Baby Growing Diaries #11

At 37 weeks, I’m running out of room in my own body.  I’m quite certain that this baby has run out of room as well.  I mean, there’s only so much space.  This could be a problem.   Also, I’m not on speaking terms with my bladder, because it’s just being oh, so ridiculous.  What’s the deal, bladder, do you think you run this joint?  Get over yourself. Oh, and I used to have ankles.  Thankfully, all of my toes are still on my feet and were not mistaken for Smokey link sausages at Christmas.  It’s good to have toes, as puffy as they may be. This also means that I don’t have any cannibals in my family and that is reassuring too.

Yesterday, my mom bought me a new shirt and cleaned my kitchen.  It was kind of like Christmas all over again.

And here’s the part where you get really jealous.  Tomorrow appears to be December 31 and I don’t know if you can handle the sheer greatness of my plans.  Are you ready?  I mean, really… are you ready?  Brace yourself.  We’re going to put the kiddo to bed at 7:30 and then spend the rest of the year, in cozy pajamas, watching a movie on the couch.  And by watching a movie, I mean, we’ll probably fall asleep by 9pm.  AMAZING, right?  I know, contain your jealousy.  The truth is this… there is nothing, nothing, not a single thing, that sounds better than sleep.  And secretly, while you pretend to be excited about wearing a cute dress to a party, drinking champagne (oh, what I’d do for a glass), and staying up super late… you wish you had a really good excuse to wear pajamas and go to sleep early too.

2011, here we come.

{Liv

Waiting.

This week is full of anticipation,

…as we look forward to  the arrival of a new year.

…as we countdown the last few weeks until the arrival of baby #2.

…and as we confidently wait for answers to a pretty big prayer.

Monday evening, Matt brought our only car to the shop.  The next day, we received the diagnosis.  I’m pretty sure the words, “new engine,” are the last ones you want to hear, especially when the cost of such a large repair is greater than the entire value of the car.  Many people would freak out and spend money they don’t have, but we can’t help but see this whole situation differently.

For years, this little car has been our source of transportation.  There were many days, we thought it wouldn’t last another trip, but somehow, it kept running, and we were always thankful.  We prayed that God would keep it working as long as He desired and that when that time came to an end, that He would provide another vehicle for our family.  Our entire lives have been a story full of His provisions and blessings and we feel like this is no exception.  We have countless examples of times when we were in need of answers much bigger than ourselves and we were blown away at God’s provision and timing.   Without question,  His was way better than anything we could ever make happen on our own.  It always is.

This week as we wait, we do so with an overwhelming peace, because it seems we have come to that time in our prayers, where we prepare to be amazed, once again.  We stand at the moment, when we face a problem bigger than us and our financial abilities.   But, we know that when we come to the end of what we can do, there is a greater power who is our provider and He is faithful. 

Truth be told, it would be really nice to just have a working vehicle parked outside, especially when baby girl could come at any time in the next few weeks, but if I have learned anything it is this…  all these details, all these needs, He knows and He has a plan.  And since, He’s a whole lot smarter than us and you know, the creator of the entire universe, I’m going to go ahead and trust Him.

Even in the waiting, our everyday needs have been met.  Matt is able to take the bus to work, even though it more than doubles his commute time.  My mom spent the day with us yesterday and brought us grocery shopping and to my weekly doctor’s appointment.  And if such a terrible thing were to happen and we ran out of coffee, Starbucks is approximately 1,000 ft. away from my front door.

{Liv

 

a merry little Christmas.

What a lovely Christmas.

We slept in, enjoyed homemade cinnamon rolls and coffee, and slowly opened our gifts.  This was the first year that H really got excited about all of the packages and of course, we had to open each toy immediately.  We spent the rest of the day in our pajamas, skyping with family, watching movies (When Harry Met Sally, anyone?), taking naps, playing, and enjoying our homemade seafood feast of salmon cakes and shrimp alfredo.  It was perfect, warm,  and cozy. I wouldn't change a thing.

{Liv