Our incredible pastor did his lesson on the reality of hell this evening and I felt really convicted by it. Anytime I think of eternity, let alone hell, I feel an overwhelming sense of loss and urgency.
Sometimes I think about how secluded my life is; I'm not really friends with many unchurched people. The reality of it is, though, I have several significant people in my life who would go to hell for eternity if they died today.
That terrifies me. The idea that they will be able to see me in heaven and might wonder why I never tried harder to talk to them about the Truth. That I will be held accountable for their fate. That my closest loved ones will suffer forever because I am afraid to hurt their feelings now.
"Christianity, if false, is of no importancw. If true, of infinite importance. The only thing it cannot be is moderately important." - C.S. Lewis
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Conviction
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Just for Today
I'm trying to get back in the habit of blogging daily. The implication there being that I ever blogged daily. :)
Things I Want to Remember About Today
1. Today was the first day I gussied myself up on my own since Gabe was born. He chilled in his bouncer while I blow dried my hair and did full makeup.
2. I ran/waked two miles this evening as part of my 5k training.
3. It's been eleven weeks and I'm really relishing the feeling that I've finally got this. That David and I have this baby thing down. When Gabriel cries, we know why. We have a workable routine. He smiles and babbles and coos and gripes. Rarely does he have crying jags anymore. I can go anywhere and do anything with him.
This is what I imagined babyhood would be. Fun, wonderful, and sentimental.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
8 Weeks
Dear Gabriel,
You were born eight weeks ago today. I can't believe the time has flown so fast! It seems like you've been part of our family forever.
In some ways you're just as you were during your first week. You still study the world with a very serious look on your sweet face. You still have a love/hate relationship with your swaddle. And your hands are still your best friends.
You've grown a lot, too. You can hold your head up like a champ now. Your mouth and jaw are much stronger. You sometimes like to lay alone to play and observe the world. And you can get your hands to your mouth on purpose to suck on them.
You now weigh twelve pounds and one and a half ounces. That's nearly three pounds bigger than when you were born. At your lady doctor's appointment you were 23 inches long but that was nearly two weeks ago so you could very well be longer now. You were 20.5 inches long at birth. You are currently wearing size 0-3 month and plain 3 month outfits.
You aren't "sleeping through the night" yet, and just recently stopped sleeping for longer than an hour and a half at a time, but that's okay. We were frustrated at first but now we've decided that this, too, will pass.
We do have a bit of a daytime routine going. We start our day between 8:00 and 9:00. You wake up a little fussy but then we nurse and you perk up pretty quick. Then you get all smiley and happy while I change your diaper and get you dressed. After that you're usually pretty okay with laying on the bed or in your bouncer greeting the ceiling fan while I brush my teeth, fix my hair and makeup, and get dressed.
Then we head downstairs where you chill in your Bumbo chair looking out the living room windows and chatting with me while I eat a quick breakfast. After all this activity, you're usually ready for a nurse and a nap. You'll usually sleep for an hour or an hour and a half. I like to snuggle you and will either nap with you, read, or watch TV.
You wake up right around the time Daddy comes home for lunch and are often all smiles and wide eyes for him. He plays with you while I eat lunch and by the time he leaves suite work, you're ready for another nurse and a nap. This nap lasts longer, between two and three hours, and I can usually put you down in your swing. While you sleep, I take care of the house doing the dishes and the laundry. Sometimes, I try to sneak another nap in.
You wake up just in time for Daddy to come home. He plays with you while I make dinner and you usually eat when we do. After dinner, we go for a walk. Sometimes you ride in your stroller and sometimes I wear you in your wrap. You just got big enough to be worn facing out and you love seeing the world come at you. Sometimes you kick your feet and when the wind blows in your face you'll coo.
After our walk, you have a nurse with Mommy and playtime/storytime with Daddy followed by a bath - usually with Daddy but sometimes with Mommy. Then you get a lavender massage, a fresh diaper, and a swaddle. Then we cuddle up in the rocker and you nurse to sleep.
Sometimes you and I will go shopping or have a playdate in the mornings but it's summer now and gets dreadfully hot earlier in the day. You also aren't a huge fan of your carseat currently.
You've been lots of places this month. You took your first road trip to Oklahoma. We learned that you travel the great distance better over night. We went there for Memorial Day. We stayed with Papa and CiCi. You swam in a pool for the first time. It was cold but you laid your head back and cooed.
We went back to Oklahoma over Father's Day weekend. Some of your cousins came to visit from Michigan. We went to see them and you met most of your cousins on your Daddy's side.
We celebrated many things this month: Rocky, Mommy, and Daddy all had birthdays and Father's Day. For Daddy's first Father's Day and his birthday we got him a handsome watch.
You got to meet your third set of grandparents - Mommy's dad and stepmom.
You went to see Dr. Thomas for the first time and saw Joi for the last. You enjoyed your visit to Dr. Thomas.
We made huge progress in the world of nursing. Mommy couldn't nurse you at first because your mouth was weak and my nipples were flat. After six weeks of pumping breastmilk for you and nursing between feedings, we started nursing full time and never looked back. Despite the sore nipples and sleepless nights, I couldn't be more proud that we overcame that huge hurdle when so many others would have given up.
Mommy has learned quite alot about mothering, herself, life, and God in the last month. She's had many tears - of happiness, frustration, awe, and love. Never did she know just how strong yet dependent she was.
I love you, Gabe, and can't wait to see what the next month brings!
Love,
Mommy
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Sleep Up to Eight Weeks
My spiffy new cell phone has a blogger app so now I can post to the blog without having to go through the trouble of getting out thee old laptop. So cool!
Gabriel's sleep up to now has brought us little more than confusion and frustration. Our time in the hospital is a blur filled with much chest sleeping on G's part. Once home, we continued with what we knew. By the time G was two weeks old, we were exhausted.
Knowing that something had to change, we tried to move him to his co-sleeper. It didn't go over well; he cried so often we ended up holding him all night anyway.
When we were preparing our lives for G, we weren't comfortable with him alone in another room having decided we wanted the benefits of being attached parents and overnight parenting, specifically a lower incidence of SIDS. However, we didn't want him in our bed for safety reasons so we opted for the bedside bassinet. We wanted him near but wanted to maintain some boundaries.
By the time we reached this point in our sleep journey, we were totally down with bed-sharing (we enjoyed the nighttime convenience and peace of mind) having him super close but wanted a safer option. At Babies R Us we found a product called a "nest" that was basically a little pod that rested on the bed so he could safely share our bed.
He stayed in his nest successfully until he was around six weeks. At that time we opted to move him out of our bed and into his bassinet. We began this by simply placing his nest into the bassinet. He transitioned easily and didn't really know the difference. After about a week we ditched the nest entirely.
Our huge struggle now was getting him to sleep and getting him to stay asleep. I would nurse him to sleep and try to put him down and he'd rouse within minutes. This would happen repeatedly all night. When I'd get frustrated, David would take over, bouncing Gabe for hours. We were back to getting no sleep.
I turned to the attachment parenting guru's, Dr. Bill Sears, the Baby Sleep Book. It was here I learned how babies sleep. I learned that G was gadling asleep when I nursed him, but he want staying asleep when I put him down because I was jumping the gun. Babies sleep in two stages: light (REM) and deep. They spend about half their sleep time in light sleep while we only spend 1/5 of our sleep time there. I was simply waking him up when I put him down! All I had to do was wait about twenty minutes and he'd be in deep sleep. I began to do this and it works most of the time.
Most recently, in pursuit of regular naptimes, I also read the famous Happiest Baby on the Block. This book has done wonders for our sleep! The book is built on the foundation of the fourth trimester, which I fully agree with. The fourth trimester is the observation that most mammals are born relatively self-sufficient except a few like humans and kangaroos, which need a little more time to develop outside the womb. Thus the three months following standard gestation should be spent giving Baby a gentle transition to life outside the womb by nursing on cue, sleeping close to one another, and baby wearing.
The book touts the "five s's" of baby sleep strategies: swaddling, side laying, shhing, swinging, and sucking. Long story short, we recently began implementing these strategies and have seen dramatic improvements in falling asleep and staying asleep, especially during naps.
For example, last night G slept for four hours and then intermittently for the subsequent four - waking to nurse and rapidly falling back to sleep. Then, this afternoon, he slept for two hours straight in his swing. I was actually able to put him down (swaddled, post nursing, in deep sleep) and get some stuff done around the house.
It's so nice to finally be making progress with our little guy! :)
Monday, February 13, 2012
Valentine's Weekend Getaway
This year, we had plans to go on a Babymoon - a final hurrah before baby. Initially, we played with the idea of taking a cruise - even going as far as to get passports. But as we researched cruises, we determined we didn't like the idea of our first cruise being so limited in activities by my pregnancy.
Then we looked at perhaps going to Colorado, New Orleans, or Destin. All within driving distance of us, but all would take a lot of planning and we would ultimately be very far from home - something I'm not too comfortable with this late in my pregnancy.
So we decided to stay near to home and take it easy. We found a nice little B&B in Seguin and didn't really plan anything else too far from there. We had some general ideas about what we'd like to do, but most of all, we wanted to relax and be romantic together. :)



