Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Creating family traditions

We put up our tree yesterday--still need to dig the skirt out. :)
We still have a young family so we're definitely still figuring out what traditions we want to have. Last year we spent Christmas in Florida with my family and didn't even put up a tree since we left almost a week before Christmas. This year, we're staying here and Mom and Dad are coming up.

We went to our very favorite local farm to pick out a tree on Tuesday evening. It was our first time getting a real tree (we've had a Charlie Brown-esque artificial tree that was the cheapest one we could find our first Christmas married...kind of glad to retire it!).

Yesterday afternoon we set aside a few hours to decorate and enjoy some family time. It was so fun and I think we'll try to repeat it every year.

Katie and I made some cookies. We started with an oatmeal cookie bar recipe, but it turned out more like granola and didn't stick together *at all*, so we tried again with my old stand-by oatmeal cookie recipe from Good Cheap Eats. Add-ins were raisins and chocolate chips. Yum! They aren't particularly Christmas-y, but they are so tasty and relatively healthy as far as cookies go. I subbed whole spelt flour for all-purpose and sucanat for the brown sugar.

In between munching on cookies we decorated the tree. It was so fun to go through all our ornaments and reminisce about each one while showing them to the children. Some I've had since I was a little girl. The clear and gold beaded ones were made by my sweet Grandma who went to be with the Lord this spring. She made some for our wedding and some she gave us for our first Christmas in Virginia.

After we got the tree set up, we made hot chocolate and watched a Christmas movie. This year's choice was Home Alone. Ben and I hadn't seen it since we were kids. It had us in stitches the whole time and the kids seemed to really enjoy it too.

I love the idea of having our own little family traditions and I'm thankful we had a chance to create some sweet memories together yesterday.

Friday, May 13, 2011

All I ever wanted...

My people--oh, how I love them!
Since I was 15 years old, all I wanted in life was to be Ben Murch's wife, have babies (hopefully lots!), and raise them up for the glory of God. When I'm tempted to complain about long days and sleepless nights, endless messes, and fussy babes, I often step back and remind myself that, by the grace of God, this life I have is all I ever wanted. I spent years dreaming of and longing for the life I have right now.

While it may not be glamorous or applauded by the world, I'm living my dream. And I am a blessed woman indeed.

This post is linked to Finer Things Friday.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Nothing will quench its flame...


 Set me as a seal on your heart
Set me as a seal on your soul
As strong as death is love
Unyielding as the grave
Nothing will quench its flame
Nothing will quench its flame

Set me as a seal on your heart

Set me as a seal on your soul
As strong as death is love
Unyielding as the grave
Nothing will quench its flame
Nothing will quench its flame

Kiss me, my love

That your name be on my lips
You intoxicate my being
With the fragrance of your presence

How beautiful you are, my darling

Show me your face, let me hear your voice
Sweet as the dew in the early morn'
Like a lily among the thorns

Set me as a seal on your heart

Set me as a seal on your soul
As strong as death is love
Unyielding as the grave
Nothing will quench its flame
Nothing will quench its flame

I looked for you, the one my heart loves

I looked for you but did not find you
Searched through the night
Until I rested in your sight
Now I will never let you go

'Cause you have stolen my heart

My sister, my bride
You've stolen my heart
With one glance of your eyes
Your lips so sweet, adorned with honey
My hands, they drip with myrrh

Set me as a seal on your heart

Set me as a seal on your soul
As strong as death is love
Unyielding as the grave
Nothing will quench its flame
Nothing will quench its flame

Today, it's been three years since we said, "I do." I couldn't be more thankful for my Beloved. Happy anniversary, Ben!

This song by Matt Maher was the song we chose for our first dance. The photo was taken by our fabulous wedding photographer, Rachel Whited.

Friday, April 29, 2011

I'm back!

