Ok, so I just got finished spending WAY too much money at Wal-Mart. Mikayla is with me, and Adam is at a friend's house watching the game. I'm walking out to the car, thinking about the logistics of getting all the groceries in the car, and keeping Mikayla safe from the potential baby snatchers in the Wal-Mart parking lot. I'm usually parked near a cart return. so it's not a big deal. Do I put her in first, then the groceries? Then how do I take the cart back? Do I put the groceries in, then Mikayla? Again, what about the cart? So I decide to put the groceries in first, take Mik with me to return the cart, then load Mik in.
Ok, so as I mentioned before, I spent WAY too much money, so my cart is overflowing, and I had to carry the diaper bag on my shoulder. I stick that in the seat first, then the groceries. I shut the back of the Tahoe, and start to take the cart back. I return to find that the car is locked. With my keys in the diaper bag. Which is in the seat, remember? In addition to my keys in the car, so is my wallet, my phone, Mik's bottles, diapers and everything.
I hold it together long enough to make it inside to use the phone. I lose it when Adam's phone goes right to voicemail and I realize I do not know ANYONE'S number by heart. There's no need to know numbers now with the advent of cell phones and the wonderful notion that is speed dial. I call my dad, but he's 45 minutes away.
I find a security guard who doesn't have a jimmy -- it got stolen. Ironic, isn't it? He lets me use his phone to call a locksmith, which I do. I call my dad back, and he's finally gotten ahold of Adam, and when I hear his voice, I boo-hoo. I couldn't hold it in.
The locksmith came and rescued me, and Adam made it up to Wal-Mart just as the locksmith was driving away. It was such a relief to get back in my car. I had been locked out almost an hour. Mik was so good, too. I was quite proud, and we made a memory that I can tell Mik about when she gets older so that she may never lock her own keys on her own car. Especially when she has a 6 month old infant!
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Friday, August 3, 2007
Why, God?
God is so amazing. Each week when I drive to church, I pray that God will speak to me through the message, and I pray for my pastor to see God's will. Amazingly, each sermon speaks directly to the situation I am in that week. I know it is God. There's been too many "coincidences."
Here's some notes from last week's sermon.
The answer to every question to God that begins with "Why...?" is either a) because I love you, or b) I didn't.
(he distinguishes between pain and suffering in that pain is what we physically feel - like burning your hand on a hot stove and suffering is, for example, being hurt emotionally.)
1. Why did You create pain?
Because I love you. God created pain to tell us to stop what we are doing, so we won't hurt ourselves further. He also created pain so we can experience pleasure, and know the difference.
2. Why did you create suffering?
I didn't. He gave us free will, and Satan uses it against us.
3. Why did YOU suffer?
Because I love you. He suffered for us so that he could identify with us. The Creator became the creation and didn't spare Himself anything.
Our God knows how we feel because he became one of us.
Satan does his best to try to blame his handiwork on God.
It all hit home so much, because who of us has every asked God, "Why...?" And here is the answer. All of this to say that with grace and mercy, I can get through anything with Jesus' love, and you can too.
Here's some notes from last week's sermon.
The answer to every question to God that begins with "Why...?" is either a) because I love you, or b) I didn't.
(he distinguishes between pain and suffering in that pain is what we physically feel - like burning your hand on a hot stove and suffering is, for example, being hurt emotionally.)
1. Why did You create pain?
Because I love you. God created pain to tell us to stop what we are doing, so we won't hurt ourselves further. He also created pain so we can experience pleasure, and know the difference.
2. Why did you create suffering?
I didn't. He gave us free will, and Satan uses it against us.
3. Why did YOU suffer?
Because I love you. He suffered for us so that he could identify with us. The Creator became the creation and didn't spare Himself anything.
Our God knows how we feel because he became one of us.
Satan does his best to try to blame his handiwork on God.
It all hit home so much, because who of us has every asked God, "Why...?" And here is the answer. All of this to say that with grace and mercy, I can get through anything with Jesus' love, and you can too.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Las Vegas & Idaho Falls
On July 18, we flew to Las Vegas. Our flight was delayed an hour and a half, but we finally got there. Mikayla did great on the airplane. She was happy and slept most of the time. Adam's dad and step mom were both very excited to meet their granddaughter. We stayed with them that night, then the next morning woke up early to fly to Idaho Falls.
We almost missed our plane, though. We had to run through the airport. I mean, we were running!! I had Mikayla in her papoose, and I was booking it through the airport. Mary and Adam were in front of me, trying to get to the plane to make sure it didn't leave. Roy was swiftly walking behind us, bringing up the rear. Only two flights from Vegas fly into Idaho Falls: One on Fridays (ours) and one on Mondays. If we missed it, we were out of luck. Thankfully, we made it just in time!
Idaho Falls was gorgeous! We stayed in a hotel right on the falls. It was so nice. We could walk out on our balcony and see the falls. The roar could lull you to sleep.
