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Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

So there I was . . .

...Holding a pee-stick in front of my husband's face. On Saturday morning. Before 8 o'clock, poor man. I had just turned on the bedside lamp. The hubs was blinking bemusedly, trying to focus as I was wildly waving the pregnancy test under his nose.

"Two lines! Am I seeing two lines, or am I hallucinating?!"

Yes, there were two lines. There ARE two lines. And I am due in early December! Caution was the first reaction that we both had; I have had several miscarriages in our short 2 years of marriage. However, I am now feeling the blessed morning sickness and am confident that this child is going to be just as hale and hearty as his/her older sibling. I may be the only woman alive who actually prayed:

"Lord, it would make me feel better, if I felt a little morning sickness. Amen."

And so, every time the wave of nausea hits, I smile a little inside and am thankful. Our son will be 20 months old when his little brother/sister will be born. And we are just thrilled!

"Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain. It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep. Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward."
Psalm 127: 1-4

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Thursday, March 31, 2011

Turn this girl out of door!

TO THE THAWING WIND by Robert Frost

Come with rain, O loud Southwester!
Bring the singer, bring the nester; 
Give the buried flower a dream; 
Make the settled snow-bank steam; 
Find the brown beneath the white; 
But whate'er you do to-night, 
Bathe my window, make it flow, 
Melt it as the ice will go; 
Melt the glass and leave the sticks
Like a hermit's crucifix; 
Burst into my narrow stall; 
Swing the picture on the wall; 
Run the rattling pages o'er; 
Scatter poems on the floor; 
Turn the poet out of door. 

That is how I feel today! Can't the warm weather come, open Spring's windows and let the fresh, quickening air in! Please, turn this girl out of door!

It's going to be a beautiful spring! :)

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Monday, March 28, 2011

Hello Everyone!

You know the old rhyme, “a butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker.” I am all that and more! A Navy wife and stay-at-home Mom – I like to call myself the Home XO. And while I haven’t been at it for long, I have picked up many a tasty tidbit to help others along the way. So get ready for some funny stories, some fresh ideas and a new perspective!

I will be writing on enjoying the abundant life Jesus Christ offers and how I am continuing to educate myself and stay fit; parenting and making a single-income family work (and I don’t even wash and reuse Ziploc bags!).

I am looking forward to the future, with you, my fellow bloggers!



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