tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72210348738859962472012-01-27T19:29:41.510-07:00infertility, brain tumors, adoption, BIG LAUGHS.kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.comBlogger6291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-49527129792186669182012-01-24T01:00:00.003-07:002012-01-27T19:07:15.090-07:00

the andy, sharlie & tavin family. AN ODE TO A BIRTHMOTHER We are three hoping to become four.We hope this little poem is not a bore.We love to play and dance on the kitchen floor.We have fun traditions and holiday wreaths on the door.We like to travel, take pictures and explore.We embody happiness you can't find in a store.We invite you to read our blog if you would like to know more. Ok, so

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the dave, lizzie, mason & jimmy family. She likes: taking pictures of awesome people wearing funky socks running camping reading eating creamy, sweet, chocolaty treats and dancing with her littles He likes: taking pictures of objects and nature fishing camping sports creating amazing videos eating gummy, sugary, sour candy and playing ball with his boys Together we are Lizzie and Dave and we

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when i married studly, i weighed in at 133 pounds.   i was active, loved running, played soccer with a passion.  i felt wonderful physically and mentally.  i was healthy.  i dare say that if i had to take a guess at when i was in my prime, that was it.  i felt good. almost six years later, i weigh in at 227. i knew typing that would elicit a response.  i can't help but cry, and it's not just the

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five years. whoa. i'm taken aback by what the past five years have held for me and studly.  for our families and for our future.  so much loss, so many challenges.  yet, amidst all the struggle, some of the sweetest triumphs.  i know my life is a blessed life.  so much so that i feel so undeserving.  however, i don't ask questions and i take the wonders life gives me.   five years ago i went into

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thanks shannon!

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or smited. smitted? smutted? i have this nerve disorder.  (trigeminal neuralgia, see post here)  it blows.  no, really, it hurts so bad i want to pull out all my teeth with a pair of pliers and rip all the nerves out of my face.  with no anesthetic.  hard core?   no, i'm just that desperate. of course i make a frantic call to the clinic, in which they squeeze me in with a crazy old doctor.  (my

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the payne family "Being nerdy is not fun!” That is a phrase you will never hear from Jared. He claims that blinking lights are interesting, not because they are blinking but because of all the fascinating different ways light can be produced. Incandescent's, florescent, LED; they are all entertaining to his geeky personality. This fascination with the small and trivial makes him a great

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you know, i feel so sheepish every time i'm asked to do a photo session.  i always let them know right off the bat that i'm still learning, but i love what i do.   the holyoak's were troopers, as it was a balmy 27 degrees during our shoot.  their little eight month old is a doll, and she did so well.  i can't even handle pictures when i'm that cold.  (ask jenny.  our latest session with her was

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this is such a sensitive subject.  not only to me, but to many of those i love.  a very dear friend of mine recently experienced pregnancy loss, and my heart still aches for her.  i've traveled this road, yet i feel so inadequate.  i don't know what to say; how to help and comfort her.  prayers of love and peace just don't feel like enough.   i have pondered on this matter for so long, and still

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i am currently behind on a few posts, spotlights, and life in general. for now, please enjoy one minute and thirty six seconds of boog showing us all how to get down.

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i am finally getting my butt in gear and starting anew with my second 365 project. i had started back in september, but naturally i neglected it so i am starting today. if you feel the need to take a gander at some sub par photography, go ahead and click here. you can also see my first project 356 here. if YOU are doing a 365 project, leave me the link in a comment. i love 'em. such a neat

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as national adoption month comes to a close, i find myself reflecting on my personal experiences with adoption.  then, when perusing facebook, i caught a conversation that really got me thinking about my own adoption and boog's adoption.  while i know that so many strides have been made as far as the stereotypical adopted child, birth parents, adoptive parents, etc. i feel like adoption is still

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i find that each year it is harder to express how grateful i feel for the life i have been granted.  of course it is impossible to list each and every thing i have been blessed with, every piece of my life that is wondrous, even the parts that aren't so beautiful, in one post. this is the part where i chastise myself for not writing about gratitude more.  however, as customary, i would like to

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the fail family Joe is a lively, number crunching Accountant and Amy is a fun-loving ER nurse. We are looking forward to adding a child into our family through adoption and are excited at what a fun adventure it would bring!  We have so much love to give and are excited for the opportunity to bring a special child into our home.  Though it has been a bumpy road of infertility, we feel at