It was Mary's side family reunion. She has 6 brothers and sisters, her mother had nine brothers and sisters, and all of those had a lot of kids, so there were about 160+ people at this reunion. Mikayla's cousin Sophie is 6 months old, and Mikayla is bigger than she is! Mikayla and I both enjoyed meeting all the new family members. She was so great. She didn't fuss the whole day! The reunion was held at the 7N Ranch in Ririe, Idaho. It was beautiful. We met at a pavilion with picnic tables and a stage. There were camp sites and a pool within walking distance. The backdrop was beautiful rock mountains.
The next day, we drove to Pocatello, where Adam was born. We drove around and his dad, Roy, showed us the different places Adam lived and the hospital where he was born.
We flew back to Vegas on Monday (the only flight out until the next Friday!) When we got back to Roy and Mary's we decided to take a little swim. Mikayla joined us, and she really enjoys the water! She would kick and look around. She's still not quite sure what to make of it, but I think she enjoys it. She's still too little to splash, but that's right around the corner.
Then on Tuesday, we flew back to the D-F-Dub. Mikayla on all four flights had only minor break downs, and she never really fell apart completely. She should be so proud of herself. Her parents are. She has now been to five states at only 3 and half months old!
We almost missed our plane, though. We had to run through the airport. I mean, we were running!! I had Mikayla in her papoose, and I was booking it through the airport. Mary and Adam were in front of me, trying to get to the plane to make sure it didn't leave. Roy was swiftly walking behind us, bringing up the rear. Only two flights from Vegas fly into Idaho Falls: One on Fridays (ours) and one on Mondays. If we missed it, we were out of luck. Thankfully, we made it just in time!
Idaho Falls was gorgeous! We stayed in a hotel right on the falls. It was so nice. We could walk out on our balcony and see the falls. The roar could lull you to sleep.
It was Mary's side family reunion. She has 6 brothers and sisters, her mother had nine brothers and sisters, and all of those had a lot of kids, so there were about 160+ people at this reunion. Mikayla's cousin Sophie is 6 months old, and Mikayla is bigger than she is! Mikayla and I both enjoyed meeting all the new family members. She was so great. She didn't fuss the whole day! The reunion was held at the 7N Ranch in Ririe, Idaho. It was beautiful. We met at a pavilion with picnic tables and a stage. There were camp sites and a pool within walking distance. The backdrop was beautiful rock mountains.
The next day, we drove to Pocatello, where Adam was born. We drove around and his dad, Roy, showed us the different places Adam lived and the hospital where he was born.
We flew back to Vegas on Monday (the only flight out until the next Friday!) When we got back to Roy and Mary's we decided to take a little swim. Mikayla joined us, and she really enjoys the water! She would kick and look around. She's still not quite sure what to make of it, but I think she enjoys it. She's still too little to splash, but that's right around the corner.
Then on Tuesday, we flew back to the D-F-Dub. Mikayla on all four flights had only minor break downs, and she never really fell apart completely. She should be so proud of herself. Her parents are. She has now been to five states at only 3 and half months old!
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Mikayla goes to Colorado
Mikayla made her first major trip this week. We drove to Fort Collins, Colorado, to visit my sister Lauren, her husband Justin and their 12-week-old daughter Sadie. Mikayla did so well in the car on the 14 hour drive; it was truly amazing. On the way up, she slept almost the whole time. She only woke up when we stopped for gas. She would eat; we'd change her; then she would fall back asleep. The way home was a little rougher. She cried because I think she was just tired of being in her car seat. Overall, though, she's a great road-trip companion!
While we were there, we drove up into the mountains. We went to Estes Park and the Rocky Mountain National Forest. We drove up a road that is closed 9 months out of the year due to bad weather. We went to the highest point on a paved road in the continental U.S. We were 12,183 feet above sea level. It was 32 degrees up there! We had to bundle Mikayla up really tight - she's never known temperatures that low!
Mikayla and Sadie had a lot of fun together. Sadie is all smiles right now, and Mikayla is still learning how to use her smile muscles. She is two months old now, so it shouldn't be much longer before she is all smiles, too!
Sadie and Mikayla are so different. Each of their temperaments is so much like La-La and I were when we were their age. Mikayla is a thinker- very contemplative. She looks like she is trying to figure everything out at once. Sadie is so happy just to be here. She likes being held, and she never sits still.
Fort Collins is such a wonderful town. If Adam and I were to ever move out of Texas, it would definitely be to Fort Collins. It makes it hard when my sister has a baby and I don't get to visit very often. It would be so awesome to live close and raise the girls together. Seeing them twice or three times a year just isn't enough.
While we were there, we drove up into the mountains. We went to Estes Park and the Rocky Mountain National Forest. We drove up a road that is closed 9 months out of the year due to bad weather. We went to the highest point on a paved road in the continental U.S. We were 12,183 feet above sea level. It was 32 degrees up there! We had to bundle Mikayla up really tight - she's never known temperatures that low!
Mikayla and Sadie had a lot of fun together. Sadie is all smiles right now, and Mikayla is still learning how to use her smile muscles. She is two months old now, so it shouldn't be much longer before she is all smiles, too!
