Pregnancy Update

Ben and I went to the doctors yesterday for my monthly checkup. It was a pretty quick appointment. They took my blood pressure, weighed me, let me ask a few questions and the best part of all we got to listen to our babies heart beat. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a big worrier! Since I’ve been pregnant I’m constantly worried about the baby. When I heard the heart beat yesterday, many of my worries were put at ease. It was hard to hear the babies heart beat with mine in the background, but it was there as rapid and strong as ever. The worry of my weight gain was also put at ease. I had secretly weighed myself at a friends house and according to that scale- I had gained 8 pounds. I didn’t doubt it for a second because I have been eating like crazy. Every couple hours to be exact or else I get really sick. Anyway, I figured if I kept gaining that much by the end of my pregnancy I would have gained over 60 pounds. I can’t afford 60 pounds!! (Even if I am pregnant!) Yesterday when they weighed me at the doctor’s office I was prepared to hear how much I gained. To my surprise I had only gained one pound. What a relief!!! The nurse told me that was about how much they wanted me to gain and now after the thirteenth week they wanted me to gain a pound a week. I haven’t quite got used to the idea of gaining a pound a week from here on out, yet I’m just happy I only gained one pound instead of 8 so far. The moral of the story-always compare weight using the same scale! 🙂

Even though I’ve not quite gained two pounds from the pregnancy I’m starting to get a little belly.  The part from my belly button down sticks out and won’t suck in.  My pants are indeed tighter and from the looks of things elastic waist bands are going to become my best friend really soon.

My emotions have been off the scale lately. On Monday night we watched the very sensitive movie Rocky II. During which I started bawling and couldn’t stop. I didn’t have any reason to cry, yet I couldn’t stop. I’m so grateful for Ben. He is so good to me. He just hugged me and let me cry. I’m sure he thought I was crazy but he never suggested that. Everyone deserves a husband as great as I have.

Keeping a journal has never been so easy!

A couple of years ago my husband had the fabulous idea of keeping one’s journal online. He was sick of carrying around his journal and trying to find time to write in it. For awhile he kept it in his backpack or locker trying to find a few spare minutes here and there where he could pull it out and jot down a few things. As he carried it around he got more and more frustrated. He then had the brilliant idea of using the computer and the internet to keep all of his journal entries in one place where he could access them anywhere at anytime. I’m willing to bet that the average American spends more time on the computer than off. With this in mind it makes perfect sense to combine journaling with the ease of using the internet. Enter Pyxlin! Pyxlin is Ben’s idea of keeping one’s journal online. One is able to access it anywhere they have an internet connection. Pyxlin allows one to title entries and categorize them, and to add pictures to entries and tag people or subjects within the entry for an easy find later on. Pyxlin also allows one to click publish and the company MemoryPress will print the journal into a beautiful hardbound book. Keeping a journal has never been so easy! You never need to worry about anyone reading your journal or it being destroyed or lost. Because it is on the internet it is always preserved and safe. If you do print one out and then lose it, no worries it is all still safe online. Also as far as being private, every time you access your journal you are required to log in with your personal ID and password. Making your journal for your eyes only. If you go to the website www.pyxlin.com you can try it out with the free trial. It will be amazing to see how the ease increases the amount of times you write in your journal. Journals are so important and we all know we feel guilty for not writing in them as much as we know we should. Here is your chance to improve and get rid of that guilty feeling.

One of my favorite quotes is, “smile, you never know when you are making a memory.”

Now write it down so you will remember it!!!

Being Pregnant

I found out early last month that I am expecting a baby and I have been sick ever since. When I went to the doctors for a different aliment they asked if it was possible that I was pregnant. I told them that it was a possibility and then they started listing off symptoms- all of which I had been experiencing but hadn’t given a second thought. After peeing in a cup and waiting 15 minutes I was told I was going to have a baby and my due date was August 11th (My mom’s birthday). After crying from the shock I couldn’t wait to go home and tell my husband. Unfortunetly I couldn’t go home until my last class finished at 5:30. All day I felt like I was going to burst with the news I was keeping as a secret. I considered calling Ben but decided I wanted to tell him in person. Ben and I continued to keep our secret for about a month until we gave our families a Christmas gift of Baby items. They were all so ecstatic because this will be the first grand baby on both sides. (I know spoiled rotten immediately comes to mind.)

