I've been busy!!!

Well, I was suppose to have Blue on November 29, but on the 28th, he decided to make his arrival.
You wouldn't think a difference in arrival of about 18 hours is a big difference, but I assure you it is. We were completely caught off gaurd by the beginning stages of labor and the pressure from the hospital staff for Husband to hurry his arrival.
Blue weighed 8 pounds 7 ounces and was 19 inches long.
He's already a Mommy's boy, but he definately keeps Daddy convinced they are on the same team. And Little is a great big sister that loves to help and love on Blue.

I'm MIA

I have no idea where I have been.

I've been taking pictures. I've been nesting. However, I have not been on the blog.

I'm entirely too pregnant to do anything but breathe, and these days, even that may be too much.

We are anxiously awaiting Blue's arrival, which will not be long now. I still can't say that I am ready, but I know I really am.

Blog posts will probably slow. And I will update as often as I can.

Stay tuned. I'm sure to have some Little tales for you.

Growth

My pastor was out of town this past Sunday and asked me to provide the message.

Do what?

You have got to be kidding me.

In actuality, God has been preparing me for the last few weeks to talk about an extremely trying time in our lives. I knew when it happened that it would be something that could be a used for God's glory. To turn darkness into light. To be a message to others.

So, I did something completely not of me. I did not prepare.

No notes.

No practice attempts.

No other preparation than prayer and Bible study.

I told the congregation that I wanted the message to be about Him, not me. I knew that if I prepared, if I made notes, if I practiced what I would say, it would be more of me and less of Him.

That wasn't what I was going for.

To be honest, I did not even really know the extent of the content that I would cover.

Would I talk about my mother-in-law? Would I talk about angel babies? Would I talk about the night that turned our world upside down? I didn't know.

But He gave me the words. He gave me the message. He gave me the ability to allow others to see what they needed to see.

I didn't choose my life. I would not have chosen some things for me. But I'm exactly where God wants me to be.

It's those times when we cling to Him the hardest, and more than likely those are the times we would choose to be elsewhere, that we grow the most spiritually. Those times are good for us.

Halloween

It's only November 7th, and I'm posting Halloween pictures.

I'm pregnant, and it's all I can do to stay awake and breathe. Give me a break.

We went to the church and decorated pumpkins.



Little wanted a purple pumpkin.




This is the finished product. Needless to say, we didn't win an award, but Little was so excited for what she helped create.

By the way, does anyone know how long pumpkins are good for? As of right now, we still can not throw away her pumpkin. Maybe Santa can take it to the North Pole.



She also got her face painted. Amazing how still she can sit when someone is holding her head and painting her face. Let somebody in a uniform try that. Not happening. Ever.

We dressed up as Tinkerbell.



Thank goodness it was cold, because Tinkerbell's costume was skimpy.


This weekend, we hung out with some of our favorite people. Here's the pics from the night.







Good times.

Name change

Fairly soon, the blog will be undergoing a name change. I find it unimaginable that Blue will enjoy painted toes and frilly bows. The web address will stay the same, but the name will be different.

Are you talking to me?

While it was here, we went to the state fair. I must admit this was my very first time ever. I'm just not a ride-the-rides kind of person, but Little sure is.



Little had a great time with her friend.



Little did not like the big slide. She may be terrified of heights, like her Mommy.


Little has been taking ballet for a few weeks now. There are only certain days that parents can observe their children, and yesterday happened to be one of them.



I discovered that not only does my child not listen to me or her Daddy, she doesn't listen to her ballet instructor either. Isn't it precious how all the other kids are looking at and paying close attention to the instructor? And then, there's Little.



But when it's time to run and play, we begin to listen.



Above all, she has fun.

Hopefully, the structure of ballet will help her with focusing and attention span. If not, we are in trouble.

Wow! How time flies....

I have not been a very good blogger here recently.

To be honest, I haven't been very good at much here lately.

I got two nearly dead plants living in my laundry room. Either my over-watering or Husband's insistence that indoor plants like being outside for longer than 48 hours in 90 degree daytime temps and 40 degree nighttime temps has done them in. However, until there is no more green on them, which isn't long, they will live in the greenhouse of a laundry room.

For the rest of the plants, they are managing well. Especially the fake one.

In addition to killing plants, I've been up to burning hamburger meat, wrapping Christmas presents with tape that refuses to stick, failing to get the nursery in order, and just generally being a bad person.

In spite of all my flaws, I am determined to have some pictures of our life lately posted tomorrow. At least I have good intentions.