A tail?

The girls and I were talking this morning about what we were doing today. I happened to mention that we would go visit family as long as the baby is happy in my belly. Jaycie said "he have a tail on his bum". Where do they come up with these things? I began to tell her that she was incorrect. The baby would not have a tail. That is when I realized she was referring to one of her little boy cousins. "Yeah," Jaycie reiterated. "Owen have a tail on his bum!" She was confused by my laughter so I just said, "You're right, Jay. Boys are different from girls." Laughing some more, I made certain Rod had heard.

Not Yet

Still pregnant...

Curious?

To those of you checking my blog just because you are curious, no baby yet. I just spent the day walking around the mall with my mom and still no signs of labor. Of course, the due date still has yet to come so there's no reason to be surprised. Still, I was hopeful. No baby yet, though.

Six Months

Six months ago Dad left this earth. It's still a daily struggle for me because my mind still doesn't grasp that he is no longer part of our daily lives. It's a strange reality. I never really had to face it before but slowly it's just becoming part of life...that he is no longer a part of it. My heart swells and tugs out of confusion all at once on so many days. My emotions get all confused.

Six months after his death, we are awaiting the birth of our third child. Tomorrow is the day my parents would have celebrated their 37th wedding anniversary. It would sure be nice for my mom if this baby could come on the 28th so she can still have something to celebrate that day.

It's hard to believe half a year has gone by without my Dad. I read this quote in the book Where is God When it Hurts? It hits my heart.

I suppose every Christian with a similar experience goes back to the book of Job for answers. Here was a righteous man who suffered more than even I could imagine. But strangely, I could not find answers to the "Why?" of tragedies anywhere in the book of Job. What I found was that Job clung to God regardless, and God rewarded him. - Joni Eareckson Tada

A little bit of Nikelle

We attended an open house for Nikelle's school yesterday. It was fun to see her self-portrait that she drew. When I was encouraging her this morning by telling her what a good job she did, she informed me that she told her teacher she (Nikelle) is an artist. It was just matter-of-factly stated. That's our Nike.

There was a question on the wall that the kids had answered entitled "Why do we read?" Nikelle's answer was "so we can write our own books". It's fun to know she enjoys learning each day and an answer like that displays her personality.