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Today – Midwife Appointment

Today my midwife met me at my house for our appointment. We don’t always do this but it’s pretty nice when it happens. I love having a midwife.

I guess I’m feeling that way most especially since today’s visit went so well. I can remember all too well what it felt like when I thought something was wrong and how at that point an OBGYN was my safe place….my savior.

We realized today why there was such a discrepancy in his apparent ‘size’. For some reason she had me due on October 23rd!! So that would make me an entire month off! Ya, I think she had reason to suspect that he was small. Duh!  Anyway, everything is cleared up now and we have a perfectly healthy 28 week old baby.

I guess that’s just some of the stuff you deal with when you go the midwife route. No initial ultrasound in the very beginning to approximate the very best guess of how old your baby is. And then very few to no ultrasounds thereafter to watch the progress. It’s old fashioned I guess and ya it caused some heartache but I would still much rather be on this path than another.

So that is why I am going to cancel my appointment with the good Doctor. I feel there is no need to have another ultrasound when I know he is growing just fine. I can actually see it and feel it now. And Chris my midwife can also see it.

During that scary unsure time however the doctor’s time and words did A LOT for me which is why along with my cancellation I wanted to send him a letter to express my appreciation. This is what I’ll say…

Dear Dr. Horsley,

I apologize for cancelling my second ultrasound appointment with you but I hope you can understand that in light of a few things which I wanted to share with you, I feel there is no need for further ‘looks’ at my baby.

The first being that today with my Midwife, as she performed her regular checkups on me, pointed out that her original due date written in my file was October 23, not November 14. You can see then why, when she measured me she came to the conclusion that he was small. According to her we weren’t just a couple weeks off in gestation but nearly a month!

The second being that along with the priceless and helpful information that you provided with your ultrasounds, my midwife Chris is very confident that he and I are perfectly healthy and he is measuring a strong 28 weeks! It all makes sense now due in large part to you.

Like I mentioned before the information you provided us (which I know you didn’t have to do and were uncomfortable doing) was so completely reassuring and priceless. I will never regret coming to you and wont hesitate to do so in the future if ever needed. You said and did all the right things to put us at ease and at the time you were the only one who could do so. THANK YOU FOR THAT.

I completely respect what it is you do and wish you the best in everything.


Anna Sherwood

Now as a fun side note, the only name for this little guy that we have come remotely close to agreeing on is Calvin!

Ah! I’m still not sure about it but we’ll see!!

Let me know what you think! Unless of course you hate it…then maybe keep it to yourself. 😉 HAHA!

Where is the Peace?

In my last post I mentioned writing in my journal about something that was profound for me. I feel the need to share it here as I know there are others who are like me and may be struggling with the same questions. I can’t say that I have it all figured out and that it’s made everything 100% better because it hasn’t. It’s a daily struggle but I’ve at least been shown the right path to take.

I have ALWAYS struggled with the reality that while I live my comfortable blessed life there are others who suffer tremendously by no fault of their own….simply different circumstances. I constantly wonder, “Why was I given this life I have and not another? Why are there so many who are given more unfortunate lives and not one like mine?”  “This is too good to be true” has been a mantra of mine; sub conscience as it may be.

Just take a stroll through the internet and you’ll not just read about the suffering but you can actually SEE IT. It’s horrific and shocking.  It naturally makes those of us sitting in immense comfort ask, “How can I sit here and enjoy the blessings all around me?”  It’s a fair question…I have been asking it forever. Seeing those things makes it’s near impossible for another caring human being to carry on like normal.

This last week, these thoughts were bringing me to my lowest state. I felt lost and worried and angry and confused. For some reason I even came across this on Pinterest. What?!6735ba488cd15b0ba7596b24f24911b6

I felt all these things and more. I got more and more confused. I am not a depressed person but I felt that true happiness was something that I would never have! How could I when there was so much suffering. This stupid picture I saw that day just took me down lower.

Which is what brought me to my conversation with my husband David.

When I unloaded my thoughts to him he lovingly listened and then simply said, “You’re right, you don’t deserve this life.  You get what you get and it’s what you do with it that counts.”  Nobody deserves anything they get…to say that means those innocent people suffering deserve that life and that’s very untrue. We are all beggars and can only look towards the Savior for redemption. We don’t know the particulars behind the reason why the Earth is the way it is but we all get what we are given and it’s how we live that life that matters. Every soul has that journey to take with God no matter their circumstance…we are not the judge…He is.