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when it comes to life planning, well, i'm not that great at it. actually, strike that, i am actually a great planner.  it's the universe that makes it hard. these days i leave planning to our yearly california beach trip, or a concert date with the studly.  life planning?  we gave that up years ago.  don't get me wrong, we have goals and hopes and dreams, but planning out when we want them to

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i've taken the last few posts to talk about kate and our failed placement, and i admit it was hard to recount that experience and the emotions that come with it.  it was a very hard and dark time in my life.  i truly felt there was nothing that could ever make my heart feel light again.  sigh, it was plain awful.  however, with time came happiness, for both parties.  i am so happy to tell you all

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ever since i started following along and participating in the blog production, not reproduction, i have been so excited about the interview project.  my excitement increased when i recieved my partner, red, a birth mother who placed her son nine years ago.  she is also the single mother of one daughter, cookie.  reading through her story has been an amazing ride, and she is, simply put, super

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i didn't run my car off a cliff... ...obviously. about five months after kate we were in a situation to adopt again, but it kinda went kaboom two days after the little guy was born.  our grief was multiplied, and i felt as if i truly had lost my mind.  (there is a hole in our bathroom wall to prove it. never punch walls, folks.  you break fingers) i felt betrayed, lost and unable to continue on

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i wish my memory would fail me. truly i wish that the image of R, clutching kate, in the rear view mirror would poof into thin air.  this is why studly drove, because if i were behind the wheel, i would have flipped around and bolted back to them.  it took every ounce of strength i had left to not jump out of the moving vehicle.  call me cliche, but i left my heart with that little girl. almost

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-11111227403128078902011-11-09T00:32:00.002-07:002011-11-09T09:13:41.269-07:00

basically that's how the next week in reno felt.  (think the big bang theory) after studly left my mom drove up, which let me tell you, saved my sanity.  she helped me with kate at night, got me out of bed in the morning, made sure i took a shower, kept me eating, got me out of the house...  she basically kept me alive. so you can imagine my anxiety and sadness when i dropped her off at the

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oh, sweet readers and friends, how you have lifted my spirit and given me strength as i recall these events.  thank you, thank you, from the bottom of my coke loving soul.  this happened over a year ago, but it still creeps in and causes pain.  it's nice to know that i have support and love on the ready from such amazing people. truly, thank you.  all of you. now, i want you all to know that had

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i just read through the emails birth dad and i had sent to one another and i am enraged. he is a liar.  a fake.  a sham.  i admit i have not forgiven him, and i don't think i will any time soon. consequently, it is making my brain swim with rage and it is a lot harder to write in such a state.  then again, the emails shed light into that period of time i have shoved into the dark recesses of my

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i can't seem to turn out any more of the story today. i'll try tomorrow. now i am off to snuggle the little that resides just down the hall.   he helps all of the sadness attached to this story fade away.

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would you believe that within twenty four hours of kate's birth (which i realized i never posted, 4/26/2010) i sent hundreds of texts (thankfully we had unlimited) as well as over talked my minutes (by seriously 150 bucks)? that was the biggest cell phone bill i have ever paid.   this was probably due to the fact that we hadn't told anyone but our parents about talking with R, let alone possibly

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-5938302712772173812011-11-02T20:19:00.007-06:002011-11-02T22:53:25.277-06:00

adoption is part of my being. it has been woven into my soul and is an intricate part of my life, studly's life, and our son's life. we wouldn't have it any other way. most of you know our road to becoming parents has been, well, hectic, to say the least.  when our journey started, i had no idea that it was going to tear my heart to shreds before it ever started to heal.  then again, 'you live,

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-44761146686851289542011-11-01T18:56:00.002-06:002011-11-01T23:16:41.921-06:00

there was this one point in my life where i thought i was cut out to be an english major.  now, from my lack of capitalization skills, you can probably figure out how that played out for me.  exactly. after two semesters i chickenend out and went with biology instead.  seriously, it's easier than english, and there are definitive answers.  no ambiguity. this is a muscle.  this is what it does. 

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i had the opportunity to take some beautiful photo's of my good friend's little, sofia.  add in an impromptu photo session with my nephew, and we've got munchie babies all over the place. however, my baby is the munchiest...

