<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:51:30.058-06:00</updated><category term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>The Bloggings Of The Anderson Clan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-1391871865947951708</id><published>2010-02-22T08:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:58:44.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua's Video Debut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Joshua started walking on his own A LOT a few weeks ago.  Here is a video!  Unfortunately, I can't seem to get it upright (I recorded it on our digital camera sideways... ooops).  Oh well.  It gets the job done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac62b4334f45d011" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac62b4334f45d011%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331651320%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BC8B0CA0C12BF121976BCC5DC891D52A75F3A13.5E74998C2A8DC775AD917C394942D8A9981F3EF9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac62b4334f45d011%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-RtC-Kw-TbewidYvg8M5KdTI2f0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac62b4334f45d011%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331651320%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BC8B0CA0C12BF121976BCC5DC891D52A75F3A13.5E74998C2A8DC775AD917C394942D8A9981F3EF9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac62b4334f45d011%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-RtC-Kw-TbewidYvg8M5KdTI2f0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-1391871865947951708?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/1391871865947951708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=1391871865947951708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1391871865947951708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1391871865947951708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2010/02/joshuas-video-debut.html' title='Joshua&apos;s Video Debut'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-6940271725558377603</id><published>2010-02-02T20:44:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:05:36.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Walker &amp; Talker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/S2jm-D349tI/AAAAAAAABL0/p6cTtTkz52w/s1600-h/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/S2jm-D349tI/AAAAAAAABL0/p6cTtTkz52w/s320/DSC01255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433846904288507602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Joshua takes after Luke in so many areas: body structure, baby cheeks, dimples, rapid physical development (he's already taken steps on his own!), eye color (blue), allergies to penicillin, and even appetite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have found, however, a few things that he takes after me in: painful teething (oh the agony!), hair color (so far), and the gift of gab!  Joshua loves to talk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Right now, at 11.5 months old, Joshua can say 18 words clearly and in context (he can point these things out on a page or photo, as well as say them):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;DahDah, MahMah, Dog, Duck, Yellow, NahNah (Luke's mom), PahPah (Luke's dad), BaMah (my mom), BaPah (my dad), Buff (my parent's dog), Ball, ByeBye, Hi, NumNum (his word for hungry), Ahl-Don ("all done"), Don (Luke's brother Jon), Duce (Juice), and Banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;He also says lots of unclear things that I can understand, like "daht" means "that" and "doh" means "go".  He even tries to form sentences.  Every morning that Luke happens to be gone, Joshua asks, "Weh DahDah Do?" (Where'd Daddy Go?).  He even waits for me to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Otherwise, he just rambles with "Dahdahdahdah" and so on.  But, I'm impressed!  I know it doesn't take much, but still!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-6940271725558377603?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/6940271725558377603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=6940271725558377603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/6940271725558377603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/6940271725558377603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-walker-talker.html' title='Our Walker &amp; Talker!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/S2jm-D349tI/AAAAAAAABL0/p6cTtTkz52w/s72-c/DSC01255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-4637377452189334861</id><published>2010-01-10T10:54:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:38:34.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Son, The Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/S0oQdrzrpXI/AAAAAAAABE8/d6GvCXmsUQA/s1600-h/DSC01101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/S0oQdrzrpXI/AAAAAAAABE8/d6GvCXmsUQA/s320/DSC01101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425166803282929010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Behold, children are a gift of the LORD, the fruit of the womb is a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth. How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; they will not be ashamed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;" (Psalm 127:3-5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Joshua has definitely been such a gift to us, as well as a blessing to those around us.  I am constantly in awe at the way our LORD uses him in other people's lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;For instance, back when Joshua was only 6 months old and still quite reserved around new people, we were eating dinner with a couple who were emotionally hurting.  Their son &amp;amp; daughter-in-law had disowned them, refusing to let them anywhere near their grandchildren.  This ripped our friends' hearts out.  For some reason, Joshua would look at the woman across the table, flirt with her, climb on her, nuzzle her, snuggle with her, kiss her cheek, and hug her tight.  This is abnormal for him to do with anyone but me.  I was in shock!  The woman sat there, holding and playing with Joshua, with tears of joy streaming down her cheeks.  Before they left, she told us that she felt like God had sent him to minister to her heart.  Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Months later, we were at church singing worship songs to the LORD.  Joshua saw one of our friends sitting next to us.  He immediately lunged for her.  He proceeded to play with her a bit, then snuggled into her shoulder and slept on her through the rest of worship and the teaching.  Again, this is very abnormal for Joshua.  