Sunday, June 24, 2012

June 25

One sweet and blessed year. One full and emotional year. One sorrowful and sanctifying year. One beautiful year I would never take back. 

I love this man. One year tomorrow. Here's to fifty more!

Friday, June 22, 2012

Blessings

The countdown really begins now: Thirty weeks today! I hit the scale at the doctor's office this morning at 130, which means I've gained 20 pounds. I have no idea where they are. I mean, I do, but I don't feel that big. I can still touch my toes (which comes in handy at work for "Heads, Shoulders, Knees and Toes"), and my belly button is only just now beginning to invert (I have been dreading the outie). I have been incredibly blessed so far in this process: no swollen anything (except my belly, of course), no diabetes, no high blood pressure, no trouble sleeping, none of the awful things you hear about (not yet, anyway!). But I also know I'm just going to keep on getting bigger...

Some women tell me I will miss being pregnant, and though I seriously doubt that, feeling the little man-cub move and wiggle and push all day never gets old. It's magical every time I feel the pressure, every time I see my belly bulge. "Andrew! look!" Every time. But knowing I will trade that for seeing his face -- how could I miss being pregnant when I will get all of him instead? Not just his wiggles, but seeing his face and actually holding him in my arms, learning about him, getting to know him.

Seriously, I almost can't handle how much we have to be thankful for, even in the little things: Andrew takes his Board exam a week from today, and then he'll be free for the rest of the summer! (So pray for him, please.) And ice cream with friends tonight. And seeing family next weekend. And summertime, which means peaches and fresh tomatoes and Happy Hour at Sonic!

Also, it's Friday. Go celebrate, friends!

Monday, June 11, 2012

The Good, the Bad, and the Adorable

First of all, the bad news. Blacksburg has somehow fallen into a black hole and Andrew and I now live in Seattle, where it rains every day. This means that my sweet husband, who has been sitting at the table all day studying for his board exams, was unable to play softball tonight. Stupid rain. You made my husband sad.

The good news? I received an offer of employment from Smarthinking.com, which means I can be a stay-at-home mom with a job! I will be a part-time writing tutor, which will be good for our bank account, but hopefully, also for my brain and heart. I applied for this job last August, when I was pregnant the first time. And God brought it to me last week. Just in time. His perfect time. How overwhelmingly good is He?

And, speaking of God's goodness, here is my little boy. He's smiling. (And I would tell you his name, except it's a secret! Ha ha!)



I cannot wait to meet this kid. I want to read him Goodnight Moon for the first time, and a hundred times after. I want to find out what kind of cake he likes for his birthday, to watch him play catch with Andrew, and to teach him the names for our world. And I secretly really hope he has dimples like my dad's.