaper change<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2s96uvy7ztz5FjIl6eOkrbkp4umg0OIKi1Xr0TlowLMKDypdw6gG3LnIh6i-6VbGcVxqzqCncl0DRm3Id2v40tJ3B7TsrZCnhj-SMvlknwYUmlOxxV96rq-dfz1BpDsdjNYbI4Wbjz0c/s1600/IMG_0042.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544041202879257042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2s96uvy7ztz5FjIl6eOkrbkp4umg0OIKi1Xr0TlowLMKDypdw6gG3LnIh6i-6VbGcVxqzqCncl0DRm3Id2v40tJ3B7TsrZCnhj-SMvlknwYUmlOxxV96rq-dfz1BpDsdjNYbI4Wbjz0c/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" /></a> <em>Cute as a pumpkin</em><em><br /></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiidSzE_7u_VNibf1cgagLKY1kDypNWYEpIrf2Izze3cvsfd4LtuxZ9Lkfb2YGA2q7G2_KNwwQ7q1lioR3nvR1zppJjqf-9p_Q-nASfEvkV5m6ccMNbcVyAuKttLho1e8eHuDHoIeqXmSo/s1600/IMG_0044.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544024752069820738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiidSzE_7u_VNibf1cgagLKY1kDypNWYEpIrf2Izze3cvsfd4LtuxZ9Lkfb2YGA2q7G2_KNwwQ7q1lioR3nvR1zppJjqf-9p_Q-nASfEvkV5m6ccMNbcVyAuKttLho1e8eHuDHoIeqXmSo/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" /></a> <em>Mom made BumbleBee costume </em></div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-45121478778840999632010-11-26T16:22:00.000-08:002010-11-26T17:38:21.786-08:00The Schlich Family Five?!It's about time to share the news, if you haven't already heard...We are expecting a new addition to the family around May 14<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>. I'm 16 weeks pregnant now, we have our first ultrasound in a few weeks and will find out the sex. Although we're open to whatever mother nature provides us, Gig is definitely hoping for a boy. He's surrounded by Luna, Tinker and I, as well as 5 hens. He's feeling the need for more testosterone in the family. It's amazing how much sooner I've started to show this time around than with Luna. We have a midwife, unfortunately my insurance will only cover a hospital birth, but the midwife has hospital <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">privileges</span>. We started out with one midwife who I didn't feel great about, but last week we met her partner and really liked her, so we switched. Luna likes to point to my belly and say "baby". It'll be fun to see how she reacts as my belly grows larger. We'll keep you updated!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnuDpooHlZs8nLmEoVdX2NmJn7Y3B6jMjjuo_P0JqFBngv4zu-3H6O6Gz7b-eud7hb-ChNL87ADbuTyTr-EsEcdjUZQ_gi8gr7BOW7YLspHzVtcfD463hwW7MWdGEgHXgI8hPS7Y_3rw/s1600/IMG_0037.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544037459450286802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnuDpooHlZs8nLmEoVdX2NmJn7Y3B6jMjjuo_P0JqFBngv4zu-3H6O6Gz7b-eud7hb-ChNL87ADbuTyTr-EsEcdjUZQ_gi8gr7BOW7YLspHzVtcfD463hwW7MWdGEgHXgI8hPS7Y_3rw/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" /></a></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-89171280620785001012010-08-30T20:32:00.001-07:002010-08-30T21:11:15.978-07:00Judgements<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjys1oD0dyH5XhafQ1hwAYrJ7uxspE7fs1Druuhy8CRIf1xYHqfk2nFI0R0QWXxFMOFTns0KN1u2UHi0dH9pwbMJkrBr22MES40zttTvPpH52IjaLNuoW5BflI8iCO6wSAPNo_Namr3sUY/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511421172798844674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjys1oD0dyH5XhafQ1hwAYrJ7uxspE7fs1Druuhy8CRIf1xYHqfk2nFI0R0QWXxFMOFTns0KN1u2UHi0dH9pwbMJkrBr22MES40zttTvPpH52IjaLNuoW5BflI8iCO6wSAPNo_Namr3sUY/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" /></a><br /><div> I'm human...and judgemental. There have been a few occasions lately where I have judged a book by it's cover and have been pleasantly reminded of my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">erroneous</span> ways. One such <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">occurrence</span> took place the other day as I was heading to the park. Luna decided not to take her morning nap, so I threw her in the car (not literally, but I felt like it at the time) to go to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Manito</span> Park. She fell asleep just as I arrived, such is the fate of parenthood, so I stopped by a bakery a neighbor told us about. As I parked <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">out front</span> a woman exited her car looking as if she thought she was in LA instead of Spokane. She was an attractive older woman with a mini-dress on and high heels, way out of my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bellingham</span>-tennis shoe-loving league. I judged. <em>What is she wearing? Who does she think she is? Come on...this is Spokane!</em> I ran inside to buy a coffee while keeping an eye on the car to make sure no one kidnapped Luna. The woman asked if I was in line, I told her my situation and she asked what car was mine and directed her 11 year old to sit outside and watch my child/car until I got back. How amazingly nice! She told me she had 3 kids and understood the situation completely. What a wonderful smack in the face. Aside from the lesson learned, it also reminds me of the fact that it takes a village. We are all in the same boat and could all use a helping hand once and awhile. Gig is reading a book about sex that read about in Savage Love in The Stranger (how I miss drinking margaritas at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Casa</span> Que <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pasa</span> while reading The Stranger). At this point he would quickly correct me by saying that it's about community, not sex..but the word sex is actually in the title. Anyhow, he is feeling like he lacks community. The book discusses how when we were hunter/gatherers, people relied on one another, they lacked the sense of ownership of their things, their woman, their land. With agriculture came a more distant society, you owned your land, your children, your women, your tractor. Their was less of a community and more of a sense of fending for yourself. I believe the American culture continues to further this sense of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">separatism</span>. We were trying to define our own community which is sorely lacking. We have a few neighbors that I feel watch out for us and we trade goodies over the fence (salmon from Anne Marie, Tortillas from Dan....yep, they get zucchini in return). I feel a true sense of family with my dear friend <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Steph</span>, but she's in Vermont. Gig and I do tend to keep to ourselves, we have always enjoyed a few good friends than a slew of acquaintances, but do we have community? We've never seen ourselves as having many friends, but I remember how in awe I was after having Luna and people came out of the woodwork to provide us with meals and a helping hand. I don't think a community has to be dear friends, I just think it requires a mutual concern for humankind. Once again, "it takes a village". I am hoping to foster this kind of community here in Spokane. Oh, cute pictures from the park:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5BnDVMFEFAwLEoB7NJJDYzihEg1XLmgXGw7ZqsGzRxWSs63rhQELdQxg63DALOQDhnbmaK1wsrpTgOm4nEjOHgWUQ-jl_COYTmhn1KTVk3grRhzAanPLzUr4da5Fc32nXFmlIsOJSkas/s1600/IMG_0024.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511421166766157298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5BnDVMFEFAwLEoB7NJJDYzihEg1XLmgXGw7ZqsGzRxWSs63rhQELdQxg63DALOQDhnbmaK1wsrpTgOm4nEjOHgWUQ-jl_COYTmhn1KTVk3grRhzAanPLzUr4da5Fc32nXFmlIsOJSkas/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUZdNGxBH-yglv0FyQX5_6MCl5XTSIQ52CX2IDzJh_U6Vw1Dfd8cMzHyvPZWqQ8jqldWakVLg7zLeUXkgFlGCfP-lVGFAS_61sLw_gRolnifmDkSbpCfzU0VmsAKclEqkAEZqnRaowjr0/s1600/IMG_0034.