He usually fights sleep like the plague!  Our friend had been going through a hard time, and this seemed to bring a smile and joy back into her day.  Amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;I've noticed this in my own life as well.  Every day I feel more and more blessed by the LORD!  Through Joshua, God has grown me in patience, perseverance, and prayer.  I know what it is to be without sleep, to be in great pain, and to feel helpless.  Yet, I seek the LORD and He sustains me through it all.  I understand God as Father more intimately now!  I seriously LOVE Joshua the same whether he's covered in his own poop or throwing up on me or smiling sweetly.  God is like that towards me through Christ, and I am SO thankful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;I can't wait to see what else God has in store for us this year!  Even in the hard times, God will sustain us!  Praise His Name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-4637377452189334861?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/4637377452189334861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=4637377452189334861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/4637377452189334861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/4637377452189334861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-son-blessing.html' title='Our Son, The Blessing'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/S0oQdrzrpXI/AAAAAAAABE8/d6GvCXmsUQA/s72-c/DSC01101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-3306290926100174181</id><published>2009-11-01T19:17:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:27:05.891-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/Su5Q18KU0KI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ee5kc4MT3aA/s1600-h/Joshua+Smile+Standing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/Su5Q18KU0KI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ee5kc4MT3aA/s320/Joshua+Smile+Standing.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341890876526754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/Su5Q1vHuEAI/AAAAAAAAA7k/-hGKhY4bApk/s320/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399341887375937538" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/Su5LDinRUMI/AAAAAAAAA7c/H6-LV66UsL0/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/Su5LDinRUMI/AAAAAAAAA7c/H6-LV66UsL0/s320/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335527467012290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the latest scoop on Joshua!  He is now 8.5 months old and is a BIG little guy.  He's starting to grow out of some of his 12-month size clothes already, mostly in girth and length of torso, not height or length of legs!  His feet are also BIG, and too wide and thick for size 3 shoes, but too short for size 4 shoes.  But, that is okay!  We won't have to worry about losing any shoes for awhile since he doesn't wear any! (I've heard babies are notorious for kicking them off in stores!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely LOVE that he's so big!  I love his kissable cheeks, rolley-polley thighs, and adorable dimples!  Carrying him around has been a great workout for me!  My arms feel stronger than ever!  I think the only sad part for me is that he's already a toddler, and his babyhood seemed to race by!  *Sigh*  I suppose that is how it goes for every baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His size has also given him an advantage with strength and motor skills.  He is already a very fast crawler, has been rough housing with toys for months, and is walking around with only one hand hanging on things for support. I think he's fully capable of walking without support, but he doesn't know it yet!  I've seen him stand up and walka few steps without holding on to something before, but it was as if he didn't notice!  He was so engrossed in playing that he just did it without thinking, but as soon as he noticed that he wasn't holding on to anything, he immediately reached for support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other fun news is that Joshua is saying a few words now!  He's said "Dah-dy" and "Dowg" in context and with passion! He mostly grunts and shrieks and rambles right now, however, and has a long way to go before he's ready to really "talk".  He does mimics Luke sometimes, saying the sounds and voice inflections; for example, Luke says, "Hel-lo!" so Joshua says, "eh-woh" in the same tone and inflection.  It is pretty cute when he does it, but won't do it for anyone but Daddy at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua hasn't really shown interest in baby food.  He likes nursing.  Period.  He makes faces and gags and spits other food out usually.  This past weekend, he did better than ever for Grandma and Grandpa, eating lots of peaches and things, but this was abnormal for him!  I don't mind so much.  Nursing is really easy and gratifying.  I figure he'll take to baby food when he's ready.  I'm excited at the prospect, so I've already made some homemade baby food and frozen it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, Joshua likes to flirt with everyone.  He is very dramatic and loves attention!  He likes to be kissed, hugged, held, and read to.  He also plays favorites with Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy.  If he is hurt, he wants Daddy.  If he is hungry, he wants Mommy.  If he wants to play, he goes for Daddy.  If he wants to sit in someone's lap, he goes to Mommy.  He likes to snuggle with both of us, though!  We like "family snuggles" a lot in our house! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise God for a healthy, happy, little boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-3306290926100174181?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/3306290926100174181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=3306290926100174181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/3306290926100174181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/3306290926100174181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2009/11/joshua-update.html' title='Joshua Update'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/Su5Q18KU0KI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ee5kc4MT3aA/s72-c/Joshua+Smile+Standing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-1315781567016820190</id><published>2009-08-07T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:28:44.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anderson Family Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SnxyUPfpU8I/AAAAAAAAAwU/VGHiUNWO4JU/s1600-h/Joshua+Sitting+Happily.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SnxyUPfpU8I/AAAAAAAAAwU/VGHiUNWO4JU/s320/Joshua+Sitting+Happily.