Somewhere in my youth or childhood...

I must have done something good.

(And now you'll hate me for putting that tune in your head.)

I must have, because my parents are coming down tomorrow for a long weekend visit, and they're sending me and Marty off to go have time to ourselves for a couple days!!! It took us all of 5 minutes to decide to go to Asheville and spend some quality time here:

The Biltmore Estate is one of our favorite places in the world, not only because the house is so magnificent, but also because they're constantly offering new exhibits and changing up displays, especially seasonally (and spring is just glorious there). In addition, Deer Park restaurant is on the Estate grounds and they have a famous Sunday morning brunch, which we've enjoyed many times, including on the first day of our honeymoon. The mountains, the flowers, the ambience, the food, the beauty of it all!

Marty and I also have several favorite haunts in Asheville that we're going to visit, too. Not that we'll be constantly on the go -- oh heavens, no. Because neither of us has had an uninterrupted night's sleep since...???...we're going to spend quality time snoozing, too. Just the thought of not having to drag myself out of bed in the middle of the night is enough to make me weep in joy!

Puppy just loves his Nana and Pa-Pa and I'm sure they'll have a marvelous time (and I'm equally sure my mom will get Will to sleep through the night for her -- mark my words -- she has a way with these things!). I will probably obsess for a few minutes here and there over how Puppy is doing, but I think I'm just tired enough and need this enough to be okay with being absent from him for 48 hours or so.

So thank you, Mom and Dad, for offering to spend the weekend with Will so we can get away! I must have been a good kid, because "nothing comes from nothing, nothing ever could..."

Asheville and SLEEP, here we come! Yee-haw!

Lots more random

Because I'm so sleep-deprived (see random bullet #1 below), I've apparently been stripped of all ability to write in coherent posts or even paragraphs for that matter. So random is what you get.

