April 15, 2014

Things I never thought I would say about a Stinky Diaper:

  • Good job, buddy! 
  • That's a lot! I'm so glad. 
  • Finally! 
  • Guess what?  Sam pooped today!
Ah, the joys of motherhood. 


April 11, 2014


I feel like I don't want to, just yet, let this little blog die. I also feel like oh, so very much has happened in the past year.  If you follow me on instagram (@rachelsueward) you know the big stuff.
I had a baby.  Pretty much the cutest little boy ever. And I can say that because I'm his mama.  Yes, your baby's cute too, but please.  Don't try to tell me that you don't also secretly think that your baby is cuter than everyone else's.  Because you know you do it too.

This baby is the sweetest, mildest baby.  The easiest baby.  He is mellow.  He is calm. I LOVE it.  My kids LOVE it.  My husband LOVES it.  Well, except for the part that the baby has started to realize that I'm the mommy and when I leave the room he screams because he loves me, but really, who can fault him for that?
Also, I have an 11 year old. Who babysat someone else's kids for the first time tonight. Yeah, I'm serious.  She's 11. I've tried to tell her to knock it off but she keeps getting taller and it's driving me crazy.  There is a very distinct possibility that she will pass me up in another year or two.  There is also a distinct possibility that she will get as tall as I am exactly and then stop.  It just depends on whose genes she has more of.
I have an onery first grader and a really bored preschooler.  Who just *might* get into all day kindergarten next year and then we will all breathe a sigh of relief.  Because seriously, HE IS SO BORED.  People laugh. But it's not funny.  SO BORED, I can't even tell you.
We fixed the hole in our basement.  There is now a hole in our bank account.  We are not moving. (Again.) We got bunnies. One of them isn't going to make it.  We planted a garden.  Not sure that's going to make it either. None of this is new.  Or very exciting.  But I posted on the blog.  So that absolutely counts for something.  And hopefully, I'll do it again before next year. 


June 11, 2013

Why you should avoid Seven Peaks like the Plague

I bought the pass of all passes from Seven Peaks in April.  When I didn't receive a receipt or confirmation number or anything, my rapid descent through hell (i.e. Seven Peaks Customer Service) began.

In an email to them: 

I purchased 6 Pass of All Passes a few weeks ago, but I never recieved a confirmation email, and therefore, an unable to redeem my passes.  I checked my bank statment, and the payment went through, so that was not the problem. If you could resend that email, I would really appreciate it. 

Thank you.


Dear Seven Peaks Customer,

Thank you for emailing Seven Peaks Fulfillment with your question. I am currently auditing this email box. The answers to some of the most common questions that we see here on the Seven Peaks Fulfillment team are attached to this email. If they still do not answer your question, or if you feel after reading them that your case requires special treatment, please respond to this email with a one to two sentence summary of your issue in the body of the email. Also, choose the keyword below that best corresponds with the nature of your issue and make sure you include it exactly as written below in the subject line of your email. This will help us to meet whatever issues you are experiencing with greater speed and accuracy.

Thank you for your cooperation,

Priority Fulfillment Team
Seven Peaks

Me to Them: 

I purchased 6 passes four weeks ago. I received no confirmation email and therefore heave no redemption code and no way to even begin the process of receiving my passes.  It has been a week since my first email addressing this issue.  
Thank you for your quick response. 



The redemption codes will be on your account where you purchased your passes such as City Deals or Groupon. Make sure you go to www.sevenpeaks.com/redemption to enter your information so we can have it in our system. Please let us know if you have any more questions.


Me to them: 

I didn't purchase my passes through a 3rd party. I purchased them directly from the Seven Peaks website. I received no receipt  email or confirmation whatsoever, but my bank account was charged the amount so I know that the transaction went through. 


Dear Seven Peaks Customers 
I just want to confirm that you've bought your Pass from City Deals, please reply as soon as possible so that i may be able to walk you through the steps of recovering your redemption code.
Thank You

Me to Them: 

I bought my pass directly off of the Seven Peaks website. I did not use Ciy Deals, Groupon, Living Social or any other third part y website. My money went directly to you. I did not receive an email, a receipt, a voucher or any kind of redemption number. I have been waiting over  six weeks now to try and get even that, and I have been horribly disappointed with the quality of your customer service. I would appreciate a prompt response resolving my issue.
Thank you. 


Thank You for contacting Seven Peaks, the main reason why i ask where you purchase your pass because that helps me know what the next step should be to activate your passes. So thank you for clarifying that you've purchase your passes through my company website. witch mean you can take your printed receipt to any of our water park or fun center and they will print you a new pass. We appreciate your patient.
Thank you

Me to Them: 
I don't have a receipt. Of any kind. Whatsoever.

