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Cramming in the Family Time

These last few weeks have been busy! Between Adam starting up his full time classes again, and having therapy, and having his internship, and plus now he is the young mens president in our ward (meaning he is the head of 3 people organizing activities, teaching lessons, and facilitating God’s love to the boys ages 12-18 in our ward). I will admit, I am a bit jealous of his time…but I know that he has such a huge heart to share and he is amazing at connecting particularly with adolescents, so I understand how the Lord would want him to bring the young men together. We have found a working routine for all our time and we are happy 🙂 I am proud of all of the things Adam is doing. He only has 2 semesters left and he has his Masters degree. We can see the finish line!

In the midst of Adam being stretched in a million directions, my folks flew me up for a quick trip to see them in Utah! It was soooo fun! I wish Adam could have come, but such is life. I didnt even really tell anyone I was going so that I could soak up the family time.
We definitely played hard. We went to Swiss days in Midway, Utah where they had this huge festival and the whole town was themed as Switzerland. Super cool. We went to the Odgen Market where my dad was selling his Eiffel Dogs, and THANKFULLY meat doesn’t gross me out so far in this pregnancy, so I enjoyed me some delicious Eiffel Dogs! (it you want to know more about it you can check out his website: http://www.eiffeldogs.com) We also were able to visit the Ogden temple grounds where Bailey enjoyed the beautiful flowers and soft grass. Bailey and Zoey were best pals. In fact Zoey would treat Bailey like she was her little pup, keeping her under her belly side if she could help it haha it was totally adorable. We had a water balloon afternoon, which was a blast. Although there must be something special about my mom’s backyard and water balloons, because Bailey was not enjoying it when I tried it here haha. Must be a Nana thing 😉 It was a good quality week.
Celine and I had a combined birthday party since our birthdays are 10 days apart. We haven’t had a combined birthday in forever, so it was really neat to have some blast from the past type things. Austin and his fiancé Rhuvana were able to drive up from Provo, so we had a good show from both the Legge’s and the Bertoch’s! Haha. I was even lucky to have my best friend in the whole world Merinda come and spend the night one of the nights with her hubby Stuart and their adorable son William (who is only 3 months younger than Bailey, but they are totally betrothed. No choices. Sorry guys). We had a big camp fire and all of us hung around talking and laughing. Merinda and I met in our freshman year of college, and now we are both married with babies. Besties with babies. It’s seriously the best thing ever. I freaking wish we didnt live so far away from each other! Grr!
I also got a bit nostalgic while Celine was getting ready to head back to school at BYU-Idaho because that’s my alma mater! And Celine and I were both overlapping there for a year while I was working and Adam was finishing his degree and it was the best ever! I miss those days. I am currently trying to convince her that Texas is the place to be….may take a while to convince….but I am doing my hardest! Sorry mom! lol.
All in all, we had some amazing family time. Both of my brothers are enamored with Bailey and it was adorable seeing them be so precious with her. Teenage boys’ hearts are gooey too 😉

I have decided though that traveling alone with a super busy and independent toddler, while pregnant. Worst. Thing. Ever. It was such a long day and we had plane issues and Bailey was screaming and throwing herself around and the plane was as full as it could be….whew. There were a few times I was like nope. Done. So hats off to all of the single parents out there, or those who travel with multiple kids alone. I salute you.

It is so good to be home with Adam again. He is so amazing and helps out as much as he can when he has the time and I really appreciate that. This pregnancy is much like Bailey’s, and I am very blessed because I am not sick. However, my problem is that during the first trimester I am sooooo tired. Like lets-stay-in-bed-forever kind of tired. The 8-hours-of-cartoons-because-i-cant-move-off-the-couch tired. I have so much guilt that I haven’t been doing the fun things we usually do. I just feel like I’ve been hit with a mack truck. Only a few more weeks and I promise mommy will take you to every park in Lubbock Bailey!! Ugh. I definitely know we were meant to have kids close together. We have had very amazing spiritual confirmations…but I do get nervous at times when I have the days where I have to crawl out of bed despite getting decent sleep. This next year will be interesting…..but I know it will be amazing!!

I wouldn’t trade my life for anything.

Also… I have a bagillion pictures to share! From when Adam and I went to the Amarillo Zoo, a ridiculously cool kids play place, the park, etc.

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These are our Bits O’ Bertoch.

Cassie Bertoch

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Lessons at the Dentist

I had a really interesting experience yesterday while I was at Bailey’s dental appointment. Firstly, I wasnt expecting her appointment to be yesterday, but I got a call about a week ago from them telling me they changed the appointment (without my knowledge). I wasnt too upset about it though; I figured the earlier the better anyway.

When I walk into the building for her 3:30pm appointment, there are at least 30 people in the waiting area, 75% of them under the age of 11. That was my first inkling that there would be a bit of a wait. I thought maybe 20-30 minutes.

We were the second to last people called back….2 HOURS later. 2 hours of trying to keep Bailey busy in a packed full waiting room with some rambunctious older toddlers that kept taking her binky and pushing her around. Although I must say, 1. Bailey handled it like a champ. She didnt fight back, but she definitely held her own and was still nice. 2. I didnt freak out, and thankfully 3. The mom tried her best to let her daughter know not to do that. However, I wasnt super upset because honestly, none of us wanted to be there, least of all the children. Plus, the little girl had a rough older brother…so I could see where the roughness came from. Bailey didnt get hurt, no harm no foul. I had a feeling this mom was having a tough time with this little girl because of her outburts, so I felt for her. I knew she was trying her best.