Hey y'all! Thanks so much for kindly sticking around while I took a couple weeks away from blogging. I am still trying to figure out the best way to manage my time in order to honor the Lord by serving my sweet family, and find the balance between not running myself ragged and not being lazy. Probably by the time I have it "all figured out" with two children, the Lord will add another little one to our family, and so forth and so on. :)


God has been so gracious to us, and despite my lack of having it all together, life is very good. I plan to be back in full swing from my little blogging hiatus next week, but did want to pop in a say "hello." I am excited to introduce some new features to the blog and get back into the swing of things again.

 "See" y'all next week!

Friday, March 4, 2011

I can't do it on my own

Thank you all so much for your patience during my recent 'hiatus.' I really just needed to step back for a bit and refocus.

Last week, I woke up Monday morning ready to tackle everything. I pushed myself and the house stayed quite clean all week, I was able to work while the children's naps overlapped, and I was totally exhausted (and grumpy) at the end of every day with an achy back. By late Saturday morning, I was sick in bed with a (really painful!) breast infection, complete with a fever. Then I had to stay home from church Sunday because it was so painful when Benjamin latched on. I spent the weekend in bed nursing Benjamin and taking Vitamin C and raw garlic trying to avoid antibiotics. Thankfully, it worked and I'm completely better.

When I was reading articles on breast infections, almost all of them had one thing in common: breast infections are an indicator that you need to slow down. That taught my a valuable lesson. More than my family needs a spotless house, they need a healthy wife and mom. Taking care of myself is essential if I'm going to take care of them. And, if they need me to be healthy physically, how much more do they need me to be spiritually healthy? I can't be the wife, mother, and homemaker I need to be on my own. I need the strength and grace of God to get me through each day. I need to saturate my mind with His word and bring my family before Him in prayer. When I was pushing myself just as hard as I could last week, I didn't 'have time' for the Scriptures because I 'had too much to do.' I have learned a valuable lesson--I don't have the time or strength to not make that a priority.

This week has been much better. I'm spending time reading Scripture in the morning when I nurse Benjamin. For cleaning, my priorities are to have the kitchen clean and the clothes washed and the other tasks, I'm just fitting in as I'm able. And instead of working while the children are napping at the same time, I'm trying to relax and instead do my work in bits and pieces throughout the day.

At the end of the day, at least we have healthy food to eat (and none of it rotting for lack of washing the dishes!), clean clothes to wear, and happy hearts. God has truly been gracious unto us.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Benjamin: One Month

Benjamin turned one month old this past Friday. I can't believe how fast the time is going by. It amazes me how much he's changed in the five weeks since we met him.

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Playing on his blanket
He nurses every two and a half to three hours during the day, takes about three naps, and usually wakes up once in the middle of the night to eat. He's growing like a weed! His newborn size clothes are getting too small and he wears pretty much all 0-3 and 3 month clothes. He's also starting to show more personality, which is so much fun. He smiles and coos and is really a pretty laid back baby--though when he's hungry, he's hungry and when Katie's a little too in his face, he lets us know! ;) He's more attached to me than Katie was at this age--she always wanted Daddy!
 
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Starting early! ;)

Katie loves Benjamin and is doing great at being a big sister (for the most part--I often have to remind her to be more gentle). She loves to read him books and talk to him and is also a great helper for mama. She loves to fetch things for Benjamin and throw diapers away (though there's not a whole lot of that happening now since we've switched to mostly cloth).
 
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Katie beeping Benjamin's nose. Benjamin wondering what in the world she's doing. Ha!
Adjusting to two babies hasn't been a total walk in the park, but I feel like we're finally getting into a good routine and life is settling into the new normal. Both of them are such a blessing, and I certainly wouldn't trade this season of life for anything in the world!

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My babies. {{heart}}

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Katie-isms, Part 2

Several months ago, I did a post highlighting some of Katie's most commonly-used words. Since then, her vocabulary has grown by leaps and bounds, and she has recently started putting words into sentences (!). She never ceases to amaze me with how quickly she picks up on things--and she definitely keeps me chuckling, too! These are some of her favorite things to say--recorded mostly for my sake, and the sake of her Grandma and Great Grandma who I think both wish they could see her sweet self a little more often.