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i can't sleep. in fact, i have been trying for hours to no avail. i've written before about the moments where the reality of my situation hits me so hard i can't breathe.  i try to suck in air like a fish out of water.  pretty sure if you were to take a look at me right now, i look like a dead or dying fish.   however, i will not post proof.  you will just have to trust me. i confess that tears

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-23240501020968136662011-10-20T22:03:00.008-06:002011-10-20T22:39:51.478-06:00

sometimes i find that the internet is a horrible medium for opinion making. now, i'm explaining this as to get feedback because i am seriously confused about how a comment that i made was taken so out of context that it resulted in me being called, 'bitter and bitchy.'   well, we all know i'm bitchy, that's a given. as i was scrolling through facebook statuses this evening, i read one stating

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mr. boogity boog face turned two on the 1st of october. what a blessed day. i am obviously a great, 'momblogger', of course, because i post about my son's birthday two weeks after the fact.   that's right. i digress... truly nothing in my life brings as much joy as this kid.  mmk, maybe studly, most days...when he actually puts his dishes in the dishwasher.  other than that, boog is pretty much

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-73775056532077405542011-10-10T22:19:00.000-06:002011-10-10T22:19:42.855-06:00

just had to share a few more pictures of this lovely family...

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first family photo shoot. i was nervous. good thing they weren't ugly, or i would have had to work harder.

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when i see my mom with my kiddo (and my sister's kiddo as well), i am over come with emotion. i am a mother because she was my mother first.  because she loved me first.

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my heart is mourning. i just caught up on one of, 'my shows'.  (grey's anatomy) a couple in the show had their adopted daughter taken away. taken.  away. as i watched the actress portray the emotion that comes when a mother is removed from her child, i held boog tight as tears fell off my cheeks.   so. much. pain. to get here. after i put my sweet boog into his crib, i looked over blog posts from

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the happiest birthday to our little terrorist, boog.  two is a BIG number, buddy! enjoy 13 minutes of our adorable man.

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sigh, rough week. my emotions are being pulled so many ways that i have absolutely no clue what to do or how to handle it. in fact, i am so clueless, that instead of working through my thoughts, feelings and other random pieces of brain matter, i eat cereal and zone out.  (which, by the way, fiber plus makes awesome cereal.  i figured i didn't get any type of vitamins or minerals from all my coca

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-47036808949531358242011-09-20T11:45:00.001-06:002011-09-20T11:52:49.337-06:00

wonderful comments, everyone.  thank you!  i never really thought it was brave to talk about it.  i assume you all realized i was completely crazy and this was just another aspect of my crazy.  also, they have given me a lot to think about, and have contributed to content in this post. last night's post was written on the back of taking said medication.  um, that stuff is nuts.  about ten minutes

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-74500601606117211072011-09-19T22:54:00.000-06:002011-09-19T22:54:01.409-06:00

a few years back i was diagnosed by my therapist to have obsessive compulsive disorder.   ocd.   psh, doesn't every one in the whole world have ocd?  i'm pretty sure they do.  i brushed it off.  i'm not a hoarder...yet... then, in meeting with my doctor shortly after said diagnosis, he has spoken with my therapist and agreed that, yes, kenna suffers from ocd and needs help to keep things in her

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-51227340388520625032011-09-07T23:31:00.002-06:002011-09-08T11:56:14.592-06:00

i will always love all my kids. addalyn leise (stillborn) : january 5, 2007 babies 2-4 (pregnancy losses) : 2007 katelyn nicole (failed adoption) : april 26, 2010 baby boy (failed adoption) : september 13, 2010 that's just how it will always be. so blessed to have mr. boog.  he has healed my heart from such loss.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-41632564794917689902011-08-30T22:04:00.000-06:002011-08-30T22:04:34.085-06:00

my pal aubrey had me hit up this website. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ...and i plan on owning the following:  uterus plush pituitary gland pin brain pin  ovary plush christmas is on it's way, right?

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i find myself feeling ill and fumbling for words.  stringing these sentences together is even causing a headache, which is pathetic, and which also means i should probably not be vertical much longer. however, i read this little gem today and thought i'd share. the words provided an overwhelming sense of calm to my soul as i am making my recovery from the past 5 months of surgeries.   i hope it

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-28276668862638446562011-08-26T19:47:00.003-06:002011-08-27T00:29:03.790-06:00

my place of residence isn't necessarily what some would call, 'roomy.'  now, because of this, and when boog arrived, it's been particularly hard to create even a small space for myself.  a while ago i purchased an amazing new desktop so i could work on editing photos, blogging, etc. but it stayed in boog's room.  consequently, i never used said wonderful new computer.  finally, after months of

