Category: Family History

Do I favor one child over another?

When my kids wonder if I love one child more than another — or if they think I’m favoring one,  I remind them that I love each of them equally — “you’re like a box of fine, exquisite chocolates, and I don’t have just one favorite.” True, some days I may seem to favor the dark chocolate almonds, but then I want a butterscotch square, or a dark raspberry creme, or a bordeaux. Of course, there are those days when I have said to myself “– too many butterscotch squares today, I need a break.” I have raised kids...

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Babies and mommies and mammaries

It’s funny how experience is the ultimate teacher. I had no idea what it was like to be pregnant, nursing a baby, being a mother. All my best laid plans flew out the window. And every baby/child is different. And every mom has circumstances that often prevent the best intentions of all soon-to-be moms. I guess that’s why I can’t judge another mom — I mean simple things like breast-feeding or bottle feeding is often specific to each baby and mom and circumstance. I was going to be a medical doctor. But I changed plans and had my first...

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Silicone Teething Necklaces

I remember the day that my daughter-in-law, Arleene, showed me her idea for a business — now called Mama and Little. She had recently given birth to her first baby, and was looking at silicone teething necklaces. But she didn’t really like the bright red, yellow, and blue colors of the beads. The one style that was out there had beads going all the way around. Moms were saying that it got tangled in their hair. Arleene explains, After my son was born in July 2013, I soon realized I wasn’t going to be able to wear jewelry around...

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Surviving the San Francisco earthquake

My gramma, Elisa Hansen Broberg lived in San Francisco during the April 1906 earthquake. She was 32 years old, married to my grandfather, Ernst Johan Broberg. Elisa had three living children at the time — Max who was born in January of 1906, Todd (Charles) born in 1903, and Wallace born 1901. She had lost an infant, Ernest (named after his father) who was born and died in 1899. My dad was the last of her children to be born, 21 years after the birth of her first baby. She had given birth to eight children, seven of who survived. In April of 1906, Elisa and Ernst Broberg were living in San Francisco, and both were members of the LDS church. Gramma always believed that there was going to be an earthquake, but she hoped it wouldn’t be that night. She had been up with sick kids — the three little boys aged, 3 mos, 3 years, and 5 years had been feverish and ill, and Elisa was naturally tired from the long days and nights. Her husband, Ernst had just returned from Logan, Utah that evening. So I can imagine she was worn out from a long week of sick kids. This is her story, in her own words. I’m thankful that my dad made a recording (the old reel to reel — I can still picture those...

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“Though matter is replaced through an endless cycle of creations and dissolution, only spirit retains conscious identity, so that strictly speaking “only progeny is immortal,” each “mounting up from world to world” acquiring ever more “treasure” while “progressing towards His perfection which awaits them all.” (Nibley, Treasures in the Heavens)