Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Lucy
Friday, February 18, 2011
The Moment
In two days she'll be 10 months old. Last night, she started crawling on all fours. And like always, I felt the surge of mixed emotions....excited for the next step and a nagging sadness over saying goodbye to yet another baby stage.
I have breathed in every moment of the last 10 months. I can't say that about my first three babies...back then I didn't understand how fleeting the time was. How I'd look at a baby one day, and a 3rd grader the next. Wondering how their feet got so huge, without me even noticing. How does that happen? I see him everyday.
I'm learning to breathe-in the moment. No rushing it. No trying to slow it. Just living it. The 3rd grader, the 2nd grader, the 5 year old, the baby. Trying to embrace it, yet not hold on too tightly...because it's a moment. They're meant to grow...I'm meant enjoy the moment and trust that God holds the future.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Old Lady
The other night Ben and I were chatting in the kitchen. Somehow we got onto the topic of a friend's age. Ben informed me that the person was in fact younger than me, and I just couldn't believe it! Certainly I was not their elder?!? Really, I used those words.
I was wrong. I am their elder. Barf.
I went on to explain to Ben how it's not that I feel like 32 (almost 33) is old, it's just that it seems like highschool was just yesterday! There is some disconnect in my head. Or I need there to be. I need to feel the gap from 1996 until now. But alas, I do not.
Anyways, fast forward to this afternoon...I'm in the living room changing Lucy and hurrying Jake along to get to afternoon pre-k on time and I hear him yell from the mud room...
Hurry up old lady, you're gonna make me late!
"Did he just call me his old lady?" I thought to myself.
I gave him the chance to re-phrase his question. He declined. He fed me back my own words from the conversation the other night...where I mentioned that I am in fact an old lady.
He kills me. However, he will now refrain from using the term "old lady" when referring to me...or any other woman for that matter. ;)
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
It's What We Do...
Dear Little Lu,
It's hard to believe you're already 6 months and 3 weeks old. Even crazier, is that for the past 6 months, we've only been separated a handful of times.
Truthfully...I can't get enough of you. I'm pretty sure you feel the same.
Your smile is infectious.
I breathe in the smell of you, feel your chubby little cheeks against mine and seriously believe that this must be what Heaven smells like. I have those same thoughts when I enter Starbucks and the Aveda Salon...but we'll discuss that when you're older...
I look at your pictures hanging on the walls, and can hardly believe how fast you've grown. It makes my heart ache a little because it seems no matter how much I savor every moment...the moments are still just moments. Gone quickly.
Yesterday, as we waited to pick up your brothers from school, I sat and watched a mom walk with her young toddler daughter, hand in hand. I pictured you...no longer a baby, but walking along holding my hand. It made me smile. I think it was God's way of reminding me to enjoy today, but to look forward with joy to what is ahead, rather than long for what will have passed.
But for now, I will treasure our almost-every-day dance together. It usually happens in the afternoon, when your brothers are at school and the house is quiet...just you and me. You fighting going down for a nap, me, swaying and rocking and shooshing you to sleep...to this song.
I wonder if you'll remember...I will.
Love you, Miss Lucy.
Monday, October 25, 2010
but it'snot
Monday, August 16, 2010
Family Picture Time
Jake needs to take a framed family picture along with him to pre-k so a friend snapped one for us, on our front steps, a few minutes before church started. Because we're fancy like that.
Since everyone is looking at the camera, we call that success.
You'll have to click on the pic to see all of us! |
And yes, before you ask....Lucy and I do match. Here's my theory: Since she's pretty much attached to me all of the time, she's kinda like a fashion accessory. It's best that we not clash. ;)
Thursday, February 25, 2010
I Don't Want to Forget...
Part of the reason I blog is so that I can look back and actually remember some of the seemingly insignificant things. Over the past two years, it's the things that seemed unimportant at the time that end up making me smile the most.
Friday, February 19, 2010
I Should Have Known Better...
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Let's Help Me...
- I think "latching on" was the main problem. I got a pamphlet in the mail recently that said "Three easy steps to latching on" Pffffff. Easy, really? It didn't feel easy. Any tips?
- How long does engorgement really last? I mean really? Because even when I quit on day 13 they were still super full (and I did try pumping some first) No wonder the poor kid couldn't latch on...it was like sucking on a kickball.
- How long does leaking last? How long do you have to wear those disposable pad thingys in your bra?
- Sore nipples. You heard me. How long?
- Should I contact the local la leche league?
- What's your take on nipple shields? You know, those clear things...I used them with Jake as an attempt to make it hurt less, and it kinda helped, but it was also another thing to get adjusted while trying to get him adjusted and latched on...
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
More Than a Bump...
Thursday, December 31, 2009
It's GONE!
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Finding Words...
- They're not all that uncommon. They show up in 1-2% of ultrasounds and most often disappear by 32 weeks of pregnancy.
- They cause no harm to the baby's brain.
- They can be a very "soft" marker for other chromosomal problems. However, the rest of our ultrasound looked completely normal, so they are not very concerned.
- It's still enough to make this pregnant momma dissolve in tears.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Let's Get Personal Part 2
- Doing something permanent, at this point in our lives, just didn't settle well with us. I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that I might later regret it. That someday I might think...did God want us to have one more and we missed out on that life because I wanted a decision made right. now?
- The idea of purposely trying didn't settle well either because I was very content with our three wonderful little guys. Our family didn't feel like it was lacking, in fact, it felt quite full. I didn't know if I wanted to be pregnant again...and all that entailed, losing all the weight afterwards in particular. Maybe three boys was exactly what God had planned for our family.
Let's Get Personal Part 1
- Decide if we are done having kids or not. If we are done, then someone should get fixed. When? Who? (Some finger pointing went on here ;)
- Do we just go about our current method which was trying to prevent, while yet still leaving an option open for God to do what He wants?
- Do we do nothing to prevent? There was a joke going around when Ben was in seminary, because everyone was having babies. What do you call a husband and wife who do not use birth control? Answer: Parents. And by my experience, that was TRUE. So, for me, not using anything meant trying...which meant I still felt like I was taking the decision into my own hands.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Hearing the Big News...
Friday, October 23, 2009
Goodbye Long Week...
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Little Bit of This, Little Bit of That...
Barf. :)
I can't get blogger to flip this picture...imagine that. Our Ladies Bible Study is in week three of this study. Words cannot express how much I love it. Love it, love it, love it.
6)
I bought these magnets in the dollar bin at Target. Makes me smile every time I go to the fridge...so quite often.
7)
Fake pumpkins and gourds that I cannot kill.
There are also a few things I am not loving...
1) The house goes from picked up to disaster in about 3.2 seconds. If I could just learn how to function well in mess then I would be set. Instead, I start to feel claustrophobic and get crabby.
Exhibit A:
Exhibit B: Their version of picking it up.
About three articles of clothing in that pile are actually dirty.
2)
The stuff that used to be piled in baskets on the desk, until I walked past it this morning and my hips knocked it all on the floor.
I guess I've avoided the mess for long enough...better get at it. You can bet I'm gonna be listening to this song while
getting the job done. If I only had a tambourine... *wink*
Happy Thursday!