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-73192614197838889112011-08-22T21:08:00.008-06:002011-08-23T21:03:03.275-06:00

i admit i have been struggling lately. mainly it has to do with my latest surgery, which is understandable.  i loathe physical limits, and i hate being unable to do simple tasks.  today, a week out from surgery, i ran to macey's with boog because we were out of milk.  as i walked through the aisles i felt dizzy, tired and almost like every movement took 100% more energy than it should.  i was

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-45389995802951943822011-08-20T16:38:00.001-06:002011-08-25T19:36:41.796-06:00

i'm one sad panda. long week of recovery, but luckily i have great friends and family who have been taking care of me, studly and boog 'round the clock.  i can't thank you all enough, as well as those who have offered up prayers, good vibes, sent loving cards and packages, etc.  it means the world to me.  truly. oh, and because i know you love it, here is a picture of my ovary.  for kicks. even i

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-19973434382741253572011-08-09T22:51:00.002-06:002011-08-29T23:38:08.696-06:00

(thank you to my ashface for this word.  i have submitted it to dr. webster for the next addition of the dictionary.) i tend to get all sorts of angsty before i head into surgery.  however, can you blame me?  this is my third 'cut open party' in 12 months.  it's not so much the fact that they are taking out the last of my lady parts.  that ship has sailed and sunk in the bermuda triangle.  (

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-86036455365527596982011-08-01T22:25:00.000-06:002011-08-01T22:25:10.190-06:00

just returned from heaven the beach heaven. i'll be checking in with you soon. so much to talk about. boog's sealing...the trip...upcoming surgery...the giant bruise on my leg from biffing it down the cement stairs this morning...

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-74978506968368888992011-07-26T20:03:00.000-06:002011-07-26T20:03:47.451-06:00

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-36162392713839853772011-07-18T21:38:00.000-06:002011-07-18T21:38:00.189-06:00

Oct. 11, 1993 If I were ruler of the new world I would macke 5 rules. 1. no swering.  (i move we abolish this rule) 2. no vilens. 3. no stelling. 4. no cuting trees.  (i was obviously a granola child) 5. no killing. Thes are my rules.  I made them my self. The end.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-49997390609586168772011-07-12T13:27:00.009-06:002011-07-12T21:22:25.472-06:00

today is tusday, april 6, 1993. write 5 gobs that you might want to do when you grow up. 1. jandl jims.  (jungle jims) 2. disover zone.  (discover zone) 3. currs world pizza  (errr...?) 4. chucky cheeseis pizza  (mmm, cardboard pizza for a living) 5. k mart  (damn straight) i was just as ambitious then as i am now.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-14589357613135392532011-07-11T22:46:00.000-06:002011-07-11T22:46:28.662-06:00

i'm so glad my mom kept all my grade school journals. priceless. today is monday, octobr 12, 1992. if i were christopher columbus i would explore new worlds. my new world would be like this.   write five things. 1. it would be rond. 2. the laned would be green. 3. the oeasen wuold be blew. 4. he did not deckver it. he bomt in it. 5. he dide 500 years ago.  i'm still laughing about it.   more

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-73076920763799494042011-07-01T22:54:00.001-06:002011-07-01T23:01:20.231-06:00

I would just like to give Kenna’s readers some insight into our relationship so you may see the true love that we have for one another. Let’s go on this magical ride together into the past.  Many moons ago (approximately 15 moon) Kenna and I were walking through Target (aka Gay Balls) talking about our childhood memories. One memory that we share is about American Gladiators. We both had Nerf

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-43826372537876423372011-06-29T23:17:00.002-06:002011-07-09T22:15:52.941-06:00

june 29, 1984 - my older brother, ian, was born.  he passed away three short years later. june 29, 1994 - ian (by proxy) and i are sealed to our mom, dad and three siblings. june 29, 2011 - studly and i are sealed to our boog. june 29, 2011 - my baby sister has a baby of her own. details later.  i'm going to go bask in joy. or maybe go to vegas and put all my money on #29.  also, quickly,

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-8720355122627660352011-06-27T23:35:00.006-06:002011-06-28T10:06:01.618-06:00

'mormon mommy bloggers' what does that even mean? i admit this blog has taken me places i never expected.  i have loyal readers, whom have turned into amazing friends.  i've connected with those of my faith, and some who share different beliefs.  my heart has been soothed by strangers, and strengthened by heaven sent emails.  i have friends who are fertile, i have some who aren't.  some have