One of her first attempts at sentence-making was, "Where (insert word) ?" This question was most often asked about mommy, daddy, and the neighbor's cows. Her first four word sentence was, "Where did mama go?" Of course, I wasn't around to hear it.

She has lately taken to pointing out pretty things around the house. We put up our Christmas tree and a few other decorations on Friday, and Katie has just gone on and on about how "pritteh" (pretty) they are. She sits and stares and says "Wow, pritteh" in the most awestruck tone. When she's talking to one of us, she'll say, "It pritteh Mama/Dada!" When she wants to show off something of hers, she runs up and says "Wooow!" She also says wow about our things too--this often makes us chuckle. For example, this morning, Ben put on a old, brown, flannel work shirt (nothing particularly lovely--but a shirt she hadn't ever seen him wear) before he left for the shop and she said, "Wow!" Ha!

In addition to admiring pretty things, my girl LOVES to read (which I'm so thankful for!). When she first started expressing to us a desire to read, she'd just bring a book over and give it to us. That progressed into handing us a book and saying "book." In the last week or so, she has taken it up a notch and now says, "Ree da book" (Read the book), or even "Ree da book, Mama." It's really hard to resist!

She also now has names for some of her aunts and uncles. Sam is "Am," Hannah is "Annah," and Elijah and Josiah are both "Yah-Yah." Her grandmothers and great grandmothers are "Manna" and her grandfathers/great grandfathers are "Bapa." She'll point them all out in pictures, and gets VERY excited about an opportunity to see any of them (and she also loves to talk to them on the phone). She says "Hi" and "Bye" (in the most adorable southern belle accent, too!) to loved ones and strangers alike.

In recent weeks, we've been dabbling (without much success) with potty training. So, she has learned some potty words, too. I have to remind her frequently that just because someone goes in the bathroom, they aren't necessarily going "poopoo da potty." Ha!

She has also learned several animals and their sounds. Her favorite animals are dogs and cows (why, yes, we live in the country with lots of cows and dogs nearby ;). She also knows goats ("doat"), pigs (she just calls them "oinkoinkoink"), bees, horses, birds, fishes, bears and several others. She's pretty good at saying the sounds they make, too.

Of late, she has become quite insistent when she requests something, too (usually, in the kitchen). She frequently asks for more (and has to be lovingly reminded to say please, which she pronounces "pah"). She asks for her bowl and her spoon (both pronounced 'boo') quite often as well.

I could list more, but Katie's up from her nap and there's dinner to be made. Katie is such a sweet blessing and really adds such richness to our lives with her sweet spirit and crazy antics. I'm so excited to see how she'll be as a big sister in just a few weeks!

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

That Man of Mine

In this late stage of pregnancy, I have become increasingly aware of what a wonderful man the Lord has given me for a husband. Don't get me wrong--I've always known he was wonderful (I mean--I wouldn't have married him otherwise!). But, his sacrificial love and service for me during this stage of life has been such a sweet blessing.

One thing I've noticed--he always keeps up with Katie so I can relax when we're at family or church gatherings. He does it frequently without even breathing a word about it. It's not something he has to do, and it certainly wouldn't be presumptuous for him to expect me to keep up with her some. This was something I'd been completely taking for granted until I really thought about it a few days ago.

Ben's first time holding Katie
 Last week when I was having back trouble before I saw the chiropractor, he made dinner one night and then went out the following morning to get breakfast for us so I was able to stay off my feet. When he's home from work, he spends lots of time with Katie so I can relax. And sometimes, he even does the dinner dishes when I'm especially tired!

It's so funny--before we were married and had a baby (and another one on the way), it would've never occurred to me that acts of service such as these would be such a great blessing and even make my heart go 'pitty-patter' like flowers and chocolates! Ha!

