July 16th, 2010

Thankful on a Thursday

I know, I know. I'm really late with this post. In fact, since I have to leave in 15 minutes to go pick up Micah from the CG office, and then I have to go pick up Caleb from the babysitters, and then meet up with Emily to go grocery shopping, and then once we're back home, we have to get ready to go camping this week. So basically, this post will either be really short or it will be finished about 10pm tonight. So really it will be Thankful on a Friday. Ha!

Today I am thankful... that I have a boy!

If that doesn't make sense at first, think about it. We could have had a boy... or a girl.

Micah and I REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted a boy!

We have nothing against girls, in fact, we eventually want two girls. We know that we will name our first girl Samantha Marlene and our second girl A_____ Jeanne. The Marlene is my middle name, my mom's middle name, and my grandmother's middle name. The Jeanne is Micah's mom's middle name. We like that our girls will carry on the family names like that, yet still have their own first names. (Yeah, we haven't settled on a name for girl #2 yet, but we do know that it will start with an "A") In the closet we have a whole box filled with little girls items (since we didn't know what gender Baby was going to be), and I can't wait to dress up a girl in all the pretty colors.

But we really wanted that boy first.

In our families, I was the oldest out of the three, and the oldest in Micah's family is his sister, Rebekah. So we both grew up with the "big sister".. ie. BOSSY sister. Hey, I'm just being honest with myself.

My whole life, I wanted a big brother. Thankfully, Micah had two brothers older than him, so he was able to experience that as a kid, even though he also had a big sister. Having experienced both sides of the issues, we knew that we really wanted our first child to be a boy. We wanted to have that "big brother" for all the rest of our kids.

And God answered the desires of our heart.

The whole time that I was pregnant, we didn't know what Baby was going to be, a boy or a girl? Yet, somehow, Micah and I  knew that we were having a boy. While the *three* of us would cuddle at night, we'd talk to my belly, to Baby, and say, "We love you! But you'd better be a boy, otherwise we're sending you back!" (totally teasing, of course)

And then came the moment of truth. I pressed down hard, pushed with all my might, and out slid a screaming, wet, squirmy baby. The nurse then declared, "It's a... BOY!"

We couldn't have known...

It was impossible to tell (the whole time, Baby REFUSED to turn towards the camera, which made it easier for us to keep our promise of not finding out).

But somehow... we knew...

Somehow we knew that we would get our silly, handsome little boy. The one that would smile and laugh and stick out his tongue (just like I did when I was a baby).

Our little man... who loves his daddy...

And his mommy...

Who both love him... so much.

Someday, we'll have our girls. And hopefully we have several more boys. But for now, God has richly blessed us with the deepest desire of our hearts... a son.

And I'm so thankful.


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A birthday? Already?

Besides Caleb's 4 month birthday tomorrow (post to come), yours truly is turning ___ on Sunday. That's right! July 18th is my birthday! And I'll be.. anyone want to take a guess?

Noooooo... not 30....

Nooooo.... not 20....

NOOOOO... not 15....



A little higher...

That's right! I'll be 23

Whoa. That's weird.

I don't feel old enough to be 23, much less have a baby. Good grief! Moms have babies...

What? I'm a mom.

Whoa. That's weird.

So birthday plans? Um.. at this point? A big fat NOTHING! We're going camping this weekend with the church youth group, then on Monday we're going out to eat at Red Robin using my awesome birthday coupon (post to come) along with my BFF Emily cause her birthday is the 26th (how awesome is it that we have birthdays within a week of each other!). So I guess that could be considered celebrating. Then on Tuesday Micah and *gulp* Caleb are heading down to the big family reunion in Montana. Yes... if all goes according to plan (and I manage to pump enough extra breastmilk), Caleb will be going with his Daddy down early while Mommy stays behind and works. And yes.. it will be the first time that Caleb is gone overnight. I think that I'll be okay, I mean... Micah and I are not the time of parents to be ubber attached, we enjoy time with and without Caleb. And after all, Caleb will be going with his Daddy, and all the family will be there, including his aunts and uncles, cousins, and his Grandma.

More than anything, I think that it's going to be weird. Yes, as in Whoa. That's Weird.

After all, for the past four months I've taken constant care of this little guy, but as of Tuesday morning, I'll be baby free for two days. My plans? Take a long bubble bath and go to bed early. That's it. Yes, boring, I know. But I'll take my thrills where I can get them.

I'll be leaving out Thursday morning for Montana, and all three of us will be flying back the following Tuesday. Oh boy! It's going to be great.

So basically, we're counting the entire trip as my "birthday" as Micah and I aren't really doing the present thing this year.

So yeah... happy birthday to me?

Oh-- and since we're going camping, no posting until tomorrow, which will be Caleb's birthday post. So see you tomorrow! And just so you know... Caleb's birthday post made me cry....