An MIA Pregnant Woman and Her Emotions

So sorry I’ve been MIA…. Life is super crazy these days! And when I do sit down and begin to think about blogging, my mind is so full of emotions and thoughts that I can’t seem to get them organized in any sort of post that’ll be worth your time.


We’ve celebrated Molly’s upcoming arrival with showers, showers, showers galore! It’s been incredible, and Tim and I feel so blessed! Molly is one loved little girl already, and we are so very appreciative for every single thing that’s been given to her.

My mother helped me get her room finished by helping hang her pictures and wall decorations this last weekend. Below are some pictures!  We are not quite finished with the window in her room.  You'll see the precious roman shade my friend Amy made for the window; Tim's building friend is building a cornice board for us this week to hang over the top of the window.  Obviously the rod will come down.

The top of the chest of drawers

Molly's name over her crib

Molly's crib

Changing table

Window and corner decorations

While I’ve spent a good bit of time washing clothes, bibs, burp cloths, bedding, blankets and the like, Tim has spent a whole lot of time in our yard. He has built a pergola for our family’s swings ~ one for us and a baby swing for Molly! He’s currently working on planting two dozen plants in our back yard, and he’s laid some sod, trimmed bushes and done the basic maintenance work outside as well. To say we are both nesting is an understatement!

As for me, I’m feeling good, really. I definitely feel LARGE. And the heat has kicked in for real here (one digital sign in our town showed 100 Sunday afternoon), which only makes me feel LARGER. It helps when people ask me if I’m pregnant and then seem surprised when I tell them I have less than 5 weeks til my due date, too! I wanted to hug that girl’s neck as she bagged my groceries after she told me she could hardly tell I was pregnant! God love her precious heart…. Sure did make me smile, especially after I’d just been told the day before, “you sure are big!”

It’s not just being really big that’s making me feel oh-so-pregnant. It’s the hormones! They are out of control! One evening last week I cried while in line at Moe’s; we just so happened to go on a night where proceeds were going to benefit Joshua’s Wish, and I met Joshua’s mother who told me all about her precious son Joshua who battled a pediatric brain tumor and passed away at the age of four. I stood there holding my belly wondering how in the world this lady made it through that. She was telling us all about the radiation mask Joshua had to wear and how proceeds from that night at Moe’s would go to St. Jude to benefit other children facing brain tumors. And there I stood, holding my belly praying God will never, ever lead us into a Children’s Hospital. I had a hard time keeping my composure and ordering my meal without crying. And then last night, I cried while watching the Brooks & Dunn Farewell show. And I’m not a big Brooks & Dunn fan!?!?! At All! But someone sang one of their first hits from years back, and it reminded me of my Daddy. And no, my Daddy wasn’t a B&D fan either!?!?!?

These days are full of action, to-dos, and excitement! And I don’t wanna miss a thing!

Daydreams of Parenting

It’s no secret that I’m anxious to get our family growing. Tim knows this better than anyone, God love him. I have loved every single minute of these last 17 months (+ 1 day) of wedded bliss. I really have. We have a great marriage. I often say it’s the best earthly gift God’s ever given me. And I mean that.

But oh to be a mommy. To have a child of our own. To be expecting a new little one. I cannot wait for those days. And I’m sure I look at parenting through rose colored classes, for I know we honestly have no idea what it’s like to be up at all hours of the day and night, to be cried on, pooed on, vomited on, and loved on all in one day.

Still, I think we’ll be excellent parents. No, I know we’ll be great parents. Even though I am a klutz more often than not. Even though I am often not the sharpest tool in the shed. Even though I am scared of my shadow when Tim’s not at home with me. I know we’ll be great parents. Cause Tim? He picks me up when I fall. He keeps me from tripping over my own two feet. He answers my random questions about anything and everything. He makes sure I’m home safely and locked in tightly with the dogs beside me whenever he is away.

See, I don’t think it’s ironic that I absolutely love being the woman of the house. I enjoy grocery shopping, cooking, and even cleaning up the kitchen after a meal. I love being responsible for keeping our clothes clean, folded and put away. I believe that God put that love for homemaking in my heart for a specific purpose. I know it helps me to be the best wife I can be to my husband. But I also hope it’s going to help me be an incredible mom one day, too.

I can’t wait to sing lullabies to my precious little one in my terribly off key singing voice. I can’t wait to read book after book to my child. Goodnight Moon for the 12th time today? You betcha! Oh to be cooking supper while I watch Tim play ball with our child in the yard. To overhear the little pitter patter of feet and a big ole’ “Daddy’s Home!” from our children.

Yep, I just went from dreaming about our firstborn to dreaming about a house full of children.

Don’t interrupt me. I’m daydreamin’ here!

Tim, if you’re still reading, take a deep breath, honey. No need to freak out! Yet!!

While I readily acknowledge this incredible desire to be a mom, I also know that God’s timing is perfect. This, too, shall come. If His Will be done.

I also am struck with just how much God loves us. Can you even begin to imagine the depths of his love for us? If I cannot wait to read a book to my child, to sing songs with my child, can you imagine how happy it must make God when we read His Book? Sing Hymns of Praise to Him?

What about how His heart must swell when he hears the pitter patter of our feet, running to our Abba Father?

In the meantime, I’m loving this marriage thing. Tim’s definitely God’s best for me. And I continue to pray that God will grow us as husband and wife, preparing us better and better each day to be parents. Should He see fit. And, while we anticipate parenting, I pray this every day for our future children: “The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quite you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing.” ~ Zephaniah 3:17