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Saturday, November 26, 2011
Gratitude...
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
35 weeks...
I know every pregnancy is different, as is every labor and delivery. We are wondering what will be in store for us this time around! :) It's crazy to think that my actual due date isn't for another month (December 23rd). I feel like she could come any day now! If she hasn't come on her own by next Tuesday, we have an u/s scheduled to check on her size and a doctor's appointment to follow. At that time, the doctor may decide to try to jumpstart things a little, and if my body is ready, then it should work...if it's not, then it won't. :)
It's all just a big waiting game! On a separate note, I need to do LOTS more updates to this blog, and hopefully I'll be able to find some time soon. :) But don't hold your breath! :)
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Not so great mommy moment #492
This one took place over the weekend. My husband and I got the kids down for naps, but had told Isaac that as long as he remained quiet he could read books or play very quietly in his room. Naomi NEEDED a nap badly, but he was doing okay without. After coming out of his room a couple of times, as well as being asked to quiet down, he was one more noise away from having his lights turned out and banished to his bed for a nap. And then it happened. He began to SCREAM at the top of his lungs, "DADDY! DAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDY!" My husband was not around, and my pregnant self that was trying to rest got VERY frustrated. I stomped down the hallway, opened his door, and angrily said, "What is your problem? Why are you screaming? Get up IN YOUR BED....NOW." Then my eyes made their way down to what he was yelling for his daddy about. He had his little finger pointing to something in his new Bible. And he could hardly contain his excitement and wanted to share it with his daddy. With a huge frown on his face, he put the Bible down and quickly got into his bed. I felt AWFUL. Way to squelch his excitement over God's Word, mommy. Way to break his little heart. Where was the rewind button? I wanted to undo it, but it was already done. Just call me mother of the year right here, folks! Thankfully His grace is sufficient for me and all of my weaknesses! :)
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Isaac wants to die...
We spent some time this morning looking back through our blog book from 2009. I was showing the kids what mommy looked like when Naomi was in my belly, and spent time reminiscing about when they were both babies. It was a really precious time together. And then we came across a photo of Naomi with their great grandmother, who passed away last year. Isaac was infatuated with the photo and it sparked a most wonderful conversation. This kid is a deep well.
Isaac: "Who is that, mommy?"
Mommy: "That's your great grandma holding Naomi."
Isaac: "Well I want to go to her house."
Mommy: "Oh honey, we can't. She's not alive anymore."
Isaac: "Why not?"
Mommy: "Well because she died."
Isaac: "Why did she die? Did Satan kill her?"
Mommy: "Oh dear, NO! She just got old. And that's what happens when people get old."
Isaac: "But what about Satan? Where is he?"
Mommy: "He is far away from God, in a dark, lonely place."
Isaac: "Is that where great grandma is?"
Mommy: "No, I don't think so. We're pretty sure she's in Heaven, with God."
Isaac: "I wanna be in Heaven with God too!"
Mommy: "Well some day I hope you will. All of our bodies will die some day, but our souls live forever. And if you choose to follow God...if you have Jesus living in your heart, then when you die, you get to be with God forever in Heaven."
Isaac: (silent for a minute) "Well I want to follow God. But how do I get Jesus to be in my heart?"
Mommy: "You just have to ask him."
Isaac: "Like how?"
Mommy: "Like you just ask Jesus if He will live in your heart. And when you ask Him, He ALWAYS does!"
Isaac: "And then I will be with God forever when I die?"
Mommy: "Yep. That's right."
Isaac: (silent for a minute...then very softly) "Jesus, will you come into my heart?"
Mommy: (smiling)
Naomi: "Jesus, come into MY heart, too!"
Mommy: "And when Jesus lives in our hearts, He changes our hearts. He helps us to be kind and loving to everyone."
Isaac: "Hey Naomi - I'm going to choose to die so I can go to Heaven and be with God...and see great grandma!"
Mommy: "Well, buddy...I hope you don't die for a long time."
Isaac: "But I want to be with God and see great grandma!"
Mommy: "I know you do, sweetie. But did you know that God is already with us? We can be with Him here too. He's alive IN us!"
Isaac: "But what about great grandma?"
Mommy: "Well, we can look at pictures and remember her, and look forward to seeing her again one day."
The conversation went on and on like this. Lots of deep, thought-provoking questions from this little guy. He is fascinated with death and dying. And is now fascinated with the idea of Heaven. I wanted to record this conversation, as it was just so sweet and innocent. I love his heart and his desire to learn more about God. And to think...this is just the beginning. I look forward to many more beautiful conversations like these from this little man...he's helping me grow as well!
Isaac: "Who is that, mommy?"
Mommy: "That's your great grandma holding Naomi."
