Tuesday, January 31, 2012

I'm So Tired I Can't Even Ramble Randomly, So Let's Talk About Owen and His Lunch

Baby Boy appreciates a good meal.

He most especially seems to appreciate some good home-cooking, like lasagna filled with all manner of cheesy, sauce-y goodness.

He is more than capable of cleaning his plate with his own two little hands.

With a smile on his face and the satisfaction of a job well done.

Happy Tuesday :)

Monday, January 30, 2012

Safe Arrivals and Holding My Breath

Just a few of the many...

his first cry

answered prayer

kind nurses and a few good laughs along the way

safe arrivals, and reports of good health, and oh-so-sweet baby sighs

owen's sweet interest and audrey's affection

early(ish) morning greetings, and her new habit of piling all her belongs on my bed

his giggles and delight when I ask for kisses, and the way all of life is a game when you're one

witnessing it all and holding my breath and wiping her brow

watching him become the daddy right before our eyes

"do you want to play with me?"  (yes, yes I do!)

new adventures and friends who pray me through them

chocolate chip cookie dough

chatting with dad

clean laundry

encouragement from friends and encouragement from God's Word

a good night's sleep

(A Thousand Gifts # 915-940)

Happy Monday!

(Thanks for the sweet pictures Katie!)

Friday, January 27, 2012

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Looky Who's Here!

I have plenty to tell ya but I'm sorry to say it will have to wait.

It's 5:49 a.m. and I just got home.  I have slept one hour since I woke up too early on Tuesday morning, and Miss Audrey will likely be pulling at my eyelids in oh, about an hour or so.

I'm thinking a nap is in order.  

I will tell ya this.  Peyton is ADORABLE and sweet and yes it's true...yummy.  Even more wonderful, he is healthy and safe and here!  And his mama is healthy and safe.

Thankful doesn't even begin to describe how I feel.

I'll tell ya all about it soon, but in the meantime, have a great Thursday :)

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

See? I TOLD You I'd Keep Ya Posted

So here's the thing.  

I am now somewhat less than pretty sure that today will be Peyton's birthday.  Kari had a busy night full of contractions and what-have-you, and everyone was terribly impressed with the quality of her contraction-y work.  So pleased, in fact, that they delayed the Pitocin and decided to give her a little time to do her thang. 

This went pretty well for a while but then eventually those self-same contractions that were receiving the heaps and piles of praise petered out, got tired, and in general took a nap.  So after some conferring and delaying and all around letting time go by, the decision was made to go forth with the Pitocin...and a while after that she proceeded with the epidural, and Doc M (the very same doctor who delivered Kari Beth all those 24 years ago!) broke the bag, and can I just say in my opinion that sounds kind've yucko.  I don't know for sure because I didn't look because I had taken myself to The Chick-Fil-A.

What?  A girl and a new dad has gotta eat.

Anyway, that's where we are.  One sleepless night down and don't tell Kari but I suspect we have another one looming before us.  

Overall she's stable and has been a trooper, but I might as well just go ahead and tell you that the epidural is definitely not covering her pain and she has now entered the nauseous, somewhat grody, and overall miserable stage of birthing a baby.

And yet we're still just tickled pink - or actually BLUE, ha!

If you'd like to pray for her that would be great.  I'm praying for strength, & energy, and better coverage of her pain...and God's perfect protection of her and our precious baby boy!

BIG DOIN'S is What I'm Saying

Well.  Seeing as how it's two o'clock in the dark of night and I'm sitting upright in a delightful chair listening to both my grandson's strong heartbeat and my daughter's "ooh ooh...ow"s, I would say there is approximately a really strong chance that today
just might be Peyton's birthday.

You can be certain that I will indeed keep you posted.

Oh yes I will :)

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

So We've Been Rain-Ready but Feeling a Little Sunshine-Anxious

Guess what?  

Chief meteorologist Robin Reed says there will be sunshine today.  

It's too early to tell but I've got my fingers crossed.

To say I'm spoiled this winter is a massive understatement that frankly I find a bit embarrassing.  Yesterday it was (raining) and approximately 47 degrees and I whined and moaned and needed a nap like it was 20 degrees.  We've had it so good that the occasionally rainy week has me all in a tizzy and acting ungrateful.  


To counteract some my bad attitude/seasonal affective disorder-ness of yesterday I shall be vocally, aggressively thankful for the sunshine predicted today.

And Heaven help Robin Reed if he's wrong.  

What?  I'm just saying...

Have a great day y'all!

p.s.  I'm fully aware that these photos would be more appropriate should the esteemed Mr. Reed be predicting, you know, the rain instead of the sun.  Whatever.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Baby Dreams and Looming Busy

It won't be long now.

Peyton should join us most any time, and to say we're excited would be quite the understatement.