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-81380426995255968652011-06-26T19:34:00.002-06:002011-06-27T20:18:07.373-06:00

at last i have found the missing piece to boog's bedroom.   i am in love with this etsy shop. order yours here

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-52223015427755070142011-06-20T21:29:00.002-06:002011-06-20T21:31:16.647-06:00

this is information everyone should be privy to. the 2 phrases that rank HIGHEST on my key word/phrase search via google? 'man nose hair' & 'where do the sperm go' i have arrived! this blog is going places.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-25906553048847857242011-06-16T14:34:00.003-06:002011-06-16T14:41:12.486-06:00

 man of the hour. for the first time in years i have been sleeping soundly in my bed. no thoughts of, 'what if's'. no fears eating at my brain. just relief.  just sleep.  just peace. i cannot find, and probably will never find, words to adequately express my love for boog and for his birth families.  this has been a fight to the finish, and i have battle scars (physical and emotional) that would

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-6573595977772019632011-06-05T20:42:00.005-06:002011-06-06T12:19:11.502-06:00

it's only natural that i read birth stories (often) on friend's blogs.   it doesn't bother me, and it's my choice to read them.  sometimes i make it a few lines, sometimes i read the whole thing, sometimes i close the page as soon as i open it.  depends on my mood, honestly.  however, i am happy for those that i love, and happy that they are able to experience such a gift. as i was reading a

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-27982932751702422182011-05-30T22:46:00.000-06:002011-05-30T22:46:06.282-06:00

i've been trying to expound on this thought but my mind can't seem to function properly. simply, 'just because i've forgiven someone doesn't mean i'll trust them.  trust is earned, and they haven't done a thing to try and get it back.' therefore, i will keep them outside of my 'circle of trust' (name that movie) until further notice. that is all.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-20782143164321658392011-05-26T21:28:00.004-06:002011-06-20T21:15:07.339-06:00

i cry when i watch this. such a fighter.  also, for those who asked, boog was born at 27 weeks.  2lbs 3oz thanks to my vonnie for cluing me in to movie maker!

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-16807066160907860702011-05-23T20:01:00.001-06:002011-05-23T20:14:06.908-06:00

'i can have a vial of crabs here in 30 minutes.'name that movie... for my birthday, i hit up joe's crab shack with my friends and family.   i love eating crab.  this has only been a recent development, say, around 2008.  i used to think they were awful, spider look alike creatures, which i still do, but they. are. delicious. i watch too much, 'deadliest catch.'    oh well, like i said, mmm mmm

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-27309671251352123642011-05-22T00:48:00.000-06:002011-05-22T00:48:03.629-06:00

photo by my talented pal todd anderson

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-87899699833631784592011-05-17T19:59:00.001-06:002011-05-17T20:01:50.640-06:00

the boog stole my beautiful bouquet of balloons the dentist gave me. oh, why yes, my dentist did give me a bouquet of balloons. he felt bad for the whole, 'root canals on my birthday.' guess what? he even gave me a tooth brush. hint, maybe? who knows. anywhoey, boog claimed them. no, like 'would not let them go all day and if we took them away he'd freak' kind of claim.   i adore my messy

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-13973149017747094922011-05-16T00:01:00.003-06:002011-05-16T00:01:00.651-06:00

i'm still alive. still breathing. now that's something to celebrate. happy birthday to myself. i'm proud of you for not giving up. twenty-six will hold great things.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-9994505516191101692011-05-15T01:25:00.004-06:002011-06-06T14:08:39.075-06:00

it's 12:59 am.  i just made some biscuits.   that's how i roll. sleep eludes me.  i've been tossing and turning and finally got so frustrated that i did laundry, cleaned the house, and of course, made and ate some delicious biscuits.  the parts of my brain that work are reeling with thoughts of, well, just about everything.  we have pills for everything.  i mean, you can take a pill for restless

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-35319683168008192602011-05-11T22:40:00.000-06:002011-05-13T14:36:39.887-06:00

i'm a little over four weeks out from my big H surgery. i was lookin' like this... and now i'm more back to this... well, without the crazy, joker smile.  that's just creepy. it's amazing how much better i feel.  not one ounce of endometriosis pain.  it's really the miracle i've been waiting for.  knowing that in a few months i won't have any pain attributed to my reproductive organs makes me

