Friday, August 29, 2008

Just Wanted To Share

A pic of my Georgie:

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Prayers Requested

Update: James Bennett Duncan was born August 26th! Mom and son are doing great!

Please keep our curate, Fr. Duncan, and his wife Elizabeth in your prayers. Her water broke this morning and they are currently at the hospital having their first baby, a boy. She was due September 25th, so this little one has decided to come a month early! I will update when I find out more.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

A Sad Ending

It seems the baby girl whose story appears in the previous post has died. Please continue to keep her family in your prayers as they grieve.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Praise God for Miracles

I first heard this story on KRLD and needed to share with you all. The mother was suffering intrauterine bleeding and there was no detectable pulse of the baby, so at 24 weeks labor was induced and the baby was pronounced dead (stillborn). The baby was placed in cryo storage (like a morgue) and funeral arrangements were made. Five hours later the father asked to see his baby girl, and she was brought out of the cryo. It was then that doctors noticed she was breathing on her own and moving.

Please please PLEASE keep this precious baby girl in your prayers. Her doctors are trying their hardest to keep her alive.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Blogroll updated!

Oh look, I've updated my blogroll! Fixed some outdated links and added a couple of new ones. nerDad is Sean's "daddyblog", and IAMTHEALPHAMALE is a friend of ours. I realize that the title of the blog in my blogroll is not capitalized correctly, however for the sake of readability I am leaving it as is. Happy surfing!

Wednesday, August 13, 2008


Do you ever have tasks to do which you absolutely dread doing? You think about doing them, and your brain says "Nuh-uh. No way. Be lazy. It's not important. It's so much work!"

When you finally complete the task, you then realize it wasn't so bad after all. In fact, you feel better now that you have completed it. Ever do that?

Laundry, dishes, brushing my teeth, cleaning of any sort, these all are tasks I dread. I get myself all worked up over not wanting to do them, then when I finally have clean clothes put away, clean dishes put away, fresh breath, etc., I realize I feel a lot better than I did before.


Of course, there are tasks I don't mind so much such as feeding and diapering the baby. Yes, you heard me right. I can't manage to drag myself to sort clothes but I don't mind a stinky diaper. Yup, my priorities are straight. Am I alone in this? Anyone?

Monday, August 11, 2008

Rain and Memories

As I stood in my kitchen this evening and fixed myself dinner, I happened to look up at the window and noticed the raindrops gathering on the glass. I heard the patter of droplets and a vague memory of my childhood hit me like a semi-truck.

I grew up in Puyallup, WA, home of much rain. Few storms but boy does it rain. Many a time I sat inside and stared wistfully out the rain spattered window wishing I could play outside. We used to camp out at Oma's undeveloped lakefront property. I would awaken in the camper or tent to the sound of raindrops softly tapping on the roof. The rest of the day would usually be damp and accompanied by some bit of grumbling, but now I look fondly on those times and realize life will never be that simple again.

Here in Texas if it's raining it's usually storming and I know I'd better get inside. Even now I can hear distant thunder. But oh the days of my childhood! On several of these rainy camping trips my sister and I would jump in the lake and feel the rain on our shoulders and heads. What fun! There would usually be no one out in a boat and the only sound was the sound of water dropping through the trees.

Ah to experience those days again....I only hope that George will have such wonderful memories.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Mommy's Playground

I am exhausted, but ever so happy. I have found my "Mommy Playground" aka IKEA. This is an awesome store and I'm slightly bummed that the closest one is in Frisco which, although close to our current apartment, is a bit of a drive from our new house (whenever that will be. That's a rant for another post which I will probably not make. Suffice it to say that people who put a house on the market should make sure the title is clear BEFORE putting it on the market, not wait until a week before closing before they "discover" a lien).

But enough of my grousing. I am in HAPPY mood! My feet ache, I twisted my ankle at church, and we're all hot and sweaty, but none of that is ruining my good mood. I had no idea IKEA was affordable. Very affordable. And not exactly Walmart cheap either. Ahh, I can sleep well tonight, for I have found my happy place :D

And here's what I got:

So cute! We also got the feeding tray that goes with it.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Happy Anniversary

The above picture was taken at our wedding (of course!). My flower girl was my lovely niece, Katie, and our ring bearer was Sean's little brother, Alex, who will be starting college this fall.

It's been four years today since Sean and I took vows before God to uphold each other in the bonds of holy matrimony. It's interesting to look back on our relationship and see where we were and where it seems we are going.

I wouldn't say we are madly in love like is so often portrayed in movies and books, and I'm kind of glad. I'm not saying being madly in love is a bad thing, but it's just like any kind of tends to not be such a rush after a while. What is more important to me is the kind of love that emerges when the high wears off.

Sean and I are truly partners in this marriage. We look to each other for guidance and support, we agree on the things that matter (such as children), and we offer a comforting shoulder to cry on when the other is heartbroken. We are role-models for our son, and I hope we continue to be throughout his life. I want him to know what a good marriage is like. Neither Sean nor I had good role-models for a good working marriage from our own parents and I don't want to set that example for George.

When we're old and gray (God willing we live healthily that long), I want us to be one of those couples who walk through the park slowly hand in hand and sit quietly across from each other in a restaurant not needing to say a word but knowing how much we are loved.

Of course we have our differences, but that is one of the things that makes our relationship interesting. Knowing how to work with those differences and still manage to put up with each other is what makes our relationshop strong.

Dear Sean,

Thank you for putting up with my crazy antics. Thank you for being a great father. Thank you for loving me the way I am, and thank you for encouraging me to grow. This has been the best four years of my life, and I look forward to the next forty (and more). I love the way you read my mind, knowing what I'm about to say before I say it. God has truly blessed me through you and I appreciate you more than you could know.

I love you lots,