Daddy had to go to work when Mommy went to the third ultrasound, so Grandma Sorenson came to the appointment. I showed Grandma and Mommy how I can swallow.
Here’s my face and my open mouth.
Since I still haven’t received my visa, I am still in Chicago, waiting for the next stage of life. My husband has his visa, so as soon as I get mine we can mail off our 800 pounds of stuff and then get on a plane ourselves.
I’ve started some projects in the interim. The one most interesting to me right now is family history work.
A few years ago, when I first got off my mission and did not yet have a job, I scanned a number of personal histories from Dad’s Big Box of genealogy. I found them interesting. I wanted to continue the project but then I got a job and got busy. The files were backed up to a CD and on my computer.
Of course, at least once in the next few years, my computer crashed and I lost the hard drive completely. Last year, someone asked me if they could have a copy of the files. To my distress, I found that the CD backup was cracked. Thus, hours of scanning and OCR-ing (is that a verb?) were lost. Back to the Big Box, I guess.
So when I found out last week that I still don’t have my visa, I thought maybe this was a good time to pull out the Big Box and start over. Besides, last year I acquired a more powerful scanner when I married my husband. So, I set the scanner on autofeed, and in a few days the files were scanned. (Of course, the scanner lamp is almost burned out…) Now I am OCR-ing those that didn’t read well. I’ll add files to the server as I get to them.
I have simply loved reading the stories of my ancestors. My husband and I just returned from a Church History road trip. Now I find out that our ancestors were there at Winter Quarters and Far West and Nauvoo. Reading their stories makes it even more real than it was last week.
Here are some questions for the immediate family. Do you know who is who?
(an elderly Indian came along and had pity on her; after she healed, he sold her to the settlers at New Amsterdam [supposedly])
(the mother and daughter, both midwives, paid their way by caring for the captain’s wife)
(he was shipwrecked coming home, landed on a remote atoll in the South Pacific, and lived on turtles for two months before a rescue party was successful)
(she later had 14 children of her own, including our ancestor)
(in Utah!)
(I have a friend from there)
Are you intrigued? Click on the Sorenson Family History tab above to find these personal histories. Here are the ancestors from above. (As I add files in the next few days, I’ll update this post to indicate which file to reference for the details.)
Daniel and Grandma sing “I Am a Child of God.”
I left my husband to organize boxes while I went with Mom, Elizabeth, Daniel, and Jessica to visit Jenny, Leah, and Chris in Utah. Mom, Jenny, and I went to Women’s Conference Thursday and Friday while Elizabeth babysat and visited some friends. It was a great time. We stayed up late and played games. And Mom, Elizabeth, and Jenny all shared good advice about preparing for baby.
It was a great time, but it was good to come home to my husband. I told him about our weekend. He says it sounds like a long sleep over. Yep, that’s what it was.
Mom, Jenny, and I heard Elder and Sister Holland speak at Women’s Conference.
Daniel and Leah enjoyed chasing each other around.
A giggly video.
Siblings Daniel and Jessica are BYU Cougar fans!
Cousins Daniel, Jessica, and Leah
Me (and unborn baby) and my nieces and nephew (note my growing bulge!)
Grandma and her grandkids (except for the one on the way)