Psalm 139:13-16 (NIV)
"(13) For you created my inmost being; you knit me
together in my mother's womb. (14) I praise you because I am fearfully and
wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. (15) My
frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was
woven together in the depths of the earth. (16) Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came
to be."
After rereading different verses from the bible and how God
feels about children, today I had a new thought. A lot here lately I've been
talking about this little peanut I have and how much my life has centered
around the babe. Well- my family too. It chokes me up when I go to pick the
kids up from daycare and they both run up to me and hug my belly and say: My
Baby. Or how last night both kids hugged around me and kissed my belly saying
good night baby. Stuart even snored a few times and said night my baby. The
sweet babe hasn't even cried its first cry but yet it is already a big part of
their worlds. I almost feel like I have a little OCD because 9 our 10 thoughts
in my head are about this little thing. I read extensively about its
development each week or about breast feeding and such. I'm literally obsessed.
I try to make a conscious effort not to talk in front of people about the
peanut because I know it can be annoying I know- but man I'm just so excited.
Getting to the point now- reading this verse I get the feeling God is a bit
obsessed with us even the beginning when he is creating our inmost being.
Also- My first "real" baby purchase was
yesterday: Bottles
I thought I would get a good start on this. with Sondra I
had 10 million different kinds of bottles and it was ridicules. I always had a
dirty bottle in the sink. Instead of reusing Sondra's bottles which you would
think I would since I try to be frugal about things like that but I didn't. I
seen how nasty some of those bottles got and thought I just will get different
ones. Plus a lot of them were pink. Now with Stuart I got a certain kind after
the drop ins didn't agree with him. Which they still are my favorite bottles. I
learned though that you really don't need millions of bottles. Just enough for
the day in each stage. So you are forced to clean them out right away and they
don't get nasty. I don't think I'd like to smell some rancid breast milk
bottles. It can't be good! I would have went with the same bottles as I had
with Stuart but since I am going to be pumping I got the bottles that go with
the breast pump so I could pump right into them and store them in the
fridge.
Sunday I was 17 weeks pregnant... wow.. it's like it felt
like it took forever to get to 10-13 weeks and now it's like wow in a matter of
a few weeks well will be going for our 20 week ultrasound and finding out what
we are having...seems crazy... which after that it really flies... I am not
looking forward to the first week after baby is born...The baby will be born
the week of Wrestling districts. I'm pretty sure Jake leaves on Thursday night
for districts..so I should be out Wednesday if I have the baby February 24 I
should be out Wednesday or Thursday afternoon... then Jake would be able to go
to districts... I'd just have to get Sondra on the bus in the mornings and my
Mom told me she could take Stu to daycare and pick up. Hmm... 6 years ago I
would have been ballistic to be planning around Jake's wrestling schedule- but
now as long as things are taken care of- I think it will be fine and I'm going
to *try* to be understanding. Life has
surely changed and I've matured or I have just given up.. lol
Stuart News!..he has went poo in the potty 2 of the 3 times
he went.. last night was poo night but didn't go...I'm *hoping* he went today
at daycare or he'll go for me tonight at home!... Potty training is incredibly
hard...it's hard to stay happy and not be overboard on scolding when you should
celebrate every positive and move on from the accidents... especially when you
have everybody and their brother telling how it should be done or how he (Stu) is just playing you...its silly...and
really.. every method is different from each parent and unless you are cleaning
the shit out of his pants don't tell me I'm doing it wrong...so here is to
hoping...please when I pick Stuart up from Daycare they give me the big news he
Pooped at Daycare today!?!!!! oh please lord (this is incredible sad that I'm
hoping and praying for this surely another sign I am a parent)
.JPG)
as me and my friend were texting back and forth yesterday I
was wanting a picture of her for my phone for her "contact pic"...and
she tells me here is the only one I have all the others I am holding babies
lol...like it's a bad thing...during our convo Jake & I was letting the
feeder calves out to graze and I'm taking picture to send to her of the cute
little cows...I realize looking through my phone I have pictures of the farm
animals with or without my kids and that about it... lol... Oh the "farm
life"...
speaking of the farm life... our pig Pumbaa came back from the
butcher and let me tell you...having a supply of bacon is powering lol....
funny?!..I'm serious... I'll be trying out our piggy tonight and after the kids
eat I'll cue them in on that it was Pumbaa...lol... once they noticed puma was
not at the farm Sondra franticly replies: "Did I eat PUMBAA????"...I
told her not yet hunny! ... I reminded of all the pork foods that she liked and
she said yes ..but as long as it's not pumbaa...lol...I should have video ready
when I tell her she is asking for seconds..and said seconds are PUMBAA! LOL.. ...parenting
win!
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| REST EASY IN OUR BELLIES PUMBAA |
I gotta get going! :) have fun! maybe I'll check back in later in the week!
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