The other day I was shopping at the grocery store. As I strolled through the dairy section I saw a scrap of paper lying on top of a cookie display. A quick glance revealed that it was someone's shopping list. They had obviously placed it there and forgotten to grab it again after they had chosen their milk from the fridge. I didn't notice any particular item on the list except at the bottom, with a bold box drawn around it was written 'PRENATALS.'
And I had to laugh.
Talk about pregnant brain! Case and point. Sorry you forgot your list lady... but we understand. Oh... do we EVER understand.
29 January 2010
31 December 2009
Our Sweet Christmas Baby
As certain as I was that she was NEEEEVER gonna come out of my belly... our sweet daughter arrived a couple days ago.
Our baby girl was 8 pounds 4 ounces and 21 inches at birth.
We are leaving the hospital shortly to go home and introduce her to her big brother and begin everyday life as a family of four.
We feel so blessed and honored to have added this little girl to our family and can't wait to watch her grow!!
Our baby girl was 8 pounds 4 ounces and 21 inches at birth.
We are leaving the hospital shortly to go home and introduce her to her big brother and begin everyday life as a family of four.
We feel so blessed and honored to have added this little girl to our family and can't wait to watch her grow!!
18 December 2009
Repeat Conversation
"H... do you know who is coming to visit soon?"
"Poppi, Home Depot, me?"
"Yes dear, Poppi will take you to home Depot. Do you know who else is coming to visit?"
"Gammi, read books, me?"
"Yes dear, I'm sure Grammi would love to read some books to you."
(We are ALL excited to see our families in the next few weeks! Whoo-hooo!)
"Poppi, Home Depot, me?"
"Yes dear, Poppi will take you to home Depot. Do you know who else is coming to visit?"
"Gammi, read books, me?"
"Yes dear, I'm sure Grammi would love to read some books to you."
(We are ALL excited to see our families in the next few weeks! Whoo-hooo!)
16 December 2009
Sweet Preparations
I love to think ahead. Plan. Anticipate needs. Make preparations. Organize. These things bring joy to my heart! So it should be no big surprise that I have put lots of thought and effort into making preparations for our little girl's arrival. All of my boy's baby things are on the other side of the world so we had to start from scratch! God has really provided through family and friends giving, lending, and gifting us with things baby girl will need (and things that her Mama just WANTS her to have!). Thank you!!
And we have prepared a place for her. Kinda. Mike was the first one to call her a nomad... cause she really doesn't have a place of her own. We have extra bedrooms... but they are gonna be full of visitors (a good thing!!!). So, she has a corner of our room to call her own for now. And a basket of supplies that can follow her around. And her 'closet' is in the hallway! I love it though!
The preparations are done sweet girl! We are ready for you and we can't wait to meet you and share you with the world!
And we have prepared a place for her. Kinda. Mike was the first one to call her a nomad... cause she really doesn't have a place of her own. We have extra bedrooms... but they are gonna be full of visitors (a good thing!!!). So, she has a corner of our room to call her own for now. And a basket of supplies that can follow her around. And her 'closet' is in the hallway! I love it though!
The preparations are done sweet girl! We are ready for you and we can't wait to meet you and share you with the world!
04 October 2009
Grasping at Straws
I have a hard time choosing baby names. I don't know if it's the endless number of names there are to choose from? Or maybe it is the fact that my child will have to live with this name for the rest of her life whether she likes it or not (unless she should have the NERVE to change her first name the moment she turned 18, which would so NOT be cool)!? Or just that all of this responsibility lies on my (and Mikey's) heads forever and ever amen?
I guess I've always been one who likes to know all my possibilities to make sure I'm choosing the very best option... and frankly it's just impossible to read through ALL possible names on the entire planet! Okay, okay... maybe I don't really want to consider names from the whole planet... I don't think a Chinese name would be very appropriate for an American girl living in Africa. That would just confuse people.
Anyway, I FINALLY managed to read A to Z in a very large baby name book. And I jotted down 103 of my favorite names. You know... just a few that caught my eye. Now, I admit that most of these names I just like and don't LOOOOOVE for my daughter... but what about possible future daughters? I wrote down any name that sparked my interest merely for the reason that I wouldn't have to read A-Z baby girl names EVER AGAIN! If I should ever conceive and bear another daughter... the beginning of the name 'leg-work' is already done. 102 to choose from for possible daughter number 2 (assuming we choose a name for current daughter from this list!). That is a heckuva lot less than the 324,655,758 I just read. And I like being ahead of the game. It brings peace and joy to my heart.
AAAANNY-WAAY... By the time I got to the end of the alphabet... the names were starting to get ridiculous. And I like weird names. I mean, those editors must have really been grasping at straws to fit in 'just a few more names' to their already seemingly endless list. Wava? Really? That is a name? And Xiao? It was noted alongside this name that it is Spanish in origin, and also that the meaning is unknown. Might I also add that the pronunciation of this name is unknown? Forget that we don't know what it means... HOW DO YOU SAY IT?!!
Yaa, Yepa, Zez, and Zone and a few other examples worthy of note. I mean, I even feel funny capitalizing the supposed name 'Zone.' What if she grew up to be a basketball player and played man-to-man and zone defense and then she had a fired up Dad on the sideline who was trying to remind her which kind of defense to play? You get the picture.
