what i was going to write about, and he told me to write about how much i love him. Hehehe. Silly guy!
I finally figured out how to get our little Lily drinking water. I tried water from the sipee cup. No. I tried water from a real cup. No. I tried water from a bottle. No. I tried water with "Gripe water" added to it. No.
I was trying to avoid juice.
I thought...why not give fruit juice (100% only) a try. It's alright if i give in very tiny amounts, and hey, it might help, since after all, we nurse a lot less these days.
Alright, Juice. Let's do this.
about 1oz of 100% apple juice added to 2 oz of water, making her juicy water mixture very un-apple tasting....but, she likes it. She drinks it from her bottle, and I am a very please mommy, whose now certain that her mini will be getting sufficient water intake, and be fully hydrated. I only make this once a day, and she sips off of it. Still learning, but for now.....we've reached an accomplishment.
OH. OH. OH!
And Lilyan has gotten her first tooth.
I noticed it (very sharply, as it cut my finger a bit) on the day i arrived in Oregon. It's probably about 1/4 of the way in, and is absolutely adorable......and also confirming how quickly she's growing up....
My baby's not gonna be a baby much longer....
:(
:)
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Coffee...
At home, on a gloomy, withered day, after 11.5 hours of rigorous airfare while the baby naps peacefully is sweet. Yesterday we had quite the whirlwind traveling home from Oregon. Instead of the usual one-only stop, we had two- which meant two layovers, supposedly. I had been anxious about this since preparing for my trip, and especially once it came up (my last post was the day before travels). *sigh...* the Lord, in His MIGHTY grace got us through it all, and safely home to my hubby, but we went through the wringer to get here. It's quite funny how it all happens, though. We had quite the time getting here, but the Lord also blessed every bit of the way as well... read on!
It starts: Good morning together as family, scrambled eggs with salsa and buttered pita bread...Kisses, hugs, goodbyes. Airport #1.... proud Grammi gives baby snuggles as i check my luggage. We part, sadly.
I wait to get on flight and once on, baby promptly falls asleep nursing secretly under her dark nursing cover, which meant a non- fussy girl for take-off. She slept most of the way, and then was wide awake and bright eyed for the remainder.
BLESSING #1: An empty seat (the only empty seat in the entire plane) next to me!
We arrive at our first layover airport, Seattle (the nightmare). Everything starts out just fine. I find the tram easily, board easily, make my way to the gate in which i supposedly depart from to find out that the flight has been delayed. Oh no. No No No. Delayed? Could this be happening? If this flight is delayed, i definitely do not make my next flight which is out of Minneapolis because i only have about 35 minutes in between arrival and departure. Look for an agent. WHERE are the real people? I see telephones....People? Hellloooo? Ok. Pick up the phone, "shhh baby, you're doing so good. mama loves you..." Tell the lady my problem. Ok. She helps to find another flight that would match up with my last flight, still allowing me to arrive home at the same time i told my hubby. The she says she can't check my luggage on to the new flight, and that i need to find an agent to print my new boarding passes and re check my luggage. A-HA! i spot an agents booth....Ok. Several people are already in line, and i have only 45 minutes to make it to my new fligth in a completely different area of the airport. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. "why is the ratio 450,000:1?" Where are the other agents? Alright....people get their questions answered, and the line slowly fades. I asked the man in front of me a question, dont remember waht, and the preceeded to tell him i was going to be late for my flight.
BLESSING #2: The man says, "why don't you go next, in front of me, i've got more time to spare."