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511421184730835170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUZdNGxBH-yglv0FyQX5_6MCl5XTSIQ52CX2IDzJh_U6Vw1Dfd8cMzHyvPZWqQ8jqldWakVLg7zLeUXkgFlGCfP-lVGFAS_61sLw_gRolnifmDkSbpCfzU0VmsAKclEqkAEZqnRaowjr0/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-88786877287890769282010-08-27T22:01:00.000-07:002010-09-11T18:52:27.677-07:00Home grown<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaPYap8fsJA_7m3YqarO7g4tHTWunYC_rcYzf8-_5DhoXTGTKiE-mbwU1ze3Poqk-najNuE0PCYSGMxh2chme-2HHK60-rEBDjXAexYhF2Js_xe1ycfmYCjE9Z_zGlZkUvrU4Kb1X2DQ/s1600/IMG_0061.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511410575853122674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaPYap8fsJA_7m3YqarO7g4tHTWunYC_rcYzf8-_5DhoXTGTKiE-mbwU1ze3Poqk-najNuE0PCYSGMxh2chme-2HHK60-rEBDjXAexYhF2Js_xe1ycfmYCjE9Z_zGlZkUvrU4Kb1X2DQ/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" /></a><br /><br />In case you didn't know, I have dreams of growing most all of my own food. We've had quite a few dinners this summer made entirely from our own veg<img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" />gies and eggs...potato, bean, zucchini salad; last night was potato crusted quiche with sauteed kale and chard on the side. Yum! I wonder sometimes about the superfluousness of cooking it all into some extravagent feast that I spend an hour making and 5 minutes eating (if that, because I eat far too fast). Helen and Scott Nearing (read: The Good Life) just threw the veggies on the table whole instead of mixing them into a salad. Time and energy saved..and it's all the same to your stomach in the long run. Luna and I just harvested a few pounds of red potatoes, as well as the neverending piles of zucchini. I've had the misfortune of a virus in the garden this year which limited the number of pole beans and snap peas, as well as my tomatoes are rotting on the bottom. It's so disappointing. Gardening is pretty similar to life, you can do everything right, but fate still lends it's hand for the good or bad.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkD5Mc1julkYRgbbg6pHPfvnR-J2LtmZux9xO5PR3wSCpdJLXUG68Ew4Z7iSVzT2Jsx3THxAzj25YRk90aW1IVv6Bw243TJD7MUSpcqNb52Z3TwyZ5j4G0bW4HQDkW7Raec3eSUMJwJQ/s1600/IMG_0013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511419976384058290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkD5Mc1julkYRgbbg6pHPfvnR-J2LtmZux9xO5PR3wSCpdJLXUG68Ew4Z7iSVzT2Jsx3THxAzj25YRk90aW1IVv6Bw243TJD7MUSpcqNb52Z3TwyZ5j4G0bW4HQDkW7Raec3eSUMJwJQ/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" /></a>Don't ask why this picture is sideways..I'm too tired to figure it out.The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-47898521976661950442010-08-02T21:14:00.001-07:002010-08-02T21:34:23.501-07:00Updated cuteness...please don't vomit.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn7xWbPDW5610Ipg_nm4oXBuslMrNNtSDZcFc7lRDliuDSHYr8u3aauWjutQUYc5hNj9Zid1tACIMeFAT6q1xBuM1LFaxSbV6WSLsM8ji-nuX2OtUt8m7NHfaz86gYbQ1u5R1_zUxmA0g/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; 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Surprisingly, Tinker hasn't ate a single one! Luna seems to be more of the danger to them. Or me, if they don't keep out of my tomato plants. It's relaxing to sit back and watch the chicks roam. A neighborhood kid brings friends over daily to watch, and occasionally chase them. Make note: if you come to visit, you will leave with chicken poop on your shoes. We are getting 4 eggs a day now. I've been trading veggies for 18 eggs a week from some folks from craigslist, but now with our chicks laying as well, we are over run with eggs. We've been eating combinations of eggs and zucchini for most meals and dessert.