We met Roxanne (for me) and Marla (for David). We asked them our questions and expressed our concerns. We explained it was our first time. They asked us some questions about what we were looking for. David decided to be brave and went with deep tissue massage! I was stuck with prenatal, but that's what I wanted anyway. :)
The Shoppe is in a beautifully renovated Victorian home, and they escorted us into the couple's suite - a beautifully decorated, dim room that smelled lovely. They had soft music playing. It's pretty much exactly the kind of room I'd like to give birth in! Two tables, side by side. So romantic! They left us alone to strip down to our underoos and get situated on the bed. David was facedown in traditional massage style and I was lying on one side. Our massage was an hour long so I got one side for 25 minutes, the other side for 25 minutes, and 10 minutes on my back so she could do my neck, shoulders, and scalp. Oh heavens!
One concern I had, of course, was modesty - more for her sake than mine. She was very discreet and I never once flashed my boobs at her. When I was shifting from one side to the other, she held the sheet up high so that I had room to move and her view was obscured. It was so nice. I also wondered if they minded if you moaned or talked or anything, and while they said they didn't - they like if you communicate - I found that I didn't need to! She would whisper directions in my ear or ask how I was doing and that was all we really needed.
She massaged my shoulders, arms, and back with the most divine warm thick lotion (or butter). She worked hard on my shoulders but couldn't rub as hard on my back due to Mr. Bebe. She also massaged my legs, feet, and hiney! It wasn't awkward at all, I swear! And it felt so good!
I was incredibly sad when it was over. I felt so relaxed and loose. They left us alone to dress at our leisure. David and I just looked at each other and HE said, "That was life changing." In the car, on the way to dinner, we talked about our experiences. He said she was just having at him, using her elbows and really pushing hard. He even said that he thought he was relaxed before, but that he really knows what it means to be relaxed now and that he can't wait to have another massage! I'm thrilled that he enjoyed the experience because it was my idea. ;)
Our massage therapists recommended a restaurant in Gruene called the Gruene River Grill. We did get a little lost trying to find Gruene, but once there, we learned that town is one little hoppin' hot spot! After quite a wait, we received the best seats in the house right next to their trademark epically huge fireplace. I had the gorgonzola steak - a steak wrapped in bacon topped in gorgonzola and a balsamic reduction with green beans and potatoes. David had the red fish - a Cajun dish served on basmati rice with squash, topped with crawfish. For dessert, we had Key lime pie - David's favorite. Again, an amazing meal!Our evenings were spent lounging in bed (working in David's case, reading in mine) and using the hot tub.
Hands down, our best trip ever! :)
Monday, August 15, 2011
Home Tour: Guest Bedroom
We're slowly going room-by-room updating and styling to our tastes. During the home tour, I hope to show you what we've completed so far and will update the blog as we make small changes from here.