Isaac: "Well I want to go to her house."
Mommy: "Oh honey, we can't. She's not alive anymore."
Isaac: "Why not?"
Mommy: "Well because she died."
Isaac: "Why did she die? Did Satan kill her?"
Mommy: "Oh dear, NO! She just got old. And that's what happens when people get old."
Isaac: "But what about Satan? Where is he?"
Mommy: "He is far away from God, in a dark, lonely place."
Isaac: "Is that where great grandma is?"
Mommy: "No, I don't think so. We're pretty sure she's in Heaven, with God."
Isaac: "I wanna be in Heaven with God too!"
Mommy: "Well some day I hope you will. All of our bodies will die some day, but our souls live forever. And if you choose to follow God...if you have Jesus living in your heart, then when you die, you get to be with God forever in Heaven."
Isaac: (silent for a minute) "Well I want to follow God. But how do I get Jesus to be in my heart?"
Mommy: "You just have to ask him."
Isaac: "Like how?"
Mommy: "Like you just ask Jesus if He will live in your heart. And when you ask Him, He ALWAYS does!"
Isaac: "And then I will be with God forever when I die?"
Mommy: "Yep. That's right."
Isaac: (silent for a minute...then very softly) "Jesus, will you come into my heart?"
Mommy: (smiling)
Naomi: "Jesus, come into MY heart, too!"
Mommy: "And when Jesus lives in our hearts, He changes our hearts. He helps us to be kind and loving to everyone."
Isaac: "Hey Naomi - I'm going to choose to die so I can go to Heaven and be with God...and see great grandma!"
Mommy: "Well, buddy...I hope you don't die for a long time."
Isaac: "But I want to be with God and see great grandma!"
Mommy: "I know you do, sweetie. But did you know that God is already with us? We can be with Him here too. He's alive IN us!"
Isaac: "But what about great grandma?"
Mommy: "Well, we can look at pictures and remember her, and look forward to seeing her again one day."
The conversation went on and on like this. Lots of deep, thought-provoking questions from this little guy. He is fascinated with death and dying. And is now fascinated with the idea of Heaven. I wanted to record this conversation, as it was just so sweet and innocent. I love his heart and his desire to learn more about God. And to think...this is just the beginning. I look forward to many more beautiful conversations like these from this little man...he's helping me grow as well!
Monday, October 31, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Family/Maternity Pics...
A HUGE thank you to Jessica Vaughn for taking these photos for us this weekend. We met her at a local park early one morning to get that beautiful morning sunlight in our photos. :)
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Quick updates...
Isaac: He's growing up before my very eyes. He has been THRIVING at his gymnastics class at the YMCA. He is learning new skills and is actually doing very well. It's so fun to see him having fun and doing something SO well. :) He has memorized three Bible verses so far, and seems to enjoy the challenge of that. He has also enjoyed learning his sight words and has been having fun putting some of them together to form sentences. A couple of our favorites so far include: "God is my all." and "Isaac is my cat." Some of them are true sight words, while others he still sounds out. It's just so fun to lay out four or five words and have him read an entire sentence back to me!! :) He's learning how to read!! AND he's enjoying it! :)
Naomi: She's definitely showing her two-year-old-ness. :) She is quite possibly the sweetest thing on this planet, however, she has her moments. The latest is that she INSISTS on doing things herself. When I go to change her pull-up or take off her clothes, she'll shriek, "NO, MOMMY! I WILL DO IT BY MYSELF!" This is totally new territory for us. Perhaps it's a second born thing or maybe a girl thing or maybe just a personality thing...but Isaac still doesn't care if we help him get dressed. Pretty funny. We are continuing to encourage her to use her words, as she is definitely prone to crying and whining. She is still SO polite, though...readily apologizing if she hurts someone, and saying please, thank-you, and you're welcome usually without prompting. :) She also just started playing the "you can't see me" game, in which she covers her eyes, then tells you that you can't see her. Pretty funny.
Sarah: We just had our 28-week u/s this week, and are pleased to announce that everything looks WONDERFUL. We've been praying that the placenta would move over the past eight weeks, as it had been partially covering the cervix. It moved and all is clear for delivery (in another 10 weeks or so, of course). :) She looks healthy, but is measuring a bit ahead. Looks like we may be on course for another large baby. :) I am feeling more like I'm 34-36 weeks along, as I am HUGE and feeling VERY worn out these days. We have spent the past several days moving/painting/decorating Isaac and Naomi's new rooms, to make room for #3. :) Naomi will be in a big girl bed for the first time when she switches over to her new room. Both kiddos are super excited about the changes. I'll post pictures once they are completely finished! :)
Naomi: She's definitely showing her two-year-old-ness. :) She is quite possibly the sweetest thing on this planet, however, she has her moments. The latest is that she INSISTS on doing things herself. When I go to change her pull-up or take off her clothes, she'll shriek, "NO, MOMMY! I WILL DO IT BY MYSELF!" This is totally new territory for us. Perhaps it's a second born thing or maybe a girl thing or maybe just a personality thing...but Isaac still doesn't care if we help him get dressed. Pretty funny. We are continuing to encourage her to use her words, as she is definitely prone to crying and whining. She is still SO polite, though...readily apologizing if she hurts someone, and saying please, thank-you, and you're welcome usually without prompting. :) She also just started playing the "you can't see me" game, in which she covers her eyes, then tells you that you can't see her. Pretty funny.