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-75506498821892050682011-05-11T21:08:00.000-06:002011-05-13T14:36:40.460-06:00

hey my peeps. got a huge favor to ask.  down on the left hand side of my blog, after where i post the albums i'm currently listening too (which i totally need to update) there is a 'followers' block.  it's my crew. would you all be part of my crew and follow my blog?  this way i get to see all the awesome people who read and i can head on over to your blog (if you so desire).  i think it would

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-2657787034497508052011-05-10T17:32:00.000-06:002011-05-10T17:32:10.668-06:00

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-33002327604953484702011-05-09T17:32:00.000-06:002011-05-09T17:32:03.910-06:00

please go here and see if you can do something to help! you will be entered to win a photo shoot by susan monson, an amazing photographer.   again, go HERE to see what it's all about and how you can help.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-90073726614024223192011-05-08T21:31:00.000-06:002011-05-08T21:31:09.544-06:00

i had big plans to vlog instead of blog today. however, every time i would push the, 'record' button the waterworks began. i figure this way all of you will be able to understand me, instead of listening to me blubber for a half hour.  trust me, it would be boring and my face looks ridiculous when i cry. happy mother's day sadie, and thank you. photo by red brick photography thank you for

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-92211223624781559722011-05-06T14:44:00.002-06:002011-05-06T21:23:46.190-06:00

*i'll still be writing...just in case you were worried 'bout that. **also, this is my first vlog.  i realize i have lots to learn.  next time i'll look ya'll in the eye.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-472564797273795112011-05-04T16:48:00.003-06:002011-05-04T19:52:22.076-06:00

about a year ago my mom made a suggestion as we were working on saving for an adoption. 'sell the jeep,' she said, 'get a smaller car, a smaller payment, and less in gas.' what did i say? 'no mom, i LOVE my jeep. it loves me. i can't let him go.'  (yes this is exactly what i said) mom said, 'can the jeep love you back? can you dress it in cute little outfits?' 'um, i can try...' was my reply.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-11429750195416280702011-05-03T22:48:00.002-06:002011-05-03T22:51:21.635-06:00

so, my fine and dandy readers, my birthday is coming up. (may 16 if you wanna send me a holla that day...i love birthday's...especially mine...and the boog's...and studly's...mmk all birthdays!) therefore, i have demanded that my sister's get me a present.  yeah, that's right, demanded.   okay, not so much demanded, but they asked me what i wanted, and here is what i narrowed it down to.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-16738662308661340262011-05-01T00:32:00.007-06:002011-05-01T20:50:40.836-06:00

i wish every week could be, 'national infertility awareness week.' well, maybe not. it's not like i need to be shoving it down everyone's throats every day. wait, i already do that! although i try to spoon feed it nicely, like my icu nurse did with my jell-o. there are moments i'm tender like that. basically i'm grateful that there is at least a week dedicated to educating those who are and

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-82907463656928782392011-04-28T23:11:00.000-06:002011-04-28T23:11:39.409-06:00

most adorable child ever. and future ceo. no contest. you know you wanna squish him.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-21279831967187286012011-04-26T21:32:00.006-06:002011-04-27T01:10:06.545-06:00

 this year for national infertility awareness week, resolve has focused on, 'busting myths of infertility.' i've been meaning to do this for a while, but there are just so many that i wanted to expose.  my brain literally spins with all i could write about.   however, there has been one that has plagued me for years.  so many have put this myth on my shoulders, filled my mouth with words i've

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-51048620823902849482011-04-26T00:01:00.001-06:002011-04-26T00:01:00.377-06:00

one year ago today i met this sweet little wonder... our sweet baby kate. while the past year has been filled with heart ache and joy, i still hurt deeply inside at times for the loss of this wonderful little lady.  boog has brought more joy to my life than i think i'll ever be able to express, but the truth is my heart will always hold a place, and love, kate.  it's impossible for that to ever

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-4768844042367596372011-04-24T14:22:00.001-06:002011-04-24T20:46:16.201-06:00

"I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you... In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world." -John 16:22,33this picture proudly hangs in my living room. there are a lot of pictures i could have chosen, but this one spoke to me.  simply, Christ overcame all, and this picture reminds me daily that through

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-8920099489890694502011-04-23T20:51:00.001-06:002011-04-23T20:54:34.007-06:00

oh, saturday's... started off with a pedi with a bestie... boog hangin' out with daddy at the mall... boog scores an early easter present from gram...(he's so fast he blurs!) rockin' shades with gram... sleepy boog on the way home... boog tries his first peep...he wasn't sure... i pass out with tobias... the end. josh was there...promise.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-47927546414291945872011-04-21T04:24:00.009-06:002011-04-23T00:14:17.192-06:00

warning : pictures of body organs accompany this post it's been a long week my peeps. no lie.  for some reason i thought i could weather getting my lady parts flambe-ed. not the story. my skin is painful to the touch.  feels like a blow torch is going off in my abdomen.  basically the surgeon used the creme brulee method to remove my uterus and ovary.  medical science these days...amazing. 