I have decided that pregnancy is similar to faith. Someone tells you that you are pregnant and you believe them. You begin having symptoms or maybe you’ve already been experiencing a few of them. The symptoms remind you that you are indeed pregnant and the nurse was telling the truth. Every now and then you begin to doubt and think how is it possible? I don’t have a belly yet and I haven’t felt any overwhelming spiritual connection with the little person inside of me. Do you see the connection to faith? As we begin to develop faith we see little reassurances along the way that what we are starting to believe is true. Then doubts enter our mind and we wonder if it’s all true. Maybe at times we think something is wrong with us because we aren’t having this amazing spiritual experience and everything seems a little normal. Our lives haven’t changed drastically and we wonder if we were wrong to believe in the first place. Yet, deep down you truly believe and you are excited at the thought of the future that lies ahead of you with your new information.

Just like faith produces amazing results when allowed to develop, the little person inside of me is going to change the world. At least my world. I’m grateful for the opportunity to be pregnant and I wish every woman had the opportunity to experience what I am just now beginning to.

I’m married to a football player


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I’m married to a football player and didn’t even know it! This past semester Ben played in the BYU-Idaho tackle football league. He had never played tackle football in an organized league and seemed pretty excited as he got started. Ben played on the Knights team which ended up being the best in the league and ended their season with seven wins and only one loss. I was impressed by the crowds the games brought out. (Especially the 10 pm games)
On thing that I think helped was how Ben’s team seemed to “bond”. Ben’s team had several team dinners, provided by some of the local teammates mothers, and even an early morning breakfast at JB’s. Ben went by Benton the entire season because their were two other Ben’s on the team. Ben played the corner back position because of his speed. He was positioned on the outside edge and guarded the receivers. (In case you didn’t know what a corner back was.) One particular game they finally called a “superstar” play (one Ben had been requesting) and Ben sacked the quarterback. It was awesome!
This picture is of us after his last game. A game that was at 9 pm in 13 degree weather. I had my thermals on and a blanket and still shivered the ENTIRE game. I don’t remember being so cold! It ended up being a close game and they won in the last couple of minutes by one point. Boy was I nervous!
Well, like I said before I married a football player and didn’t even know it. The funny thing is I don’t think he knew it either. The season lasted about two months and now his cleats are hung up and he is retired. Ben would protest that he wasn’t any good but it’s not true. I’m glad he got his dream come true of suiting up and playing in the “big leagues” haha

I’m married to a football player


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Originally uploaded by crane.brittany

I’m married to a football player and didn’t even know it! This past semester Ben played in the BYU-Idaho tackle football league. He had never played tackle football in an organized league and seemed pretty excited as he got started. Ben played on the Knights team which ended up being the best in the league and ended their season with seven wins and only one loss. I was impressed by the crowds the games brought out. (Especially the 10 pm games)
On thing that I think helped was how Ben’s team seemed to “bond”. Ben’s team had several team dinners, provided by some of the local teammates mothers, and even an early morning breakfast at JB’s. Ben went by Benton the entire season because their were two other Ben’s on the team. Ben played the corner back position because of his speed. He was positioned on the outside edge and guarded the receivers. (In case you didn’t know what a corner back was.) One particular game they finally called a “superstar” play (one Ben had been requesting) and Ben sacked the quarterback. It was awesome!
This picture is of us after his last game. A game that was at 9 pm in 13 degree weather. I had my thermals on and a blanket and still shivered the ENTIRE game. I don’t remember being so cold! It ended up being a close game and they won in the last couple of minutes by one point. Boy was I nervous!
Well, like I said before I married a football player and didn’t even know it. The funny thing is I don’t think he knew it either. The season lasted about two months and now his cleats are hung up and he is retired. Ben would protest that he wasn’t any good but it’s not true. I’m glad he got his dream come true of suiting up and playing in the “big leagues” haha