So, the list-narrowing-down will soon commence. And I pretty much can guarantee that 98.9 percent of the names, when proposed to my husband, will be met with a scowl. Or a confused look. Or a look of disbelief. Or a blank face. (No offense honey, but you're not too open minded about names.)
But in the end, we'll choose a name for our precious daughter, and we'll love it, and we'll love her forever and ever amen.
I guess I've always been one who likes to know all my possibilities to make sure I'm choosing the very best option... and frankly it's just impossible to read through ALL possible names on the entire planet! Okay, okay... maybe I don't really want to consider names from the whole planet... I don't think a Chinese name would be very appropriate for an American girl living in Africa. That would just confuse people.
Anyway, I FINALLY managed to read A to Z in a very large baby name book. And I jotted down 103 of my favorite names. You know... just a few that caught my eye. Now, I admit that most of these names I just like and don't LOOOOOVE for my daughter... but what about possible future daughters? I wrote down any name that sparked my interest merely for the reason that I wouldn't have to read A-Z baby girl names EVER AGAIN! If I should ever conceive and bear another daughter... the beginning of the name 'leg-work' is already done. 102 to choose from for possible daughter number 2 (assuming we choose a name for current daughter from this list!). That is a heckuva lot less than the 324,655,758 I just read. And I like being ahead of the game. It brings peace and joy to my heart.
AAAANNY-WAAY... By the time I got to the end of the alphabet... the names were starting to get ridiculous. And I like weird names. I mean, those editors must have really been grasping at straws to fit in 'just a few more names' to their already seemingly endless list. Wava? Really? That is a name? And Xiao? It was noted alongside this name that it is Spanish in origin, and also that the meaning is unknown. Might I also add that the pronunciation of this name is unknown? Forget that we don't know what it means... HOW DO YOU SAY IT?!!
Yaa, Yepa, Zez, and Zone and a few other examples worthy of note. I mean, I even feel funny capitalizing the supposed name 'Zone.' What if she grew up to be a basketball player and played man-to-man and zone defense and then she had a fired up Dad on the sideline who was trying to remind her which kind of defense to play? You get the picture.
So, the list-narrowing-down will soon commence. And I pretty much can guarantee that 98.9 percent of the names, when proposed to my husband, will be met with a scowl. Or a confused look. Or a look of disbelief. Or a blank face. (No offense honey, but you're not too open minded about names.)
But in the end, we'll choose a name for our precious daughter, and we'll love it, and we'll love her forever and ever amen.
Bubble Gox
52. The house was 52 degrees when we woke up on Saturday! Burrr!! Actually, Mikey was all bundled in a quilt on the couch and I felt fine. This little heater in my belly is really keeping me warm!
Anyway... it was the day of the Harvest Festival... but it was so cold! So, we bundled up! I explained to H that it was cold so he had to wear more clothes than he EVER had in his entire life. (That would be a long-sleeve onesie, a sweater, a vest, and jeans) And that he would also get to wear two pairs of socks! Double socks!! Yay!!! I made it sound so fun!!
"Bubble gox?" he asks
"Yes dear, you get to wear double socks today because it's sooooooo cold outside!"
"Ohhh... bubble gox."
And that was the beginning of it. The end of it has yet to come! Since then it's been bubble gox this and bubble gox that.
I love my boy and his bubble gox. He makes me smile.
Anyway... it was the day of the Harvest Festival... but it was so cold! So, we bundled up! I explained to H that it was cold so he had to wear more clothes than he EVER had in his entire life. (That would be a long-sleeve onesie, a sweater, a vest, and jeans) And that he would also get to wear two pairs of socks! Double socks!! Yay!!! I made it sound so fun!!
"Bubble gox?" he asks
"Yes dear, you get to wear double socks today because it's sooooooo cold outside!"
"Ohhh... bubble gox."
And that was the beginning of it. The end of it has yet to come! Since then it's been bubble gox this and bubble gox that.
I love my boy and his bubble gox. He makes me smile.
He's One of Us
It was one of those afternoons. When I had things to do and H wanted to do them ALL right alongside me. So, when we went downstairs to do laundry and he didn't come back up with me... I asked no questions. Can you blame me really? He was playing alone! (and, I did know that there was nothing that could harm him down there!)
A little while later, the silence was killing me (and giving me LIFE all at the same time) and I decided I should investigate.
This is what I found.
Yes folks. My son is certainly is one of us. He's totally 'into' games as much as his Mommy and Daddy!
And, I'll have you know... I took this picture and then made no effort to stop his playing. Yes, I had a big mess to clean up later... but I think it was totally worth it! Not only for my peace and quiet but also so he could begin to formulate his Risk strategy.
:)
A little while later, the silence was killing me (and giving me LIFE all at the same time) and I decided I should investigate.
This is what I found.
Yes folks. My son is certainly is one of us. He's totally 'into' games as much as his Mommy and Daddy!
And, I'll have you know... I took this picture and then made no effort to stop his playing. Yes, I had a big mess to clean up later... but I think it was totally worth it! Not only for my peace and quiet but also so he could begin to formulate his Risk strategy.
:)
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