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzTOC3T02S-VB904NyFKReQmBNEebO7FtsaNtiHUx0FtoSapcFmZ15rDnA-X-Jd-aQRnm-D5YL4ygiEyAOcVA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div></div><br /><p>Whitey is still alive...and crowing. I always thought roosters only crowed in the morning, but whitey seems to do it throughout the day. I was awoken at 5:15 this morning by his crow, which I love, but not sure if the neighbors do? He's turning into quite a beautiful bird, we hate to see him go, but we must keep peace with the neighbors...and the law.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIlBK1WtK7fbroJR07K_PjynnnCMScfIC4iQ5j-8fSCW16OLKBAErsLQm1mTOlQie9KSjxVshP6VuZWlfGBhN5YIwwP9-6gVxIlIJA_bdV619FJa0zHUD5WLlH1vaf2XgY93ej4PsdPCM/s1600/IMG_0039.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501030618685194370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIlBK1WtK7fbroJR07K_PjynnnCMScfIC4iQ5j-8fSCW16OLKBAErsLQm1mTOlQie9KSjxVshP6VuZWlfGBhN5YIwwP9-6gVxIlIJA_bdV619FJa0zHUD5WLlH1vaf2XgY93ej4PsdPCM/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-77280355245719861952010-08-02T20:40:00.001-07:002010-08-02T20:48:28.873-07:00New Addition<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcp7ryDbCb7lAnyGDzRuPVqjcK2WcAEZN2d4EVWCyrtnBg67_us1Jj453KaqSikQSrV_DQNffG36UTcxrvNKEqcHG5V6LDDHv3gicMbAywvFGx_R9XBmU1sm9xYSm5MkmsDSUjeGTUHBU/s1600/IMG_0023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501025082583613186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcp7ryDbCb7lAnyGDzRuPVqjcK2WcAEZN2d4EVWCyrtnBg67_us1Jj453KaqSikQSrV_DQNffG36UTcxrvNKEqcHG5V6LDDHv3gicMbAywvFGx_R9XBmU1sm9xYSm5MkmsDSUjeGTUHBU/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I won a piano! This piano was given away in a raffle at work that I was probably the only one that entered. It needs repairs that would cost more than it's worth, but we still jumped at the chance. It needs a tuning, but we'll live with it's other imperfections. It's beautiful, with actual ivory keys. I'm sure hundreds of people have played this piano in it's lifetime. Luna is loving it and we all look forward to learning to play. </div><div> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-di_-RtktIG0p2vT2GQgLKn1_cgR6t6W5rBPWhdem8d6ZJDPj_iIksxSJtaeMPC4FYEQK3CiKBH1O1h4nvv_lxv05nZ4wFNkzxHdbfg_4_d5R3lQAAWBsnnxdcQNdLSXiko2zuJCcZsg/s1600/IMG_0047.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501025084119042626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-di_-RtktIG0p2vT2GQgLKn1_cgR6t6W5rBPWhdem8d6ZJDPj_iIksxSJtaeMPC4FYEQK3CiKBH1O1h4nvv_lxv05nZ4wFNkzxHdbfg_4_d5R3lQAAWBsnnxdcQNdLSXiko2zuJCcZsg/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-38315347514534294052010-06-09T20:12:00.001-07:002010-06-09T20:27:02.037-07:00Catching up on cuteness<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix6XHs8dNfyM6xJ10xlKFKUffrsoyD9EBsJdad-xfC7hn5UkNNfqPCVRIbSd4MGtZPIpqKNzIUfsmb-M2cVN9z9bHK5jOCHfonyexrgmgoEB9UlwYrYbX7mtNbd0NU1iHIAufVPZG_-sI/s1600/IMG_0012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; 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HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480979284497473442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsVGiM28N1Ad7ZtWTdcg051wZRfXf4fdtGWk3u2cUWEBwGzPaVD4SSuRamnS1ft-qoHaVGqb8HHS_tpG94_qkhgn88QhvT6ACZEc-vXcdBn2fG0QONaK1q9ZpRVOLEASMr7rQTuJZYQGw/s200/IMG_0041.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj43XP_dwrr_wxBZJx51PI0vw9R1uSGS4eYSuJCU_fExsiYuxFzZFJIuqGJvlUgFgi-zYRxBFUn-smRbVSKrNTY2B8tGEziKShq4Ue_zQh4cFVe6X-ODOApXlgLgoXAqmhw-68m_fKngNI/s1600/IMG_0055.