The Mothership

So, Luke, my precious little man, has been a lesson learned from the beginning.  His nature of doing things is always teaching me new things about myself and about how I should perceive others, namely Luke.  I believe God reveals these things to me through Luke so that I may be more patient and less judgmental with others because I have empathy.  Here is a memory that will always be burned into my brain...and boy did it teach me a lot. During the summer I like to mooch off of my friends as much as I possibly can for their use of a swimming pool.  Well, actually, I don't like to, but I love to spend time with them, I was pregnant, and we just didn't have it in the budget to join a pool.  This past summer I would go the the Gamble Nipert YMCA almost every Wednesday with my two friends Tori & Julie and their girls. We all know how much food is a HUGE factor in Luke's mood.  It can either make or break an outing.  He just doesn't transition well, a...

So it has been about a year since I posted anything!!!  That's amazing.  I guess I've been a little busy this past year, having a new baby and all.  So, in the next posts, I will just be trying to recount some of my memories from the past year.  They probably won't be sequential, because I can't remember more than two things at a time anymore.  Sorry for the sabbatical:)

I don't know how, but other people don't seem to have this panty-line problem that I have.  Should I really be wearing granny-panties?  Am I the only person still wearing underwear? Because it seems I'm the only one that has a panty-line.  Am I the only person having this turmoil run through my head?  I THINK NOT!  I think there are a lot of people out there that just care not to share their talents of "hiding the panty line."  Every time I go to the store I somehow end up in the lingerie department.  These thoughts run through my head each time: Oooo, those are cute! Do they have them in my size? What is my size?  Am I lying to myself, or should I REALLY be THAT size? Maybe I should try a different cut? Maybe I should try a different brand? Does everyone really wear thongs all the time?  I mean, I do wear them, but ONLY when necessary. Should I only be wearing spanks? Then I inevitably do 1 of 2 things: buy 5 pairs of underwear ...

So yesterday, for the first time ever, I prayed to ask God to heal someone...IN PUBLIC.  It was a very humbling experience. I have always been worried that I won't pray well on behalf of God; that I would be a terrible example of public prayer. It's certainly not like in the movies where you see people speak in tongues or have an immediate, miraculous epiphany or healing.  The message was about stepping out on our "Faith".  The Pastor asked people to stand who had some type of physical pain or ailment.  Right before he had mentioned this, I had asked God to show me how to be a little more selfless and step out on my faith.  Well, so be it, two ladies stood up right next to me.  It was like God was saying, "OK, here you go.  Now don't be a wuss and punk out on me." So, naturally I felt as if I needed to do something.  The Pastor made it very clear that this was not to be a performance of speaking in tongues or any kind of show; this was to be to ...

I am really starting to relate to that saying...you have the patience of a saint... Has a nice ring to it.  However, it means you are enduring most things that others probably don't want to.  And they've even said the aforementioned quote to you to make you feel better, when actually, they are saying, "Man I'm glad I don't have to deal with that." My son would be the result of this quote being said, more times than I can count on my new stretch marks, to me.  He has officially hit the 'Terrible Twos"...and he's only 17 months...he's very advanced for his age:) Seriously though, I was a teacher of young children, so I'm not sure why this is coming as a shock to me.  He is not rational (but then again, neither am I right now).  He screams unless you let him do it his way, and it was his idea (which I guess, I am partial to those feelings as well, even when I'm not pregnant). So, I've decided that I will take a different appro...

So I know it has been awhile, but I've been a little pregnant ok!  I know it's the lamest excuse, but it's the one I'm goin' with!  These past two months have been a bit busy...and it's been unseasonably warm, so we've been outside a lot (meaning I'm exhausted). Since I've last posted, I have: gained an appetite gained some pounds read The Hungar Games, all 3 of them in a 2 1/2 week span had some parties napped made some bowties (that are VERY cute by the way!) read Roadwork to my son at least 3 times a day, probably more gained a better understanding of how much patience my child needs from an adult There is probably more, but I can't remember anything anymore (infact, I have started to post EVERYTHING in my calendar just so I can recall what happened yesterday). Mostly though, I have tried to put all the "stuff" aside and just enjoy being with my son, before his world (and mine) are thrown for a wild ride!  I love him...

I've caught the bug...I'm preggo again (and not just hungry for the canned pasta sauce).  I'm actually fo' real pregnant!  AHHHHHH!!!!  What have I done? No seriously, I am very excited for this new baby.  I LOOOOOOOVE Babies.  I love their smell, their wrinkly bodies, the breast feeding, the rocking, the singing, hmmmmmm, need I go on? However, right from the start this baby is already different.  I feel more nauseous than I did when I carried Luke (maybe it's a girl?).  My energy level is nil.  I'm not sure if that's because I have Luke to chase around this time?  I was chasing around 12 1st graders before, so it can't be that much different.  I have little to no appetite.  I haven't gained any weight (which is peculiar, considering I do this even when I'm not pregnant).  Poor Tim comes home from a day full of work and swoops in to make it all better (he's the bestest!). We found out the day after I got sick in my exerc...