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367290548001002434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  It has been awhile since I've blogged!  Yikes!  Is anyone out there still reading these?  We may have been taken off your radar, but we're still here!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, about our newest member of the family, Joshua is almost 6 months old!  He is rolling around, sitting up, and very strong!  He weighed 21 pounds a few weeks ago.  I have no idea how much he's gained since then.  He's already in 9-12 month clothes, and goes through them like porpoise goes through water!  Fast!  Lots of drooling, spitting up, and diaper disasters help with that, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua now LOVES to get help standing.  He wants to play sitting up most of the time, and is in love with his "Johnny Jump-Up".  He is also quite curious, likes to "talk" long babbling sentences, and loves it when people call him cute and give him kisses.  Did I mention he is a flirt?  Oh yes... with anyone who will look at him.  He spends his days playing, sleeping, and going for walks with the fam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, that is our little man's story.  Now for the fam.  We lived in Decorah, IA this summer.  Luke led a summer project there for the Rock.  We had seven people from Ames participating in it.  We were joined by a few stellar families who lived in the area and who are sold out for Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together, we served the community by running a youth soccer program for grades K-8.  We had 60 kids involved, and they had a great time as they learned soccer skills and heard the Gospel.  We also helped put on "Church In The Park", two Bible studies, and a Friday Night BBQ.  We had speakers from all over come and speak to the group.  It was wonderful!  We saw 3 people come to faith in Christ this summer.  I was fortunate enough to help share the Gospel with one of the ladies!  Praise the Lord!  Everyone grew a lot this summer, especially our family!  Luke and I are super excited to get back in the Dorms here in Ames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention we are now back in Ames?  Yup.  It's true!  We were sad to leave our new friends/family in Decorah, but they are in good hands.  We are currently settling back in, unpacking, and purging our house of things we don't need.  The chaos of the school year starts in a week and a half.  We are in the lul before the storm.  We're taking the opportunity to catch up on the happenings of Ames, with people here we haven't seen in awhile, and with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, friends, that is all for now!  Thanks for reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-1315781567016820190?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/1315781567016820190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=1315781567016820190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1315781567016820190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1315781567016820190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2009/08/anderson-family-update.html' title='Anderson Family Update!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SnxyUPfpU8I/AAAAAAAAAwU/VGHiUNWO4JU/s72-c/Joshua+Sitting+Happily.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-2472618892364561451</id><published>2009-02-23T17:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:12:44.199-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Welcome Joshua!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SaM0WzFh2nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ACukEYDINH4/s1600-h/Joshua+Yawning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SaM0WzFh2nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ACukEYDINH4/s320/Joshua+Yawning.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306142352247741042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua Michael Anderson&lt;/span&gt;, the newest member of the Anderson Clan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little late as far as posts go, but I've been "adjusting" to life with our little bundle of joy, and only now have time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua was born &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 14th, 2009 at 5:35 AM&lt;/span&gt;!  He was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 pounds 5.9 onces&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 inches&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.5 centimeter head&lt;/span&gt;.  Joshua was the best Valentine's gift we've ever gotten... God is so amazing, isn't He?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About The Name&lt;/span&gt;: Luke and I had his name picked out since we were engaged.  Joshua is one of our favorite Biblical characters.  Michael is Luke's father's first name, and is Joshua's middle name in honor of him.  This is a tradition in Luke's family.  If we ever have another boy, he'll have my father's first name as a middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as for those who "placed their bets" about Joshua's weight, Sarah Windham and Vineet were the closest without going over, both guessing 7.5 ounces... so you two win!  Your Prize: Virtual High Five!  Congrats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story?  Well, it was like a marathon!  Labor lasted 26 hours.  They tried to induce me 11 hours before that (unsuccessfully mind you), so we were stuck in the hospital for 37 hours total before he came out, but only 26 of them were real labor with strong contractions.  This means we didn't get much sleep or food during this timeframe.  Only by Christ's strength and grace were we sustained during this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our midwife was amazing, and Joshua only took 35 minutes to push out.  The great news is that I didn't need a C-Section, nor an epidural!  I didn't even tear!  Praise God!  I was given a pain killer after 6 hours straight of hard contractions that were about 0-4 seconds apart and 100-120 seconds long (these were documented on the machine the hooked me up to... I thought they were joking!)  I couldn't stay on top of them, so they gave me something that acted like "Beyer for a Migraine" (just took the edge off and spaced the contractions out a bit more).  That really helped and made the remaining 6-8 hours of labor bearable (I don't remember the exact timeframe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I survived and am feeling fine!  Joshua is doing so well!  He's grown so much and has nice pudgy baby cheeks!  Oh so cute!  Thanks to everyone who prayed for us, gave us baby things, and who have provided us with meals!  