It's official, we're telling people.
As of today, I'm 12 1/2 weeks pregnant! Which would put our due date at September 7th, 2007.
The plan now, is to continue to work full time (as long as my body allows), until probably the end of August, then to stay at home with my three children!
We told the kids about a week and a half ago. Madison was visibly excited, while Malachi didn't really seem to have a care either way. He is, however, sure that this baby is a girl. He's adamant. And he loves to sing to my belly after our nightly ritual of reading 9 Fruits Alive and his children's devotional. I have got to get it on tape: He giggles his way through "Jesus Loves Me", while Mommy tries her darndest to keep her belly from rumbling with laughter!
Madison's also excited that her mommy will get to take her to school next year!
Daddy is, as always, wonderful! He has really stepped up to the plate to make sure I'm always comfortable, and that most of my cravings are quenched. He spoils me, really.
So there's our news! Enjoy!
Friday, February 23, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
My Little Muses
This morning, Madison awoke at 6 a.m., right around the time Seth was getting up to go in to work. (I know, it's Saturday, and it's rare that he would do this, but he's trying to finish a huge prison his company is bidding.) I told her she could lay in bed with me, but she had to go back to sleep (so I could). After a few minutes of trying her darndest to keep still, she said, "Mommy, can I go play?" I told her that she could if she played in her room, so as not to wake her brother, who usually stays awake long after we put him to bed, reading quietly to himself. This didn't sound too good to her, so she decided to stay in bed with me. It wasn't 5 minutes later that Malachi finally (much to Madison's delight) awoke so the two of them could play together in his room.
They obviously did a good job playing nicely and keeping quiet, because the next thing I knew, I awoke to my alarm shining "6:38". I knew it was time to get up, but I just lay in bed for a few minutes listening to the two of them:
Mad: "Okay Malachi, now you say, 'Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting QUEEN ESTHER!!'
Mal: "No!"
Mad: "Please, Malachi? Can you have your bear and your turtle do it?"
Mal: (Conceding to his sister's incessant pleas) "Ladieth and Genta-men..." *clears his throat and lowers his tone to a more manly voice* "Ladieth and Genta-men, prethenting, QUEEN ETHTER!!"
Mad: "Okay, now I have to go change my dress cuz in this one, people can see my underwear."
*Madison runs into her room, and quickly returns in a different, equally tattered frock.*
Mad: "Okay, Malachi, now you say, 'Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting PRINCESS ARIEL!!'
Mal: "No!"
Their little game continues, so I stick my head in to see what's up, and to let them know I'll be taking a shower. I find Madison standing atop a Building Block Tote, donning her homemade yellow crown and, of course, her dress-up clothes. Malachi, meanwhile is looking content just to play with his stuffed animals on the floor.
Isn't it fun being a Mommy?
They obviously did a good job playing nicely and keeping quiet, because the next thing I knew, I awoke to my alarm shining "6:38". I knew it was time to get up, but I just lay in bed for a few minutes listening to the two of them:
Mad: "Okay Malachi, now you say, 'Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting QUEEN ESTHER!!'
Mal: "No!"
Mad: "Please, Malachi? Can you have your bear and your turtle do it?"
Mal: (Conceding to his sister's incessant pleas) "Ladieth and Genta-men..." *clears his throat and lowers his tone to a more manly voice* "Ladieth and Genta-men, prethenting, QUEEN ETHTER!!"
Mad: "Okay, now I have to go change my dress cuz in this one, people can see my underwear."
*Madison runs into her room, and quickly returns in a different, equally tattered frock.*
Mad: "Okay, Malachi, now you say, 'Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting PRINCESS ARIEL!!'
Mal: "No!"
Their little game continues, so I stick my head in to see what's up, and to let them know I'll be taking a shower. I find Madison standing atop a Building Block Tote, donning her homemade yellow crown and, of course, her dress-up clothes. Malachi, meanwhile is looking content just to play with his stuffed animals on the floor.
Isn't it fun being a Mommy?
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Full-Time, Schmull-Time
Kudos to all of you out there (men and women, but especially women) who work full-time. There are soo many words I could use to describe my sentiments, but "DRAINING" pretty much sums it up.
I've never worked full time in my life (well, save for the few weeks last year when I started this job and helped my former co-workers through the remainder of the school year...but it's different when you're just starting a new job. That's another post entirely.) And, I want to say that I will never do it again, but I'm not God, I can't see the future. A good friend of mine just this week had to go back to work full-time to support her family. Her husband fell 20-30 feet out of a tree in their yard and broke his back 5 months ago. I'm sure she didn't see herself in this position any time soon.
But to tell you the truth, it's really getting old. Don't get me wrong, the money's really nice, but take a peek in one of my windows at home, and you may get a sliver of what I'm talking about. It's not that I don't have time in the evening to get things done, it's just that by the time I get home, eat supper (thanks to the World's Greatest Husband who usually has food on the table for us when I get home), bathe the kids and put them to bed, I have NOTHING left in me for the house.
Now my boss is wondering if I will work full-time past our agreed "early April" date. I haven't given him an answer yet, but am waiting on the Lord to give me guidance in the matter. So pray for Seth and I as we tackle this dilemma!
I've never worked full time in my life (well, save for the few weeks last year when I started this job and helped my former co-workers through the remainder of the school year...but it's different when you're just starting a new job. That's another post entirely.) And, I want to say that I will never do it again, but I'm not God, I can't see the future. A good friend of mine just this week had to go back to work full-time to support her family. Her husband fell 20-30 feet out of a tree in their yard and broke his back 5 months ago. I'm sure she didn't see herself in this position any time soon.
But to tell you the truth, it's really getting old. Don't get me wrong, the money's really nice, but take a peek in one of my windows at home, and you may get a sliver of what I'm talking about. It's not that I don't have time in the evening to get things done, it's just that by the time I get home, eat supper (thanks to the World's Greatest Husband who usually has food on the table for us when I get home), bathe the kids and put them to bed, I have NOTHING left in me for the house.
Now my boss is wondering if I will work full-time past our agreed "early April" date. I haven't given him an answer yet, but am waiting on the Lord to give me guidance in the matter. So pray for Seth and I as we tackle this dilemma!
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