“Duh” I thought to myself.

I haven’t been on Facebook for months but since logging on a few times in the past week or so to check on my daughter Lucie I have realized something.  These things we SEE on Facebook are not productive. I feel strongly it is not the right way to be informed. They instantaneously transfer us to the other side of the world to an area we otherwise would never see or were MEANT TO SEE.  SEEING the destruction and the blood on little people’s faces do nothing but horrify us and make us sick to our stomachs. At least this is the case for people like me, people who tend to think this way and sort of get into a funk when they see these things.  To explain more there are also people like my husband who don’t waste time worrying about why things are the way they are but instead are driven to do something about it.

Before you jump all over me…I believe that if we are meant to do something to help that specific person or child or cause then the Lord will guide us through that journey. We would know and be inspired as to the next step to take and we would shut off our medias. I am saying that this is what we SHOULD BE doing. Serving, helping, crying with these people because then the destructive thoughts of, “Why me?” are swept up in service….in DOING something….not just witnessing it over the World Wide Web. That is destructive, not productive.

So next time you SEE something horrific on Facebook that makes you wonder, “How am I supposed to go living my life in such peace?” I want your next thought to be, “By using my blessings and gifts to make a difference. That is why God gave me this life…to help others.” Whatever and however you make a difference is your own journey and process.  It’s different for everyone but I promise you that Heavenly Father wants us to be HAPPY. There is no shame in being happy. There is only shame in not spreading that happiness by service. Most of the time that service is mostly needed and intended for the world that is found immediately around you. There are those who will be blessed to take their talents and happiness across oceans or states to affect a greater population but big or small, local or foreign it is the same in the eyes of our Savior. He did not die for us to live in worry, shame and hopelessness.

As we serve more locally around us there will be a domino effect that spreads across the world. I am not so naive as to think we can rid the world of all suffering and evil but I know there can be a real difference made.

But first…LET’S GET OFF FACEBOOK and step back into the REAL world where our natural emotions can be put to good use with the help of our Savior and instead of wondering what our purpose is, we can know that we are fulfilling our purpose.


David must have worked quite a while (at least the length of the drive to Twin Falls and back) on this Lego sign but it was well worth it because we are all so excited to have Lucie here for Thanksgiving.

She has been here for a week now and she will be here for a week more still. Yay! I can never express just how complete our family feels when she is here.

Its a terrible shame to say it but up until now this poor girl has not had a bed of her own at our house. How awful is that?! I can’t believe it but it seems we were blindsided with this teenage girl all the sudden and it became apparent that despite her rockstar attitude and resiliency she needed her own space…badly.

Unfortunately we are still here *ahem* stuck in this little 2 bedroom apartment so we had to make do with what we had. Bunk beds to the rescue! Now she has her own full size bed and after a quick shopping trip to pick out the perfect sheets and bedspread I think we got a little closer to helping her feel more at home here. That and a bigger dresser delete the ‘living out of a suitcase’ scenario. Oh how sorry I’ve been that she hasn’t had that until now.

I love this girl so much. She is a cowgirl thru and thru. I thought when I was her age that I was horse crazy but she puts me to shame. She lives on a dream cow ranch with miles and miles to roam and besides her school work to do in the morning she’s a free spirit.

Here she is a little more restricted. No horse. No ranch. No roaming. But we are doing our best to help her find things she might like to do here in the ‘city’. Friends, swimming and tumbling at the local sports academy are a start. But she’s a trooper for sure.

I try to imagine what it would be like in her shoes. I imagine I would be pretty homesick for the home that I was at most often yet feeling the urge and obligation to see and spend time with my other family that I loved and knew loved me. Oh the emotions!!! And I can’t say enough how amazing she is considering everything.

I feel so blessed to have her in my life. She is our life. I can’t imagine it without her. This year I am thankful for Lucie Lu and my entire family.


I am waxing nostalgic today.

I am happy.

I am blessed. I have had a good life.

Ha. I talk like I am and old person or something.

I know I have a lot of good life in front of me too.

I love my husband. So much.

I love my kiddos.

Opening up old files of pictures and scrolling thru them makes me…nostalgic. For the past and the future. Can you be nostalgic for the future?

The house I grew up in still occupies a large part of my heart. It’s not ours anymore and whenever I am in St. George I am tempted to always drive by it, stop by even and ask to go in. But I have stopped doing so. It’s turned from our desert oasis to something unrecognizable.

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It was the party house. Pool, pool house, large backyard…of course it was!


