Have you seen my uterus...

So on Friday I woke up feeling quit skinny, like a size zero supermodel. Most of us love these days, however when you are pregnant -not really the feeling I am reaching for.
This has happened twice, so to calm my fears I placed a call to the nurse. I was just looking for some validation. Well I never got a call back. I took this as a big hint " Lady get over it" !
I did come home from work and did the usual lay on my left side and sure enough he was there. All I can think of is that he was low for the last few days and this made the upper part of my belly feel mushy and soft. Anyway this is not something I want to experience often, but will take it and assume it is just normal pregnancy business.

So cute

I bought these for the nursery. The brown with white dots on them. These are so cute. They come flat as a pancake and have a tie on all four sides which make them into a cute little storage bin. I have no idea where I will put them, or put in them- but I got em' anyway. Something else I got too ! Paint !! I am trying to convince Jason to paint while I am gone. I will be out of the house for two days and would love to return to a freshly painted somewhat nursery. I should know better, but a girl can wish.

How are you Feeling ?

I found this book at Target, and I had to have it. Is there a book that is more appropriate for a child who will have a mother who is a social worker ? After all, we are feeling's people. I started thinking back to the first postion I took right out of grad school and wished I had- had this then. During my days of being a dialectial behavior therapist this would have come in handy, as much of my one hour sessions were spent teaching the range of emotions that many don't have ( especially those with Bi-Polar D/O).

Quilt of Holes

When I checked my email this morning I had recieved this. ( post below ) I thought it was perfect timing since it is Holy week. I think more than it just being a forwarded email from a friend, it was a reminder. The message allowed me to remember why we celebrate Easter.

*Quilt of Holes*

As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord along with all the other souls. Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together into a tapestry that is our life. But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced with in everyday life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all. I glanced around me.

Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny hole here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color and the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened. My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and empty, like binding air. Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the light, the scrutiny of truth. The others rose; each in turn, holding up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been. My angel looked upon me, and nodded for me to rise. My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes. I had love in my life, and laughter. But there had also been trials of illness, and wealth, and false accusations that took from me my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times. I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer, asking for help and guidance in my life.

I had often been held up to ridicule, which I endured painfully, each time offering it up to the Father in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who unfairly judged me. And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I had to accept it for what it was.

I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes. Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many holes, creating an image, the face of Christ. Then our Lord stood before me, with warmth and love in His eyes. *He said, 'Every time you gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles. Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me shine through, until there was more of Me than there was of you.

May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine through!

Bedding for baby

Here it is....

I wanted bedding that was gender neutral for two reasons. The first is that I bought it before we knew we would be expecting a little boy in August, but wanted to snatch it up as it was being clearanced out. And the second reason being that I would like to use it for my next child. I think this set is just enough baby with some modern accents. I don't think you can tell but in the pic. the sheet set is a green swirl and I purchased this too. In addition I purchased the sheet set with the clouds on it. For now it is still sitting in the box it arrived in, until we decide what we are doing. I know for some it is as easy as ..hum what room should we put baby in..For us it's more like in August where are we going to live ??

Our house is still for sale, with no promising buyer on the horizon- lots of lookers but no buyers. We still have our ( a) land with house plans and that building could start any day ( if the stupid house would sell), or we could skip over the building process and buy a ( b) new house.

OH- I choose option B. We will see.

Naming baby....

UGH... now I know why people don't share their names. Well okay- no I don't. I guess I always thought that people might steal your name. No- they just snarl, curl their lip up, laugh or roll their eyes. How rude-
I am no longer sharing my baby name. And my name- which you will know because I am naming my child this, is not out there by any means. This name was not made up or two names smushed together it' a name people. I am impressed that others are so willing to share their opinion about your child's name.