Reason #1: There comes a time in one's life when you realize that Facebook is not the ideal way to update people about life's happenings, I mean how many "friends" (aka complete strangers) do you have popping up on your "news-feed" that you honestly could care less about and yet find yourself looking a their wedding pictures or reading their comments. And then you wonder, "whose page am I popping up on?", and then you think, "perhaps I should do a little spring cleaning of my Facebook page", and then you think, "nah, that would take way too long. I will just start a blog!" A site where friends and family who love you and are truly interested in your family matters can come and read the updates.
Reason #2: There also comes a time in one's marriage when you find out your family is about to jump from two people to three and you think, "Well, I guess it's time we start a family blog." This such incident recently happened in our marriage around the beginning of June and is where this story will begin.
As many of you may already know, Scott and I have been so blessed to have found a church community that we absolutely love here in Oklahoma. We have met some of our best friends through this church and are enjoying, what can really only be explained as true Christian fellowship (I mean that in the most un-sappy way possible). I really believe that this is what Christ meant when he said we should fellowship together, eat together, learn together, and pray together (Acts 2:42). Our friends are such a source of joy in our lives, and we are so thankful!
Moving on, many of our friends are already parents and last winter Scott and I found ourselves surrounded by three pregnant friends. We have always loved children and looked forward from the beginning of "us" to starting a family of our own someday, and had suddenly (perhaps sooner than we thought) found ourselves being okay with the idea of getting pregnant. This was largely due to the fact that we were watching many of our friends delight in both the joys and challenges of being parents. It was great marketing. So, we decided to wait to take one last trip together before we began "trying" - [side note: Is that not the strangest thing we say to each other? I mean, "You guys want kids?" -"Ya, we are trying." Like, right now? Tonight? It's like a widely accepted and socially acceptable form of Too Much Information in the American culture.]
Scott and I planned a trip for the second week of June to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Our last pre-baby hoo-rah! Well, as it turned it was to be our find-out-your-pregnant-while-on-your-last-pre-baby-hoo-rah hoo-rah! Now, is that what they call, irony? It actually was quite hilarious having to go to the prescription desk in Cabo to ask where the pregnancy tests were. Despite my knowledge of the Spanish language that was never one of my vocabulary words, but I did manage to get my meaning across. After a positive test Scott determined that we were only "Mexican pregnant" until we got the same results on U.S. soil.
Now, here we are, "American pregnant" at 15 weeks and counting with Baby ETA at February, 7. We are enjoying the ride and learning to trust the Lord as we enter this new phase of life. We would covet your prayers during this time because at the root of all this we are about to become...parents.
Love you all!
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| Scott felt it necessary to label the "tail" babies have during the first weeks of gestation. For those of you who may be wondering this is a human baby. |
Good stuff babe!
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