I am not superstitious. Really, I'm not. I'm cautious , but I'm not superstitious. I do, however, tend to not get my hopes up often. My sister and I are alike in this. We don't let ourselves get intensely excited about things or events coming up because we don't want to be let down if things fall through. I never thought much about that outlook on life until one day when I was talking to the boyfriend, and he said that was a sad way to think. And he was right. He was absolutely right. How can I, as a child of God, not have hope? I have a set of devotional cards on my desk at work, and I'm terrible about changing the cards. It's not laziness or lack of motivation; it's simply forgetfulness on my part. It sits right in front of me day after day (among the papers, the multiple stamps, the pink ink pad, the maroon stapler, the black tape dispenser, the daily planner, the whistle, the almost-empty jar of Nutella, the wicker basket of assorted writing utensi...
Thankful Thursday. I think today I have something incredible to be thankful for. No, I know it. DESPITE the fact that The Husband and I had an argument this morning in the car (which resulted in a decidely-sour mood for a few hours thereafter), and DESPITE the fact that Jack refused to eat lunch and therefore went down for his nap on a basically-empty stomach (which, again, frustrated me to no end), we saw something that took our breaths away hours before all of that took place. Jack, would you like to share? If he could nod, I know his head would bob in the affirmative. Did you catch it? If not, here's what The Husband and I saw on this gorgeous, chilly, Southeast Texas day in the warmth of a dimly-lit room. So, there you have it. The secret we've held onto for months now. If this little one holds fast and true to the due date we've been given, Jack and Baby #3 will be almost exactly 14 mont...
I know I left you all in suspense. Right now I'm running on very little sleep (we were awake for 25 hours straight, & I've slept an hour and 45 minutes total since then), so this is more informative and less story-like--his birth story will come later. I have to tell it, at some point, because it was nothing short of amazing. And traumatic. And I may have to gather more details from those who might remember it more clearly. So, without further ado... (And with a very grainy picture from my iPad taken in the early light of day--6:45), I'd like to introduce you to our son. Jack Campbell Born on 6-11-13 at 1:11 am (he's almost 6 hours old) Weighing 6 pounds 2 ounces (praise God!!) and measuring 18.5 inches long. He's entirely too precious for words. We feel ridiculously tired and immeasurably blessed. Thank you for praying!
Yes, Praise God, indeed!!!! What a wonderful blessing. And, we think those two are pretty cute, too!!! :) Love you.
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