Oh thank you! SO i'm getting it all figured out, except that she's taking forever. Keep chatting to my little lovie...."we're going to be fine, baby." Get my tickets, and then head to the screen to find my gate. Wait, why is the gate on the screen different than the gate on ticket. CONFUSED! So, trying to think as rationally as possible....i make my way BACK onto the tram to find a girl and ask why things are so confusing. She said, best to go to the gate on the ticket just in case. So i get off at the "B gate section" of the tram, feeling quite lonely as i'm the ONLY person getting off. I see 2 long escalators in front of me. Keep in mind, i've got a baby on the front, a boppy pillow ion the side, and a backpack well, on the back. I'm a full load. Run Run run....I start to lose it a little as i run up the escaltors....and then try to control myself. I get to the desk and ask if this is the right gate and the lady tells me, "no, this is for south west." I went from Delta, to RE-booked flight on Alaska. UGH! Lord help me!!!......... Ok.....start to run in the oppostie direction, back down the two long flights of escalators.... i officially LOSE it. I start bawling. "What if i'm stuck in this airport, many miles from home with a baby?" Please dearest Lord, help me to find strength in you....i need it now! The tram comes, and i get on and sit down, totally uncertain of where to go.
BLESSING #3: A flight attendant, whose off duty, and is wheeling her mother in a wheel chair to their flight in the same area, one gate over from my new gate asks if i'm okay.
"Excuse me ma'am, you look pretty stressed out. Can i help you?" At this point, i don't want anyone to see my crying. I say "no...no please..it's okay. I'll find it." She insists on helping me, and asks where i'm going. "I'm supposed to be going to Alaska airlines." She says, "great, follow me. That's by the "N" gates. I'm going there as well.We'll get you there, don't worry." SOOO thankful for her, because we had to take 2 other trams just to get there, and i surely would not have known to take them both. Alas! my gate. I see it! I see it! The people are in line! I think i'll make it! I ge to the desk, get all my flight stuff figured out, get a seat, get myself on board (i've got a middle seat....really, a no-go with a baby.) I asked the flight attendant upon entering the plane if i needed to just ask someone in my area to switch and she basically said, "good luck..people like their isle seats."
BLESSING #4: The kind woman in the isle seat switches with me so that i now have the isle. PRAISE!
BLESSING #5: The way the Lord woks is so absolutely amazing....This new flight landed me in a row of sweet women who loved the baby, and across the small isle from a very kind, older woman who was gracious in helping to hold the baby several times. If i had not gone through the troubles i've been through to get to this flight, i would not be sitting here, with this much help on this flight. baby napped again. God was truly considering me!!
Flight went well, after all of that hulabuloo. Alright....on to the third and final destination. Arrive in Minneapolis with a bit more time to spare, to realize my new gate is only a few down from where i arrived. YAY! If only i had one of those cheesy staples buttons that you press that say, "That was easy." Get myself a sugar free hazelnut latte with nonfat and a sandwich. Go sit down with baby, lay out her blanket. mash up some avocado and banana for dinner and feed my hungry, happy girl. I received a bout a million, "Your baby is SO cute," comments. It was very sweet. They call out for those who need more assistance and time to board first, which, hey, meant me and Lilyan! Alright! So i board.....get myself ready, baby falls fast asleep again promptly upon entering her secret nursing cover time.....People pour on.....I get a nice lady who had commented on how cute the baby was at the window seat of my isle, so for now, there's an empty seat between us. I keep hoping that whoever sits in between us is going to be small so that they can walk over my knees, so i don't have to rouse the sleeping babe. Alright...where is this person. So then the person finally comes, at the very end of boarding time, and realizing i have a sleeping child, asks if he can sit in the few empty seats in the rows behind me. The stewardess says, "I think the flight is booked up," which it was not afterall. SO, another prayer answered!
BLESSING #6: Another empty seat next to me! And this time, on a very large plane! That gave both me, and the woman by the window much needed space, and was just so refreshing! After 11.5 hours of airfare and layover time traveling, i make it home to my hubby, whose waiting patiently to see his wife and daughter. We kiss, share hugs and snuggles....and then go to find my bag. Where's my bag? Turns out, it was never checked through, and now as i type this, i await the delivery of my MUCH-NEEDED luggage. Oh well. I pray it'll come. My camera, full of MANY cherished family is in there....but, seeing as though the Lord provided so many blessings this trip, even despite all of the terror i faced, and helped me all along the way, i know he'll provide my bag.. Moral....?
Truly, His yoke is easy, and His burden light....and those who labor and are heavy laden will be given rest.