Behind the house was open fields where we rode our 4-wheelers and kept my horse Escalante. Currently these fields don’t exsist anymore as there are houses being built or are already built.


I don’t know why I loved our circle driveway so much. Lots of space for everyone coming and going!


This is what the kitchen looked like for the first 6ish years that we lived there. It later got updated but it was definitely the center of our home.


Love the spanish 70’s tile.


My dad the landscaper did such a beautiful job with our yard. It really was an oasis.

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Being thrown in the pool happened frequently.

These are some pictures that show it a little later in it’s life. Fun fun house.

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It’s just a house. If given the opportunity I am not sure I would even buy it back. It’s the memories made around that house that are precious.

Houses can be purchased or built again. Where memories can be made again. The people that reside and come and go from the homes make it what they are…what they were.

My parents actually just moved into a home in Smithfield and it is quickly becoming ‘their home’ and we already love going there and making memories. I am so grateful for that.


Life is a miracle. Even though it’s so easy to forget that and get caught up in the unimportant and just feel down for whatever reason I always have to remember just what seems to be a primary message from our prophets and leaders lately…to be HAPPY.

There is so much to be happy about!

I love the constant reminders. If I was already perfect I couldn’t enjoy the improvement and the moments where I realize what happiness and joy might feel like in the eternities.  We get just a taste here…and it’s delicious.🍒🍍

🔸Mmmmm mmmm mmmmm….mmmmm. 🔸





Somehow this was David’s first time to the Pumpkin walk in Logan. I guess the zillion other times I’ve been were with friends and previous boyfriends.

I was disappointed unfortunately because the majority of scenes were painted pumpkins situation and set up as people or animals or skittles.


In previous years the pumpkin scenes consisted of beautifully carved pumpkins that lit up the park. But it was still memorable.



I love this man


I love my family


I love fall




And right now I love Cache Valley. I feel so blessed.


Oh and I also happen to love Snoopy. This is so cute.

Earlier this week we finally carved the pumpkins that we brought home from the local patch.

We decided to do it at Mimi and Papa’s new house. I love this tradition! And Mimi loves the seeds at the end!



Isn’t it funny that even though they are the kids’ pumpkins the parents (and Papa) do all the work?

They turned out pretty great right? William has randomly become obsessed with Batman. Have no idea why, he hasn’t even seen the show or the movie or anything.

Funny kid.



Love the fun pumpkin glow on the cool fall evening!


Happy Fall!! Happy Halloween!



I finally did it!! Took long enough gosh!! Oh my heck it was so fun!


This is my gun and I love it. It’s a Springfield Armory XDM full size 9mm. It’s technically a competition gun. I special ordered a stainless steel slide so it shines…mmmmm so pretty. But anyway moving on. Once I got my gun and ammo and other gear I was ready! Unfortunately, I had to wait almost a year before I could go.

It was hard because I didn’t shoot it that whole time (OK, once right after I bought it cause come on!) because I didn’t want to learn or make bad habits. Boy am I glad I did that. So many go with well ingrained habits and most bad.

Uncle Joe and I commiserated Thanksgiving 2014 to go and in the meantime we recruited and tried to recruit more people to go. In the end it was UJoe, my sister in law Mericar and UJoe’s friend Jim and I.


I tried to go without any expectations.  Was it going to be scary and hard? Were the instructors going to be militant? Were my arms, wrists and hands going to be able to keep up with the long days? I started to get really anxious as the time got closer.  I had no idea what to expect.

Our trip started out on a great foot. About 10 mins into our drive we heard a really loud sound and realized quickly that we had a flat tire. 🙁 So glad we were with two men that could change it in a flash!


We got to stop in St. George to see Grandpa Sharp and have dinner. Uncle Joe hit it off with our waiter but who doesn’t hit it off with Uncle Joe?!


Pahrump, NV. Never heard of it? THAT’S  A GOOD THING. Apparently it’s one of the only  spots in the country where prostitution is legal. Ya. Living, breathing brothels exist here. So wacko.

It’s about 45 mins outside Vegas. Middle of no where. Then go from Pahrump about another 25 mins in the middle of the desert and you are at Frontsight. Awesome.


We had to be there at 7 am Friday morning for registration and weapons check. We were given a range number (so we could drive to it later) and then we were shown to a friendly worker who took our weapon and ammo and ‘suited’ us up. I didn’t realize that my magazine pouch (the thing that holds my extra magazines (thing that holds the bullets)) needed my belt to go thru it so I had to take my belt off and put that on…embarrassing.


