October 4, 2022
MCCL #45 Alison Opdahl and her daughter Dinah join Tom Lano in the studio for a very informative and thought provoking segment regarding the human status of a pre-born baby. Addressing concerns about a narrative push in our nation to de-humanize pre-born babies and relegate them to the status of disposable tissue. Dinah's simple answer, "A tiny baby," hits at the heart of the matter when Alison asks her what she sees when shown a picture of a pre-born baby at 3 months old. Baby Olivia is a video that shares the wondrous journey of the development of a child in the womb. Also highlighted is the 7pm MCCL Fall Rally on Thursday, October 20, 2022 at the McIntosh Community Center.
https://babyolivia.liveaction.org/index.html
October 4, 2022
Kelly - the executive director of Northwoods Pregnancy Center in Bemidji, MN - joins MCCL #45 Member Earl Roed in the studio with Tom Lano. She highlights the services and opportunities for clients and sponsors of the pregnancy center. Among those opportunities are a HOPE Program for moms and dads which equips them for parenting, monthly care packages, abortion pill reversal, bi-weekly Bible Study, fatherhood classes and miscarriage support group. Earl shares the mission statement of MCCL #45, the importance of "humanizing" our babies and details of the upcoming MCCL Fall Rally on Thursday, October 20 @ 7pm @ the McIntosh Community Center.
September 27, 2022
MCCL Chapter 45 President, Mike Brouse, joins Tom Lano in the studio for a discussion about recent changes to pro-life legislation in Minnesota. Specifically, Attorney General Ellison's Consumer Alert. Addressing the concerns of many who value the lives of the preborn, Mike emphasizes language choices have a great impact on how we perceive the the value of preborn babies. They are not clumps of cells or fetuses, they are children.
September 25, 2022
We are twenty-seven. Twenty-seven weeks old. Stop jiggling. I can’t. Momma ate spicy food again! Hic. Hic. It didn’t give me hiccups. Yeah. Why not? Because I was practicing breathing. I don’t think so. My diaphragm can’t spasm when it’s exercising. You like spicy food. You were thinking about it, weren’t you? That’s why she ate it! You know it gives me hiccups! Look! What? Where? I just opened my eyes! Look. Hey! There you are! I see your head. What color is my hair? It looks like eggplant. Ha, ha. Is that even a color? Well, it’s a vegetable. Not another one!
-a.m.opdahl
September 25, 2022
I am three. Three years old. Oh Momma, put me down. I have things to do! Uh-oh. You’re sneaky. You know I love cuddling. Umm, your lap is getting small. Mmm, I like it here next to you. Can you sing my lullaby, Momma? The one grandpa wrote for me? Yeshua. Please give Dinah peaceful sleep because she is your little sheep. Then wake her with your loving hand because she is your little lamb. As she grows and laughs and plays, gently guide her in all your ways. When she’s grown wherever she walks, keep her in your little flock. Keep her in your little flock.
-a.m.opdahl & dale mellgren
September 15, 2022
We are twenty-six. Twenty-six weeks old. How did you wake up before me? I heard Dad talking to Mom this morning. Why didn’t I? You snooze, you lose. What you mean is you napped so much yesterday that you woke up early today. I just go with the flow, don’t you know. Why are you rhyming? Maybe I’m a poet and you don’t know it. Dad read Dr. Suess again, didn’t he? Pop’s the top! I knew it! Well, if you want to rhyme, find a word to rhyme with rutabaga. That’s a made-up word! That’s not so, silly bro.
-a.m.opdahl
September 5, 2022
We are twenty-five. Twenty-five weeks old. Did you see that? See what? There it is again! We can see shadows and sometimes color now. There! Right there. If I can just… Eeek! That’s my head! Well, that’s a relief. Will you keep your fingers to yourself? Stop pulling my hair. Ah, sorry. Wait, here’s my head. What color is my hair? I don’t know. You said we could distinguish color. You’ll have to wait two weeks until we open our eyes. Wait, wait, wait… well how big are we while we’re waiting? We’re as long as cucumbers.
-a.m.opdahl
August 31, 2022
We are twenty-four. Twenty-four weeks old. Why are you doing that? Doing what? Making faces at me. How do you know I’m making faces? We won’t open our eyes for another three weeks. Wait, you’re probably saying that because you’re making faces at me! Right? Wait! Shh! Did you ear that? Did I “ear” that? Yeah, did you “ear” that? Is that your idea of a joke? Maybe. Brothers are so corny. Now that’s a “Dad” joke! Do you think they got it? That we’re as big as ears of corn? I hope so.
-a.m.opdahl
August 25, 2022
I am three. Three years old. Um, I have an itsy-bitsy problem. Here let me show you. I dropped my blocks in here, Momma. In that big white bowl you like to sit on. You know, the one that gets swirly inside when you jiggle the lever! You found them! One, two, three, four—five! I’ve been practicing counting to five just like you have been teaching me. Wow, Momma! You can count to ten! Do it again! Do it again! One, two, three, four—five! I’m so glad I’m alive!
-a.m.opdahl
August 18, 2022
We are twenty-three. Twenty-three weeks old! Ah! Don’t do that! I thought you were sleeping. Surprise! I was pretending. That’s sneaky. Yep. That’s me. Sneaky. Brothers are sneaky. Tell me about it. I just did. What’s the update this week? Our eyebrows and lashes have grown in but our irises don’t have color yet. Uh, that’s kind of boring. Okay, well we’re going to double our weight in the next four weeks. We are? Uh-huh. That means we need to eat. Yep. Yay! Snacks, snacks and more snacks. Hurry, tell them how big we are. We’re as big as mangoes. Awesome! Let’s eat.
-a.m.opdahl
