Showing posts from February, 2011

Introducing Jonas

He's finally here. The sweet baby boy whose arrival we've been awaiting for 9+ long months. And he's beautiful. Jonas arrived the night of February 8 at a surprising 8 lbs 12 oz and 21.75 inches long. He is a big, healthy boy. My husband, stepson, and I are thrilled to have him here. We can't stop looking at him and we "argue" over who gets to hold him next. This little boy has no shortage of love. In these first two weeks I've learned a few things: As I expected, I really miss my sleep. Crying is much easier to handle in daylight hours than nighttime hours. Patience is a virtue. Love is abundant. Though it takes a little longer, I can do a lot of things one handed. I can also pick things up with my toes.  Hooray for flexibility returning! Recovery can't be rushed no matter how much I want to be back to "normal." I find myself at a loss for words when I want to talk to the baby.  He must have heard me say a million times in a choked voi

The Touchy Topic of Religion

Religion.  There, I said it.  It's one of those taboo topics, like politics, that we aren't supposed to talk about unless we're looking for a debate.  So let me be clear when I say I'm not looking for a debate (though you are certainly welcome to comment about your own thoughts and beliefs). I come from a long line of Christians (mostly Baptist) and a lot of my extended family continues to go to church faithfully every Sunday.  Some have taught Sunday school and some have served as missionaries.  That works for them.  My own experiences have been different. I was more of an on-again/off-again Christian, attending church when my mom made me, when I visited family, or when I felt a particular desire to do so.  I've questioned God, the church, and the Bible.  There are some things that don't make sense to me and perhaps never will.  I guess that's why the notion of faith is so strong in religion, right? Part of my issue was that there were always so many rules

Past Due

This photo is me today.  I just took it a few minutes ago. I've been a little quiet here for the past week while anxiously preparing for our little one's arrival.  It seems, however, he has decided to sleep in.  Maybe he's decided it's warmer where he is than out here in the cold winter world.  I can't blame him there. And so we wait. My first due date (January 26) and revised due date (January 30) have both come and gone.  After months of thinking we would likely have a January baby, now we will be having a February baby and I'm pretty darn excited about that. February is love and amethyst and violets.  February was named for the Latin word februum, meaning purification.  February celebrates the birthdays of my dad and two of my uncles.  Glorious! For now, though, I'm uncomfortable.  I'm ready to have this baby.  I'm not prepared to go to my stepson's basketball game tonight and sit on the bleachers where everyone will roll their eyes and say, &