Primarily written by Adrienne, a homeschooling mother of seven, ages 10 and under. She chronicles life, laughs, struggles, and lessons learned as she raises a larger-than-most sized family and tries to figure out what she's doing day by day.

With occasional posts, Alexandra, Adrienne's older sister, writes of her ranch life in Nevada and raising four sons, ages 5 and under. Life is never dull and her boys have given her some pretty awesome stories to tell.

Stick around awhile, and you're sure to laugh, nod, smile, be encouraged, and see what life is like with a big (little) family.

2.17.2011

Let’s mix things up, just a little. Ok, more than a little.

I’ve had two family practice doctors, two OB’s, and one certified nurse midwife (and then an OB when things didn’t go my way) for prenatal care. I’ve spent hours and hours in waiting rooms, waiting for my two minutes with my doctor. This time, it’s gonna be different.

This baby’s gonna be born at home. My home. With a midwife whom I already am beginning to love. And while I spent an hour and a half with the midwife last night, I didn’t wait for her for even a minute. She actually sat with me, in her little birth house, visiting on the bed, for an hour and a half. There wasn’t a white sheet or exam table in sight. Ah yes, it was beautiful. I haven’t been so excited about something in a really, really long time.

3 comments:

alysia said...

So happy for you! Glad Blaine is on board!

Julia said...

So glad to hear it! :)

Adrienne said...

:)