He checked my gun (‘nice gun’ he said..hehehe) and inserted it into my holster for me. Told me I wasn’t allowed to take it out or touch it while on the range unless told otherwise.  Ie: if we were loaded and needed to unload off the line then we had to have one of the instructors do it for us. We could never touch our gun unless on the firing line. Smart.

Meanwhile my Uncle Joe and his friend Jim were going thru the same process and my sister in law, Mericar was renting a pair of ear muffs.  You can rent basically anything from them if you didn’t bring your own gun, ammo etc.

Once we met up we drove down to our designated range. Range 7. It’s a HUGE place. Range 7 was close.  On day 3 we were moved down to range 15 and that wasn’t even the farthest.



We met our instructors and got a good look at the other 34 or so people in our group. Then we went back to the main hall where we would be given our first lecture. There were almost 800 people in that hall. Crazy! And this was just in our 4 day defensive handgun class…there were other classes going on at the same time!


I had no idea it would be so big.

I wish I could remember what they said. I don’t. Welcome. Be safe and have fun…something like that probably.

People of all shapes and sizes, age and ability…here to learn how to be safe and defend themselves with a gun. One of the best forms of self defense.

The first 2 days was lots of lecture, demonstration and learning. We practiced what we were taught in between but the majority of our time was in our chairs. The next 2 days it flipped. We spent most of our time shooting. FUN!

The lectures were really interesting. We learned about being in yellow awareness which means instead of being dazed, unaware and clueless, in our own world kind of thing we need to be keenly aware of our surroundings and what’s going on. Looking when we’re walking. Noticing the details and the changes around us.


Criminals target those in awareness white which is the dazed, own little world one I talked about. Talking on your cell phone, texting, daydreaming etc. You don’t want to be caught in awareness white. You are in trouble.

We learned about all the many true and made up scenarios that might happen when forced to defend yourself or your loved ones. The ethics behind your decision and the consequences.  Basically if you and anyone else around you, the jury for example would say, ‘who wouldn’t have done what you did?! Who wouldn’t?’ Then you know it was the right direction.

Very interesting and eye opening.


We also learned about approaching a house or building with a bad guy inside. How to clear a door, a room etc. The choices….does he have a hostage, is he harmful, should I shoot, where should I shoot?


We learned how and what to yell at someone who is challenging you. Stop right there!!! or Stop or I’ll shoot!!! Now there are witnesses.

We learned so much there is no way I could detail it all out here. The goal of the course was that we could pull the gun from our holster, take 2 controlled shots to the thoracic cavity and optionally the head in under 1.8 seconds. Ya. crazy huh?


Everything was very impressive and well worth every bit of money and time it took.

I can’t wait to go back in the spring.

It will be warmer then. Yes, it was cold. Very cold. Especially the last 2 days. It was windy too which made our skills test very interesting! But oh what good memories! I really cherish the time I got to spend with my sweet sister in law and get to know her better. I love you Mericar!


Some random fun things that happened, memories that I want to keep….

  • Mericar dropping her magazine in the latrine. Plop! Yuck! HAHAHA (don’t worry if you want to go they have flush bathrooms too)
  • Eating less than sub-par sushi at a CHINESE buffet in PAHRUMP, NV. What??
  • The old farts in our group swinging their guns around like bats and everyone taking cover behind Hilary the big guy or just dropping to the ground.
  • The annoyed but friendly instructors reprimanding them
  • Jim shooting off a negligent discharge during malfunctions and just continuing on like normal. Afterwards saying, “I was hoping no one would notice.’ HAHAHA
  • ‘What you missed in History class’ podcasts
  • Mericar’s victory dance
  • Mericar’s fast as lightning draw
  • Me losing against uncle Joe in the 3 target hostage competition and the audible ‘ahhhhhhhhhhhhh’ from the crowd when I shot the hostage.
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  • Uncle Joe winning the 3 target hostage competition.
  • Jim and his salt
  • Valley’s and peaks (something we all experience while learning)
  • Paris attacks happened…ironic as Paris is a gun free zone. Shooters acted at ease and took their time while taking peoples lives because they knew no one would be shooting back. Hello!!!!!
  • Jim asking us everyday as we entered FS if we were carrying clubs or guns.(loaded or unloaded)
  • Yoga in hotel room with Mericar the master.
  • Tape on fingers and wrists=hardcore 🙂
  • Nearly freezing temps and amazing wind speeds that kept us from using concealment on two occasions.
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  • Hearing my boys’ little voices on the phone and thinking how much cuter they sounded after being away for a few days.
  • 600 rounds of ammo from just my gun alone and wondering how much $$$$ was blown up each day on the ranges
  • Our amazing instructors. Dan, The Hulk from Germany (Hulger) and the others.
  • Waiting for the day when I could go back and do it all again!