• BAD. My child refuses to sleep through the night. And is now getting up every 2-4 hours, just like he's a newborn again. It is killing me and Marty, even though we take turns. We are trying everything we can think of and we are taking suggestions, too. Basically, Will is in the throes of teething (his 2 bottom teeth are almost completely "there" now and he will move his jaw like he's chewing gum at many points during the day, like there's more gum activity going on and it's driving him batty) and I think it's just messing up his sleep cycles and restfulness altogether. New technique to try for tonight: cereal right before bedtime. Puppy refuses to take a bottle at bedtime but I haven't really ever seen him turn down actual food. Also, per my mom's suggestion, a jar of meat (ICK) at dinner. Has anyone else gone through this? Do you have any help to offer two very exhausted parents?
• GOOD. My amazing husband has insisted that we go ahead and buy the desk I've lusted after for over a year from Pottery Barn. Marty says I've "had to hodge-podge it long enough" and I certainly deserve a "real" desk after all the months of pregnancy I've gone through. He's even hinted at more presents, per the children contribution I have made (hmm...maybe I will have more kids after this!). So we ordered her last night. Here she is:
  I didn't get the hutch/organizer thingey on top, nor the chair. I'm opting instead for a slipcovered Parsons chair from Ballard Designs. Oh yeah, I get to order that, too!
• INSANELY COOL. My friend Mary won second place for her "Paranormal Romance" novel in the Chicago-North Romance Writers of America 12th Annual Fire and Ice Contest. I am simultaneously ridiculously proud and ridiculously jealous. Mary hopes to get her novel published and I'm certain that this award will open plenty of doors for her; fingers crossed, my friend!!! You rock my world (and give me hope that, like you, I can be a mom of 2 kiddos AND be a writer)!!!
• GETTING THERE. Once upon a time (in December), this girl and her Hubby and Baby Boy moved from a 3-story townhouse to a loft apartment (downsizing by 1 bedroom and 1.5 baths, and also losing a very large storage room). A lot of things went to a storage unit, but a lot of things (too many things) came to the loft. Just before Moving Day, this girl and her Hubby discovered that Baby Girl was on her way. Ultimately, this girl helped move in some boxes, cleaned a countertop or two, then promptly collapsed into bed with "The Illness" that claimed the next 2 months of her life. During this time, Hubby took over primary care of Baby Boy while this girl attempted to nourish herself and Baby Girl (rather unsuccessfully at many times). Nothing got accomplished and many things went undone. We were in survival mode. Around the beginning of March, this girl began to emerge from "The Illness," looked around at the mess and the unpacked boxes, and almost went BACK to bed in defeat. Instead, this girl somehow managed to find the courage to promise to herself to do at least a little bit each day until it got done and the loft was not only liveable, but decorated and clean and comfortable and cozy -- and ready for its 4th occupant come August! What has transpired in the 2 months since that time has been countless hours of very hard work: lots of purging, lots of organizing, lots re-thinking and re-organizing. And I am proud to say that we are almost there. Almost. I wanted to take a break from the loft last weekend but our plans fell through, so I ended up doing even more, and I'm now within just a few hours of finishing. And because I want to be accountable to a deadline of some kind, I am hereby promising to post pictures when all is complete. My desk needs to be delivered, we need to make a couple more storage unit and Goodwill runs, and a big, final clean needs to happen before then, but I promise, I shall post pictures of the finished product, hopefully in the next month or two. Wait for it.
• UPDATE. We will be having our follow-up to the follow-up ultrasound on May 13th. Please say a prayer with us that Lucy's heart is perfectly visible to this doctor. We would very much appreciate it.
• RANT. Why did baby clothing manufacturers decide that if a baby is over 20 pounds, he is no longer entitled to go to bed in sleepers anymore? (Yeah, I'm talking to you, Carter's.) Personally, I think as long as a baby is still in diapers, a onesie-type shirt with pants or what-have-you is more appropriate than 2 pieces, whether it be play clothes or sleeping clothes. We have a few 2-piece pajama sets but I end up using a plain white onesie with the pajama pants because otherwise, Will ends up sleeping with his tee shirt rumpled up under his arms! So I've been on the hunt for larger-sized (12, 18, 24-month) sleepers and have only found moderately expensive and very expensive brands. The former is Hanna Andersson, and we just ordered 2 sleepers at $25 each from there. I choked on the price a bit, but not nearly as much as when I bought sleepers in the latter brand category (very expensive). That would be you, Kissy Kissy. The children's boutique just a few doors down from us sells this line, and I coughed up the money for a couple of these sleepers (starting at $33 apiece!), but then immediately began looking for alternatives. And I'm still not finding anything cheaper than Hanna Andersson. Does anybody know of any other brands that offer sleepers in larger sizes?
• OTHER. You know, I had other random items floating around in my head but I'm just going to stop here because my brain hurts from the sleeplessness. Please leave a comment if you have any helpful hints to offer on any of the above!

Dear J.Crew,

I was so happy at lunchtime when my Hubby dropped your April catalog onto my desk. Although I can't always afford you, you tend to at least give me great ideas to copy at Target and TJ Maxx. Sometimes I even want your things so bad I actually buy. But oh, not today.

You see, right now I'm...how shall I put this? Pleasantly plump. Granted, I have a 2-pound baby in my belly who only promises to get bigger, but my arms and thighs (and heaven help me, even my cheeks and chin) are also growing rounder and rounder by the day, it seems. Lately I've been thinking how I want to remedy this situation come September-ish when I'm allowed to exercise again. I've been inspired by my good friends Aimee and the Shabby Princess who have become runners extraordinaire. I mean, these girls run marathons and they look GREAT (don't let them tell you different). And my friend Aimee has had 3 kids, so I know that's no excuse! Anyway, here I am, busy planning my post-baby body and thinking how I'll reward myself with some new, cute, but as always for me, classic clothes.

And was I able to find something by that description within the pages of your April catalog? NAY. Lord have mercy, J.Crew, where has your marketing department gone? Did they all go to Mexico for spring break, leaving the interns in charge? Because that's what it looks like. First of all, your model is just irritating. Not in the "I'll never be as skinny/pretty as her" way, but in the "Somebody help this poor thing get dressed" way. The lopsided bun on her head? Not cute. Not sexy, not even in a romantic rumpled way. The styling? Help us all. I know someone thinks it's just adorable to pile on 80 shirts/sweaters/belts/necklaces with shorty-shorts to create an outfit (Mary Kate Olsen?) but I promise, 99% of your shoppers gagged when they saw this. Oh, and gardening in 4-inch wedges? It's just too much nonsense, people.