Sarah: We just had our 28-week u/s this week, and are pleased to announce that everything looks WONDERFUL. We've been praying that the placenta would move over the past eight weeks, as it had been partially covering the cervix. It moved and all is clear for delivery (in another 10 weeks or so, of course). :) She looks healthy, but is measuring a bit ahead. Looks like we may be on course for another large baby. :) I am feeling more like I'm 34-36 weeks along, as I am HUGE and feeling VERY worn out these days. We have spent the past several days moving/painting/decorating Isaac and Naomi's new rooms, to make room for #3. :) Naomi will be in a big girl bed for the first time when she switches over to her new room. Both kiddos are super excited about the changes. I'll post pictures once they are completely finished! :)
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
I tend to be one of those annoying women who actually ENJOYS being pregnant. I LOVE it. I really do. Now don't get me wrong. I could completely do without the constant back pain...the gazillion trips to the bathroom because my bladder is about to explode every minute of the day...the leg cramps...the headaches...and the list can go on and on. And I certainly don't love how exhausted and totally spent my body is...but I love how I feel on the inside.
I'm carrying new life. I'm glowing...even if that glowing comes with some new break-outs of teenage acne. :) I love the "oooohs" and the "aaaahs" from complete strangers. And being treated like the awesome princess that I am. I like having doors held open for me, and for people to let me go in front of them in line at the grocery checkout. For a nice change, I feel really comfortable with my body. My belly is bulging and most people find it beautiful. I know I certainly do. :) I also love the anticipation of wondering what this little baby is going to look like once she arrives...and wondering when that day will be. It's all so...FUN!
But this third time around has been a little...different. I'm not sure what it is, but I have gotten more negative comments about my body than I care to ever hear. I look no different than I have with my other pregnancies...like I am carrying a basketball under my shirt. I'm what some may call "all belly" as I haven't gained too much weight anywhere else. And yet, the comments come. Daily. They usually start really sweet, smiling...and then the dreaded question: "So when are you due?"
"December."
And then come the crazy comments, served right along with raised eyebrows and dropped jaws. Anywhere from, "WHOA! You're HUGE!" to "Wow...are you sure you're not having twins?" to "Oh my...you have quite awhile to go still...and you're...already...so...big." to "Geesh! I thought you were due any day! You look like you're about to pop!" to "Oh...wow...I thought you were going to say this month!" And they go on and on and on.
Some people are more polite about it than others. Their first words (with raised eyebrows) are always, "Wow!" And the newer mommies will usually say something like, "Well you have a little bit more to go." or "Well you look great...you're all belly!" I'm okay with comments like these. Even though I know what they are thinking. I can see the surprise in their eyes. But I am grateful for their desire to say kind things to encourage me.
Others nervously ramble on, trying to make up for their embarrassing reaction. "Wow...you're huge! I mean...in a good way. Like...look at YOU! You're just all belly. Just think how big you're going to be in a few months! You look like you have a bowling ball in there! It's just WAY out there. But nowhere else. Just right there. You're belly's just so...big."
I wish I could come up with a funny comeback to comments like these on the spot. Like, "Oh...and when are YOU due?" to someone who is obviously not expecting. ;) But I'm not gifted in that way. I'm a mostly shy girl...polite and sensitive. I just smile, probably blushing from embarrassment, and move on. And really the comments don't bother me TOO much. But it does make me wonder...am I really THAT big? I mean...the doctor says I am progressing great. At a 25-week appointment, I was measuring 26 weeks. Just one week ahead of where I should be. I haven't gained an insane amount of weight...right on for where I should be, actually. And aside from the aforementioned common ailments that just go with pregnancy, I feel GREAT. :)
But it would be nice to go out and not be pummeled with negative comments. Or to not have people be SO shocked when they hear that my due date is still a good 14 weeks away...if I were to go full-term, which I've yet to do. So really it's more like 11-12 weeks I have left. :) What if I just started lying to strangers, telling them that I'm due next month? ;) I wonder what they'd say then? And does any of it really matter? No...not really.