We couldn't have survived the last week without you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-2472618892364561451?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/2472618892364561451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=2472618892364561451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/2472618892364561451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/2472618892364561451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-joshua.html' title='Welcome Joshua!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SaM0WzFh2nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ACukEYDINH4/s72-c/Joshua+Yawning.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-1065859755961713655</id><published>2009-02-12T15:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:30:00.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update: Inducing Tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SZSUvwW5fNI/AAAAAAAAABk/y541Hl-k18A/s1600-h/Me+%40+41+Weeks2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SZSUvwW5fNI/AAAAAAAAABk/y541Hl-k18A/s320/Me+%40+41+Weeks2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302026209477622994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;We are 41 weeks pregnant (1 week overdue) today!  As you can see, I'm HUGE (for me!)  We went to the midwife today as well, and had an exciting 2.5 hours of testing (hint of sarcasm here).  They had great news for us, and some interesting (less than great... sorta good?) news.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;From the "Non-Stress Test", where they strapped all sorts of monitors to my stomach, they found out that Joshua is still healthy and happy in there!  He's moving normally, and is as spunky as ever (he likes to kick people that push on the tummy!)  This was great news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;We then went in for an ultrasound and found that he weighs approximately 8 pounds right now!  That was great news as well, since I'm measuring small.  The less good news is that my fluid levels are low.  As many of you know, low fluid levels mean painful births for moms.  That is why they've decided to induce me tonight at 5pm.  Basically, they're going to use a ring shaped device to help me dilate (no drugs or hormones involved), and then break my water sometime tomorrow morning if labor doesn't get started tonight.  Our little Joshua will be out sometime tomorrow probably if all goes well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; We would love prayer for:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ol style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The whole process to run smoothly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God's provision and protection during the whole time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That I'll turn to Christ for strength during the painful and scary times (I'm a little nervous, I must admit!)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My health and Joshua's health during and after labor/delivery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;We'll be sure to post pictures after he's born!  Can't wait to introduce him to you!  Thanks for your prayers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-1065859755961713655?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/1065859755961713655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=1065859755961713655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1065859755961713655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1065859755961713655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-update-inducing-tonight.html' title='Baby Update: Inducing Tonight!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SZSUvwW5fNI/AAAAAAAAABk/y541Hl-k18A/s72-c/Me+%40+41+Weeks2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-8504024067407521277</id><published>2009-01-17T20:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:30:36.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Place Your Bets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SXKUBkhYTvI/AAAAAAAAABc/IE6RB533h40/s1600-h/Me+%40+37+Weeks+Profile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SXKUBkhYTvI/AAAAAAAAABc/IE6RB533h40/s320/Me+%40+37+Weeks+Profile.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292455266818215666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm not condoning gambling, but I am promoting a friendly guessing game!  The winner has the satisfaction of being RIGHT!  What's the bet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much will Baby Anderson weigh when he's born?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we betting on this you ask?  Well, we had an ultrasound a few days ago because I was measuring small (pubic bone to top of the uterus), and it ends up that our little bundle of joy weighs 6 pounds 7 ounces already!  We've got two and a half weeks to go!  The ultrasound tech said he's pretty big considering my size, and bet he'd be 7 pounds 2 ounces when he was born.  Luke decided later that he thinks the baby will be more like 7 pounds 8 ounces... and so the betting began!  Now it is just fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the facts, so you can better make your guess:&lt;br /&gt;1) It's a boy.&lt;br /&gt;2) It's our first child.&lt;br /&gt;3) He's due February 5th.&lt;br /&gt;4) He weighed approx. 6 pounds 7 ounces on January 16th.&lt;br /&gt;5) Luke was born a week and a half early and weighed 8 pounds 6 ounces.  He has a large frame.&lt;br /&gt;6) I was born two days late and weighed 7 pounds 2 ounces.  I have a small frame.&lt;br /&gt;7) I was not dilated on January 16th, and haven't had any contractions since then.&lt;br /&gt;8) See picture above for my size, though I'm measuring small because I'm a "small person".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that about covers all the questions you may have.  Closest without going over wins! Remember, there are 16 oz in a pound.  PLACE YOUR BETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke: 7 lbs 8 oz&lt;br /&gt;Holly: 7 lbs 2 oz (wishful thinking?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-8504024067407521277?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/8504024067407521277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=8504024067407521277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/8504024067407521277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/8504024067407521277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2009/01/place-your-bets.html' title='Place Your Bets!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SXKUBkhYTvI/AAAAAAAAABc/IE6RB533h40/s72-c/Me+%40+37+Weeks+Profile.