Okay, so I’m a little spoiled right now. Again. Maybe a lot spoiled! My brother Andrew left on Monday, after three weeks of working like a HORSE on our basement. BUT, my sister Anna is here in his place! For up to six weeks! Wahoo! See? Spoiled. I feel kinda bad. I don’t want her to come just because I have crazy nesting instincts! But even if we just visit for the next couple of weeks until Baby’s born, that’s fine with me! I’ll really miss Anna once she gets married. Hey, that’s an idea… secretly scare away any prospective suitors…
(Um, Anna? Don’t read this post.)
Maybe “blessed” is a better word. I am extremely blessed! I’m surrounded by love and grace, and I’m trying to notice.
My mom washed my windows and helped me clean and organize my new basement kitchen while she was here over the weekend.
Anna and Andrew scrubbed out my fridge from top to bottom. And speaking of Andrew again, there is NO WAY we’d be ready for carpet TODAY if he hadn’t come down to help Dee for three weeks!
That’s right, my carpet is coming today! I’m so excited, I have to laugh at myself. I’ve never had carpet before. The rest of my house is hardwood floors or ceramic tile, and I can’t wait to sink my bare feet into the shaggy rug me and Dee picked out! If I wasn’t pregnant, I’d probably roll around and do somersaults, just to feel the softness. I’ll just watch the kids do it for me, I guess! Hurry up, carpet people, I’m sitting on pins and needles waiting for you!
And the biggest blessing? My Cboy prayed with Anna last night, and asked Jesus into his heart. There really is no greater joy as a parent than to know that your child has decided to follow Jesus! Anna said they talked about God and heaven for a long time as she was tucking him in bed, and Cboy started out his prayer with, “God, can You take me to heaven with you?” What a joy it will be to see him there!
My mother-in-law and sister-in-law made me a whole batch of pizza sauce yesterday.
My friend Heather invited us over for a delicious pancake and sausage breakfast this morning.
My grass is green again, because we’ve been blessed with rain again. Lots and lots of beautiful rain!
The air is cooler, and my favorite time of year is creeping around the corner. I wish we could live in September and October all year long!
My kids love me, and it’s hard to forget when all four of them pile on top of me and my big belly on the couch, and cover me and Baby with hugs and kisses.
When CJ strokes my arm and says, “You’re so beautiful!” (Yes, this from my almost-four-year-old!)
When Moosies throws her arms around my neck and asks for another song, more rocking.
When the kids ask me to come watch their tricks on the trampoline (PLEASE don’t tell our insurance company!), or spread out a blanket and watch for shooting stars after the sun sets. (Yes, Dad, I know it’s technically an “earth-turn.”)
Or when they bring me handfuls of weeds and wildflowers, maybe prettier than the flowers I plant by hand and then cry about when they die.
Most of the dirt is still there. It won’t ever go away, will it? Dee’s always saying he can’t wait until life slows down so he can relax more. I always tell him, “Life will never slow down. It’s how we deal with the busy moments, and the stress, and can we pull away and pause awhile?” It’s a good thing my man tells me the same thing in his own words when I lose sight of peace and rest.