It starts: Good morning together as family, scrambled eggs with salsa and buttered pita bread...Kisses, hugs, goodbyes. Airport #1.... proud Grammi gives baby snuggles as i check my luggage. We part, sadly.
I wait to get on flight and once on, baby promptly falls asleep nursing secretly under her dark nursing cover, which meant a non- fussy girl for take-off. She slept most of the way, and then was wide awake and bright eyed for the remainder.
BLESSING #1: An empty seat (the only empty seat in the entire plane) next to me!
We arrive at our first layover airport, Seattle (the nightmare). Everything starts out just fine. I find the tram easily, board easily, make my way to the gate in which i supposedly depart from to find out that the flight has been delayed. Oh no. No No No. Delayed? Could this be happening? If this flight is delayed, i definitely do not make my next flight which is out of Minneapolis because i only have about 35 minutes in between arrival and departure. Look for an agent. WHERE are the real people? I see telephones....People? Hellloooo? Ok. Pick up the phone, "shhh baby, you're doing so good. mama loves you..." Tell the lady my problem. Ok. She helps to find another flight that would match up with my last flight, still allowing me to arrive home at the same time i told my hubby. The she says she can't check my luggage on to the new flight, and that i need to find an agent to print my new boarding passes and re check my luggage. A-HA! i spot an agents booth....Ok. Several people are already in line, and i have only 45 minutes to make it to my new fligth in a completely different area of the airport. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. "why is the ratio 450,000:1?" Where are the other agents? Alright....people get their questions answered, and the line slowly fades. I asked the man in front of me a question, dont remember waht, and the preceeded to tell him i was going to be late for my flight.
BLESSING #2: The man says, "why don't you go next, in front of me, i've got more time to spare."
Oh thank you! SO i'm getting it all figured out, except that she's taking forever. Keep chatting to my little lovie...."we're going to be fine, baby." Get my tickets, and then head to the screen to find my gate. Wait, why is the gate on the screen different than the gate on ticket. CONFUSED! So, trying to think as rationally as possible....i make my way BACK onto the tram to find a girl and ask why things are so confusing. She said, best to go to the gate on the ticket just in case. So i get off at the "B gate section" of the tram, feeling quite lonely as i'm the ONLY person getting off. I see 2 long escalators in front of me. Keep in mind, i've got a baby on the front, a boppy pillow ion the side, and a backpack well, on the back. I'm a full load. Run Run run....I start to lose it a little as i run up the escaltors....and then try to control myself. I get to the desk and ask if this is the right gate and the lady tells me, "no, this is for south west." I went from Delta, to RE-booked flight on Alaska. UGH! Lord help me!!!......... Ok.....start to run in the oppostie direction, back down the two long flights of escalators.... i officially LOSE it. I start bawling. "What if i'm stuck in this airport, many miles from home with a baby?" Please dearest Lord, help me to find strength in you....i need it now! The tram comes, and i get on and sit down, totally uncertain of where to go.
BLESSING #3: A flight attendant, whose off duty, and is wheeling her mother in a wheel chair to their flight in the same area, one gate over from my new gate asks if i'm okay.
"Excuse me ma'am, you look pretty stressed out. Can i help you?" At this point, i don't want anyone to see my crying. I say "no...no please..it's okay. I'll find it." She insists on helping me, and asks where i'm going. "I'm supposed to be going to Alaska airlines." She says, "great, follow me. That's by the "N" gates. I'm going there as well.We'll get you there, don't worry." SOOO thankful for her, because we had to take 2 other trams just to get there, and i surely would not have known to take them both. Alas! my gate. I see it! I see it! The people are in line! I think i'll make it! I ge to the desk, get all my flight stuff figured out, get a seat, get myself on board (i've got a middle seat....really, a no-go with a baby.) I asked the flight attendant upon entering the plane if i needed to just ask someone in my area to switch and she basically said, "good luck..people like their isle seats."
BLESSING #4: The kind woman in the isle seat switches with me so that i now have the isle. PRAISE!