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-1684957016953292019</id><published>2009-01-02T18:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:10:02.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Test: Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Last Saturday, Luke and I left for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.faithwalkersonline.net"&gt;Faithwalkers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;.  We look forward to this conference each year, as it is one big family reunion filled with incredible teachings by men we love and greatly respect.  Sunday's teachings were AMAZING, and God really spoke to both of us on the area of faith and surrender.  We were looking forward to two more days of intensity, but it was not to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It all started on the drive down on Saturday.  I started "spotting" (basically, lightly bleeding) at one of the rest stops.  So, I called First Nurse.  They said it was pretty normal and just to monitor it.  It stopped Saturday evening, but came back lightly on Sunday and stopped again by afternoon.  I figured I was out of the woods, and didn't give it another thought that afternoon.  My heart was stirred by the teachings, and I wanted nothing more than to get alone with my Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I realized there were areas of my life that I had not fully surrendered over to the Lord's care.  I was afraid of the unknown,  because I didn't really trust God (aka: I was not living by faith.)  Subconsciously, I was withholding my heart from trusting Christ with my husband, my baby, my health, and my comfort.  I didn't want my husband to die, more than I wanted anything else.  I didn't want my baby to die either.  I wanted to never again be as sick as I had been 5 years ago, and I was enjoying the small comforts of life, like having an abundance of food and a roof over my head.  I was not willing to let it be in God's hands, because in my heart, it felt like that was leaving it all to chance.  I was not trusting in God's mercy and kindness.  I did not trust Him to take care of me or my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;  I mean, mentally I believed He could and would.  I had all those verses memorized and believed they were true in my mind, but not truly in my heart (which was made apparent by some of my actions or thoughts.)  So, that afternoon, I broke.  I gave it all over to God in my heart.   I realized it may be something I'd have to continually give over to Him until I had the experiential knowledge in my heart to back it all up, but I was willing to do this for the first time!  My heart was actually longing to trust Him and have His peace.  I started to really believe that it wasn't risky to give it all to God.  He was in control and loved us at all times!  Even during trials and tragedies, He was there loving us through it!  That was a beautiful first step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Well, just 5 hours later, our faithful Lord decided to test my new found heart conviction to give me experiential knowledge.  Oh goody, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; Sunday evening came, and during that last teaching of the night, I started to feel "wet".  Yes, gross.  When we got back to our room, I discovered I was "leaking" heavier than ever (and bright red.)  It wasn't a ton, mind you, but it all came in a few waves and soaked me a bit (it wasn't enough to be my water breaking.)  Surprisingly, I was really calm.  I called First Nurse again and they said not wait 24 hours to get examined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Our options were to go the the ER now, or to wait until morning.  Again, I really didn't feel anxious.  Luke and I simply prayed about it, and decided to call Annette Barrett (one of our pastor's wives and also a trained nurse) to ask her counsel.  She suggested that I go to bed (it was 11pm at this point) and monitor it all night.  If I kept leaking like this, I was to go to the ER immediately.  If it stopped, then I could call our midwife's office in the morning and ask if they'd like me to see someone in backwoods MO or drive home.  The concern was that I might have been losing amniotic fluid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We took Annette's advice, and decided to go to bed.  I finally had time for everything to hit me.  And, as any good pregnant woman would do, I started to cry.  Not sobs of "why me", but of pure emotional and physical exhaustion.  I told God I wanted to trust Him with this, and asked for His peace and comfort.  Luke joined me in prayer, and we asked God to stop the bleeding and show us beyond a shadow of a doubt what He wanted us to do in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; After a night of little sleep but no more leaking, I woke up feeling a lot of pressure down low.  I felt like all the baby's weight was in my pelvic area, and it was difficult to walk.  My muscles down there were really sore.  I was having mild contractions off and on, but they were not significant in length or closer together than 20 minutes.  I also felt my legs feeling tired and shaky, like they couldn't support all the weight. I was also still spotting a bit.  But, God's peace prevailed, and instead of freaking out, I felt confident God would show us what He wanted us to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; Luke and I had our separate quiet times right away, and each felt God wanted us to go back to Ames.  When we talked about it, we were relieved to be united on the subject.  So, as Luke was packing us up, his parents (who were also at Faithwalkers) showed up.  They were feeling really compelled to tell us to go back to Ames. This further confirmed our decision. So, they jumped in and helped Luke pack and make a sack lunch.  Mom Anderson offered to come with us, just in case.  At this point, it was uncertain what was going to happen, so we gladly accepted.  Obviously, the concern that morning was that I could go into labor.  We really didn't want to have our baby in backwoods MO!  We prayed as a family for the ride home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; I called the midwife's office next.  The midwife's nurse thought it best to come back to Ames as well, so I could be monitored.  She scheduled me a late afternoon appointment, and we were off.  We texted many of our church family who were at Faithwalkers to pray for me, the baby, and that labor wouldn't start.  The trip was long and tiring, but incident free!  Praise God!  We made it with only 2 minutes to spare before the appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; The midwife checked the baby first.  