January 25, 2011

Baby Update

Okay, from the looks of my live traffic feed, there are many of you checking in...likely for some sort of update on baby status. As you can see, the baby meter ran down to zero a couple days ago...however, baby has decided to stay past his "guess date". I was hoping he would come a bit more promptly than his big sister!

Only the Lord knows the date of our precious boy's arrival, but I must admit I was hoping it would be today...it's my dad's birthday. Wouldn't that have been fun! So, here is the latest on progress...there is none. We went to the doctor today and well, there is no indication baby is on his way just yet. We all know that could change at any given moment. And don't worry. You all will be notified when the time comes, I promise :)

January 23, 2011

Dear Phoebe

(I began this letter to my wonderful daughter back in June, but somehow could not find the words to complete it until now.)


Dearest Phoebe,

I am writing you this letter during a very special and exciting time for our family. We were taking a bath together, you and I, when I told you some big news. You were nestled up next to me and I whispered it to you, "Phoebe, guess what?" You're eyes looked at me with wonder. "There's a baby in Mommy's belly." Your eyes grew even wider as you looked down and touched my tummy sweetly.

Suddenly you were filled with questions and ideas. Will it be a boy or a girl? When will he or she come out? And of course, you wanted me to tell you the special story you've heard so many times, of how God blessed Mommy and Daddy with you inside my belly, and of the day you arrived to meet us. You were so excited about a new baby brother or sister growing in that same special place.

Each day you have ideas and questions about the new baby...but I can also see some reservation in your eyes. When we snuggled in bed last night, you bravely revealed to me, "I don't want the baby to come out!" Oh Phoebe, my eyes filled with tears, and my heart ached just a bit. Because I know just how you feel, my Love. I'm not ready for Baby to come out either. But I will be. And you will be too. When the time is right.

When the time is right, our hearts...yours, mine, and Daddy's, will be filled with excitement, and anticipation, and love for Baby. We'll be so excited, we won't be able to stand it! When the time is right. But for now, I will continue to relish my time with you. Just me and you.

It's been so precious to spend these last four years getting to know you, teaching you, falling madly in love with you. You amaze me every day. Your energy, your spontaneity, your generous spirit...everyone who knows you would agree that you are simply infectious. I told a friend once that there is an amazing feeling when you just "click" with someone...but when you just click with someone who is half-you, it is so much cooler, an indescribable feeling. Being with you Phoebe...it's the absolute best!

And now that Baby is on the way, and our hearts are preparing to meet him and welcome him into our family, I see more and more of who you, are and who you are becoming. I see my big girl growing in ways I can only imagine for the future. A big sister. Baby will be so blessed. Our family is changing in a big way and I can see God preparing your heart for such a change. Life is full of changes, dear one. This will be just one of many for you, and I am already so proud to see you embrace it. I know you will learn and grow so much. We all will.

I remember the day I found out I was pregnant with you. I was so incredibly thrilled. And I was a bit nervous too. How will this change me? How will this change my life? Will I be a good mommy? Will I know how to love you?

Months have gone by since I began this letter. I didn't seem to have the right words to complete it before now. As my belly has continued to swell, I have watched you fall in love with your baby brother. Your joy and anticipation has only fueled my own. I wondered at first how this new addition might change things between us, but it has just deepened our bond. When I stop and ponder how I will feel about this new little one, how I will be the mommy God wants me to be to both of you, I remember that you are here with me to experience it all.

You will be with me Phoebe, as you have been since the beginning of my Mama journey. You see, sweet girl, everything I know about being a mommy is wrapped up in you. I didn't know how to nurse a baby from my breast, but you showed me. I wasn't sure how to interpret a newborn's cries, but you helped with that one too. I wasn't sure that I held a place in this world...you made it clear that I do. All that I know and feel as a mom, you have inspired in me.

When your Daddy and I got married, I thought I knew something about love. But then you came along, and Daddy and I both experienced love and joy like no other. One day, I pray you might experience this love for your own child. But for now, you get to experience the love of a sister. A loving, giving, caring, AWESOME big sister.

A big change indeed. But I know you are ready. At one time you wondered if Mommy and Daddy would have enough love for both you and Baby. You know, God has a special way of expanding our hearts and filling them up with more love than we ever thought we could experience. I see your heart growing bigger every day, with lots of love for your little brother. I can only imagine the fun we'll all have! I can only imagine...and I can hardly wait!!

