Sunday, December 19, 2010

33 Weeks

I'm now 33 weeks... 8 months! Time has flown by! And my tummy has just ballooned... or I feel like it has anyway!

So I stopped taking pictures with fruits... I haven't really wanted to buy a spaghetti squash or honey dew or pineapple. Plus taking a picture with one might just be awkward! So to normal pictures it is.

I have been exhausted! Sleeping has become difficult. Some nights I'm restless, though thankfully I have slept for the last few.

My tummy is getting HEAVY. At the end of a long day of being active, I just want to lay in the recliner, put my feet up, and take the weight off.

I've had a few hormonal break downs... I've really been good up till now. But I think the exhaustion (sleepless nights and heavy tummy) is getting to me.

Weight gain... blah. Apparently the baby goes through a growth spurt around 32 weeks. My midwife said it happens to everyone. I'll just say that the scale definitely reflected that. Oh well. Maybe I should just embrace pregnancy and yummy holiday foods... I'm bound to lose it all quick with nursing anyway, right?

Today in church, I looked down at my hands and saw that my fingers were swollen! If my ring weren't on my hand, you'd never be able to tell. My fingers got a little tingly trying to get my ring off. I think it may be time to retire the engagement ring and stick to the band... though that might need to be retired soon too! I was so hoping to escape the swelling, being that I'm due in mid-winter. No such luck.

But I'm loving seeing a midwife. The average time spent with your doctor is 6 minutes per visit. The rest is in the waiting room or with the PA. But I feel like I get to see my midwife longer. She's not ever in a hurry to leave and always glad to answer questions. I appreciate that!

Now I'm on the search for a good pediatrician!

Saturday, December 18, 2010


I love Christmas! The bright colors. Cool weather. Merry music. Everyone in a good mood. Holiday parties. Gifts. Family. Friends. And of yeah, lots of great deals! ;)

But Christmas isn't something everyone looks forward to.

This Christmas will be our last to go visit family (on the actual day), as next year we'll start our own traditions. So this Christmas is a little bittersweet for us. I'm so excited to do our own thing next year, but I also want to relish in the traditions I've enjoyed up till now.
  • Christmas Eve morning at the Galleria, watching holiday shoppers hustle and bustle about, trying to get last minute gifts. Then going to lunch with my dad and his siblings.
  • Our big annual Christmas Eve party.
  • Midnight church... which has recently turned into afternoon church. Who can really stay up that late and then get up early Christmas morning?
  • The gift unwrapping free for all at one house and then going to the next house and being expected to take turns opening gifts!
  • Going house to house. To most people this seems insane. And it is. Especially now with 5 families and 5 houses. But I don't know any different. I've been doing this my whole life. I will never subject my child to that because I don't think it's fair. But I'm not sure opening gifts in the morning and then having a quiet afternoon will do so well with me... we'll just have to come up with something fun to do!
So there's all that.

But then there's also last Christmas, which will now forever be burned into my memory. It was our last Christmas with my brother. And the fact that he was using was so apparent. When we came back from our trip to see family, I knew for certain that he had relapsed and that he was in deep. What do I do with that memory? With the memory of him slurring and then sleeping all day the next day? And others I can't bring myself to say?

And what about this Christmas? Silly I know - but it used to be two of us that had gotten too old for some of the big Santa gifts. Two of us that enjoyed watching as our siblings got excited about their gifts, long after we had finished opening ours. And what about family dynamics? With divorce so rampant in my family, the size of my family is always growing and shrinking... Austen was my constant. He was always there as it grew and shrank - as siblings were born, as parents divorced, as parents remarried, and as I married. There will be more people at Christmas this year, but we'll also be one less. How will it not feel like there's a void?

Every time I see my siblings together, in their pairs, I miss him. Every time our parents change the rules for the younger siblings, I miss him. And every time the shape and size of our family changes, I do and will continue to miss him.

Praying I can remember some of the good times this Christmas and enjoy loving on those around me.

And for the rest of you, I don't mean to be a downer. This year Christmas just brings with it a lot of mixed emotions. But for your enjoyment... check out this awesome Christmas picture I found from back in the day.

I was 5. And Austen was 3 1/2.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Baby Showers

It's been so fun getting ready for little "Brenleigh"! Here are some photos from baby showers! I had a Dallas shower, a church friends shower, and a Houston shower.

Dallas shower hostesses

Friday, December 3, 2010

A Calling to Adopt

As Christians, we are called to take care of widows and orphans. I love this story because this family is truly living out the calling to care for those who can't care for themselves. I've been thinking a lot about adoption lately. It's definitely something we want to do. And I think Scripture is pretty clear about God's heart towards orphans and His desire to have His people care for them.
Gn. 22:21-22; Dt. 24:19, 21; Ps. 68:5-6; 82:3-4; Is. 1:17; Js. 1:27

This video spoke to my heart.

Promo for "We Have Room" Documentary from David N. Watson on Vimeo.