My New Family


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This is my new family. Aren’t they cute? They would probably all kill me for saying that. haha On the left we have Tyler or T-Ray who is the baby of the family. He is a stud of a football player and pretty hot on the dance floor. All the coaches and girls are after him! He is also quite the trash talker. Next we have Marci. Marci intimidated me at first because she is so intelligent. But after spending time with her she has a personality that puts everyone at ease. She is actually quite hilarious and always makes me laugh. One thing that I love about Marci is how she is able to open up on the dance floor. She can move! She is also great at constantly improving herself. Marci has so many talents that we could all learn something from her. Then we have LaRae and Kyle. LaRae is super mom, super business woman, and super relief society counselor. I don’t know how she does it but she does it marvelously! I have always loved how welcoming LaRae is. Despite Ben bringing home a new girlfriend every month she managed to still make me feel special. I love chatting with her and feel like I’ve known her forever. Kyle swears. The odd thing is that I laugh every time he does it. Kyle is also quite the story teller, which Ben has picked up on. (I often find myself asking Ben to tell me another story.) Kyle is a great dad and will be a fabulous grandpa! (One of these days.) Then of course we have Shawn or if you are Tyler you call him Shane. Shawn just turned 16 and is finally having to live up to all his high talk of his dating life. I love Shawn because I always eat his food. (Mostly just his mangos.) Shawn, like Tyler, is quite the ladies man. Girls are constantly calling the house asking for them. Shawn is also an amazing runner and an amazing observer. He notices things about people that others don’t and I like that about him. And last of all my favorite new family member~ Ben. Ben is a stud and such a go getter. He does well on everything because he always gives it 100% of his effort. Ben loves to get reactions out of people and do the untraditional. He refuses to put up Christmas lights for me but has consented to buying me a Christmas tree. I love my new family and I’m grateful for them welcoming me into their hearts so quickly.
Not pictured~ Brogan and Alix (both on missions)
Alix makes me laugh every time I’m with her. She felt like a sister to me right away. She is also an amazing missionary.
Brogan seems hilarious but this I will have to wait to tell for sure. All I know is that most of Ben’s wise cracks are Broganisms. I’m excited to get to know Brogan better. One thing I do know is that Brogan is a super baller missionary!

Setting Limits in the Classroom

For my Motivation and Management class we have been assigned a book called “Setting Limits in the Classroom” by Robert J. MacKenzie. The book is fabulous and has caught my attention enough for me to bring it to my husbands football games and read it in between plays.

The book itself was written for school teachers hence the title, “Setting Limits in the CLASSROOM.” However I have come to see the relevance to parents and setting limits in the home. After all lessons at home affect lessons at school. Have you ever recognized the amazing similarities between parents and children. Every time I meet one of my students parents suddenly their behavior and personality make more sense and I can see more of the reasons behind why they are the way they are. I noticed it in myself when I moved away for college and caught myself reacting to my roommates mess the exact same way my mother would have. At the time I was shocked to realize I had become more like my mother than I had previously realized but after the shock factor wore off I found myself laughing because I had just proved true what everyone always said about becoming your parents. I think that is one of the main reasons I went into teaching. I wanted to do something with influence. And just as parents have influence at home that carries over into the rest of the child’s life, teachers have influence at school which also carries over into the child’s life. How exciting!

Anyway, back to the book. Robert MacKenzie teaches how children do research to see what adults limits are. He claims that most of what we consider to be misbehavior is actually limit testing or children’s attempts to clarify what we really mean. Isn’t that an eye opener! When children misbehave we often wonder what is wrong with them and why don’t they follow directions. Some parents and teachers have even had children tested for learning disabilities when in reality nothing was wrong with the children, they had just done their research and found out how far they could push adults limits each time. MacKenize addresses the fact that we teach children two rules in effect: a rule in theory and a rule in practice. We often believe that we teach a rule by simply conveying it verbally. Over and over again we ask children to turn off the television and do their homework. Verbally they know our rule and most likely could repeat it verbatim back to us. But we are missing the second half which to children is signifcantly more important and perhaps the only real rule they consider. It is our action. When we indicate it is time to turn off the T.V. we must give them all the information they need to make an acceptable decision. For example, “Brandon it is time to turn off the T.V. and work on some homework.” Brandon has heard you say it a thousand times before and knows its the rule. However, Brandon also knows that he has at least five more minutes before you will actually make him turn the T.V. off and begin his homework. He was done his research! In order to correct Brandon’s limit testing we must follow through with our rules in a matter of fact manner allowing choices. “Brandon it is time to turn off the T.V. and do your homework. You may turn it off now or lose your privilege of playing with friends after your homework is done.” Brandon now has all the information he needs to make an acceptable choice concerning his behavior and because he knows his parent will follow through with the consequence (which he has learned through experience) he turns off the T.V. and completes his homework without a power struggle.

