December 31, 2009

Parental Judgmentalism

I am 35 weeks and 1 day pregnant today. Can I get a "woot-woot"?!

My little Peanut is quite intent on digging his foot into my right upper rib. It's payback for all the years of digging my feet into my loved ones. Lifelong habit, unbreakable. Sorry.

He's approximately 20 inches and about 5 1/2 pounds. Everything in this pregnancy has progressed very well and very healthily, for which we are very, very thankful. I have low iron, but that was no surprise as I have not taken pre-natals (make me sick) or an iron supplement, so now I'm under strict orders that I cannot not take them.

I've complained quite a bit during this pregnancy about how uncomfortable it's been, but really I'm gonna miss it. I'm gonna miss having him with me at all times, knowing he's safely tucked in and warm, and near his mama. I also got a reality check the other day, and turnd my grumbling into thankfulness that I get to be pregnant and experience the wonder if it all. Thank You, Jesus.

Switching gears.

Matt and I celebrated an early Christmas in Portland with his family, and it was oh such a wonderful time. It was exactly what we needed to finish out school and work. Did I mention I'm on maternity leave??? Why was that not my very first sentence?? Yes. I am. And to say that it's been totally glorious and refreshing may be The Understatement of 2009.

Whilst in Portland, at one point Stacy (Matt's sister) and I were talking about pregnancy and childbirth and babies and toddlers and kindergartners and raising children in general. And she made an interesting comment. She said that she thought the childbirth and baby years were the most judgmental of having children. Everyone has an opinion... What?? You didn't have a natural childbirth? *proud, condescending look* You're not following Babywise? You are following Babywise? You fed your child Gerber's? You don't make your own baby food? Your child didn't walk until he was 18 months? Mine walked at 10. You actually immunize your children? What ignorance. You have the nerve not to immunize? And it goes on and on and on...

Constant judgmentalism and comparison. But she said that it's actually as bad, if not worse at times, now that Austen (her oldest) has entered kindergarten. Enter just one of the many volatile issues: the public vs. homeschooling debate amongst Christians. And the cycle continues.

It's sad really. It's sad that it takes place amongst Christians. Guys, seriously. All I can think about are Philippians 2 and Colossians 3 and Romans 12, just to name a few. Let's be doers of the faith and not merely hearers and let's especially be doers amongst those of the household of faith. We're not merely good Christians so we can win some to the faith, and then let our hair down as we bite and devour one another, in the name of "opinion".

Oh Lord, grant me gracious speech and patience and gentleness and humility as I'm only beginning this journey of parenthood.

December 25, 2009

Better things to come...

Ok, I really need to update, but I only have a second.

It's Christmas day. I have a lot to write about, but as aforementioned, I only have a second.

So I thought I would leave you with this random Christmas day fact.

I have to put my left shoe on first at all times. If, for any reason, I begin to put my right shoe on first, I must remove said shoe and start over with my left.

Can anyone else relate?

December 07, 2009


This weekend Matt and I took a much needed escape. Friday night we decided that we were going to Minneapolis and Mall of America for the weekend. And we did. Left first thing Saturday morning. And no better way to start the trip than flying first class. :)

To say that it was amazing would be an understatement. It was so what we needed. We used points for our hotel so we decided to splurge on a 4-star hotel, and really just spent the weekend relaxing and investing in one another.

We talked and talked and talked. We talked about becoming parents and our fears about it. We talked about what we want to do differently and what we want to do the same. We talked about our future and what we see ourselves doing. We talked about what we don't see ourselves doing. We talked about church and our place there. We talked about where we've become disillusioned. We read from God's Word about giving allowance for others' faults (Col. 3). We prayed for our son, our paths, God's will, our friends, our church. We thanked the Lord for the countless ways He's been so good to us. We talked about nothing and everything.

And we walked approximately 25 miles in the Mall of America.

It was exactly what we needed these last few weeks before our lives change forever. You know, many couples choose to have kids because they're bored with their marriage and are ready for the next new thing. That was never us. I told Matt this weekend that a part of me grieves the end of life as we've known it, because I've loved life as just the two of us. I've never become bored with Matt or our marriage. It's always been an adventure and a safe, sacred place.

But we're not ending good things, we're just seeing an expansion. To be the only two people on earth that are going to love our son as much as we do. To get to do it together. I so look forward to that too.

So. It was a wonderful, unforgettable weekend. I cannot encourage enough to other married couples, take a "something"-moon. Get out of town. Away from the mundane and normal. Do something spontaneous and wonderful. Be crazy. Let your hair down.