Monthly archives: June, 2016

First Trimester Pregnancy Differences + Tuesday Talk

When I found out I was pregnant with LB, it was just me, home alone on Martin Luther King Day. I worked for the state, so I enjoyed nearly every holiday off. Cambre was at work so I had all day to let the news sink in and to prepare a surprise for him when he got home. I made a cute little note and hid it in the cabinet so he would be surprised when he opened it. I made brownies and had ice cream to celebrate our good news. We talked and shared our excitement together, dreaming of how life would change with a baby.

Fast forward almost two years.

I run into town for a few errands, grab a test while I’m out, come home, try to keep LB occupied for a few minutes, and go see what the verdict is. It wasn’t long before two pink lines showed up and I sat in the bathroom floor in complete shock. “No way!” I couldn’t help but say out loud. Apparently that triggered my boy to come see where I had disappeared to, so he comes toddling back to the bathroom to join in on the fun. In a complete state of shock I sent the picture to Cambre and said “does this say what I think it says?!”

Two very different scenarios.

Good Times Ahead: Focusing on the Positives of Parenting

When we first announced our pregnancy, many people felt the need to tell us “oh, your life will never be the same!” or “hope you don’t like sleeping!” or some other comment that made having a baby look like one of the dumbest decisions we could ever make. We obviously didn’t regret our decision after hearing those comments, but they made us a lot more nervous for what we were getting ourselves into. But then, one day near the end of the pregnancy, we were talking with my sister and brother in law about how things would be once LB got here. My brother in law said “you’ve got a lot of good times ahead.” Since this was coming from someone who has three small children, that struck me. “You mean, parenthood isn’t miserable, like so many people make it out to be? You mean you enjoy your children, despite all of the sacrifices you make for them?”

Since having LB life is in no way, shape, or form the same as it used to be. Our sleep is cut short and we don’t get to do all of the things we used to do when we want to do them.

This World is Not My Home

Haven’t we all sang the song “This World is Not My Home” at one time or another? It’s one of my favorites.

This world is not my home, I’m just a passin through
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door,
and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.

I find that when I really focus on the words of this song when we sing it, my mind and my attitude is “reset.” It reminds me once again that this world is not all there is. There is more to life than just what we see around us everyday. It’s easy to get caught up in focusing on that because, after all, we are surrounded by it. The consequences of the choices we make are usually seen quickly, and we are faced with the needs and the wants of this life everyday. It’s harder to comprehend eternal life because it has no end.

“Set your mind on the things above, not on the
things that are on earth.”
Colossians 3:2

It’s so dangerous to place our focus on things of this world, things that are temporary! Scripture is filled with verses pulling our focus back to eternal things.

I’ll never be THAT mom – 10 Things I shouldn’t have said before becoming a mother

Before LB was born, there were a few things I was sure I would never do. Looking back, I’m not sure how I could be so positive I wouldn’t do these things, but I was confident I would never be that mom.

Want to know what they are? Well, for starters I shouldn’t have ever said:

1. “I’ll never ride in the backseat with LB while Cambre drives.”

Before I was a mother, I’d see other moms do that and think “Really? Your baby will be ok without you sitting right there.” But then I had a baby that generally hates being strapped in his car seat.. If riding next to him allows the car ride to be more peaceful for us all, then that’s what I’ll do.

2. “We’ll never co-sleep.”

I just didn’t think there would be a need in co-sleeping. I will sleep in my bed and he will sleep in his. But in those first couple of months on the nights when LB was only content in my arms, he slept on my chest while I slept in the recliner. I didn’t take into consideration how comforting listening to my heartbeat would be to him (since he’d been listening to it for the previous nine months).