BLESSING #5: The way the Lord woks is so absolutely amazing....This new flight landed me in a row of sweet women who loved the baby, and across the small isle from a very kind, older woman who was gracious in helping to hold the baby several times. If i had not gone through the troubles i've been through to get to this flight, i would not be sitting here, with this much help on this flight. baby napped again. God was truly considering me!!
Flight went well, after all of that hulabuloo. Alright....on to the third and final destination. Arrive in Minneapolis with a bit more time to spare, to realize my new gate is only a few down from where i arrived. YAY! If only i had one of those cheesy staples buttons that you press that say, "That was easy." Get myself a sugar free hazelnut latte with nonfat and a sandwich. Go sit down with baby, lay out her blanket. mash up some avocado and banana for dinner and feed my hungry, happy girl. I received a bout a million, "Your baby is SO cute," comments. It was very sweet. They call out for those who need more assistance and time to board first, which, hey, meant me and Lilyan! Alright! So i board.....get myself ready, baby falls fast asleep again promptly upon entering her secret nursing cover time.....People pour on.....I get a nice lady who had commented on how cute the baby was at the window seat of my isle, so for now, there's an empty seat between us. I keep hoping that whoever sits in between us is going to be small so that they can walk over my knees, so i don't have to rouse the sleeping babe. Alright...where is this person. So then the person finally comes, at the very end of boarding time, and realizing i have a sleeping child, asks if he can sit in the few empty seats in the rows behind me. The stewardess says, "I think the flight is booked up," which it was not afterall. SO, another prayer answered!
BLESSING #6: Another empty seat next to me! And this time, on a very large plane! That gave both me, and the woman by the window much needed space, and was just so refreshing! After 11.5 hours of airfare and layover time traveling, i make it home to my hubby, whose waiting patiently to see his wife and daughter. We kiss, share hugs and snuggles....and then go to find my bag. Where's my bag? Turns out, it was never checked through, and now as i type this, i await the delivery of my MUCH-NEEDED luggage. Oh well. I pray it'll come. My camera, full of MANY cherished family is in there....but, seeing as though the Lord provided so many blessings this trip, even despite all of the terror i faced, and helped me all along the way, i know he'll provide my bag.. Moral....?
Truly, His yoke is easy, and His burden light....and those who labor and are heavy laden will be given rest.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Last day...
In beautiful Oregon with my beloved family. Oh has it been just so refreshing, and fun, and nostalgic.... and though i am ready for the company of my sweet husband (this is the longest time apart- 7 days) i am going to miss the quiet, peaceful, warm- fire burning in a wood stove, tea making, earthy-mama, natural, organic family home. I love this family. They are so earthy and wonderful. The baby has been a blessing to all who've been here, and i am thrilled that she got the experience of seeing new faces, and loving them....meeting her New Zealand auntie and uncles for the first time, her great grammi and her very loving grammi....It has been truly truly truly great.
And tomorrow, we're off! Travels with tiny girl in the skies.... Dependant upon Christ in full, because when you're in the air....in a piece of metal jet....your dependence upon Christ seems so much bigger! Pray for safe travels, and that we make it safely home to give Dada many kisses!
And tomorrow, we're off! Travels with tiny girl in the skies.... Dependant upon Christ in full, because when you're in the air....in a piece of metal jet....your dependence upon Christ seems so much bigger! Pray for safe travels, and that we make it safely home to give Dada many kisses!
Monday, October 11, 2010
My Trip
To Oregon starts tomorrow!
Me and the wee one shall adventure our way through two airports to arrive at the final destination of Oregon, tomorrow morning. We start with a jolly awakening at 3am. YES...3am...To get ourselves ready and out the door no later than 4:15am, so that we may trek (hopefully joyfully) on an hour ride to Baltimore, MD, where we will depart at 7:33am. My gracious husband is awakening with the baby and I, and driving us to the airport, even though he has work later on in the morning. What a godly and caring man.