Ben with Katie at just a few days old

Truly, a godly husband is a precious gift from the Lord. May God help me to be the wife he deserves, and to never take him for granted!


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Friday, July 2, 2010

Stomach Bug Blessings

Last Tuesday night while we were in Florida, Katie got her very first stomach bug. Besides spitting up as an infant, she had never thrown up before. It started in the car on the way home from the grocery store about 8 o’clock. The first time, I thought maybe she had caused herself to throw up because she was flipping out while I tried to get daddy on the phone for her (I made the mistake of asking if she wanted to talk to him BEFORE I was actually had him on the phone). So, we got home and I got her bathed and in her PJs, and after a snack and another chat with daddy, I put her down for the night. A little while later she was crying, so I went to check on her, and as it turned out, she had thrown up and fallen asleep in it. Ugh—my poor baby!  In any case, after that happened, I was not going to put her back to bed by herself. After another throwing up episode, I flipped out (what can I say? I’m a new mom) and begged mom to call a friend from church who was a pediatric nurse. Never mind it was after 11. Ahem. But, Karen called back, gave us advice, and calmed this mama down quite a bit. How sweet is that? She got out of bed and called us even though it was after 11.

We covered the sofa up with towels. Katie slept on my chest, and woke up to throw up throughout the night. Mom helped us get settled in, and then I looked over and she was settling herself in on the love seat across from our sofa in case I needed her during the night. She proceeded to get up during the night every time Katie threw up to bring us a wet cloth to clean up with and changed out the towels protecting the sofa. Can you believe that? My mom is really amazing, and still just as nurturing as she was when I was a little kid.

Thankfully, the stomach bug was over for Katie early Wednesday morning. It didn’t really occur to me that I might get sick. I guess I had a notion that moms don’t get sick from their children (ha!). We arrived home late Thursday night, and almost as soon as I woke up, I learned how wrong that notion was and spent the rest of the day throwing up. My sweet hubby waited on me hand and foot all day. I pretty much spent the entire day in bed. He watched Katie all day, and even changed all her diapers. While she was napping he went out and picked up some groceries and rented a couple movies (ones he knew I’d like). Then, when I threw up all over our bedroom carpet late Friday night, he cleaned it all up. I didn’t ask him to do any of what he did—he just did it. What a wonderful, godly man I am married to. Poor Ben came down with the yucky virus on Sunday night.

I was thinking about how miserable it was when my sweet Katie was sick, and then when I got sick and I couldn’t help but think how much worse it would have been if I had been on my own! A mom who stays up with me all night and helps clean up my baby’s throw up and a husband who cleans up my throw up? They are both amazing gifts from God, and truly finer things.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Summer Vacation 2010

My lack of posting the past couple of weeks has been because we were out of town enjoying precious time with family. This summer as well as the past 11 years, my Grandma on my dad's side rented out a house on the beach for a week for our entire family. This tradition became a treasured part of my childhood, and continues to be something I look forward to every year. It really is an amazing blessing to have a large, godly extended family that can actually get together for a whole week and enjoy every moment!

PhotobucketLast summer, Katie was too little to really enjoy playing at the beach, so this year, Katie was able to play at the beach for the first time. She had such a blast. At first, she enjoyed the sand a lot more than the water, but by week's end she was pretty enthralled with both. We took her out most days in the mornings and evenings when it wasn't too sunny out. She is about as fair skinned as they come, so I wanted to be extra careful not to get her burned.

It was also a lot of fun seeing Katie play with my cousins' children. So far between the four of us who are married, we have 6 kiddos. The oldest of the children is 6 and the youngest is 6 months. They had a lot of fun together, and playing with other little kids and sharing toys was a new experience for Katie. Before the end of the week, she had learned to be possessive of her toys if she didn't want them carried to another part of the house. Ha! Here is a picture of all of the kids together. My aunt got the little girls all matching dresses. Aren't they cute?! Next year, this picture will have three more sweet babies in it, since two of my cousins are expecting, in addition to our little one on the way.