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-68661627989269253702011-04-20T01:03:00.002-06:002011-04-21T23:06:47.193-06:00

don't worry, i have a blog i've been debating about posting...which was written around midnight whilst completely inebriated. it may include pictures of my uterus, information about a bowel movement, etc, etc. let's take it to a vote. do you want me to post that? in other news, my sweet friend jenny dropped by and had a most sweet present for me.  pictures!  she is an amazing, talented

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-82423962332321146512011-04-16T15:44:00.001-06:002011-04-16T15:46:56.410-06:00

i've been one sad momma. my parents and josh's parents have been most wonderful. boog has spent time at both their houses this past week while i've been going through the first week of recovery. while it's been great for me to sleep and not have the responsibility of crazy boog, i've missed him terribly! boog came home today, and i am elated. even though i'm stuck in bed right now, i can

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-88289689413721283152011-04-14T19:03:00.002-06:002011-04-20T00:39:16.104-06:00

drugs are good. 'specially when you have a 7 inch incision across your, er, lower...stomach...bikini line.  good thing i'm fat.  never will i ever wear a bikini or show anyone this scar.  unless you ask.  nicely. healing is boring, but considering it feels like someone took a blow torch to my insides, it's probably for the best. so, for the next 2 weeks, i'm just gonna lay here...and rot...and

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-56462178703250716752011-04-11T00:26:00.000-06:002011-04-11T00:26:54.593-06:00

in exactly 12 hours my very good looking surgeon will be cutting a most delightful 5 to 7 inch incision.   on my body. eekers? you know, then he is going to burn out some organs.  not something on my bucket list, but i'm flexible.  did i mention the whole, 'i'll be sterile' part? i'm still trying to swallow that pill. the important part is that i'm well taken care of.  so many of you have sent

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-42017122767422155972011-04-08T13:25:00.000-06:002011-04-08T13:25:40.884-06:00

i have teeth. i have teeth from hell. 3 cavities?  sad kenna.i brush!  i swear i brush!  AND floss!  i LOVE to floss! then i spot the tools.  EEK! no joke i saw smoke as they drilled.i also laughed a lot because i was watching season three of, 'the office.'oh, and i totally sneezed on them a few times too. gross. what IS that thing?  no, not my big fat mouth, that metal weirdy thingy...

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-27482916275831062052011-04-03T12:31:00.000-06:002011-04-03T12:31:13.770-06:00

blessed.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-83188925170568254822011-03-29T22:07:00.000-06:002011-03-29T22:07:03.875-06:00

oh, and for hysterectomy. also, 'h' is for HEPATICO­CHOLANGIO­CHOLECYST­ENTERO­STOMIES. yeah, that's a word, homies.   real.  word.   i digress....(er, is that even appropriate in this context?  i don't think it is.  i just didn't know how to segway...) lately i've been asking myself some very serious questions concerning my upcoming surgery.   'what if i wet my bed?' 'will i be able to reach the

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-36074044785402443562011-03-28T07:01:00.017-06:002011-03-28T07:01:00.078-06:00

the hobbs family We are Amy & David Hobbs!  We are very anxious and thrilled to have a first child join our family. We knew when it was discovered that Amy has a rare ovarian abnormality that it would require medical intervention to conceive a child. After finding out the high cost involved without guarantee of pregnancy, we felt strongly and embraced the gift of adoption. We enjoy to work

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-60185790462110879842011-03-25T20:17:00.000-06:002011-03-25T20:17:08.192-06:00

or super boog. either/or. sigh, perfection, right? simple perfection.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-2442528046940487892011-03-21T07:01:00.003-06:002011-03-21T07:01:00.723-06:00

the erickson family High school sweethearts + 14 years of combined school (and school loans) + surviving IVF failures and a reversed adoption + living over two thousand miles away from any of our family members = Isaac and Sara, made-for-each other- best friends who love nothing more than just being together. Add to that... An incredible birthmother + the most perfect adoption + a million

