Working on some verses round here...
I love it!
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Friday, December 18, 2015
And the verdict is...
(See that beautiful profile? Nose toward the middle of the picture)
Today, at long last, we had our ultrasound! And today (on the 86th month that Daddy and I have been married), we discovered that God is giving us another beautiful boy!
To quote another mother, of the most special little Boy ever to be born:
My soul magnifies the Lord,
and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
for He has looked on the humble estate of His servant.
For behold, from now on
all generations will call me blessed,
for He who is mighty
has done great things for me,
and holy is His name. (Luke 1:46b-49)
We are so excited to add a 3rd little musketeer to our family!
I love to be a mommy of boys, with this wonderful daddy!
My prayers, for you, our sweet son to come:
- May the Lord give you a tender heart to see your need for a Savior and to put your trust in Jesus at a very early age.
- May God give you strength to guard and help the vulnerable and courage to stand for truth.
- May you be an oak of righteousness and may your roots go down deep in the Word of God.
- May you and your brothers be comrades, encouragers, and friends for all your days.
- May you reflect Jesus, who was the most fearless, the most tender, the most gentle, the most honorable, the most insightful, the most valiant, and the most holy Man there has ever been.
- May your name be written in the Lamb's book of life, and may you bring many others to love and follow Him as well.
So thankful for God's gift,
Your momma
Friday, December 11, 2015
*Sigh* Delayed
So... today was the long-awaited ultrasound! Originally, it was scheduled for this Tuesday, but that was our staff Christmas party, so we delayed until Friday.
Everything was right on schedule, and I pulled into the parking lot 10 minutes early. And then, just as I shifted into park, I had a horrible realization. I wasn't supposed to be at the Burnsville clinic, I was supposed to be at the Edina clinic. When we rescheduled, we had to switch locations too...
I pulled out again and jumped on 35W, calling Ben as I drove.
"Okay, I just realized that we need to be at Edina, not Burnsville," I said.
"Well, actually, I'm already in the waiting room here in Burnsville," he told me.
"Alright, then just ask the receptionist, and she can give you the Edina address, and you can meet me there. Oh, and can you have them call the Edina office and let them know I'm on my way and I'll just be a couple minutes late?"
In vexing fashion, I could not get Siri to locate the Edina address for directions, but I knew I could get very close, and when I hit a stoplight I'd figure it out.
Halfway down 35W, Ben called back.
"Um, they said that you won't be able to do the ultrasound late at Edina, so you should come back here, and maybe they can squeeze you in here," he said.
"Really? I'm only going to be like 5 minutes late," I said.
"That's what they said."
With a sinking feeling, I took the next exit and headed back south on 35W.
Ben called again. "So, they aren't going to be able to fit you in because it's an extra long ultrasound."
The internal wrestling match of frustration and disbelief and disappointment commenced. I ungraciously agreed to go to a coffee shop with Ben for an unplanned date (since we had just left our boys with the babysitter a mere 15 minutes earlier or so) and nursed a cup of ice water without talking much.
But, after time to cool down and look at things reasonably, I can see that this unforeseen delay is really not a big deal. I got a nice long conversation with Ben (a rare opportunity, of late!), and in a week, we can try this all again.
Thankful for kicks in my belly and the surprise that still awaits.
Everything was right on schedule, and I pulled into the parking lot 10 minutes early. And then, just as I shifted into park, I had a horrible realization. I wasn't supposed to be at the Burnsville clinic, I was supposed to be at the Edina clinic. When we rescheduled, we had to switch locations too...
I pulled out again and jumped on 35W, calling Ben as I drove.
"Okay, I just realized that we need to be at Edina, not Burnsville," I said.
"Well, actually, I'm already in the waiting room here in Burnsville," he told me.
"Alright, then just ask the receptionist, and she can give you the Edina address, and you can meet me there. Oh, and can you have them call the Edina office and let them know I'm on my way and I'll just be a couple minutes late?"
In vexing fashion, I could not get Siri to locate the Edina address for directions, but I knew I could get very close, and when I hit a stoplight I'd figure it out.
Halfway down 35W, Ben called back.
"Um, they said that you won't be able to do the ultrasound late at Edina, so you should come back here, and maybe they can squeeze you in here," he said.
"Really? I'm only going to be like 5 minutes late," I said.
"That's what they said."
With a sinking feeling, I took the next exit and headed back south on 35W.
Ben called again. "So, they aren't going to be able to fit you in because it's an extra long ultrasound."
The internal wrestling match of frustration and disbelief and disappointment commenced. I ungraciously agreed to go to a coffee shop with Ben for an unplanned date (since we had just left our boys with the babysitter a mere 15 minutes earlier or so) and nursed a cup of ice water without talking much.
But, after time to cool down and look at things reasonably, I can see that this unforeseen delay is really not a big deal. I got a nice long conversation with Ben (a rare opportunity, of late!), and in a week, we can try this all again.
Thankful for kicks in my belly and the surprise that still awaits.
Sunday, December 6, 2015
Pregnancy Update
20 weeks today!
(Okay, 20 weeks plus one day, since I ran out of energy to finish this post yesterday...)
- Feeling lots of kicks. Such a joy and comfort. My first normal prenatal appointment, it took the doctor 2-3 min to find a heartbeat (he/she was hiding way low), so it's a happy reassurance every time I feel movement.
- Have only puked once (Friday), but only because I gagged on junk in my throat from a head cold.
- No. Energy. Seriously depleted, and it's a bit unnerving not to have strength for just the normal work of life. But God provides grace for each day.
- Ultrasound on Friday to see a little more about who this small person is!
(Okay, 20 weeks plus one day, since I ran out of energy to finish this post yesterday...)
- Feeling lots of kicks. Such a joy and comfort. My first normal prenatal appointment, it took the doctor 2-3 min to find a heartbeat (he/she was hiding way low), so it's a happy reassurance every time I feel movement.
- Have only puked once (Friday), but only because I gagged on junk in my throat from a head cold.
- No. Energy. Seriously depleted, and it's a bit unnerving not to have strength for just the normal work of life. But God provides grace for each day.
- Ultrasound on Friday to see a little more about who this small person is!
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