His vitals were completely normal, and he was happily moving around.  She commented that his head was REALLY low, but nothing to be concerned about.  Then she examined me and checked to see if I was dilated.  She found nothing wrong with me.  The cervix was completely closed and I had no scrapes inside.  The residue blood had no amniotic fluid in it.  Basically, she had no idea why I was bleeding off and on, but said we (me and baby) were fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;She assigned me a few days of serious rest, and wanted me to monitor everything for the next 48 hours.  She only speculated that a portion of my placenta could have separated from the uterus.  This was nothing to worry about, unless it continued to do so.  She really wasn't sure, and only an ultrasound could tell us for certain.  We will probably end up having an ultrasound if the bleeding continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyway, that was our last weekend!  It was truly a whirlwind, and a test of our faith.  The Lord really answered our prayers and gave us peace.  The best thing of all is that now I have some REAL experiential knowledge of God's loving kindness and care.  I really wasn't afraid any of the time.  I really did trust God with the situation and had real peace.  I still feel peaceful about what happened, and that it was all according to God's plan.  It all had a purpose.  Also, the next day I feel pretty normal again physically.  No low weighty pressure or cramping or sore muscles.  All I know is that we were meant to come home, and all those prayers helped us.  All I can do now is Praise God!  What an amazingly faithful Father!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-1684957016953292019?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/1684957016953292019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=1684957016953292019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1684957016953292019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1684957016953292019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2009/01/faith-test-pregnancy.html' title='Faith Test: Pregnancy'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-7600866863512408021</id><published>2008-12-15T12:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:45:17.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray!  Head Down!  Weight Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;On the Monday after Thanksgiving, we visited the midwife.  I had eaten a TON of the traditional Thanksgiving dishes over the week, so I was curious to see if I had gained a TON of weight considering (mmmm... pumpkin pie!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Well, it ends up that I had dropped a half a pound over the two weeks prior.  The baby, however, was growing just fine and had put on weight.  That meant that I needed to be careful for my own health!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We also found out that the baby was breech (feet down.)  For those who don't know, this is not a safe delivery position, and most breech babies are taken out by C-Section.  Our midwife said he would have enough room to turn himself for about 2-4 more weeks, depending.  Otherwise, we'd have to do another ultrasound and try to manually turn him (painful.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So, what did we do?  We prayed long and hard for the baby to go head down and for my weight to go up.  We asked our parents, friends, and our church to pray for us.  We surrendered this to the Lord, asking for His will and praising Him for all He's done, is doing, and will do!  It was kinda funny, though, cuz Luke and I were constantly speaking to our Joshua about going head down.  "Listen to God and let Him guide you head down," we'd say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Well, today we had another appointment, and our prayers have been answered!  Praise God!  Joshua is head down (good boy!) and my weight raised back up.  I even gained a pound!  Yay!  Our midwife says it's a good thing, cuz he's run out of room to turn himself now.  God is such a good Father!  This past year, He gave us each other (marriage), a baby boy, released us to ministry, and he's turned Joshua head down just in time!  Not to mention providing for all our needs, knitting Joshua together, and growing us spiritually and in relationship with Him!  I just want to profess the GREATNESS of our Father!  Praise God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-7600866863512408021?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/7600866863512408021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=7600866863512408021' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/7600866863512408021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/7600866863512408021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2008/12/pray-head-down-weight-up.html' title='Pray!  Head Down!  Weight Up!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-1305878413941056402</id><published>2008-11-12T09:03:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:51:29.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Season: It's A War Out There!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;With Christmas just around the corner, most people in this world are thinking about presents and family and probably yummy food.  As Christians, many of us are preparing to celebrate the birth of the Greatest Man who every walked the earth: Jesus our Lord, the Christ, the only Son of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Well, there is also a group of people preparing for Christmas, but not to celebrate it.  The American Humanist Association (AHA) has raised $40,000 in preparation for the Christmas season for an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,450445,00.html"&gt;Anti-God ad campaign on city buses in Washington, D.C&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;.  The AHA got the idea from the British Humanist Association (BHA), who will be sponsoring an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/london/7681914.stm"&gt;Anti-God campaign this January on city buses in London&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;.  I highly recommend reading both articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ads proclaiming, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why believe in a god? Just be good for goodness' sake&lt;/span&gt;," will appear on D.C. buses starting next week and running through December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;.  A spokesman for the AHA said, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our reason for doing it during the holidays is there are an awful lot of agnostics, atheists and other types of non-theists who feel a little alone during the holidays because of its association with traditional religion&lt;/span&gt;."  