Mar. 15, 2007 - Mixed bag.
I really do have things I have been hoping to blog about the past couple of weeks, but finding a significant chunk of time to sit down, and then sitting down without discovering that a comfy pillow does not a key board make, has really been a problem for me recently. A lot of my computer time comes later in the evening and mostly on the weekend while I am at work. (Yes, I not only just admitted that I do work outside of the home, I also made it clear that I surf the internet on my employer's dime. It gets worse though, sometimes I even sleep!... And no,don't think now that I'm going to tell you what I actually do to earn a paycheck-that kinda information can't be leaked) This combination of pregnancy exhaustion and late night blogging is not a promising one if your desired end result is to be more than drivel. An appropriate word in more way than one, now that I think about, as I also tend to dool while I'm sleeping. Shhh..please don't tell my employer.
So this is what you are going to get today (which is now actually now tomorrow because I stopped my post after the last sentence and went to bed), just a mixed bag.
The best news of the week was that my Parvoviris (Fifiths Disease) labs came back looking good. We will test again in two weeks, but it was good news. Like I said in a previous post, the risks to the baby are small, but when infected there is a very real chance that the baby will die in utero-not something any pregnant lady wants to hear, no matter how slight the risk.
The other side of the news coin came when I discovered that I failed to turn in the correct insurance form to my employer. It was the one thing I was shooting for during the enrollment period this year and would have covered my time off for maternity leave, but somehow I blotched it. It's a little embarrassing that I couldn't stop myself from crying on the phone with my HR representative, but when it comes down to it, we never had short term disability insurance with past pregnancies either, but God provided.
Somewhere in between these two happenings were the things that make being a homeschool mom, great. This week I got to listen to my six year old read to me on the way to the park. While at the park, we listened as another six year old told us how much she hated school, all except recess, that is. Instead of being intrigued like Asher often is by other's stories of 'school,' she actually looked relieved when she proclaimed that she "didn't have to go to school, and was able to play outside all the time."
This week I have been blessed to see my son master his footing, scurring from room to room with handfulls of hot wheels in his clutches, even playing his first game of chase with his sisters. He has discovered that they have laps just like mamma and now enjoys putting things in reverse and backing in for a snuggle. I have been home to observe that the voice he calls out to his father with, is different than the baby voice he uses when jabbering with anyone else. It is decidedly deeper and more manly. It should be no suprise that his first real word was daddy.
I have confirmed that my four year old daughter has more energy for life than what I thought was humanly possible. Tuesday I wittnessed her dance for an hour at ballet, and then dance for another hour of her sister's class, and still have enough energy for the park. I have watched and listened as two sisters play house outside on a spring day and I chuckled as I heard my six year old try to justify the four year old's spontaneous impulse to begin spinning, as "maybe we live in Kansas?!"
I have wondered too at who is hidden within me. How will they add to the dynamics of life as we know it? If this little person adds even an ounce more energy and laughter to our household, I will still be a woman with more than her share of goodness in her life, and all these brief moments of exhaustion and pondering over how things will come together, will be ever so worth the trade off.
Comments
Mar. 16, 2007 - <i>Untitled Comment</i>
Posted by cammiemelisabray
What a blessing to be a mother! Remember when this was all just some distant dream? I remember when you where pregnant with Asher and dreaming of red headed baby boys. I was just a single gal dreaming of my prince charming :) Life is good and God has blessed us. I rejoice with you my sister in motherhood!
Edited by cammiemelisabray on Mar. 16, 2007 at 1:19 PM
Mar. 18, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by debbiecorley
Hey! Thanks for sharing your story about the cane in the grocery store. It's so neat when we get to *see* God moving, huh? Hope you had a blessed Sunday! I should've napped!