Who wants to go with me?!!!

 I never expected to feel so confident with my gun and have all my fears about being helpless go away!

You can too!!! You have the right to defend you and those around you!!


David A. Sherwood

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His middle name is Allen…but neither of us really know how to spell it.  Or we forget.  All we know is it’s spelled weird, not like you normally spell Allan(what’s the normal way?).  So I didn’t use it in the title…seems like a place that should contain only correct statements.  Anyway, I’m being too lazy on this beautiful day to get up and find out if it’s Allen, Allan, Alen, or Alan. Forgive me love!!

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We’ve been married now for 5 years.  It’s one of those things that has gone by so fast but at the same time it already feels like a lifetime because of how much more I love him. So many memories have been made and the things that we’ve accomplished and been through together make it seem like 10 years.  For our anniversary we didn’t get to do the extravagant things that we wanted to do and dreamed about but what we did was better.


When we first started dating(in 2009) we loved to hike (still do) and decided to take my mom and my roommate (also my second cousin) on a hike called rattlesnake trail. At the top it overlooks the entire Cache Valley.  This was the first time my mom met David in fact!  It is a beautiful hike and we’ll always remember it.  The pictures below were taken from that day.  See how fit and thin and tan we were? hehe Well on our 5 year anniversary we decided to finally go back to that place and hike it once again.  We hadn’t been back since.  The pic above is from that day.

Of course I knew when I married him that he was special and that he’d make me happy and be a good dad etc etc.  I knew he would provide a good life for our family and that he’d go far and do amazing things with his life.  This is a man who had the suspicion and drive to start his own rabbit food business whilst starting his PhD (and has made it into a success I might add).  A man who wanted to be completely independent and self-reliant (concepts that I knew little about at the time).  A man who had experienced what true hunger was and to stave off starvation ate only millet everyday.  A man who knew what hard work meant and had a positive outlook on the road ahead.  A man who didn’t need much but wanted to give everything.

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Ya.  Special people!!  I was like, never letting this one go!  Thank goodness he felt the same way about me!!!!

And of course he’s exceeded my expectations by eons and eons in the last 5 years. He is a marvelous dad.  Just so so good.  He GENUINELY wants to be NEAR his kids and spend QUALITY time with them.  He is always thinking about how he can make them smile and things he can do with them to create memories.  He’s wrestling with them on the ground, he’s teaching them sound principles, he’s being a goof ball with them, he’s holding them and snuggling them and kissing them and telling them that he loves them all the time.  He’s praying with them and reading books with them. He’s watching monster truck videos with them.  When he’s not around them he yearns to be with them.


They love him so much.  There will come a day when they realize just how lucky they are that David Sherwood is their dada.  But for now I know it.  And I know how lucky I am to have him as my companion.  There is no other that I would want to spend my life and eternity with.


  All I can say is, “You certainly are babe! You certainly are!”


Goodbye – Mama’s Song


The other day I had Celine on in the house and this song came on.  I felt many emotions while listening to it even though it was probably the millionth time I’ve heard it.

First I was completely grateful for the mom I am blessed with.  Then I was filled with gratitude for the gospel and the life we know of after this.  Now I am not saying that I know what Celine Dion’s beliefs are because she very well could believe in life after death and probably does.  But does she and the rest of the world know her mom and can be her mom for eternity?  That the sweet relationship doesn’t have to end at death?

This song made me mourn for those who have loved ones pass while not knowing what’s happened to them, to their spirit.  What a confusing, scary and awful experience.

I know that we will all be together again as resurrected beings because of Jesus Christ… that thru the Temple’s our families are bonded.   I know that when we die our spirit lives on.  I know that the world has been gifted with some extraordinary knowledge and power thru the Restoration and that the knowledge and power desperately needs to be shared.

I am grateful for my mom.  She is extremely strong and genuine and an amazing example to me.  If I knew that the day would come she would pass away and it would be the last time I saw her, I just couldn’t handle it.  I don’t know what I would do.  That’s why I am SO grateful that it’s not going to be that way.  Share the news!!