Photo Montage

 

Just because I am learning to use Windows Liver Writer, and now can arrange pictures a lot more easily!

Quote of the Day

This quote is from a sermon given by pastor Gary Clark at our church, Eugene Christian Fellowship. We have not been to church since this guy was born!

That’s a whopping 9 months for anyone who is counting. There are 2 services, but they are right in the middle of morning naptime. I am fine with taking him and putting him in the nursery if it is during normal awake time, but I just can’t get myself to skip one of his naps. Eventually, he will move to one nap instead of two, hopefully at a convenient early afternoon time. Here’s to hoping. Luckily we have a tech-savvy church which posts all of their sermons online, and I decided that I would catch up by listening to a sermon while I am on the elliptical rather than watching junk on HGTV. (I’m just joking, it’s not junk, I love you HGTV). And so, while listening to the sermon from WAAAY back in April, I heard this quote, which struck a note in my mind.

“Your system is perfectly designed to get you the results that you are getting”

Sunday Morning French Toast

Thad had his 9 month appointment last week (21 lb 5 oz, 30 inches long) and was given the okay to start eating eggs, so he got to share in the french toast this morning.

Memory

Its funny what sticks in your brain. I can still recite a Shakespeare sonnet that I learned in high school. I had to memorize it and say it in front of the whole class, and I think the terror of doing that cemented it into my brain permanently. I have memorized many Bible verses over the years, but not all of them could I repeat back at this point.

When Thad was a newborn and he refused to fall asleep, I would spend literally probably hours every day/night standing in his room by his crib with him swaddled tight, radio blaring static and jiggling him trying to get him to give up his fight and sleep. I would stand there (or bounce there) near tears and exhausted, staring at the wall (or at my little angel's screaming face). At some point, I decided to make some positive use of my time, and taped up some verses to the wall over his crib to memorize. As a result, I have the following verse so ingrained in my brain, I know I will never forget it:

Romans 9:12-16

Don't just pretend to love others, really love them. Hate what is wrong, hold tightly to what is good. Love each other with genuine affection, taking delight in honoring each other. Never be lazy, but work hard, and serve the Lord enthusiastically. Rejoice in our confident hope. Be patient in trouble, and keep on praying. When God's people are in need, be ready to help them. Always be eager to practice hospitality.

I like this verse because I feel like it covers a lot of areas. Romans is actually my favorite book of the Bible. A day doesn't go by that I don't repeat this verse in my head, and I thank Thad for his bad attitude. I have learned to be thankful for those first horrible months, it has really taught me to appreciate the good times now. And even though it felt like I wouldn't make it through it, we made it out the other end, and it taught me a lot both about myself and what it means to be a Mom.

On a lighter note, the word "Memory" reminded me of the game Memory that I loved to play as a kid. My mom, being the awesome mom that she is, made a board for our game out of felt....she laid all of the cards out on a big square of felt and then traced around them, so you knew where to lay the cards out. Since I have a good dose of OCD, I always liked to have them neat and orderly. Needless to say, I will be buying a Memory game, making a felt board, and playing it with Thad.

Post-Christmas Coma

Well I'm not sure what else there is to blog about besides how cute my child is. Christmas went off without a hitch. My parents came the weekend before Christmas, stayed from Sunday to Tuesday, then Justin's parents arrived on Thursday and left yesterday, so lots of time with guests. Thad kept to his usual routine, napped great and slept well, which makes his awake time much more pleasant.

Santa outfit from Justin's uncle. He was cool with the outfit, but the hat pushed him over the edge.

Checking out a new toy

Spiffy Christmas Day outfit from my mom

Making a mess, as usual

Wow, what a cute boy.

Hokey-Pokey Elmo

Duck camping chair that I couldn't pass up in the store.   

One of his favorites, basketballs the perfect size for little hands

Happy boy = Happy mamma

Merry Christmas

Love, Santa

Frog and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails

I have nothing against little girls, they are precious, but man I love having a little boy. Last weekend we packed up most of the 9 month clothes and got out all the 12 mo stuff. A closet full of tiny plaid shirts and hoodies melts my heart.