I will refrain from sharing my opinions about this statement, for they would be dripping with sarcasm and lack grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will, however, share what the American Family Association president said in response: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a stupid ad.  How do we define 'good' if we don't believe in God? God in his word, the Bible, tells us what's good and bad and right and wrong. If we are each ourselves defining what's good, it's going to be a crazy world&lt;/span&gt;."  Too-shay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Personally, I feel sorry for the AHA and BHA.  They have NO idea who they are slandering, and have become self-diluted in thinking that they're somehow benefitting society by removing God from it (as if that was possible.)  Sad.  They are pawns, slaves if I dare say, of the prince of this world.  They are declaring war on God publicly and they may not even know it (since they claim not to believe in Him.)  They will have to face God, and I pity them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-1305878413941056402?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/1305878413941056402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=1305878413941056402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1305878413941056402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1305878413941056402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-season-its-war-out-there.html' title='Christmas Season: It&apos;s A War Out There!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-371162575926948398</id><published>2008-09-22T13:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:18:23.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SNfhXJ_-EoI/AAAAAAAAABU/zcHDB0uE5QU/s1600-h/Baby+Joshua+Upper+Spine+%26+Head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SNfhXJ_-EoI/AAAAAAAAABU/zcHDB0uE5QU/s320/Baby+Joshua+Upper+Spine+%26+Head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248911678661071490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is official!  We're having a Boy!  The doctors say he is healthy and active.  He's not quite a pound in weight, and is almost 11 inches in length.  He's already had fun practicing some soccer kicks on my bladder, so sounds like he'll be daddy's little buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so excited to welcome this little life into the world in February, but until then, we're gonna leave it all in God's hands.  Continue to pray for our hearts to be open to the Lord's instructions as He prepares us for parenthood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-371162575926948398?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/371162575926948398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=371162575926948398' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/371162575926948398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/371162575926948398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s A Boy!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SNfhXJ_-EoI/AAAAAAAAABU/zcHDB0uE5QU/s72-c/Baby+Joshua+Upper+Spine+%26+Head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-1652810987470657978</id><published>2008-08-13T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:25:13.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Check: Mine Was Wrong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I noticed my own heart this morning at 6:30AM.  I was sitting and reading my Bible when I came across Proverbs 13:12, “Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;It hit me with so much force that I almost dropped my Bible.  It felt like the Holy Spirit was screaming in my ear “THIS IS YOU!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I read the words again and let them drip into the centerfold of my heart.  This was me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;My heart was sick.  I was sick and tired of support raising!  For almost 20 months, I’ve dropped most social engagements, service opportunities, extra-curricular activities, family gatherings, church meetings… it felt like everything that was near and dear to my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This morning I was to the point of breaking!  My mind grasped why my heart was so sick.  I was so desperate to serve our church family that I could have cried!  I didn’t (and still don’t) care if the only job I’m allowed to do as a staffer is clean toilets!  LET ME SERVE was the cry of my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;As staffers support raising, we are asked to step out of all forms of ministry.  Our church is kind enough to allow us to do a few things like Life Group, Church on Sundays, and even The Rock on Friday nights, but otherwise, everything else is off limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I wanted to do campus outreach, share my love of the Lord with others, help take burdens off the pastors!  God created me to love, share my life, and serve His people.  That is what I’ve been longing to do!  Was this too much to ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;My heart was weary thinking about such things.  It had been dwelling on them for weeks now, I just didn’t know it consciously.  My husband even mentioned that I seemed less happy than normal.  It finally all made sense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;My hope was in finishing support raising, and since it hadn’t happened (hope deferred) my heart was sick.  It is good to want to serve, but not to put that above God.  I was in the wrong.  Wanting to serve is not too much to ask, but putting even good things like service before trusting in our God is sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;But, if I would only put my hope in the Lord, all my longings would be for Him, and thus fulfilled, because He gives Himself fully to us!  He is with us always, and that is the tree of life!  That is where true joy comes from!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Yes, I want to serve and I hope to be done support raising in seven days time (students start moving into the dorms in a week), but I am now focusing on putting my hope in our Lord.  He is good in all circumstances, and deserves praise no matter what the outcome.  If my heart is right about it, I’ll be filled with joy in a week no matter what happens!  Have you checked your heart lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-1652810987470657978?