All of this to say, you have not helped me along on my road to a cute post-baby body. In fact, if your catalog is any indication of what I'll be expected to wear come then, I might just stay in maternity tent-tops for the rest of my life. No thank you.

Poor show, J.Crew, poor show. Please do better next time. (You appear ready for redemption with the Perfect-Fit tees and cute rosette sandals. Keep going with ideas like this.)

Sincerely,
Becky
(p.s. Also, please stop sending me emails promising "Free Shipping!" if I spend just a mere $150. In case you hadn't heard, our economy is in the toilet and I hesitate dropping $150 at the freaking grocery store. Please grow a brain on this point. Thanks!)

Random

• I just sprayed a glob of whipped cream on top of my coffee. Why? Because I can.
• It's undeniable. My kid loves Barney. I used to HATE Barney during my babysitting years, when the girls I took care of would request their Barney videos over and over again. Now my kid loves him. I mean, LOVES him. Especially when he sings. I guess Barney is going to follow me through life, so I'd better just get used to him?
• I can't stand the folks who live above us (we live in a 3-story building of loft apartments and retail spaces converted from an old furniture warehouse). That sounds very unkind, but seriously, they vacuum their hardwood floors. It makes a horrific sound (not to mention I can just feel the damage they are doing to the original wood floors!). In addition, they like to run up and down their hallways at all manner of hours, many times after midnight. HELLO, I have a sleeping baby down here! Go to bed, people!
• I need some good book recommendations. I want a book that will blow my socks off! I've read far too many mediocre books of late. Can anyone help me with this?
• I just KNEW the Project Runway judges would pick Seth Aaron to win. This happens to me every time...one of my favorites will inevitably make it to Bryant Park/Fashion Week (in this case, Emilio) but my favorite NEVER wins. It's starting to get old and the judges are starting to be far too predictable; they will always go with the most outrageous collection. Emilio's was by far the most commercial, and I understand his viewpoint of designing his collection to actually sell the clothes, not just show his artistry. But if we're talking artistry, he should have won based on this gown alone! The way it moved with the model -- just breathtaking! At least I have hope for Emilio's career -- another favorite of mine, Carol Hannah from last season, just launched her line of wedding dresses, and they are gorgeous. I hope she makes a mint!
• Is there anything better than sitting down for a snack with a bag of pretzel rods and a jar of Nutella? (Can you tell I'm pregnant?)
• Is everyone else just as tired of seeing Kate Gosselin everywhere but with her kids? And is everyone else just as tired of being given minute details of Tiger Woods' life as if it were news? And is everyone else on royal watch with me? All these rumors of Prince William getting engaged are really getting me excited for the possibility of a ROYAL WEDDING!!! (Who else had Princess Diana paper dolls when they were kids? My sister Katie and I played with ours until the edges of the paper frayed...)
• Lucy's monogrammed newborn sleeping gown came in a couple days ago and her Shabby Chic bedding came in today. I'm so excited. Is it August yet?

Those are all my random thoughts for now. What are you thinking about today?

And the winner is...

Ashley was the 5th to sign up, so CONGRATULATIONS on your "I love lavender" win! Ashley, please send me your postal address at domesticblissb@gmail.com. As soon as I have it, I'm sticking the package in the mail! (p.s. -- I'm really glad you won; I know you've been having a tough week or two...)

For the rest of my readers, don't give up...I found something -- a must-have -- the other day and I'm considering doing another giveaway quite soon (What? Has she gone giveaway-crazy?). Yes, I might have. It's too much fun.

Happy Friday, everyone! I might do another post later. Feeling chatty today.

This Mama's heart

is worried about her baby girl's heart.

We had our follow-up ultrasound last week to finish the routine fetal anatomy scan that Lucy failed initially because she was in the vertex position and proved quite difficult to see. With this scan, the tech told us that Lucy is breech and was much easier to see. The tech showed us many things this time we hadn't seen last time, and Lucy was a mover and a shaker as usual. She was bent up like a pretzel with her feet dangling over her head so she could play with her toes -- I smiled and smiled like a goofball because it was just so darned cute. She also showed us how well she's doing with her sucking practice; this little girl is going to come out hungry and rarin' to go on Mama-milk! The tech also confirmed (again) that she is indeed a little girl (thank God, because I've spent half a fortune cleaning up on clearance racks and in the TJ Maxx aisles to outfit this child in pink and florals and frills!).