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480979270419661138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj43XP_dwrr_wxBZJx51PI0vw9R1uSGS4eYSuJCU_fExsiYuxFzZFJIuqGJvlUgFgi-zYRxBFUn-smRbVSKrNTY2B8tGEziKShq4Ue_zQh4cFVe6X-ODOApXlgLgoXAqmhw-68m_fKngNI/s200/IMG_0055.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Haven't posted many pictures of Luna lately, so I thought I'd just wallpaper you with pictures of our little bean...</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-34270271045769188242010-06-09T19:01:00.000-07:002010-06-09T20:08:58.409-07:00An unwelcome visit from the tooth fairyLuna had the misfortune of losing her first tooth. The worst was having to tell the dentist how it happened. See, Luna has a love of beer. She pulled a beer bottle out of the recycling and was drinking the air out of it. We, being the hip (read: irresponsible) parents we are, thought it was cute and grabbed the camera to capture the cuteness. Then, she fell. With the bottle in her mouth. Screams. Blood. Tooth (root and all) falls to the ground. Not so cute anymore. We called a pediatric dentist and they said there was nothing we could do and it won't grow back until she's 6 years old. So much for family portraits. Poor baby<em>.</em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCxodNV3k_472qV8m9JwuIE7XYyKcrcQDR3Fx0H0ih7lpdKZJTW1oU5e3dK7kaB17Uge0QnRlRWe8JUEiwooL0AwQrdk_VnMLY4x6IUDgaqmsS506-hZD3Z6ejXfDQc-ifdffsgfNXjvY/s1600/IMG_0066_53.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480976196243622226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCxodNV3k_472qV8m9JwuIE7XYyKcrcQDR3Fx0H0ih7lpdKZJTW1oU5e3dK7kaB17Uge0QnRlRWe8JUEiwooL0AwQrdk_VnMLY4x6IUDgaqmsS506-hZD3Z6ejXfDQc-ifdffsgfNXjvY/s320/IMG_0066_53.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjInY6gwLEYRgoUMHMU8C9uXZtRtbg3PdFbQ31N0Q5PB-MOb0HBSyjBuxUb8-q0q_1lQnGaObNYRhTI_-xIZhAfeNm3qUoWvtLrTMZzXZQMeFqz0aAdMhWJZoiTZsYMWXV-RWVAYpq9hL8/s1600/IMG_0070_37_1.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480976205689997874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjInY6gwLEYRgoUMHMU8C9uXZtRtbg3PdFbQ31N0Q5PB-MOb0HBSyjBuxUb8-q0q_1lQnGaObNYRhTI_-xIZhAfeNm3qUoWvtLrTMZzXZQMeFqz0aAdMhWJZoiTZsYMWXV-RWVAYpq9hL8/s320/IMG_0070_37_1.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><em>Good times gone bad...blood on shirt, 3 teeth on top.</em>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484230883966777543.post-59091880790475117092010-06-07T21:03:00.000-07:002010-06-09T20:03:21.327-07:00FencesFences, that's what our life is about. My reason for lack of blogs are fences. First, we had to build the chickens a fence. You see, we added 6 new girls to our family back in March. Looking forward to eggs in September. We haven't named them because they all look the same except one...Whitey. He's named for the simple fact that he's whiter than the others. Whitey has always had a lot of attitude, pecking at us and being protective of the other chicks. We now believe we know why...she might be a he...a rooster...dinner.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioOXgI0HSurD2MMCx8AA0i5XghBmI85rJqi0cjwnBYBU3EIW2EHqeI4HuH7onxtydF809g4Sj75DQUHpAeC_VCvpOtoBLafomVVD0n6VZA3e1Q2EIXGKxhDXyEeFpdbW0z1T2em3-objE/s1600/IMG_0045_41.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480970441737524242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioOXgI0HSurD2MMCx8AA0i5XghBmI85rJqi0cjwnBYBU3EIW2EHqeI4HuH7onxtydF809g4Sj75DQUHpAeC_VCvpOtoBLafomVVD0n6VZA3e1Q2EIXGKxhDXyEeFpdbW0z1T2em3-objE/s320/IMG_0045_41.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT38_YPW1RKBbO3gUOVXGRx6lfO-tZS7Cl9eH3Hk3WzILSyj9JzcDIioENIVCnj7bSl7071rYibJ442uUDg_LM3YVuej7_ZbmgRYeiGoagBUM0BumV_Tm6dOI6V0FD0cUIhfgldRBhas0/s1600/IMG_0043_31.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480969772290114818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT38_YPW1RKBbO3gUOVXGRx6lfO-tZS7Cl9eH3Hk3WzILSyj9JzcDIioENIVCnj7bSl7071rYibJ442uUDg_LM3YVuej7_ZbmgRYeiGoagBUM0BumV_Tm6dOI6V0FD0cUIhfgldRBhas0/s320/IMG_0043_31.JPG" /></a> </div><div><em>Breast or thigh?