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-44941678558721787322011-03-19T19:47:00.000-06:002011-03-19T19:47:25.544-06:00

this morning i realized that boog no longer fit into his 6/9 month jeans. (floods. bad. almost embarrassing.) his shirts are the same way. 6/9 months need to be packed away. time to bring out the 12/18. then, on to boog's first hair cut. i don't ever recall giving him permission to grow up.  like, ever. boog held still, no tears, and he drove the hell out of that car. (i'm slightly

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-69575040691773682802011-03-17T19:49:00.000-06:002011-03-17T19:49:54.010-06:00

the boogster showing off his heritage.   i would have given him a beer for the sake of the pictures and him being irish and all, but i have a feeling people would call foul or something.  embrace the irish, people! would have been hilarious, admit it. i think he's done with me and the camera. cutest little irish boy child i've ever seen.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-2804888451681670792011-03-15T21:42:00.001-06:002011-03-15T22:21:03.236-06:00

i just snuck into boog's room and kissed his sweet smelling hair. he is sleeping peacefully, breathing in, breathing out; occasionally sighing. i could lay in the chair next to his crib and listen for hours. his calm breaths, over and over, proof that he is living, that he is mine, and that he is a miracle. most don't know that our boog was born at 27 weeks. much too early and without much

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-85381481596483580172011-03-14T14:15:00.000-06:002011-03-14T14:15:17.542-06:00

the brooker family Our Hopes and Dreams We are Daniel and Lyndsie and we are beyond excited to start our family through the miracle of adoption! As we write this letter, we almost feel at a loss for words. We have prayed and thought so much about the best way to share our hearts with you. We wanted to start off by saying that we admire your courage and your selflessness in choosing life for

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-54439907536705291602011-03-12T01:19:00.000-07:002011-03-12T01:19:05.595-07:00

professional help?  psh, we knew that. this is about the big 'h' surgery coming up.  i have received comments from many who have had this procedure, and i admit the closer i get (4 weeks!) the more scared i get.  if anyone would feel so kind to tell me about their experience, i would appreciate it.   also, i'm wondering if any of you had to be sent home with a catheter?  i've heard it both ways.

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-48901716130756683702011-03-09T19:45:00.001-07:002011-03-09T22:10:29.450-07:00

lounging and snuggles with momma on the couch. sweet boy you've removed the cloud of sadness over my heart. you are a miracle. “biology is the least of what makes someone a mother.”

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-70565135711816724752011-03-07T15:55:00.000-07:002011-03-07T15:55:14.534-07:00

happy birthday husband of mine.  photo by jenny wheeler photography my spouse is staring 30 in the face.  i guess i will be too. meh.  i've been praying for us to get to our thirties for a looooong time.  to honor tradition, i hope you enjoy these 27 reasons why i am still, and forever will be, madly in love with my husband.  truly each year gets better and better (for me at least, i've never

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-54990248052135818062011-03-07T07:01:00.001-07:002011-03-07T07:01:00.162-07:00

the ward family  We met at Utah State University in the music department.  After knowing each other for a year we had a quick courtship and an even quicker engagement.  We were married February 1, 2002 in the Logan, Utah LDS Temple...which means we'll be celebrating our NINTH (holy cow...where did the time go?!?) Wedding Anniversary next week. Nathan is employed by the US Navy...but it isn't

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-6347669443900492632011-03-03T09:23:00.001-07:002011-03-03T09:25:27.967-07:00

in my, what seems to be, never ending quest for trial and painful surgery, i am proud to announce that one of my life long dreams will be realized in the coming months. i will no longer be, 'kenna.'   just call me, 'ken.' the man. mmk, that is just weird, and completely untrue, but i won't lie, it feels like my surgeon is going to scoop out my femininity with a melon baller.  (how's THAT for your

kennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03706789932352969204noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221034873885996247.post-60658660425124598232011-02-28T07:54:00.001-07:002011-02-28T11:28:46.109-07:00

the cunliffe familiy Family info:   We are Joe, Tiffany & Adam. A fun family of three hoping to adopt again. We are passionate about adoption. It is one of the greatest blessings of our lives.    We are committed to making each other happy and love being together as a family. We love playing with Adam, working out at the gym, traveling, taking walks, working together on home improvement

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