His sweet little room is all cozy and happy and full of his things.

His daddy is psyched up and his mama is rested up...and ready to get this show on the road.

His auntie and cousins are coming to be with us later today, which only seems right and good and as things should be.
The fridge is stocked with Audrey's chocolate milk and Owen's sad little rice milk.  I made some of PW's cinnamon rolls so home smells appropriately warm & home-y.

I sorted out the toys...again

Audrey's beloved Backyardigans and Kipper are on standby on the Netflix.  There's an unopened package of bubble bath, and Owen has shiny, new, manly sippy cups awaiting his arrival.

I'm just gonna say it.  Naynay is basically beside herself.

After all, she is fully aware of the goodness just around the corner.

No doubt about it, we're ready.  All we need now is for our guest of honor to join the party!

I don't think he'll mind if we go ahead and start with The Happy.

(A Thousand Gifts #901-914)


tidy toys

baby dreams 

looming busy

birthday dinners

warm, fuzzy socks 

chocolate milk in my fridge

we will dance by Travis Cottrell

yeasty cinnamon rolls rising in the oven 

the quiet before the loud, and enjoying both 

snuggling under and feeling warm all the way deep 

sippy cups covered with cars and trucks and little boy goodness



...and sweet Jesus always keeping us company :)

Happy Monday!

Sunday, January 22, 2012


"Oh Lord, I am astonished at the difference between my receivings and my deservings..." 

(Puritan prayer)

Saturday, January 21, 2012

A Little Girl and Her (oh-so-silly) Baby Brother

There's simply no need for us to spend the weekend ruminating on my sad hair experience.  

Really, what would be the point?

Especially when we could better use our time gazing upon these two...
Have a great weekend!

Friday, January 20, 2012

The Ongoing Neverending Saga That Would Be My Hair

So here's the thing.  
Now my hair is even shorter than it was last time and last time it was shorter than maybe ever.  

The lesson learned being never trust a dude with scissors.  

Somehow I keep getting what I'm told are nice haircuts that my loved ones seem to like okay, and truth be told the professionals with the scissors are doing exactly what we discuss.  Yet when I'm handed the mirror and take a peek I'm completely taken aback and dare I say displeased with the end result, leaving me feeling a bit out of control and a touch mourn-y.

At this point I barely recognize my own head, and well...when my mother arrived at my door last night I believe her exact words were something like "Did you get your hair cut AGAIN??"  

I did not find this reassuring.

With all that said, I've now devised a plan to recover from my hair trauma.

I'm avoiding dudes with scissors.

Have a great day!

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Just Enjoying the Quiet Before the Storm...and I Mean that in the Nicest Possible Way

So yesterday was pretty productive, if I do say so myself.  Sadly that only means I'm creeping closer to my baseline in tidiness and control of the dust bunnies.  And actually if I'm being honest I didn't really indulge in any dust-bunny eradication yesterday but I do enjoy having control of them.  And I do finally(!) have control of the, umm, powder rooms.  As long as you don't look at the floors.  And aren't you glad you dropped by this morning?

Mainly all I know is I slept the sleep of almost-being-caught-up and I liked it.  

On today's agenda would be the laundry.  sigh.  I almost drove my very self down to the local store and purchased me a washer and dryer rather than dealing with the, as we used to call it back in the day, laundrey-mat.  But that seems foolish and silly because there is no cash reserve and I try to avoid debt and mainly because there are other things I'd rather spend that money on, (hi Walter!) so I abstained which was great and all...but now I have to actually, you know, deal with said laundry.

That's pretty much my glamorous life in a nutshell this fine wintry morning.  Kari is not in labor, which is okay for now I suppose, but it's not going to be very long before I start with the hollering at her stomach again and tell that sweet boy to get a move on!  And I'm not even kidding.

Oh one more thing!  I have a prayer request - would ya pray with me?  I shouldn't get into too much detail just yet, but I'm pretty sure God has shown me a little (big) purposeful thing that I'm excited about, and I have made the offer, but the decision is up to others.  I personally think it's a wonderful plan, but while I like to think I know everything if truth be told I'm just...me.  So I'm praying that if it is right for all of us involved that God will make it clear to those whose final decision it is.  

If it will render me insane then I'm praying He will protect us all from such a pleasure.
I'm close enough already to permanently misplacing my marbles thankyouverymuch.

(But I'm still excited!)

(All that AND A BABY!)

(AND my already-born babies will be here soon!)


Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Just as I Am

I come broken to be mended

I come wounded to be healed

I come desperate to be rescued

I come empty to be filled

I come guilty to be pardoned

by the blood of Christ the Lamb

and I'm welcomed with open arms...

Praise God!  Just as I am!

Thank you, Jesus!