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Another highlight of the trip for me was getting to go play golf with my dad for an afternoon. My dad is a golf enthusiast, and started playing when he was just a little boy. I never got as "into" golf as he was, but I do think it's pretty fun to play. I didn't play particularly well (for those of you who know golf, I shot 143 on 18 holes. ha!), but I didn't really expect to since it had been a few years. Getting to spend a few hours hanging out with my dad was a treat, and it was a prime opportunity since Katie doesn't nurse at all during the day (just early in the morning). Next year, I'll have a little nursling with me again (!) and won't be able to leave without children for an afternoon.


As with all our past family gatherings, there was much fun, a lot of sweet fellowship, and way too much food. And of course, the it was the fastest week of the year. 

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As a somewhat last minute deal, we decided Katie and I would ride back to Florida with my parents and spend a little extra time with them. Except for the stomach virus Katie got on Tuesday night, we had a really nice time. It was good to spend Father's Day with my dad and there was a picnic after the church service, so I was able to catch up with several good friends as well. I also got to meet my good friends' precious baby boy who was born the day after I left Florida from my last visit. Mom and I did a lot of cooking and a LOT of talking and catching up. It's so fun for me to see my parents and Katie enjoying each other. She absolutely love them, and actually started calling my mom "Ahmah" while we were down.


It was a lot of fun to spend some time away getting to enjoy family and good friends, but now that we're back, it sure is nice to be home.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

A godly father

My dad became a follower of Christ just after I turned 10. Before he was a genuine believer, I never thought of him as a bad dad. He always provided for our family, he was generous, he went out of his way to do special things with me, and loved my mom.  Nevertheless, the change when Christ called him was quite dramatic. And, I am so thankful for the godly man my father is today.

Dad and me on my wedding day
It wasn't until I "grew up" that I realized what an amazing gift from God my godly father is. I look at so many people in my generation who, if they have grown up with a dad at all, haven't grown up with a godly one. All too often, their lives seriously lack direction, partly because no one worked to engrain the Word of God upon their hearts. They walk around aimlessly, not knowing the importance of making their decisions and prioritizing their lives based on the Scriptures. The gift of a life grounded on the gospel is far greater than a brand new car, a fancy vacation, or designer jeans. And that was the greatest gift my dad ever gave to me.

Dad with Katie last summer
When I look at my own sweet daughter and think of the new little one we'll be meeting at the end of this year, I could not be more thankful for their godly father who will impart the same wonderful gift of a Christ-centered life to them from an even earlier age. An added blessing in having a godly father is knowing what to look for in a husband, and I sure did get a good one!

Ben, reading a theology book to Katie when she was just a few days old!
A father has the ability to make or break his children's lives with his influence. His role has a generational impact...because I was blessed with a godly father, and my children are blessed with a godly father, by the grace of God, many generations to come will grow up to serve Christ.

So, to both of the amazing, godly fathers in my life, a very happy Father's Day! I couldn't be more thankful for either of you and I love you both so much!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

My Grandma

There is another mother in my life who deserves recognition and honor--my Grandmother. My Dad's Mom has been a big part of my life for as long as I can remember. The first few years of my life were spent living just down the road from her, and included countless hours spent at her house. Once we moved out of state, visits to Grandma's house were(and still are) such a wonderful treat. Many precious memories have been made at her house at the top of the hill.

My Grandma is not only loving, kind, thoughtful,and an amazing cook--who always goes out of her way to make our favorites when we visit. She's a godly woman; in fact, she's the first person who introduced me to the wonderous truths of the gospel, and though I don't believe I was genuinely converted until my early teenage years, I know her influence on me was a huge part of what the Lord graciously used to draw me, as well as my parents, to Himself.