We've never been away from one another for longer than 3 days...let alone with his sweet and only child...but this is a unique opportunity, that we couldn't pass up. My brother and his sweet wife have come in from New Zealand for an American wedding, which leads them to Oregon to visit our mom. It just so happened that Mike had been putting away funds for me to go and see my mum at some point, thought the funds had not yet reached abundance. My aunt, whose home we are traveling to, wanted to chip in, as well as my Grammi and my brother- to allow us to reach maximum fundage! God is KIND!! So, what i have is a huge blessing from Christ by way of my family, for the rest of my family to meet the baby. Glenn, my brother is a first time uncle with my little one, and so for him to meet his niece for the first time, outside of NZ, while she's less than a year old- well....that's special. it's also quite special that during this trip, my daughter will have the sweet opportunity to meet her great Grammi, my Grammi, as well as her many great Aunties. Truly, a unique opportunity. And though, while my heart wrestles with the anxiety of travel with the baby, my heart is also CERTAIN, that Christ is in control of ALL things, including each passenger that gets the (blessing and joy) of hearing my child on the plane. :)
Please pray for-
SAFE travels
a COOPERATING, and CALM baby,
Me to have a HAPPY HEART, and
full TRUST in JESUS.
On another sweet note,
here's some recent pictures of Lilyan.
Me and the wee one shall adventure our way through two airports to arrive at the final destination of Oregon, tomorrow morning. We start with a jolly awakening at 3am. YES...3am...To get ourselves ready and out the door no later than 4:15am, so that we may trek (hopefully joyfully) on an hour ride to Baltimore, MD, where we will depart at 7:33am. My gracious husband is awakening with the baby and I, and driving us to the airport, even though he has work later on in the morning. What a godly and caring man.
We've never been away from one another for longer than 3 days...let alone with his sweet and only child...but this is a unique opportunity, that we couldn't pass up. My brother and his sweet wife have come in from New Zealand for an American wedding, which leads them to Oregon to visit our mom. It just so happened that Mike had been putting away funds for me to go and see my mum at some point, thought the funds had not yet reached abundance. My aunt, whose home we are traveling to, wanted to chip in, as well as my Grammi and my brother- to allow us to reach maximum fundage! God is KIND!! So, what i have is a huge blessing from Christ by way of my family, for the rest of my family to meet the baby. Glenn, my brother is a first time uncle with my little one, and so for him to meet his niece for the first time, outside of NZ, while she's less than a year old- well....that's special. it's also quite special that during this trip, my daughter will have the sweet opportunity to meet her great Grammi, my Grammi, as well as her many great Aunties. Truly, a unique opportunity. And though, while my heart wrestles with the anxiety of travel with the baby, my heart is also CERTAIN, that Christ is in control of ALL things, including each passenger that gets the (blessing and joy) of hearing my child on the plane. :)
Please pray for-
SAFE travels
a COOPERATING, and CALM baby,
Me to have a HAPPY HEART, and
full TRUST in JESUS.
On another sweet note,
here's some recent pictures of Lilyan.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Creations!
It would be spectacular if i could keep up a bit more regularly on this here blog, friends- kind of like you guys do. I am always so inspired by your great writes, and then i think about how i want to write! So, alas! Here i write.
Lately i've been up and coming in my CREATIVITY again, which, if you know anything about me- has been a back bone in who i am since childhood. If i don't have SOME sort of creative outlet, i feel drab and blah. You get a picture of what drab and blah is, so i don't even have to explain.
SOOOOO....my newest creative streak has left me unaccompanied by distractions at my sewing machine. It is great! Though my workspace is more often than not, messy and unorganized, i'm still able to do what i thrive doing, which is create. This is what i've been creating lately.
The first "sample" pouch was for myself. It is now falling apart out of the "sample-dom" of it, and i've since made some inviting corrections that leave a much sturdier frame! It has an "L" (obviously for you-know-who) on the back, which was my thought at either,
A. Being an initial to the owner, or
B. Being my signature
This is pouch number 2, which i made for my sister in law, and boasts new edging, and more "real" fabric on the back, so that like mine (the first one) the felt doesn't pill.
And this is the latest pouch, which I've made for my mommy as a surprise whence baby and I go to visit her in the coming weeks. This one has jean fabric on the back, and an all together different design; a more "solid/simple" approach.
My hope is to continue creating little treasures that can accommodate peoples needs, by perfecting my designs. I would like to possibly sell them, but we'll not get ahead of ourselves here.