With all of my heart,

Mommy

January 19, 2011

Magical Moment of the Day

This is what I woke up to this morning....click, clack, click, clack....fancy dress up shoes cheerfully waltz into my room. A pink ballerina-girl adorned with many jewels and lots of swirly hand gestures announces, "Okay, Kid. I am the Mommy and GUESS WHAT! It's your birthday! I'm baking you a cake and it's got colorful sprinkles, and yummy frosting, and....."

My eyes barely crack open to see this lovely, little girl that seems to have changed again overnight, blossoming more and more into this little lady of mine. Silly, yet quite refined. In my groggy morning voice I reply, "Ooh-la-la! A birthday cake-for Me?"

"Oh yes, we are having a celebration. I have made a very SPECIAL cake and your friends are all here waiting, and oh yes, here is a card and your present...a very fancy birthday crown, just for you, Kid."

I sit up to receive this royal gesture and catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror with the crown upon my head-disheveled hair, swollen belly protruding from jammies, eyes half-open and a huge grin upon my face...

and I think to myself, "I LOVE MY LIFE!"

Leave me a comment...I would love to hear your magical moments too!

January 9, 2011

You Know You're Near the End When...

You're down to your last three outfits!

Your four-year-old has to beg you to get out of bed in the morning.

Your ice cream supply has completely taken over the freezer.

Everywhere you go, heads turn and eyes grow wide at the sight of the watermelon-sized protrusion leading the way!

Lightening-like nerve pains in your sciatic area, inner thigh, and...ahem...unmentional places have become quite a regular occurrence.

Your husband cannot keep his eyes off your bosom area.

You're now wearing your "fake" wedding ring because the real one doesn't fit.

Regular exercise means a trip up and down the stairs.

You are SO over people's "observations" of your appearance...

I am not a science experiment! This is not a tumor or a growth, nor is it a rare condition in our society, yet I wonder if people just cannot help themselves...and in their awe-struck state over this incredibly natural phenomenon called pregnancy, they MUST say something...usually the first thing that comes to mind just flies right out of the mouth. Seriously, I think I might have to have a few responses printed on a T-shirt:

  • Yes, I know that I am "ALL BABY".
  • You're right ladies, I am lucky that I am not "carrying it all in my butt".
  • No, I did not steal your basketball.
  • Yep, aunties and grandmas, give yourself a pat on the back...you guessed right-it's a boy. But I carried Phoebe all out in front too and she is definitely a girl.
  • I am not a balloon, so please don't tell me I look like I'm about to POP!
  • I AM sure there's not two in there! Men, please...learn something today. Do not ask a woman if she's sure she's not having twins. C'mon now, I am only 5 foot, 2 and a half inches tall, and I have a petite frame. Where on earth does a full-grown baby go in a person of my size? There is a 17-20 inch person curled up in there along with my bladder, my intestines, and all sorts of other stuff shoved off to the sides. AND women who are this far a long with twins are not shopping at Ross. They either in BED or the hospital!
  • "WOW" is right! Wow, there is a miracle in my belly! Wow, a person is growing in there! Wow, isn't that wonderful and amazing, and incredible??
Okay, so all of that would not quite fit on even the largest of T-shirts, but I think you get the picture. That is not to negate all of the wonderful things people have said on a daily basis, like "You look amazing!", "You've barely gained any weight!", "You are stunning!", "Pregnancy looks great on you.", "You are the most gorgeous pregnant woman I've ever seen!"...

They are so right! Pregnancy is beautiful. All pregnant ladies are beautiful. If you are reading this and you are with child, you are beautiful! You are housing God's creation. Rejoice in the handiwork of the Lord!

Am I mad? No. Not in the least. This is just me observing the human behavior around me. I have enjoyed every minute of being pregnant (both times). It is a miraculous thing, housing a baby. I think when you are nearing the end, you cannot help but feel that you are a walking anomaly. I mean, people have witnesses this for thousands of years, yet it still stops them in their tracks. Who isn't impressed with the whole deal? Incredible. But, it is sort of nice to have someone just say "hello". That's all I'm saying.

If you see me walking down the street, just say "hello".