This is basically the same shot as before. Notice, no more brass doorknobs! Yay! I will do a future post about how I got all new doorknobs and hardware for only $30! But now, the details.

What do you think? :)
Thursday, June 16, 2011
A Day in the Life of a Pup

6:30 am - But it's so cozy!

6:45 am - If I let you make the bed, can I get back on it?

7:00 am - Still so sleepy!

9:30 am - Finally manage to make it downstairs to watch for squirrels while Mom leaves without me.

11:30 am - Feign innocence, "Why, yes, Mom! I've been lying here the whole time you've been gone!"

11:31 am - Uh-oh. She noticed the trash I got into. Her baked potato scraps from McAlister's were soooo good...

11:35 am - Uh-oh. She noticed the soft tacos fixin's I got off the counter. I liked the cheese. I didn't care for the lettuce.

11:36 am - I am so ashamed. I will never do whatever I did again.

11:37 am to 2:00 pm - Ever vigilant. I watch for squirrels.

2:01 pm - Mom takes me in the car. I hope we are going to Sonic. They like me at Sonic. They scritch me through the window. I just have to shove Mom out of the way a little. If only they would come to my side of the car. They always bring sweet, cold things to eat. Sometimes Mom lets me have a taste. But only a little. Sometimes we take Daddy a sweet, cold treat. Today I am watching for squirrels out the back window.

3:12 pm - The trip in the car wore me out. Back to couch with me. This is my Batdog impression.

4:05 pm - This is Salvador Dali's Dripping Dog.

4:45 pm - Daddy will be home soon. I know it.

5:12 pm - Daddy is home! This is the best part of my day. He is the most wonderful person ever. He scritches my ears and wrestles with me. He feeds me every morning and lets me out to chase squirrels.

10:32 pm - What a full day I have had. I will rest my head on Daddy's feets while we all go to sleep.

This is a funny picture of me. I am wearing the Cone of Shame. I seem excited but I'm not.