We were having a great time in the ultrasound until the doctor came in to do his consultation with us. Right away I didn't like him. And I'm weird about my instincts with people...as in, I'm usually spot-on so I trust my instincts! The doctor told us that despite this second ultrasound, they still can't see Lucy's aortic arch. I asked why they couldn't see it and got the abundantly helpful answer of "For any number of reasons." Marty then asked if, by not seeing it, this was some kind of problem? The doctor answered, "No, it's no problem, we just can't see it." I think we both felt a little relief, but then the doctor said, "But we couldn't fix anything anyway until after she's born." HUH??? I can't describe how difficult it was to get this man to give us a straight answer. The one takeaway that was clear was that he wanted us to talk to Dr. Pickler about the situation and get her opinion on what to do going forward. I thought to myself, "You better believe I'm talking to Dr. Pickler, buddy, because you're just plain weird and I'm not trusting a word that has come out of your mouth."

So yesterday I had my 24-week appointment with Dr. Pickler and we discussed the situation at length. She carefully reviewed the ultrasound findings and assured us that we are not her first patients to express consternation over the vagueness of the consulting doctor. We asked her very similar questions to what we'd asked the consulting doctor, and this time we got straight answers. The aortic arch is on the fetal anatomy ultrasound checklist for a reason; this piece of anatomy is a good indicator of the baby's overall cardiac functioning. They need to see blood flowing in and out of it, because the aortic arch is key to oxygenating the blood as it comes from the lungs and is distributed to the rest of the body (at least, that's what I understand from one conversation!). Basically, they need to see it so they can rule out any cardiac problems. And they can't see Lucy's, even after 4 attempts (by 2 sonographers and 2 consulting doctors). I asked Dr. Pickler what would happen if we didn't see the aortic arch before Lucy's birth and there was in fact a problem with it. She said, "Well, we'd have an infant in cardiac distress within the first 12 hours of life." I think you can imagine how my stomach plummeted at that statement. I said, "Well we need to see it before she's born then!" And Dr. Pickler was in 100% agreement with us on this...she doesn't want any surprises, just like we don't want any surprises. I mean, if there's a problem, let's be aware of it and have a team of pediatric specialists on-hand! Heck, I'll deliver in the best hospital with the best cardiac NICU doctors in the world if it comes to that. But we need to KNOW. So we're going to keep looking until Miss Lucy shows us her stuff, good or bad. My doctor's office is scheduling another ultrasound, this time at another practice with a different doctor, who has a stellar reputation among colleagues and patients, according to Dr. Pickler. We are excited to see him and we have extremely high hopes that he will see Lucy's aortic arch right off the bat and confirm that all is well. Otherwise, that he'll see it, diagnose the problem, and get the ball rolling toward our next step of action toward planning a safe birth and whatever follow-up procedure(s) Lucy will need.

I would like to ask you, my friends, for prayer on this matter. The good thing is, Lucy is completely safe as long as she's in my belly. She doesn't need to use her aortic arch (in its full capacity) just yet because she's not breathing oxygen. In fact, her movements and her consistently good heart rate indicate that Lucy is a very happy baby, so she's golden for now. But we have an unknown lying in our path, and the unknowns are always the worst. I'm trying not to fret and be thankful that we're making steps to get to the bottom of this, one way or the other. I also take comfort in the fact that God has planned this little girl from the beginning of time for a very special purpose, and that He will fulfill this purpose in her no matter what. I don't have to carry this burden because God is doing it for me. He knows the outcome and I just have to trust Him along the journey.

I hope I don't sound too morose about this, because we still have an extremely good chance of hearing the good news that Lucy is perfectly healthy. This is my prayer! If you think about it, would you pray with us for this outcome? Thank you, friends.

