Here is an e-mail I had to share:
Being a Mom We are sitting at lunch one day when my daughter casually mentions that she and her husband are thinking of 'starting a family.' 'We're taking a survey,' she says half-joking. 'Do you think I should have a baby?' 'It will change your life,' I say, carefully keeping my tone neutral.'I know,' she says, 'no more sleeping in on weekends, no more spontaneous vacations.' But that is not what I meant at all. I look at my daughter, trying to decide what to tell her. I want her to know what she will never learn in childbirth classes. I want to tell her that the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, but becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional wound so raw that she will forever be vulnerable. I consider warning her that she will never again read a newspaper without asking, 'What if that had been MY child?' that every plane crash, every house fire will haunt her, that when she sees pictures of starving children, she will wonder if anything could be worse than watching your child die. I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and think that no matter how sophisticated she is, becoming a mother will reduce her to the primitive level of a bear protecting her cub; that an urgent call of 'Mom!' will cause her to drop a soufflé or her best crystal without a moments hesitation. I feel that I should warn her that no matter how many years she has invested in her career, she will be professionally derailed by motherhood. She might arrange for childcare, but one day she will be going into an important business meeting and she will think of her baby's sweet smell. She will have to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running home, just to make sure her baby is all right. I want my daughter to know that every day decisions will no longer be routine. That a five year old boy's desire to go to the men's room rather than the women's at McDonald's will become a major dilemma. That right there, in the midst of clattering trays and screaming children, issues of independence and gender identity will be weighed against the prospect that a child molester may be lurking in that restroom. However decisive she may be at the office, she will second-guess herself constantly as a mother.Looking at my attractive daughter, I want to assure her that eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy, but she will never feel the same about herself. That her life, now so important, will be of less value to her once she has a child. That she would give herself up in a moment to save her offspring, but will also begin to hope for more years, not to accomplish her own dreams, but to watch her child accomplish theirs. I want her to know that a caesarean scar or shiny stretch marks will become badges of honour. My daughter's relationship with her husband will change, but not in the way she thinks.I wish she could understand how much more you can love a man who is careful to powder the baby or who never hesitates to play with his child. I think she should know that she will fall in love with him again for reasons she would now find very unromantic. I wish my daughter could sense the bond she will feel with women throughout history who have tried to stop war, prejudice and drunk driving.I want to describe to my daughter the exhilaration of seeing your child learn to ride a bike. I want to capture for her the belly laugh of a baby who is touching the soft fur of a dog or cat for the first time. I want her to taste the joy that is so real it actually hurts. My daughter's quizzical look makes me realize that tears have formed in my eyes. 'You'll never regret it,' I finally say. Then I reached across the table, squeezed my daughter's hand and offered a silent prayer for her, and for me, and for all the mere mortal women who stumble their way into this most wonderful of callings. Please share this with a Mom that you know or all of your girlfriends who may someday be Moms. May you always have in your arms the one who is in your heart.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Two months old!
Monday, February 05, 2007
Make it stop!
Sporting our cute outfit for the Superbowl
Jackson getting to try the joys of salt and butter
Pooped after a hard day of being cute
Last friday I had to clean out clothes from Brynne's drawer that no longer fit. Didn't I just birth her? How in the world is she already big enough to be growing out of so many clothes? She is definitely taking after her daddy - tall and thin. All her clothes are baggy, but ready for a flood. She has had so many fun outings lately, we had to share some pics with you!
Monday, January 29, 2007
Cutie pie
Friday, January 19, 2007
One month old
My friend Anna came to meet me. We had tons of fun!
She is getting so big! She loves to sit in her bumbo and look around (sort of). We're working on head control!
Brynne turned one month old on monday...so hard to believe! The time has flown by - it's scary how fast. It's hard to remember to cherish each moment when it happens so fast.Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
A lot to be Thankful for

Happy Thanksgiving Friends!!
We have so much to be thankful for....
1. an intimate relationship with Christ that brings joy, peace, and purpose to our lives
2. an amazing family, marriage, and a precious baby on the way
3. a home, jobs, food, clothes, friends, and the list goes on and on.....
Psalm 107:8 - Let them give thanks to the Lord for His loyal love, and for the amazing things he has done for people!
Monday, November 13, 2006
Couples Baby Shower




What a blast - having friends over to bar-b-que as Amanda and Amy hosted a couples shower for us. It was a ton of fun and so neat to have all our worlds come together! We feel truly blessed for every one of those friends and can't even describe the wonderful friendships we have with Amy & Amanda. They are both such a God-send, with hearts for the Lord that encourage, sharpen, and love me in ways that turn my heart to God in praise. I pray that everyone finds friends like them.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Brynne is coming soon!




We finished up Brynne's room this weekend. Here' some pics for the distant family and friends to see. It's so exciting that she is almost here. We have made many futile attempts to prepare our spoiled lab for what is about to happen. The dog trainer has said to use a doll to train him - but between him liking it to death, jumping up to lick the feet, and pulling off the doll clothes when we're not watching, we have been failing miserably. Beau says labs are the best child dog their is, it's just going to take time. However, we had a victory this weekend and I had to share. Rocky actually feels the need to protect us when I rock her and this doll cries - which sends Rocky into a fussy to protect it because something is wrong! I'm looking forward to the days when Brynne will be able to cuddle with Rocky like we do. Right now, he's the prince of this house and rules it to no end. The spoiled puppy is in for a rude awakening in 6-7 weeks!!
Monday, October 16, 2006
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Roommate reunion weekend
Sunday, September 10, 2006
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