I tried everything I could to entertain Bailey: snacks, walking around the waiting area, Bubble Guppies on my phone..etc. I myself was getting impatient, so how can I really expect her to be chipper about the whole thing?

When we did finally get called back, we had to wait in an additional waiting area for a chair to open up. I could feel the anger boiling up inside me. Once we finally got to a chair…there were still 6 people ahead of her before the dentist could visit with her. By this time (waiting in the chair for the dentist) she was in melt down mode. There was pretty much nothing I could do at this point, and I had to hold her because she couldnt roam free in the area with all the things she could get into.

I was about to lose it. I started screaming in my head; why did they change our appointment in the first place??? How do they expect a 1 year old to wait this long?? This is ridiculous over scheduling! I am going to lose my shiz in a second!

And then something amazing happened to me. For some reason (I am sure it was the Lord softening my heart) I went from 100 to 0 in an instant. I suddenly saw things from a different perspective. They were supposed to close at 5pm, and that was 15 min ago…and yet all of the front desk people, hygienists, and the dentist is still here to see every patient; and they are doing it with a smile! I see the stress on their face. The fear of greeting the next late patient and worrying about dealing with the parents.

I have been on their side of things. I have worked places that were overbooked and running late. I remember the pit in my stomach of facing the next person in line and hoping they wont rip me a new one. I was so grateful for those people who were understanding and compassionate.

My screaming thoughts changed to compassion. Was I still frustrated? Of course. I had a very tired and angry toddler in my arms. But I no longer felt the need to play the blame game. It literally does ZERO for the situation if I complain and run my mouth and tell them what I am sure they already know. It will only make them feel worse and like less of a person. That is not fair. Who knows, maybe earlier today a patient took longer because they needed that extra time, and I am thankful that the dentist took that time to take care of it. If it had been Bailey, I would want him to do whatever needed to be done, no matter how long it took.

I dont know what happened. But I do know that every person deserves to get treated with respect. There is a time and a place to voice an opinion about things. And there is always a nice way to do it. I am not saying to roll over and take crap from people, because I am the first one to pester people for info or questions. You can be assertive without being a jerk. There is a way to do it with tact.

This was one of those times that was simply out of anybody’s hands and complaining wouldnt have helped it. One of the hygienists was so nice and he tried to make Bailey feel better and felt so bad we had been there that long, but I was able to joke with him and feel compassion for him. He should have been home by that time. Maybe he was missing out on previous plans. But he was here with us until the job was finished.

The saying ‘you attract bees with honey instead of vinegar’ is so true. There were two paths in my situation today. I totally had some words on the tip of my tongue…but I am so thankful that the Lord was able to soften my heart and help me realize that sometimes things like this just happen. It isnt anyones fault. I shoudnt use my time to make someone feel even worse about a situation they cannot fix. In fact, I was able to joke around with our hygienist about how he probably needs a RedBull and I could literally see the relief in his whole body from realizing I wasnt about to yell at him.

When the dentist finally got to Bailey for her 15 minutes of a check up. He was thorough and nice. I didnt feel rushed at all and he tried to make Bailey happy as well. He very well could have rushed through it to end the day for himself at well and been grumpy. If he had the power to make the choice to present himself in a friendly manner when I am sure crap has been hitting the fan for him all day….then surely so can I.

The blaming and bullying game will never make you the winner or the hero. People are much more willing to do everything in their power to help someone who is trying to show patience and compassion, than those barking orders and commands.

Ive seen it.

I dont know why this particular experience was so profound to me, but it was remarkably life changing.

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These are our Bits O’ Bertoch.

Cassie Bertoch

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The Land of the Free and Home of the Brave

The 4th of July has always been a holiday I looked forward to. Coming from a family of Military members, it gave me such pride to celebrate our country and the freedom it holds as a result of our valiant men and women.
I always have nostalgic feelings and swell with pride when I hear the national anthem. However this particular 4th of July I had a spiritual experience.

After a couple hours of enjoying some live music and good company around us, we stood for the color guard and the national anthem. Marines were presenting the flag in the middle of the football stadium. As the national anthem was being sung, I looked around and watched 3,000 people gathered together singing and placing their hand over their heart. I was moved to tears and couldn’t finish singing. Right at the end of the anthem a B1 Bomber flew right over our heads for the celebration. My heart was full. I had hope. These last few years I feel like our nation and country has been faltering on many of its core values that we have stood for for so long. I have worried much about the future for our children and wanting to keep them safe.

When I was surrounded by thousands of people who participated in an opening prayer before the ceremony, sang the national anthem with hands over their hearts, and enjoyed honest and joyful celebration with one another….I felt a huge feeling that this was still the Lord’s land. This is still the Promised Land. In the end, no matter what state it is in, He will win. The Lord’s word is going to prevail, even through the tough and confusing times. I felt for the first time in a while that we had hope; that we were not so small of a minority…but that people still believe in God. People still respect His values and want to be good people. I had no idea that when I stood for the national anthem and sang with my hand over my heart, that I would have had further conviction of the Lord’s love for this country. But the feeling was so strong it moved me to tears.
It is not perfect. There is much confusion. But I have hope. I will teach my children that there is still greatness in this world. For that I have much gratitude.

God Bless America.

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These are our Bits O’ Bertoch.

Cassie Bertoch

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