That was probably way more information than you wished to read about the book but it has honestly been an interesting read for me. I have found information that is of great worth to me as both a parent and a teacher. I hope you find the same.

One of my favorite quotes that reminds me of my influence in the classroom says, “Teachers can’t control the faulty lessons children learn at home, but they can help children move in a more acceptable direction by teaching their rules effectively in the classroom.” (Page 77)

Life is good

While sitting at dinner one night I mentioned to Ben that I had gotten on my blog to write something but as I went to type I discovered I had nothing to write about. Nothing new or exciting had happened that anyone would have the least bit of interest in and so I logged off thinking “well at least nothing bad happens right?”. Ben suggested that I start writing about lessons I’m learning and reasons why I am so passionate about being a teacher. This would prove valuable for when I interview for teaching positions because they could visit my blog and read about a more personal side of me. I have a genius for a husband!

So then I started thinking about what I’ve been learning lately. Faith, trust and service came to my mind but the lesson that has hit home the most is the topic of being and remaining positive. As school has gone on this semester I have tried to remain positive and hopeful that all will turn out. Ben has been great for helping me not get as stressed out as I usually do. And although he might say that I still seemed overwhelmed and negative at times it has been an amazing experience for me to see all the little changes with in myself. Everyday I find something to be happy about. (Although PMS does hinder me on occasions.) Some days I have to laugh at the sequence of unfortunate events that occur but once I’m done laughing the end result ends up being a positive one and I’m on my way again to “happy thoughts”.

On my mission I had what I call an epiphany. I remember when everything I had seen on my mission came together to form the knowledge of how good people are. It was at that point that I knew why the Lord had sent his Son into the world to suffer and die. It is because people are so good. I’m not dismissing the fact that bad things happen everyday. Really bad things! But it was at that point that I could see the good in people and the good that I saw was really really good. It affected me to the extent that I can’t explain but this semester I’ve tried to transfer that perspective not only to people but events. Every minute of every day things happen and choices are made. They are made by us. Normal people trying to figure out what we are supposed to be doing. Isn’t that an amazing concept. People who have never gone through life before are running it. God puts a lot of trust in us and like a good father would He is always there to offer support, yet not make our decisions for us. WOW Life is good!

So that’s the lesson I’ve been learning the last few months. Sure there are plenty of things to get uptight and negative about but if you take a step back and see the big picture of all the good that happens everyday suddenly what you thought was horrendous isn’t so bad. I remember a quote that says, “There is nothing that is so bad it can’t be fixed with a nap.” I am a believer in naps. But more than naps I am a believer in staying positive and looking for good in all situations. I have a long way to work on this myself. My husband would probably be the first one to admit that, him being the one I always complain to. Yet I feel like I have taken a step, a step in the right direction to a more positive me.

And that is my first post on feelings.

