So big

March 30, 2011

Dear Seannan,

As I watch you crawl around on the carpet this morning in your green stripey pj’s I am suddenly reminded just how big you are getting. It’s not fair really. You will be one in just three short months. The more I fall in love with the baby you, the less you are that baby. Each day you are growing and learning new things and exploring, and playing (despite big brother’s attempts to hog all the good toys).

I’d like to say that it feels like just yesterday since I saw those two pink lines on that pregnancy test, but it doesn’t. It feels like ages ago. It feels as though you’ve been a part of us for so much longer than these nine months. And for that, I am immensely glad. You are turning into such a sweet little person. You are my snuggler, always happy to just hang out in someone’s lap and squish yourself up next to them. I listen to the sounds you are making and already I think your voice will be lower than your brothers. You aren’t as big as he was at your age either. I have this picture of you in my mind in ten years, your brother will be taller than you, but you will be that little brother that has no problem taking down his older brother.

It’s sad really, each time a baby is born you say to yourself, “I know how fast they grow, I’m going to make sure not to miss any moment.”, but you do. You blink and suddenly a year is up and that tiny, slick, warm little baby that was placed on your belly is now crawling, and getting teeth, and chattering a mile a minute in his own language. I’m so thankful for all of our little moments…even the million and one moments that keep mama from getting a good nights sleep.



March 9, 2011

I am going to say something and even as I type the words it feels sooooo cliche, but well…I was really getting sick and tired of the soap scum build up in the shower. I was seriously dreading the hour I knew it would take me to scrub every inch of that stupid thing. Last night when I went grocery shopping I was looking in the bathroom cleaners and found this spray on bathroom cleaner called Kaboom. It really sounded too good to be true, but I figured it was three bucks so what the hey.

I sprayed an especially nasty patch of the shower with it and walked away. Three minutes later I came back and the blue foam had turned white as it said on the can, but I could still see all my gross soap scum. I was pretty disappointed until I grabbed the sponge to wipe it off. One.swipe. Seriously people, my sponge just slid down through it and there under neath all the foam and scuzz was my beautiful shiny shower! Wheeee, whee, whee, wheeeee! You have no idea how happy this makes me (or what a dork that makes me). No more scrubbing and rinsing for half the day to get a clean shower! And I promise that no one paid me to say this.  😉

Be there in the end

March 1, 2011

It’s late and I have seven minutes to get this in under the wire. Just wanted to update you really quick on the bible reading. My small group bible study is actually reading the bible in 90 days. So far it’s going well. I nearly cried in the gym tonight. For those of you who don’t know the old testament story of Joseph. He was a daddy’s boy whose brothers sold him into slavery (which is pretty good because their first thought was to just kill him) and then told dear ‘ol Dad that he’d been eaten by a wild animal. Well, it turns out that he becomes Pharaoh’s right hand man and ends up saving his family (and all of Egypt) from starving to death during a famine. His father sends his brother’s to Egypt to buy grain during the famine, Joseph recognizes them, but they don’t recognize him. When he finally tells them who he is, he insists that they go back and bring his father and their families and live on the best land of Egypt. So, picture this for a moment. You lost your favorite son to wild animals long ago when he was just a boy. Your other sons come back from Egypt to tell you that he’s really alive and is second only to Pharaoh himself. Can you imagine the joy? Can you imagine it?  Here is the part that makes me teary eyed every time I read it. Joseph’s father is a very old man at this point and knows he’s not going to be around for many more years. On his way to Egypt to be reunited with his son, God appears to him and says,

“I am God, the God of your father,” he said. “Do not be afraid to go down to Egypt, for I will make you into a great nation there. 4 I will go down to Egypt with you, and I will surely bring you back again. And Joseph’s own hand will close your eyes.”

What  a comfort, to know that the son you considered lost for so long ago, will be with you as you pass from this life into the next.