Cause this mama ain't lettin no silly people steal her joy! No ma'am! I am proud of this big belly...because you know what's growing inside? One amazing, healthy, little miracle...that's what! :) She's just taking up all the room she wants right now because that's what she wants to do! :) I LOVE being pregnant. And I'm not about to let something as silly as stupid comments take that away! :) So take THAT, people! I LOVE my belly! And I wouldn't trade it for the WORLD! :)
I'm carrying new life. I'm glowing...even if that glowing comes with some new break-outs of teenage acne. :) I love the "oooohs" and the "aaaahs" from complete strangers. And being treated like the awesome princess that I am. I like having doors held open for me, and for people to let me go in front of them in line at the grocery checkout. For a nice change, I feel really comfortable with my body. My belly is bulging and most people find it beautiful. I know I certainly do. :) I also love the anticipation of wondering what this little baby is going to look like once she arrives...and wondering when that day will be. It's all so...FUN!
But this third time around has been a little...different. I'm not sure what it is, but I have gotten more negative comments about my body than I care to ever hear. I look no different than I have with my other pregnancies...like I am carrying a basketball under my shirt. I'm what some may call "all belly" as I haven't gained too much weight anywhere else. And yet, the comments come. Daily. They usually start really sweet, smiling...and then the dreaded question: "So when are you due?"
"December."
And then come the crazy comments, served right along with raised eyebrows and dropped jaws. Anywhere from, "WHOA! You're HUGE!" to "Wow...are you sure you're not having twins?" to "Oh my...you have quite awhile to go still...and you're...already...so...big." to "Geesh! I thought you were due any day! You look like you're about to pop!" to "Oh...wow...I thought you were going to say this month!" And they go on and on and on.
Some people are more polite about it than others. Their first words (with raised eyebrows) are always, "Wow!" And the newer mommies will usually say something like, "Well you have a little bit more to go." or "Well you look great...you're all belly!" I'm okay with comments like these. Even though I know what they are thinking. I can see the surprise in their eyes. But I am grateful for their desire to say kind things to encourage me.
Others nervously ramble on, trying to make up for their embarrassing reaction. "Wow...you're huge! I mean...in a good way. Like...look at YOU! You're just all belly. Just think how big you're going to be in a few months! You look like you have a bowling ball in there! It's just WAY out there. But nowhere else. Just right there. You're belly's just so...big."
I wish I could come up with a funny comeback to comments like these on the spot. Like, "Oh...and when are YOU due?" to someone who is obviously not expecting. ;) But I'm not gifted in that way. I'm a mostly shy girl...polite and sensitive. I just smile, probably blushing from embarrassment, and move on. And really the comments don't bother me TOO much. But it does make me wonder...am I really THAT big? I mean...the doctor says I am progressing great. At a 25-week appointment, I was measuring 26 weeks. Just one week ahead of where I should be. I haven't gained an insane amount of weight...right on for where I should be, actually. And aside from the aforementioned common ailments that just go with pregnancy, I feel GREAT. :)
But it would be nice to go out and not be pummeled with negative comments. Or to not have people be SO shocked when they hear that my due date is still a good 14 weeks away...if I were to go full-term, which I've yet to do. So really it's more like 11-12 weeks I have left. :) What if I just started lying to strangers, telling them that I'm due next month? ;) I wonder what they'd say then? And does any of it really matter? No...not really.
Cause this mama ain't lettin no silly people steal her joy! No ma'am! I am proud of this big belly...because you know what's growing inside? One amazing, healthy, little miracle...that's what! :) She's just taking up all the room she wants right now because that's what she wants to do! :) I LOVE being pregnant. And I'm not about to let something as silly as stupid comments take that away! :) So take THAT, people! I LOVE my belly! And I wouldn't trade it for the WORLD! :)
Monday, September 12, 2011
Almost 26 weeks...
So I rarely put photos out here of myself. But I had Kevin snap a few this weekend, so I thought I'd share. :)
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Bible Memory Verse
So part of our homeschool curriculum includes Bible verse memorization. We've never done this with Isaac before, so I wasn't sure how it would go. The first verse (to correspond with "A" week) is Romans 3:23. And he memorized it in THREE days! :) Here's a short video of him saying it:
SO proud of him!! :) And Naomi's teachers at school can't say enough great things about her too! When I picked them up today, her teacher said, "She's really smart!" :) So it seems that she's adjusting and doing well!! Yay! :)
SO proud of him!! :) And Naomi's teachers at school can't say enough great things about her too! When I picked them up today, her teacher said, "She's really smart!" :) So it seems that she's adjusting and doing well!! Yay! :)
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