As I sat down tonight, the house quiet, my arms stretched out across my growing belly, eyes closed, whispering words of thanks to my Abba, I began to go back. Back to the broken places that 2016 has held, back to the places of longing hope, and healing. To the places that feel fragile and tender even now as I remember them. I traveled all
Well Sweet little one, Mommy is currently sitting in the hospital lab for a 3 hour glucose test. Whatever the outcome of this test, I’m thankful to have you with me and moving all around. Since it’s just you and me for the next 3 hours, I thought I would tell you about your first baby shower. I’ll add in lots of pictures so
Yesterday was the day. I’m assuming the day that most pregnant mamas around 28 weeks don’t love, but a piece of the pregnancy journey nonetheless-for that I’m grateful. As I sat in the lab at the hospital awaiting my blood draws for my RhoGAM shot (the extra kicker for all of us negative blood mamas) I took out my lovely sugar drink. Within one minute,
Dear Babe, Today you are 26 1/2 weeks old in the womb. You continue to move around in there, always a reassurance for your mama. As the days get ever closer to your arrival, I dream about what you will look like and who you will be. I cant wait to learn more about you! I want you to be able to read this someday
September, giving way to October has been my favorite time of year for as long as I can remember. It’s as if the creator of the universe knew this about me when He planned my days here on earth. My very birth taking place right in the midst of Fall. Even as I type, I have the windows open as the cool fall breeze finds
We all have them. Our kitchen cupboards do each of us a great service in holding all of our food, dishes, dust…and to be honest, I have struggled with how to organize mine well. When we first moved into our house, I started unpacking kitchen things first. Designating drawers for silverware, plates, cups, cereal, pots and pans, toaster…the list goes on. Even in a house
Call it nesting, or call it nesting on steroids. My sister-in-law asked the other day if I was in the nesting stage already, and I think that is one way to put it. I replied back with some long explanation for what I have now determined as “nesting on steroids”. You see, it is my normal personality to want to organize, clean, declutter, fix-up all
I can remember the day like it was just last week. I walked in the door from school, when my mom let me know that someone had called and left a message, wondering if I would be interested in watching their infant daughter. I had been babysitting for quite some time at this point in my life, and so in my routine, I picked up
And just like that we are halfway there! Now that we have entered into the 2nd trimester “life is beautiful” stage, the days don’t tick by quite as slowly. I’m grateful for that. I’m also grateful for this entire process. It has stretched me ( in more ways than one) and grown me in ways I’ve never experienced and I’m thankful. Last week we
I love the sky. Almost to a fault. Those who know me well, will poke fun at my exclamations of “Look at the sky!” But for whatever reason, the sky is my thing. It’s always changing in the most brilliant of ways. Full of color one minute, and dark cloud covered the next. Maybe I just want everyone else to enjoy its complexities as much
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