I thought of that phrase, "all the pretty horses" and wanted to title it, "all the preggy ladies" but thought that was just wrong.
Well, all the preggy ladies at our church have now had their babies, except us. Michael and Jennifer had their baby yesterday--another girl! That's 3 out of 4 babies so far in the last 2 months that's been girls. Katie Lynette is what they named her, which is also good because neither of those was one of the names we've considered. :) Kim says she's a big baby! She went to see them yesterday.
What else is going on? We had the lock-in Friday night and it was probably my favorite lock-in I've ever been to. I actually got to play games, including pinball and Golden Tee. Not exactly the most popular games amongst the teen crowd. I bet I played Golden Tee for an hour! It was fun. I got pretty good by the time I finished. When it was time to go home, I wasn't even tired. I slept from 7-noon, and then Kim and I had a good day of final running around. We finished putting things away in baby girl's room, and cleaned out the guest bedroom for our parents. It's still up in the air about when they'll come. I talked to my mom and she's getting more excited about the baby. Mom never was one to overly get excited about babies. I think because she had such a hard time with babies, she might be a little afraid to get too excited. Mainly because she knows the pain that comes in losing a child.
Not much else to write. We're just kind of in this limbo mode right now. Kim could go into labor anytime now, but it's weird. In a way, I'm ready because I want to see and hold her, but at the same time, I want her to wait until she's ready to come out...fully baked as we like to say.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Guess what I did today?
Once again proving that I'm not the smartest man in the world, I remembered as I left for work to get the roast out of the fridge and turn on the crock pot for our supper tonight. We have a meeting at 7, so it'll save us time to cook and such.
Well, I came home at 2ish to check and see how it was cooking.
Cold. What was wrong? Did our crock pot stop functioning since Sunday? Egad!
Nope. I just forgot to plug it up this morning.
Stupid me. Now it's cooking on "high" and should be done in 5-6 hours, instead of the 10-12 it would have taken. But that means it won't be done in time for our meeting, probably, so we won't get to eat until afterwards. And with a 37 week pregnant wife...well, let's just say we need food asap.
Anyhow, just another reason I'm not perfect, as if anyone didn't know that already.
Well, I came home at 2ish to check and see how it was cooking.
Cold. What was wrong? Did our crock pot stop functioning since Sunday? Egad!
Nope. I just forgot to plug it up this morning.
Stupid me. Now it's cooking on "high" and should be done in 5-6 hours, instead of the 10-12 it would have taken. But that means it won't be done in time for our meeting, probably, so we won't get to eat until afterwards. And with a 37 week pregnant wife...well, let's just say we need food asap.
Anyhow, just another reason I'm not perfect, as if anyone didn't know that already.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
21 days or so
We finished the nursery. I'll take some pics and try and get them up on here before too long.
After no telling how many trips out to B-R-U (Kim tells me I abbreviate everything these days w/e!), we hung stuff on the walls last night. She's got her mawmaw's crosstitch by the lightswitch, her wall hangings that go with her bedding above her crib, and some other stuff too.
Now all we need is a baby girl. I'm really getting excited. Ashley asked me tonight if I was ready to be a "dad." I mean, really ready.
I think I am. I've waited a really long time. And now I feel like I might be ready.
I know Kim's gonna be a fantastic mom. I just hope I can hold my end of the parenting deal up.
It's late. I need to sleep. Night.
After no telling how many trips out to B-R-U (Kim tells me I abbreviate everything these days w/e!), we hung stuff on the walls last night. She's got her mawmaw's crosstitch by the lightswitch, her wall hangings that go with her bedding above her crib, and some other stuff too.
Now all we need is a baby girl. I'm really getting excited. Ashley asked me tonight if I was ready to be a "dad." I mean, really ready.
I think I am. I've waited a really long time. And now I feel like I might be ready.
I know Kim's gonna be a fantastic mom. I just hope I can hold my end of the parenting deal up.
It's late. I need to sleep. Night.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
with a big sigh
Breathe in.....
Breathe out....
Breathe in....
Breathe out....
Sorry, just practicing for the last night of baby class. Here's to hoping it's more worthwhile than the others. I'm come to the realization that I don't really like being in class, being taught things that I could just learn in books. I'm not a good student. Which is really scary if I ever decide when and where I'm going to go to school.