I remember talking with Grandma before Ben and I were married about all our plans and dreams, and she said to me she hoped she was still around to see some of the children we were hoping to have. I am so glad she is, and truly, seeing my Grandma with my sweet baby girl brings me unspeakable joy--and living closer to her is one reason I'm so thankful to live where we do. I and my children have every reason to be eternally grateful to the Lord for my Grandma. In fact, when Ben and I found out our first child was due right on her 80th birthday, there was almost no discussion about what girl name would be best. And since she is a girl, our sweet daughter bears my Grandma's name--Katie Lee. If our sweet Katie turns out to be a godly woman of her Grandma Katie's caliber, we will know we did our job, by God's grace. Her name gives her quite the legacy to live up to.


As I've gotten older, my Grandma has gone from being just Grandma (and all the wonderful things that accompany such a well beloved phrase!) to being one of my dearest friends, and a godly woman I have enormous respect for. To her, her influence may not seem very far reaching, but when our whole extended family is together and I look around at all the people there who love the Lord, it's amazing to think that most of them were influenced by her on behalf of the gospel--and our dear family, should the Lord tarry, represents many thousands in generations to come who will, by God's grace, faithfully serve Christ, in part because the Lord was kind enough to make us Grandma's descendents.

Even though it's a couple days after Mother's Day, Happy Mother's Day, Grandma. I love you, and am more thankful for you than I can begin to say.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

A Mother's Day Tribute for my Mom

Just about everyone says they have the best mom in the world...but as far as I'm concerned, they're all wrong but me. :) Since holding my sweet baby girl in my arms for the first time 14 and a half months ago, I have grown so much in appreciation for my mom. I've learned of (some of) the sacrifices of motherhood, and remember my mom making them with so much joy and loving and supporting me through it all.


I realize more and more everyday that my mom is one of God's most amazing gifts to me. Since many miles now separate us, talking on the phone has had to replace our frequent get-togethers and weekly dinner out. As I've grown and matured into a wife and mother myself, my own mother has truly become one of my very closest friends. She is a constant source of encouragement and I have become the woman I am largely because of her influence on me.


There was a time in my life when I took my mom for granted. I thought (like so many foolish teenagers) that I knew it all and needed to teach her a thing or two. Not any more. My mom is an amazing woman; she's a faithful servant of Christ, an amazing wife (and excellent example for me), an amazing mom, and now, a wonderful Grandma. I could not have asked for a better mom than the one the Lord gave me; she is certainly a blessing I don't deserve, but I'm so thankful the Lord was kind enough to make her my mom anyway.

I love you, Mom. Happy Mother's Day.

This post is linked to Finer Things Friday.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

We made it!

Katie and I made it home safely yesterday, and we were both so happy to see Ben again! I think he missed us too. :)

We did have a wonderful visit in Florida. I am so thankful the Lord blessed me with a godly parents. I enjoy their company so much, and getting to spend time with them is really wonderful. The week flew by, and was quite eventful (especially this part!). In addition to enjoying a lot of extra time with my parents, I was able to spend time with a few good friends (including my sweet friend in the hospital), and really enjoyed catching up with them.

My sweet Katie. Mom took this picture while she was 
watching Katie outside the hospital while I visited Leah.

 By the end of our trip, I definitely felt pregnant. I got really nauseous yesterday at the airport and resorted to eating some of Katie's teething biscuits to calm my stomach. Then, I proceeded to walk the length of the terminal at the airport several times deciding what to get for lunch during our layover. My sandwich and fruit were $13--it was hard for my frugal self to fork over that kind of money for food, but I really needed to eat lunch and that seemed the healthiest and most appealing option. The nausea and food aversions have surprised me this pregnancy since neither really hit me with Katie until 7 weeks. While it's somewhat unpleasant, I am enjoying the symptoms at the same time. They are a reminder of the sweet little one who's inside of me right now--what a joy!

