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I remember when Lyndsay was in fifth grade and they left notes for each other a couple times a week. I remember when his family started visiting JW again. I remember having a crush on him in the early days. I remember when he joined youth choir. I remember how much Caleb adored him. I remember that he hated my boyfriends. I remember flirting a lot. I remember riding in the van. I remember Dad forcing him out of the house every night. I remember taking long walks with him. I remember when he told me he was leaving for the Air Force. I remember getting really upset with him sometimes. I remember Children of Eden. I remember all the Christmas concerts. I remember driving down the mountain in the van with the windows rolled down and all of our siblings fighting. I remember listening to The Beatles for months on end. I remember attending every Trouveres performance that one year because he begged me to. I remember learning the wive’s part for Joseph…so he’d have someone to practice with. I remember being really jealous. I remember when he grabbed my hand at Sweets & Songs and led me around introducing me to his teachers. I remember always claiming seats together on church trips. I remember that first kiss at Philpot Park. I remember always wanting to be his girlfriend. I remember getting poison ivy on our hikes. I remember how beautiful he made me feel. I remember sitting down in front of him on the bleachers, telling him Jamey broke up with me and watching him grin. I remember the Hill with the Meg(h)ans and the strippage. I remember crying for about three days straight when we found out boot camp was a week earlier than planned. I remember going to Dance Here! and watching him dance with himself in the mirror. I remember the last night he was here; he made me drive his van and we smoked cigars and danced on the dark street in undeveloped suburbia. I remember making it through his last day OK until he pointed out that I hadn’t cried yet. I remember sitting with Amy, Caleb, Lyndsay, Chris, and Brian at my parent’s house the night he left. I remember the Eddie Bauer cologne and guitars he left to me for a while. I remember writing to him every single day he was in boot camp; six whole weeks of letters. I remember coming home from A Christmas Carol tech night, two weeks after he’d left, to a voicemail from him, which was unexpected but he’d earned a phone call by saving a guy’s life with the Heimlich. I remember letters…oh the sweet, heartfelt letters about seeing my name in the clouds and the dreams he had. I remember his first trip home. I remember when he asked me to marry him over and over. I remember saying no…over and over. I remember thinking I wasn’t in love. I remember the 18 months that we couldn’t stop talking, through California, and Cheyenne. I remember the feeling of home whenever he was there. I remember worrying so much about how I looked. I remember caring only about his opinion. I remember that last phone call when he begged me to commit to him. I remember not understanding why he wouldn’t call or write back. I remember a month later hearing he was engaged. I remember the last time we spoke, when he was home for their shower and I gave him the kitchen towel set we’d picked out and joked about ever since Target opened that he had gone and registered for with her. I remember signing the lease on my apartment that day. I remember not knowing what I’d do without Meghan. I remember crying all night that night. I remember praying that he’d call and explain. I remember wishing I’d made a different choice. I remember telling the story to my next boyfriend who ended up treating me as badly as I’d treated my “dying soldier/crying shoulder”. I remember Jeff looking at his picture and saying, “Yeah, you would’ve never lasted” and it hit home how true a statement that was.

I don’t remember much more…except that I’m glad I can’t forget.

When the argument about abortion comes up, please remember there are other choices women should have the right to make.

One of them is where to birth her baby.

Midwifery is illegal in the state of Alabama due to ignorance on the part of our state politicians. Please read this and if you feel called to do something about it, take action. We need to support ALL rights of women, not just the right to an abortion.

The Educational Requirements of Certified Professional Midwives 

 

The North American Registry of Midwives (NARM) administers the Certified Professional Midwife (CPM) credential, the only national credential that sets the standard for education and certification of midwives who practice primarily in out-of-hospital settings.

 

The NARM Written Examination is used in 22 states that have a regulatory process.

                       

I. A CPM can be educated through any of the following:

            ► Programs accredited by Midwifery Educational Accreditation Council                           

            ► Certified as a Certified Nurse Midwife/Certified Midwife

            ► PEP, a competency-based education program

 

II.   A CPM must have didactic education that includes:

A.      The Core Competencies developed by the Midwives Alliance of North America, which include anatomy and physiology relevant to childbirth

      B.  Content Areas

             ► Midwifery Counseling, Education and Communication

 ► General Health care Skills

 ► Maternal Health Assessment

 ► Prenatal

 ► Labor, Birth and Immediate Postpartum                                                 

             ► Postpartum

          ► Well-Baby Care

      C.  Skill areas included in NARM’s Candidate Information Bulletin

 

III.   NARM requires that the clinical component be:

► At least one year in duration

► Equivalent to a minimum of 1350 clinical contact hours

► Under the supervision of one or more preceptors

 

IV. The clinical component must include:

A.      After observations, the applicant must attend a minimum of 20 births as an active participant.

B.      Functioning in the role of primary midwife under supervision, the applicant must attend a minimum of:

               1. An additional 20 births:

a.      A minimum of 10 of the 20 births attended must be in homes or other out-of-hospital settings; and

b.       A minimum of 3 of the 20 births attended must be with women for whom the applicant has provided continuity of care, which includes at least 4 prenatal visits, the birth, a newborn exam, and one postpartum exam.

2. 75 prenatal exams, including 20 initial exams;

            3. 20 newborn exams;

               4. 40 postpartum exams.

    

V.  NARM Skills Assessment

 

VI. The NARM Written Examination is the final step. This is a 350 question exam, requiring approximately 8 hours to complete.  Students who successfully complete one of the educational routes in item one may sit for the NARM Written Examination.

 

North American Registry of Midwives (NARM) • 1-888-842-4784

5257 Rosestone Drive, Lilburn, GA  30047

www.narm.org

Katie, granddaughter

Alissa, great-granddaughter

Jennifer and Bob, granddaughter and grandson-in-law

Joan and Bill Aldrich, Joanna, Jeanette…dear friends from church and granddaughters

Lynn, son

Harry, Bro. Garry, Kathy: husband, pastor, daughter

David and Lyndsay, grandson-in-law and granddaughter

Jenna, great-granddaughter

Alissa and Ian, great granddaughter and grandson

And many, many more…

Some things in life are constant, and when they are gone it is like losing a part of ourselves.

My sweet Mamur, my father’s mother, passed away this afternoon. She is home now, leaving us with holes in our hearts.

If you knew her I am sure she touched you in some way. There are 4 children, 17 grandchildren, and 7 great-grandchildren…but the souls she ministered to through her love and compassion are countless.

Thank you to those of you who have supported us in this time of grieving. The funeral arrangements will be announced tomorrow.

I hope to be half the woman she was.

 

EDIT: Thanks to everyone for your support and prayers. The visitation will be this evening from 5-8 at Spry Funeral Home. Her funeral will be tomorrow afternoon at 2 at Jackson Way Baptist followed by the burial at Maple Hill.

 Look what I got this weekend:

 

Guess what?

I’m protected!

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