Friday Daybook

Outside: A quick rainshower this afternoon made everything smell so fresh and clean and a lovely breeze blew in...it's supposed to get colder tonight but then back up into the 60's tomorrow. Glorious spring.
Thinking: About some organizing/decorating projects to finish up, then maybe -- just maybe -- I can consider us moved in and ready to bring home another baby in a few months.
Thankful: For good deals at Hobby Lobby. For Friday night wind-down evenings and the glorious knowledge of Saturday yet to come. For packages in the mail from Indiana.
From the kitchen: A pot of pasta e fagioli soup tonight, made from a soup mix but still homemade-tasting because it slow-cooked for 2 hours! I want to invent my own mix based on what this package contained: white beans, tiny shell pastas, and a packet of spices and seasonings. The recipe called for sauteed onions and garlic and a can of diced tomatoes, and I added some Italian sausage, and it was phenomenal! I must have been in the right mood because I also baked a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting. OH BABY.
Creating: A cozier home. We bought a couple of prints this week from our friend downstairs who runs an interior design store in the retail shops of our building. Big prints that are sort of impressionistic and very reminiscent of street scenes in Paris. I just love getting new things now and then for us (it's been a long time since we bought anything that wasn't baby-related!) and cozying up our home even more.
Going: Nowhere. Another home-bound weekend and I love it.
Reading: A random murder mystery that I picked up (sadly, the quality of the writing is pretty random, too) but also the Real Simple 10th anniversary issue and this blog post (please take a minute to read it; sometimes it amazes me how other bloggers seem to be in my own head!): http://www.remodelingthislife.com/2010/04/13/coffee-and-raindrops/
Hoping: That I can find contentment and not be antsy through the last trimester of my pregnancy. I really want to enjoy this time as much as possible, knowing another huge change is coming our way, albeit a very good change.
Hearing: Tonight at dinner, when Marty prayed for the food and said "Thank you Lord for our children," something inside leaped a little bit. I carry the reminder of our blessings on my hip and in my belly all the time, but hearing it in a prayer is just music to me. The cherry on top? When Marty said "So I was reading in Matthew today..." My cup truly runs over.
A favorite thing: Melissa and Doug toys. Knowing I did a great job on a project. A fresh bouquet of ranunculus (I'll share a picture tomorrow; they are simply gorgeous). Being able to enjoy coffee again.

What's that you say? A GIVEAWAY? "I love lavender" edition

Today I want to talk about products. Namely, household products that make your life easier and more comfortable. And even more specifically, household products that are lavender-based. Lavender has always been my favorite color, and somewhere along the line, the smell of lavender became one of my favorite scents as well. Here are some of my favorite products:

1. Glade plug-ins scented oil in lavender and vanilla. My husband, a New-York-educated lawyer who has conducted jury trials (in Memphis no less; think Matthew McConaughey in "A Time to Kill" -- HOT!!!) and is one of the most brilliant men I've ever known, calls these "smell-goods." Ha.
2. Method all-purpose spray in French lavender. I use this spray all over the house, but especially on kitchen and bathroom countertops. No harsh smell here, just the scent of a breeze floating over lavender fields in the French countryside!
3. Febreze lavender, vanilla and comfort air freshener. I don't know what the "comfort" smell is, exactly, but I do know that I love, love, love this scent. It really is comforting!

I've always wanted to do a giveaway but I've yet to be approached by whoever it is that trolls the blog-o-sphere, looking for lady bloggers with just the right cool quotient to sponsor giveaways. Apparently I just haven't met that quotient yet. Sigh. And since nothing brings out lurkers and blog readers like a giveaway (and I'm curious to see how many readers I have), I'm going to do my very first giveaway sponsored BY ME!!! Now, don't get too excited...these three products totaled together are going to cost me, what? A whopping 12 dollars? But hey, it's fun for me and FREE FOR YOU!

All you have to do to participate is leave me a comment (can't be anonymous, of course) recommending a favorite household product that you use faithfully. That's it! And since I think my blog readers are quite few in number, your chances of winning are really pretty good! So comment away and good luck! (p.s. I will be using that random generator number thingey to determine the winner; I promise, no favorites!)

Edited to add: I will be closing this contest on Friday, April 23rd at 5:00 p.m. and hope to get the package in the mail that weekend (it's already ready to go!). So far there are only 7 entrants...Good luck to everyone!