Anyways....
this is what I've been doing with some of my spare time....when it is that i am motivated, which isn't on a daily basis, unfortunate as it is. Oh well. Who am i kidding anyways? I'm not perfect, because a perfect woman spends her time buying vineyards and staying awake in the night to prepare her families meals, and being proverbs 31- which is definitely my goal. But for now....something i am working towards!
:)
Good tidings!
Friday, September 17, 2010
Life...
has it's up's and downs. It has it's way of teaching you where your sin is- well, "Life" doesn't teach you that, the Holy Spirit does, but Life is obviously the tool used. Life has it's glorious moments, when nothing needs change, and also has its moments of frustration when you think, "why me, why at all?" But then you think a little deeper and realize that's sin. Life isn't the problem, as some might think. Sin is the problem, Life is just the tool used. I felt "deep," which is why i'm expressing in such a way as to bring a poetic sensation to this voice.
What is life? It is a series of current events which leave you with memories, best told as stories.
Why is life? Because God was pleased to create it.
Why all of this said? Because sometimes it's a good idea to keep sober-minded about why we are here; it's our "motel" before the house, if you catch what i'm saying.
I look forward to the House. The glorious house where the Lords light will be all we'll ever need to see clearly. Where there will be no sin.
Where there will be service.
Where there will be feasting and fellowshipping.
But of course, and most importantly of all, where we will reside with our dearest and Fairest Lord Jesus.
What is life? It is a series of current events which leave you with memories, best told as stories.
Why is life? Because God was pleased to create it.
Why all of this said? Because sometimes it's a good idea to keep sober-minded about why we are here; it's our "motel" before the house, if you catch what i'm saying.
I look forward to the House. The glorious house where the Lords light will be all we'll ever need to see clearly. Where there will be no sin.
Where there will be service.
Where there will be feasting and fellowshipping.
But of course, and most importantly of all, where we will reside with our dearest and Fairest Lord Jesus.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
6.5 Months
Has gone by since our daughters mighty entrance into the world.
She's got QUITE the personality these days; telling exactly what she wants, when she wants it. She's even taken on the "side twist with arms extended" maneuver toward the person she'd rather be with, if of course, she's with someone she's gotten tired of (or that other person may just be more interesting to her in that moment, or quite possibly have something worth shoving into her gummy little mouth). She keeps me busy, and I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it.
I can say boldly that motherhood was exactly what I was intended for (among other godly things) when the Lord decided to create me. The joy of parenting (and learning as I go) is so sweetly refreshing.
I get to:
Learn daily.
Pray Earnestly.
Strive harder.
Laugh louder.
Love deeper....
than ever before.
I get to TRUST in Gods will with the utmost dependence, because I'm certain that I cannot do this on my own. I get to LEAN wholly upon Christ, the solid rock on which I stand, because God was gracious enough to send His only son, that He might taste death in my place.
Friends.
God is good.
I'm becoming more refined, I can F-E-E-L it. I can S-E-E it.
And the truth is....I want more babies. :)
She's got QUITE the personality these days; telling exactly what she wants, when she wants it. She's even taken on the "side twist with arms extended" maneuver toward the person she'd rather be with, if of course, she's with someone she's gotten tired of (or that other person may just be more interesting to her in that moment, or quite possibly have something worth shoving into her gummy little mouth). She keeps me busy, and I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it.
I can say boldly that motherhood was exactly what I was intended for (among other godly things) when the Lord decided to create me. The joy of parenting (and learning as I go) is so sweetly refreshing.
I get to:
Learn daily.
Pray Earnestly.
Strive harder.
Laugh louder.
Love deeper....
than ever before.
I get to TRUST in Gods will with the utmost dependence, because I'm certain that I cannot do this on my own. I get to LEAN wholly upon Christ, the solid rock on which I stand, because God was gracious enough to send His only son, that He might taste death in my place.
Friends.
God is good.
I'm becoming more refined, I can F-E-E-L it. I can S-E-E it.
And the truth is....I want more babies. :)
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