I am planning to lay low this week and get my house back in shape after a week of being gone (Ben didn't make any major messes or anything--it's just in need of a wife/mama's touch, I guess). This may prove to be more of a challenge than usual, and will have to be done between resting, snacking, and drinking water (with being pregnant AND breastfeeding, I have been feeling kind of like a camel lately with the amount of water I've been drinking!). I might pop in sometime later this week, but otherwise, I'll "see" y'all next week.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

A Lesson in Patience


As a note, I debated some about whether to share this, as I don't want it to come across the wrong way. I am not complaining, and don't want to sound ungrateful. I know there are many couples, even some very near to my heart, who are unable to conceive even one baby of their own or who conceive and cannot seem to carry their babies to term, and I can't begin to imagine how difficult and heart wrenching that much be. So please know what I've written doesn't come from a heart of ingratitude. I just wanted to share what's on my heart, in hopes of being real and perhaps encouraging some.

So that said, I have a confession. Motherhood has taught me so many lessons in patience, but the past few months, I have been learning a whole new sort of lesson in patience; that is, waiting to be a mother again. I have been struggling with waiting for the Lord to open my womb. It's something I've never experienced before, because I got pregnant with Katie just a few short weeks after our wedding. As most of you probably know, Ben and I are quiver-fully minded. That means we are planning to have as many children as the Lord will give us and we don't ever plan to prevent pregnancy. I guess since I got pregnant so quickly with Katie, I have always assumed I would get pregnant quickly for the entirety of my childbearing years.

I am still breastfeeding Katie four to five times per day, and I suspect that is part of what is keeping me from getting pregnant, but every month when "that time" rolls around, I start to get a little excited, and feel a slight disappointment when I find out there's not a sweet baby in my womb. I have toyed around with weaning, but for several reasons, I don't think that is the best option for us right now.

But, this mama's heart is still longing to have a positive pregnancy test, feel the sweet flutter of a growing baby in my womb, enjoy a cute, round pregnant belly (yes, I *loved* having a baby belly), and to finally hold a sweet newborn of my very own in my arms again. So, as I wait, the Lord continues to teach me a lesson in patience and trusting in Him that I've never learned before. It's easy for me to say we are trusting Him with our family size, but I am learning that I still have so.much to learn. As Scripture says, He is the One Who opens and closes the womb, and He is the Creator of life. And, even if He has ordained to never open my womb again,  I am so very thankful for the precious daughter the Lord has given us. Even one sweet baby is more than we deserve!

So, while I'd love to be pregnant, I am thankful for a chance to be taught a lesson in patience and trusting by a gracious, sovereign, and loving Heavenly Father. What a blessing and joy to know He orchestrates everything in our lives for our good and His glory!

Photo by Per Ola Wilburg.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

The Kitchen Fairies

I married into a really cool family, and I like living down the street from them. I've gotten comfortable enough with them that they can come over even when the house isn't spotless (good thing-otherwise they may never come over. Ahem.). So, yesterday afternoon three of my younger siblings-in-law came over for grilled cheese and a movie and my kitchen was a mess complete disaster. And, to top it off, as soon as the movie was over, Ben and I were heading out to have dinner with some friends at their house. I was really dreading coming home to a destroyed kitchen (especially since that means waking up to a messy kitchen as well if you get home late), and commented that I would love it if the kitchen fairy would come clean my house while I was gone. They asked who the kitchen fairy was and I played along, telling them she was a fairy who cleaned kitchens for mothers of babies Katie's age.

When we walked into our house at 10 o'clock last night, Ben asked me with a somewhat surprised tone, "Did you clean?" I said no, assuming he just couldn't see the mess because it was dark. Amazingly, when we turned the lights on we saw an absolutely spotless kitchen. As  it turns out, four of my younger siblings-in-law (17, 16, 13, and 11--and the youngest three are boys!) took it upon themselves to be my "kitchen fairies" and cleaned my kitchen from top to bottom, including mopping the floor.

How's that for an amazing surprise? And aside from the blessing of actually having the kitchen cleaned, a spotless kitchen encourages you to keep it spotless.

This post is linked to Finer Things Friday.