April is Autism Awareness Month

As many of you know, my precious nephew Ethan has autism, and it is my privilege to talk about him and to let you all know that April is Autism Awareness Month.

My sister might correct me on this, but I do believe Ethan was about 18 months old when the diagnosis of autism was first floated as a possibility. Immediately Sarah signed up for early intervention therapies, and Ethan has been in therapy (now at Riley Hospital for Children) ever since. My whole family can attest to the fact that early intervention is KEY. Ethan is doing as well as he's doing because of the hard work he's done in therapy. So "autism awareness" isn't just a nice thing to talk about it, it's vitally important! According to the Autism Speaks website, autism is now affecting 1 in 70 boys. Which is just CRAZY to me. What is causing this epidemic??? We need answers now. We need to find the cause and we need to find the cure.

Just last weekend while we were visiting in Indiana, I had the chance to play with Ethan for awhile at my parents' house. We got on the kitchen floor and put together an A-B-C floor puzzle. When he was done assembling it (lightning-fast in my opinion!), Ethan went down the row and said aloud the vocabulary words on each piece. He messed up "V is for violin" (he said "guitar," but hey, easy mistake!) and he couldn't pronounce (X is for) "xylophone," but really, what a dumb word. :) Other than that, his reading comprehension was perfect, and I couldn't stop hugging him when he was done. I'm so proud of him. I have extremely high hopes that he will conquer autism and its associated challenges and live a beautiful, healthy, and fulfilling life.

My Buddy, Auntie B loves you and can't imagine my life without your bright light in it. Keep growing and learning and getting stronger and stronger. I love you so much!

Ethan doing the Easter Egg Hunt. Yes, my sister makes her kids wear bunny ears while they hunt for eggs. I think it's hysterical.

And I can't resist sharing pictures of my other nephew and nieces, because without a doubt, they are just about the funniest kids I've ever known. Like my sister Katie and I have always said, watching them is "Better than TV!"

Only Ada knows for sure what's going on here. But she's taken to adopting a rock star pose when cameras are out. I could have died laughing when she did this.

Abby posing with her loot. Again, only one of my sister's kids would think to pose with her face in the Easter egg basket.

And last but not least, the irrepressible Elijah. Because he's the baby he has to show us how tough he is. Mission accomplished, little boy! :)

Better late than never -- Will's nursery

Back on my old blog (which is private) I shared all our plans for Will's nursery, but I never shared pictures of the final product. Well my wonderful Leslie (uh, the best photographer EVER) took some shots back in October and even though Will is 5 months older and we're now living in a different place, I thought, what the heck, I'll post them anyway!

I had asked Les to do some "an evening in the life of Will" kind of shots, so she captured us doing his bath and bedtime routine.

Getting ready for the tub -- I love how he's completely naked here but you can't see anything because his ROLLS are in the way! I miss those rolls of baby fat. He's getting leaner now as he's getting more and more exercise at playtime.

Suds-ing up!

He looks sweet on his Mama here. Breaks my heart with preciousness.

Now for lotions and powdies...

...and an attempt at taming Will's wild hair. (It's tame now and I miss the wildness!)

Daddy prepares the blanket for swaddling...

...while Mama gets in more kisses and cuddles.

Will always liked to look at his "friends" while Mama swaddled him. (And no, I did not lay him down to sleep in his crib with all those blankets!)

Will's room in the loft is not as bright and cheery as the one pictured here, and I plan to remedy that as soon as we make our next move. He'll even have to (hopefully VERY briefly) share a room with his little sister when she arrives! In any case, I'm so glad I had the chance to create a fun, boyish, yet sweet nursery for our Will. I can't wait to really put together a nursery for Lucy!

A photo of a first

Will clapped for the first time on March 19 at 8 1/2 months old. He was playing with his nanny Jessie and they were listening to Dora singing a song, and he was so delighted he finally got the knack of putting those little hands together!

I love our new Rebel! I highly recommend making a solid investment in a good camera. I have zero photography skills, yet was able to capture a precious moment with great lighting on his face.