There is one reason I'm excited about going to class tonight. There are like 6 other couples in the class. One of the couples, Nick and Christine, sits next to us. They moved here in May, from up north somewhere, and their family is in Texas or somewhere. They literally have no one here. No family. No friends outside of work. We told them about Graeter's ice cream a few weeks ago, and last week Christine was by herself because Nick couldn't get out of work. Anyway, they live close to us. So tonight, I'm hoping that they'll join Kim and I at Graeter's after our last class, and we can invite them to church. But even more so, we can just start a friendship with them, so that there's someone here in town that they can call if they need anything. That's what being a good neighbor is all about, right? No strings attached.
I don't get a lot of opportunity to meet new people outside of church. I mean, I see the same people at the bank, at Kroger, and the lady who cuts my hair. But I don't really have a lot of outside contact. Kim gets some of it with her school buddies. I don't have that luxury. She goes out with her first grade team to breakfast about once a month and they laugh and talk about their students. Just kidding. Teachers never say anything about their students. Snicker, guffaw.
Anyways, prayers would be appreciated as we talk to Nick and Christine. They seem like good people...but I'm not sure they're the "churchy" type. We'll just have to see.
I picked up another book at Family the other day by one of my favorite speakers. Rob Bell, the pastor at Mars Hill Church in Grand Rapids, MI. His style of speaking is great. He's one of the few preachers I regularly download and listen to while I'm working. Anyway, his book is called Velvet Elvis and I really like it. If you're looking for a different kind of book, check it out.
On a different note, I had to have one of those conversations with a parent this morning that no one wants to have, but had to be done. Pray for that one, too. It went pretty well, but as a parent-to-be, I dread hearing those things that I had to relay. And I probably will. Just to keep things in perspective, it's going to be okay. Wrong choices don't always lead to wrong lifestyles. Sometimes they do, but it's best to nip them in the bud, as Barney Fife used to say.
Wow. From breathing exercises to Graeter's to preachers I like to Barney Fife. Talk about randomness.
I hate to be a comment freak, but if anybody's out there reading, I'd love your 2 cents on whatever you feel like.
Thanks for reading!
TJ
Breathe out....
Breathe in....
Breathe out....
Sorry, just practicing for the last night of baby class. Here's to hoping it's more worthwhile than the others. I'm come to the realization that I don't really like being in class, being taught things that I could just learn in books. I'm not a good student. Which is really scary if I ever decide when and where I'm going to go to school.
There is one reason I'm excited about going to class tonight. There are like 6 other couples in the class. One of the couples, Nick and Christine, sits next to us. They moved here in May, from up north somewhere, and their family is in Texas or somewhere. They literally have no one here. No family. No friends outside of work. We told them about Graeter's ice cream a few weeks ago, and last week Christine was by herself because Nick couldn't get out of work. Anyway, they live close to us. So tonight, I'm hoping that they'll join Kim and I at Graeter's after our last class, and we can invite them to church. But even more so, we can just start a friendship with them, so that there's someone here in town that they can call if they need anything. That's what being a good neighbor is all about, right? No strings attached.
I don't get a lot of opportunity to meet new people outside of church. I mean, I see the same people at the bank, at Kroger, and the lady who cuts my hair. But I don't really have a lot of outside contact. Kim gets some of it with her school buddies. I don't have that luxury. She goes out with her first grade team to breakfast about once a month and they laugh and talk about their students. Just kidding. Teachers never say anything about their students. Snicker, guffaw.
Anyways, prayers would be appreciated as we talk to Nick and Christine. They seem like good people...but I'm not sure they're the "churchy" type. We'll just have to see.
I picked up another book at Family the other day by one of my favorite speakers. Rob Bell, the pastor at Mars Hill Church in Grand Rapids, MI. His style of speaking is great. He's one of the few preachers I regularly download and listen to while I'm working. Anyway, his book is called Velvet Elvis and I really like it. If you're looking for a different kind of book, check it out.
On a different note, I had to have one of those conversations with a parent this morning that no one wants to have, but had to be done. Pray for that one, too. It went pretty well, but as a parent-to-be, I dread hearing those things that I had to relay. And I probably will. Just to keep things in perspective, it's going to be okay. Wrong choices don't always lead to wrong lifestyles. Sometimes they do, but it's best to nip them in the bud, as Barney Fife used to say.
Wow. From breathing exercises to Graeter's to preachers I like to Barney Fife. Talk about randomness.
I hate to be a comment freak, but if anybody's out there reading, I'd love your 2 cents on whatever you feel like.
Thanks for reading!
TJ
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