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/1652810987470657978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=1652810987470657978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1652810987470657978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/1652810987470657978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2008/08/heart-check-mine-was-wrong.html' title='Heart Check: Mine Was Wrong!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-6757218236048886658</id><published>2008-07-21T09:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:11:27.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Weeks &amp; Lots Of Decisions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SISfocoNvnI/AAAAAAAAABM/WByRJDm9kKA/s1600-h/12weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SISfocoNvnI/AAAAAAAAABM/WByRJDm9kKA/s320/12weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225476984885067378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now 12 weeks along, and there are a ton of decisions we're facing!  Many have been easy.  For one thing, it was easy to choose name options, since we've had up to 5 names picked out since we were first engaged.  It was also easy to choose between a mid-wife and doctor.  We like the personal and natural touch of a mid-wife, so we're going with that option.  Easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more difficult decision looming over us right now is reusable vs. disposable diapers.  All we've been told are the benefits and drawbacks of each, but nobody really wants to say which is more worthwhile.  I suppose it really depends on priorities and resources.  Here are the few things I know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reusable Diaper Pros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Cheaper (Approx $400 vs. $2000 on average per child)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Environmentally Friendly (It's estimated that disposables take 250-500 yrs to decompose)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Healthier (Must change diapers more often and less chemicals used, so healthier for baby)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Potty Training Helper (Kids will feel wet and will take to potty faster in theory)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disposable Diaper Pros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    More Time Efficient (Less time washing off and washing diapers)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Less Mess (No need to wash off diapers, and less chance of leakage)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    Less Water/Detergent Used (Not sure how much less, but it seems significant)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    More Socially Acceptable (Let's face it, people who reuse are in the minority)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me really likes the convenience factor of the disposable diapers, but the practical side of me sees the cost/benefit ratio scale tilted towards reusable.  We may not be able to afford disposables!  Missionary budgets are tight, and this would be a good way to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do other moms out there think?  I would love to hear suggestions, corrections, and stories!  Please share!  We need help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-6757218236048886658?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/6757218236048886658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=6757218236048886658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/6757218236048886658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/6757218236048886658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2008/07/12-weeks-lots-of-decisions.html' title='12 Weeks &amp; Lots Of Decisions!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SISfocoNvnI/AAAAAAAAABM/WByRJDm9kKA/s72-c/12weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801968099181247709.post-5552288392408871126</id><published>2008-07-07T20:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:11:27.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Little Words!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SHLaKHavy9I/AAAAAAAAABE/RiajDREs6vM/s1600-h/10weeksbest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SHLaKHavy9I/AAAAAAAAABE/RiajDREs6vM/s320/10weeksbest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220474785400605650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Two little words that are like music to my ears!  They make illness and pain more bearable.  They bring joy to our entire family!  Yup, you guessed it:  WE'RE PREGNANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Story time!  I was feeling very ill at the beginning of June.  For two weeks, I was dizzy, fatigued, sick to my stomach, and emotional.  I thought I was going to die!  So, I cried out to the Lord, and He gave me an overwhelming feeling of peace.  Then, six little words hit me like a resounding gong: "Check To See If You're Pregnant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I couldn't shake this thought, so I went out to buy one of those home pregnancy tests.  The closest place was HyVee, so I went up to their pharmacy counter and asked the lady where the tests were.  She gave me this look like, "You're not old enough to be asking me this", but pointed them out to me.  I laughed the look off, and quickly made my purchase.  I drove home, ran for the bathroom, and followed the instructions.  Let's just say the plus sign was REALLY purple.  I told Luke later that night, and he was super excited.  We went for an official test the next day with the doctor, and it was confirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;We're due in February, which means we are only 9 weeks along!  Not quite a honeymoon present, but pretty close.  Yay for the newest Anderson!  We can't wait to meet him/her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801968099181247709-5552288392408871126?l=andersons4christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/feeds/5552288392408871126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801968099181247709&amp;postID=5552288392408871126' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/5552288392408871126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801968099181247709/posts/default/5552288392408871126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andersons4christ.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-little-words.html' title='Two Little Words!'/><author><name>Holly Anderson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00058540131185454485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVasx8XqPZg/SHLaKHavy9I/AAAAAAAAABE/RiajDREs6vM/s72-c/10weeksbest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