The return of the Daybook

I used to do the Daybook (as inspired by Kate) on my last blog, and I usually try to do it on Mondays. But since today feels like a Monday to me (we just got home from our Easter weekend late last night), I'm going to do it today!

Outside: Very warm temps (it got to 85 degrees today -- now THIS is why I live in the South!) and beautiful, beautiful sunshine. While we were gone for only 4 days, the tree right outside our front windows went from completely bare to blooming with these perfect almost-neon green baby leaves, and the sun is making shadows on our hardwood floors through those baby leaves. Golly Moses, I just love the Spring.

Thinking: About my job in this economy. Even though I only need it for a few months longer to meet our financial goals before I become a full-time stay-at-home mommy, it would still be a great loss to me to lose it now. We are also becoming more and more Indiana-minded with each passing month (and as my belly gets bigger and bigger!). We just want to be HOME, where we can raise our children around their family members and where we can have support and help.

Thankful: For my Jesus. For the promise of the Resurrection and to know that He will wipe away every tear from our eyes and then there will be no more tears. Ever again.

From the kitchen: A fresh pot of coffee. We're lazing in the afternoon sunshine at the moment and not hungry enough for dinner yet. And I was too busy earlier today to make coffee and I'm getting a dreaded no-caffeine headache, so Marty made me some of his famous coffee. Of course, I won't sleep until 3 in the morning, but that's okay!

Creating: A "spring greetings" card. I have to send some kind of correspondence out to make up for the Christmas greetings that never happened!

Going: Nowhere this weekend! We need a break from the traveling. Let's just say that 8 hours in a car with a 9-month-old is no fun for anybody, even with a brand-new DVD player and videos of Dora, George, and Clifford!

Reading: It Sucked and Then I Cried: How I Had a Baby, a Breakdown, and a Much-Needed Margarita by Heather Armstrong. I'm going to do a book review on this as soon as I'm finished -- wait for it!

Hoping: That Marty hears back with positive news on a job possibility.

Hearing: Marty watching Paula Deen. We are big Paula fans in this household, and if we ever get to Savannah (hopefully before we move north), we're going to stand in line for a table at her restaurant.

A favorite thing: Short sleeves. Flip-flops. Pedicures. Four-cheese pasta and brown bread with butter at Cheesecake Factory. A chance to go to aforementioned restaurant with my hubby while my mom watched our son!

Holy Week

We are Indiana-bound this evening, as soon as our work-days are finished and we've packed enough supplies in the car to keep a 22-pound baby fed and dry and happy for 4 days (no small task, this!). I haven't been home since Thanksgiving, so I'm eagerly looking forward to time with family and friends.

Amidst all the hustle and bustle of getting there and getting settled for a few days, though, I find that more than anything, I can't wait to sit in a quieted church to reflect on the meaning of this week, Holy Week, the most significant time of year for the Christian. We really hope to find an evening service on Good Friday (maybe a local Lutheran church?) because I've found in years past that Easter means that much more to me if I observe Good Friday in worship. Then we'll be joining my family in their church on Sunday to sing good old Baptist hymns and rejoice that yes, HE LIVES!

I serve a risen Saviour,

He's in the world today;

I know that He is living,

Whatever men may say;

I see His hand of mercy,

I hear His voice of cheer,

And just the time I need Him

He's always near.

He lives, He lives, Christ Jesus lives today!

He walks with me and He talks with me

Along life's narrow way.

He lives, He lives, salvation to impart!

You ask me how I know He lives:

He lives within my heart.

In all the world around me

I see His loving care,

And tho my heart grows weary

I never will despair;

I know that He is leading

Thro' all the stormy blast,

The day of His appearing

Will come at last.

He lives, He lives, Christ Jesus lives today!
He walks with me and He talks with me
Along life's narrow way.
He lives, He lives, salvation to impart!
You ask me how I know He lives:
He lives within my heart.

Rejoice, rejoice, O Christian,

Lift up your voice and sing

Eternal hallelujahs

To Jesus Christ the King!

The hope of all who seek Him,

The help of all who find,

None other is so loving,

So good and kind.

He lives, He lives, Christ Jesus lives today!
He walks with me and He talks with me
Along life's narrow way.
He lives, He lives, salvation to impart!
You ask me how I know He lives:
He lives within my heart.