</em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BI7jl4d_lXcYSF55DWyNFEWMLsMvy8UIitbrXnMMtrbLBuv3A9EZuyB9ucRH4hUfr7trS_PQAK_i29hen49tgXlT6ca4Hb-GJm1sef13pOUpATX4bb-356kyHa5oKSlIyGZQuEAb6ys/s1600/IMG_0048_64.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480970447410569506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BI7jl4d_lXcYSF55DWyNFEWMLsMvy8UIitbrXnMMtrbLBuv3A9EZuyB9ucRH4hUfr7trS_PQAK_i29hen49tgXlT6ca4Hb-GJm1sef13pOUpATX4bb-356kyHa5oKSlIyGZQuEAb6ys/s320/IMG_0048_64.JPG" /></a><br /><em>Home sweet chicken home.</em><br /></div><div>Second, we had to fence in the backyard to keep Luna out of harms way and Tinker from attacking evil skateboarders that menace her. Tinker believes skateboarding is a crime. This fence is Gig's pride, he consulted many library books on fence building and would sit out at night enjoying a beer while admiring his work. </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwSbJOxMP3J1Q-_EcPT3s90zOqZLGbjNaGEuqRP4c4XHfCcmS6BypmCVnooh_gJ4Y7pK1FSX6X7cO9iXgJDki8zBn8sVTgjYAuB63nFiymm6fTLdYfBFsbKpfTpkIwQJAWYJ13zSIhAOM/s1600/IMG_0051_59.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480971663820660130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwSbJOxMP3J1Q-_EcPT3s90zOqZLGbjNaGEuqRP4c4XHfCcmS6BypmCVnooh_gJ4Y7pK1FSX6X7cO9iXgJDki8zBn8sVTgjYAuB63nFiymm6fTLdYfBFsbKpfTpkIwQJAWYJ13zSIhAOM/s320/IMG_0051_59.JPG" /></a><br /><em>A man and his fence.</em></div><div></div><div>Third, we had to fence the garden as Luna and Tinker love to trample through it. We ripped up a good spot of land for veggie gardens. The rustic look that I was hoping for wasn't in the cards, so I went for bright instead. I think it'll look great when the veggies and nasturtiums are overflowing. Imagine a picket gate and colorful faux birdhouses on top of the posts. I also pulled up all of the roses along the front walkway and planted cucumbers and added 4 winter sqaush beds outside the fence. Still need more garden space, hoping to grow enough to harvest and store for the winter someday. We want to plant grapes and more fruit trees as well. What I love about this place is that we've put in tons of garden space and chickens and haven't even touched an ounce of our property. Love it!</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfjX6SWNVLdw9jrcsxEaYVUl09V5NPgDuANqjzNeeKPk1d_KINnAYIc2avDUQDZIVPgtlbqrZeqSUkkUHz-hHZBpcVYs80NoNA7v_t5C5AUHPTuvWQp34oZ6K-K1mZ62578KeyANoO0JI/s1600/IMG_0031_33.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480969759397275010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfjX6SWNVLdw9jrcsxEaYVUl09V5NPgDuANqjzNeeKPk1d_KINnAYIc2avDUQDZIVPgtlbqrZeqSUkkUHz-hHZBpcVYs80NoNA7v_t5C5AUHPTuvWQp34oZ6K-K1mZ62578KeyANoO0JI/s320/IMG_0031_33.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxdUhkwRfLBHy7TU4mlQ3RMCD3p9hQkcn_OQaQ-NEyzOHzm1EPTwj9WPCqTN88BtyBUx7fX16G5yi3ACDs-SGIg9piOWortoirFe4Z-Yv3W3nk49kOhzmVeyJWAXQk3uL0Wmwf3tA3R0w/s1600/IMG_0055_27.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480971673424682706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxdUhkwRfLBHy7TU4mlQ3RMCD3p9hQkcn_OQaQ-NEyzOHzm1EPTwj9WPCqTN88BtyBUx7fX16G5yi3ACDs-SGIg9piOWortoirFe4Z-Yv3W3nk49kOhzmVeyJWAXQk3uL0Wmwf3tA3R0w/s320/IMG_0055_27.JPG" /></a><br /><em>Luna making sure the posthole was deep enough.</em><br /></div><div></div><div>Next up for home improvement is a deck off the back of the house. One day we will rest, but until then we will keep building, digging, and growing...and have a nice rooster dinner after we're done. </div></div></div></div></div></div>The Schlich Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12238035699445789394noreply@blogger.com0