Our Burley Adventure

As soon as Ben figured out that in order to watch conference we’d have to go to a church house he decided we needed to go out of town.  Utah was our first choice. My cousin was scheduled to have a baby and it would be great to see our families. There was one problem that ended up preventing us from ultimately choosing Utah. Ben had gone down earlier that week for the BYU career fair and didn’t want to make the drive twice in one week. (He had tried to get me to skip my glasses Thursday and Friday but anyone who knows me knows that wasn’t even an option.) We decided Burley was a great alternative.  The could hitch a much shorter ride with Mitchell and Farrah and the “grandma’s” would spoil us. (not that our mom’s wouldn’t!) The grandma’s did end up spoiling us.  We had home cooked meals for two days and we got to snuggle on the coach and watch conference instead of sitting in an comfortable chair in the chapel overflow.
One adventure that we had occured Saturday morning.  In a previous visit Ben had taken my family to see his old house up in Paul, Idaho.  It was going to be torn down and I wanted to see it so I’d have a visual to go with all the stories Ben tells me. The house was in pretty bad shape, but we were able to walk through it. Ben showed us the corner he peed in in the basement and shared other memories with us as he took us room by room.

As we were leaving Ben mentioned the hand and foot prints he and three of his siblings had put in the cement about 20 years ago.  He thought that if somehow he could cut out the chunk it would be a great present for LaRae.  So back to this weekend. This time when we went the house was gone.  We were told the police comducted training on it first and then after they were through the firefighters came through and also conducted training (which meant they burned the house down.) Ben made some calls and got permission to use the neighbors backhoe to break the cement free of the drive way. It was cold and snowing! The wind up on that hill felt like we were back in Rexburg.  We didn’t bring coats for our trip, but Grandma and Grandpa Crane were gracious enough to let us borrow two of theirs.  If you can picture two “little people” (as Ben called us once) in oversized coats shivering to death (at least I was), trying to operate a backhoe and break apart a huge cement block with hand and foot prints that had faded over the last twenty years.  I got too cold and decided to sit in the truck for a bit. After watching Ben do everything himself I asked myself what kind of wife I was and decided that my dad hadn’t raised a sissy.  I got out of the truck and tried to offer my help but really I just stood out there, watched, and bounced up and down to keep myself warm.  Mud was everywhere and it got messy, but we broke it free.  It was a huge block that was way too heavy to carry so Ben tried breaking it down smaller. He did it without breaking off any of the prints and decided to risk it once again. This time however he wasn’t successful and our dream of giving a great gift went down the drain.  We considered trying to glue it back together but the cement was over 6 inches thick and decided against it.

Most Recent News…

Well, we’ve been in Rexburg for about a month now and we are getting our routine established.  Each day is pretty much the same, which I guess is a good thing because nothing negative really happens so we will count our blessings.  Eastern Idaho is much colder than Utah or anywhere else in Idaho for that matter.  Yesterday was really nice and today wasn’t bad either, however the weekend high is 50 degrees.  (I think we’ll snuggle up and watch a movie.)

Ben is working his body to death.  He works such long hours and then comes home and suits up for football practice.  He is playing on the Knights team for BYU-Idaho. He was initially excited to tackle someone full speed, but has since found out that it’s not natural to run at someone full speed and take them out.  (Personally I think it’s a good thing he hesitates!) However I’m sure with a few more practices nature will change in football’s favor and Ben will become a tackling machine! He’s so Strong!

I decided not to play competitive fast pitch softball this year.  My heart broke but I got over it and I am actually pleased with my decision.  My school load is just way too much plus I have a husband that I want to take care of.  The Lord truly knows our hearts and hears our prayers because one day on campus a random boy stopped me and asked if I played softball. I stared at him for a moment wondering if he knew me from my days as a star with my picture up in the hart building. 🙂 When I realized I was staring I answered yes.  He said he was on a intermural team and needed another girl player.  I told him I’d love to and now I belong to the “ChainYankers” softball team.  We are 2-0 right now.

I am teaching at Ucon Elementary School in Mrs. Arnell’s third grade class.  I teach on Monday’s and Wednesday’s and I love it!  The children are hilarious and it makes me excited to have a house full of (ben claims the crane’s have an abundance of the male chromosome) boys.  The rest of the week I am on campus the ENTIRE day.  I have two classes that I love.  Assessment and Evaluation and Motivation and Management. I actually get excited to go and I always leave with a smile on my face.  In my senior level classes we talk a lot about philosophies and present educational issues in the U.S.  Did you know that the Secretary of Education has never been an educator before!  There are a lot of quarks in the government.

Benton, Brittany, Hallie and Kyle