Still don't have a receipt, let alone the actual passes.  If you haven't done it already, DON'T DO IT!

February 11, 2013


My kids are old.

No one in my house wears diapers.  No one uses a sippy cup.  No one sits in a highchair or a booster at the table. (The car is another story.)  No one needs me to dress them or feed them.

It's weird.  I almost don't know what to do with myself.  Almost.

Because now I get to do things like homework, reading, PTA, soccer practice, activity days.  Still busy, just different.  And I honestly couldn't tell you which phase that I like better.

February 5, 2013


I'm not very good at this lately.  And the thing is I miss it.

I have a confession.  At least I think it's a confession. It might just be more than you wanted to know.
I have decided that my non-perfectionist traits are actually a blessing in disguise.  Did you know that about me? I'm the farthest thing from a perfectionist.  I'm the queen of: "Eh, that's good enough."  Which is why there are paint drips on my wall, why the shelf is just the tiniest bit crooked, why my metal star decoration is unevenly gilttered.  It's also why my end table is covered in a layer of dust, the bathroom sink is covered in a layer of toothpaste and the kitchen counter is covered in, well, everything that doesn't really have a place.  But here's the thing:  I'm really not that stressed about it.  You know those people who are like, "I just can't sleep unless my house is clean."  That's totally not me.  My house is never clean.  And I'm really okay with that.  It's just taken me a while to be able to say that.

And it feels pretty good too.

December 14, 2012

And in despair I bowed my head:
"There is no peace on earth," I said,
"For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men."

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,
With peace on earth, good will to men."

December 13, 2012

Stop it

I have decided that I want to weigh in on "Wear pants to church day."  Not so much about the cause, or the reasons or the group, but mostly on the reaction. I have spent the past few days reading dozens of articles and many more comments about the event.  I have seen some eloquently written arguments both in favor and against.  I have seen many not so eloquently written arguments, both for and against.  But there is one comment that I have seen pop up time and time again, that won't leave me alone:

If you have a problem with the church, feel free to leave it.

Well, guess what, brothers and sisters.  They are. "In droves."

But these women, members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, are questioning the way things are done.  But rather than leave the church, as you have so kindly suggested, Anonymous commenters, they have the courage to speak up and ask the question.  And it reminds me a little bit of a 14 year old boy who had a question about which faith was truly for him and had the courage to speak up.  Or later, when that boy's wife had a question about the rather unsightly habit of chewing tobacco.  I have a testimony that this is the true gospel, but I am also reminded that the Lord said: "I will give unto the children of men line upon line, precept upon precept, here a little and there a little; and blessed are those who hearken unto my precepts, and lend an ear unto my counsel, for they shall learn wisdom; for unto him that I will give; and from them that shall say, We have enough, from them shall be taken away even that which they have." There is room for more if we are ready to receive it. 

It doesn't really matter what I think. It doesn't matter whether I think that this is the best way, the most appropriate way to bring these issues out of the darkness.  What matters is that these issues are there.  Rather than disdain, reject or mock these very real issues, which by the way is what brought this to pass in the first place, I would like to remind you of the words of an apostle of the Lord: "
Stop it!
It’s that simple. We simply have to stop judging others and replace judgmental thoughts and feelings with a heart full of love for God and His children. God is our Father. We are His children. We are all brothers and sisters."  (Elder Uctdorf, Apr. 2012)


November 21, 2012

November Sunset

who are you,little i

(five or six years old)
peering from some high

window;at the gold

of November sunset

(and feeling:that if day
has to become night

this is a beautiful way)

ee cummings

November 19, 2012

September 24, 2012

The End. . .

Since I dragged the story over the past two weeks, I won't make you wait the additional month that I waited, thinking that the bleeding had finally stopped. . . . On three separate occasions. I finally called, which resulted in more blood tests, ultrasounds, and ultimately an emergency D&C.

It's been two weeks since the D&C.  Overall, the ordeal lasted a full six weeks.  I think it's over, but I almost hesitate to write that, because I thought it was over before. Several times.

One of the most comforting things about this whole experience is that fact that I wasn't alone. I don't mean that my husband was there, he was, he was fantastic, what I mean is that almost every woman I told replied with a sympathetic nod and, "I've had one, too. It's hard."  I never felt like I was the only person to go through this, like no one else could understand, because those closest to me did understand   Completely.  When I told them what I was going through, how I was dealing, there was a look in their eyes that was more than just a sympathetic listener. And it really made a difference.

Anyway, now that's all out, we can talk about more enjoyable things.  Like my new obsession with fruit.  Or redecorating my house.  Or my new role on the PTA board.  But I had to get all of that off my chest first.  Thanks for listening.

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