Another One?

I was chatting with my sister-in-law last night and she and my brother informed us that they are having another baby, their second child. How exciting! Another baby in the family! This brings the grandchild total for my parents to 5 and the great-grandchild total for Nonie and Howie to 7. Wow! Now, Sarah attended a baby shower yesterday, and no one at the shower knew she was pregnant. All of the girls at her table were either pregnant or holding new borns. They were kidding her about not drinking the water, HA HA HA! Well, Sarah buckled...and if you know my sister-in-law, you'd know that it is very difficult for her to hide good news. Okay...so where I am going with this story? Well, last night on the phone Sarah humbly referred to the new baby as ANOTHER baby! This is true...it is another baby in a period of our lives where most of our friends and family are having babies. Baby showers are frequent and trips to Babies R Us are habitual. Some are tempted to scream, "YIKES! ANOTHER ONE?"

It doesn't matter to me, though, if this baby were the first, tenth or thousandth. I reminded Sarah that God uniquely designs every baby and has a specific plan for each and every soul. Of course, I didn't need to remind her, because she is very much aware of God's promises and plans. She joined me in celebrating Psalm 139:13, which states...

"For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb."

So when we start to feel bogged down by babies and showers and all that, we need to push the "all that" aside and remember that God personally designs each and every one of us. That includes an only child, as well as the youngest of seven. Just another blessing for which to be thankful.

WAKE UP MOMMY!

Okay...I am 13 weeks pregnant and while I haven't been feeling as sick lately, I am always very tired. I am a napper to begin with, and when I have the duty of building a baby inside my tummy, the need for naps is even more necessary. My three and one year old make it very difficult for me to sneak in a snooze, so I have to be very creative. Luckily, my little one takes two naps and it is during his afterneen nap I try to execute my plan. I refer to it as Mommy's moments of non-movement. I try to put Daniel down at two, at which point I excitedly call Michael into my room, where all the doors have been locked. I turn on the TV, very low, and tell him that Blue's Clues and Dora are coming on. These are his favorite shows. Now, I really don't like the idea of plopping him down in front of the boob tube, but the nap is more important! I get him all settled in and scurry over to my bed, where I cover myself in the most wonderful napping quilt. I gently rest m head on the pillow and lower my lids. At this point the plan is that Michael will quietly watch his shows and let me sleep for an hour. Then, refreshed and rejuvenated, I awake and we continue on with our day. Unfortunately, that is NEVER the case. Five minutes after I attempt to break away into the world of Nap, Michael crawls up onto my bed, pries my eyes open with his much in need of a nail trimming fingers, and screams at the top of his lungs, "WAKE UP MOMMY". Why is this? Doesn't he want some "Michael" time? I resign to the fact that the nap has vaporized into the vast abyss, never to be seen again, and instead I am stuck watching an episode of Blue's Clues. Stuck, that is, with my little boy, who I love so much and would rather be with than taking a nap anyway.