My Babies

I'm a bad blogger... Ok, not too bad, just new to it I guess, AND I guess I shouldn't forget that I have a new little one to enjoy and nurture. So there, I'm not a bad blogger, just a good Mommy!

Here are a couple new pictures for you Julia:


My Babies. How sweet is the girl?! She's taking care of her baby.


My little guy is growing so fast.


Loving the brother. Awww...



My Girly is just so into her baby. I love it. I'm just enjoying my little family, and trying to remember not to get too busy. I have no problem finding a million things that need to be done with an infant and a toddler, but I've been sure to find lots of time to love on both of them and thinking up some special ways of letting the big sister know she's still my baby, too. We made a cake for Papa a couple days ago. It was a blast.

Grandma is Coming to Town.

Grandma gets here today. Her plane arrives in two hours!

She is seriously not going to believe how big Theona has gotten since we visited in February. I know she's gonna just fall in love with her new grandson!

Ahhh... what fun. Two hours and we'll go pick her up from the airport.

Pictures

One Week Ago Today

One week ago today, even this very hour, I was laboring. I was working very hard to birth my baby boy.

It's funny how quickly the joy of this new baby replaces any memories of pain and fuzzes all that hard work to make it seem so far off. I'm so pleased that we chose to birth in such a natural way.

My baby was born at home. He was greeted into the waiting hands of his Mommy and shortly after, was met by the loving embrace of his Papa. It was perfect. It was awesome and intimate. And it was SAFE.

I truly believe that natural, unassisted, unhindered birth is safe. My body, that God made able to conceive this child, that kept him safe, and, thankfully, grew him 'til he was ready to be born, was able to birth him. That should be expected. What sense would it make that my could do all the other parts except birth?

I realize that unexpected things can happen in this delicate process, and in that situation we can be thankful for doctors and medicine. But, this should be the exception, NOT the rule. Why should I live in fear when I've made sure I'm healthy, my baby has been healthy, and I know my body works? Why should I be fearful when I've asked my Lord what steps to take and he has spoken to me? I would rather live in FAITH than in fear. I would rather trust the Lord and the wisdom He's given me. I've educated myself. I know what's expected, and what's normal. I know that this is normal.

It is normal, and should be called normal that my husband and I would be present for the birth of this baby. It should be called normal that I listen to my body and follow the natural signals that God has provided. It should be called normal that my body works, that BIRTH WORKS!

I'll write his birth story soon. I look forward to it. It's a beautiful story that has me amazed at my Lord. He's so faithful, so worthy of praise. For now, I'll be snuggling this sweet baby boy.

I am Selfish

I sit here with a sleeping baby on my lap. I'd love to tell about his birth just a few days ago, but somehow, I have to wait. I just have to wait and hang on to the intamacy of the event shared just between my husband, myself and my Lord. Soon I'll be ready to share it. I look foreward to that, actually, but for now, I'll wait.

I have told some people about it, but for me, writing it is somehow different. The responces I've gotten have been varied and sometimes pasionate. I'm surprised people can be so negetive about such a joyous event as birth. I understand surprise or even shock at a choice you're unfamiliar with, but to be mean, hurtful, hateful, condeming... instead of just kind. I don't really understand.

Here's a link I found beautiful and well put.

I may be selfish, but I loved every minute of it!

Jeecoa Stats

Jecoa Caleb was born at 11:38 on Friday night.

We weighed him today when I visited the midwife. He's 8 lbs 4 oz! He was probably over eight and a half when he was born, but we would have guessed less. And only 18 inches long.

He's so precious.

He looks a little like Theona, but A LOT like his papa! He definitely has his eyes, and nose, and toes, AND HAIR! It's sooo funny. He's pretty covered in hair. He's got fuzzy dark hair on his arms and legs and back and forehead. He has quite a bit of hair on his head too, but not a big ol' mohawk like his sister did.

He's amazing, and sister loves him. She's amazing, too.

Well, more to come later... I have the very important job of snuggling this sweet baby. I'm off to that...

Baby BOY!

He was born at 11:38 Friday night.
He is such a healthy little guy. We're both doing really well.
I'll put up pictures and a better post soon.

Due Date!

Well, this baby in my belly has stayed for his due date. I kind of expected that. I know it will be soon now. I'm thankful that the Lord has kept him safe so far, and I know he will bring him out in His time. How exciting that we will be having a baby so soon. Probably within the week.

I was thinking about "nesting" and thinking about the Lord's return. I realize that if I was really convinced the Lord was comming tomarrow (or maybe tonight!!), I would be preparing differently. I get a little anxious each night when I go to bed, thinking about the things I should have finished today or the things I REALLY need to get done tomarrow (and I hope I have time). Leaving a mess downstairs is unbearable! I don't want to wake up to contractions, have a baby, then be worried about how untidy I left the house... I definately want the Lord to impress on my heart a sense of urgency for his comming. I know He's comming soon, and I believe "it might be today", but I haven't been acting like I believe it. I need this fire stirred up in my heart to share the gospel, tell people boldly that Jesus loves them. I don't want to waste my time with this and end up leaving my circle of influence unaffected. I better make sure things are in order in this area, too.