Sadie and Mikayla are so different. Each of their temperaments is so much like La-La and I were when we were their age. Mikayla is a thinker- very contemplative. She looks like she is trying to figure everything out at once. Sadie is so happy just to be here. She likes being held, and she never sits still.
Fort Collins is such a wonderful town. If Adam and I were to ever move out of Texas, it would definitely be to Fort Collins. It makes it hard when my sister has a baby and I don't get to visit very often. It would be so awesome to live close and raise the girls together. Seeing them twice or three times a year just isn't enough.
Sunday, April 8, 2007
I AM a mommy!
Wow. That's all I really know to say about being a mom. I absolutely love my new job as a mommy! I love Mikayla more than I ever thought imaginable. All I want to do is to protect her and comfort her and make sure all her needs are met. I pray for her safety and her future every day. I thank God for bringing her to me. I cannot imagine life without her. Most of the time I think I need her more than she needs me. It is the most amazing experience of my life.
I wasn't due until April 8, but my doctor wanted to induce me early, because she thought Mikayla was getting too big. I went in on Tuesday night to be induced on Wednesday morning. I thought it would be an all-day ordeal, so I told my family not to come until around 9 on Wednesday morning.
I arrived at the hospital at midnight Tuesday night, and I was sent to a private birthing room. They gave me a gown to wear and gave me some medicine to help induce me. Thus began the most uncomfortable night's sleep ever. Not only was I as big as a house, I had to pee every 10 minutes. If you have ever tried to move around with a 10 pound bowling ball strapped to your belly, then you know how I felt.
The bed I was "sleeping" on had a hole in it with a bar across it. It was not a bed meant for sleeping, it was meant for birthing. I put the word sleeping in quotes because there was no sleeping. Adam slept (and snored) on the couch. Perfectly comfortable.
The nurse came in around 6:00 a.m. to start my pitocin. She was sticking drugs into my IV. Adam decided he would run home really quick to shower and change. I told him ok, just hurry. My doctor came in around 7, and wanted to break my water.
I wanted to wait for Adam to get back, but she thought she needed to do it then. It was horrific. It hurt so bad. I was alone; I was terrified; I was in excruciating pain. Tears were rolling down my face, "Breathe, Lindsey, Breathe, Relax." I was talking to myself by this point. Adam walked in, and he rushed to my side. He put his hand on my face, and told me to breathe and relax. I was so happy to see him. Water broken; water everywhere.
My doctor rushed out, and I asked Adam where my mom was. She was on her way. I had told her not to come yet, remember?
"When can I get my epidural?" was the next thing I was asking. It hurt so bad. I had one contraction on top of another. It was never-ending. The anesthesiologist came in, and gave me sweet relief.
As soon as the medicine got to me, Mikayla's heart beat dropped off the monitor. My blood pressure was really low. They couldn't find her heartbeat. I was so scared, I didn't know what to say or do. I was just watching everyone buzz around me. I just kept praying she would be safe and healthy. They used an internal monitor to find her heartbeat, and it was slowing down. The reassuring thump thump I had been listening to the past 7 hours was fading away.
"We have to get this baby out - now," my nurse said. That meant an emergency c-section. I was concerned about Adam being able to come with me. They gave him a pair of scrubs, and he followed as they wheeled me out. She went to get my doctor, and they whisked me away. I saw my mother-in-law Jane, my brother-in-law Ross and my mom and dad as I was being wheeled away.
I was so scared. I wanted to cry, but I kept telling myself to be strong. I was shaking uncontrollably from the medicine. They strapped me arms down to the gurney crucifixion-style. I was waiting for what seemed like an eternity for Adam to make it into the operating room. Finally, he came in and sat by my side. I just kept looking at Adam for reassurance, which he readily gave me.
Probably 10 people were in the room, all moving around in orderly chaos. They moved as quickly as possible, and Mikayla's head popped out. She was handed to a nurse, who took her to the heat table.
"Congratulations. You have a beautiful Baby Boy!"
"WHAT!?!"
"I'm sorry, I mean girl!!"
"Whew!" I thought. That nurse gave me another little scare. I had been told by so many people not to buy pink until she was born. Everyone had a cousin or an aunt who had been told it was a girl only to be a boy. I thought I was another one for a minute.
When I saw Mikayla for the first time, I couldn't help it any more, tears streamed down my face. I was so relieved, happy, thankful and just overwhelmed. I couldn't wait to hold her!
After what seemed like an eternity, the doctors and nurses finally were finished sewing and stapling me up. I got to carry Mikayla back to the birthing room. Finally, my baby girl was in my arms! I couldn't believe it! I loved her more than anything in the entire world, and I had just met her!
I wasn't due until April 8, but my doctor wanted to induce me early, because she thought Mikayla was getting too big. I went in on Tuesday night to be induced on Wednesday morning. I thought it would be an all-day ordeal, so I told my family not to come until around 9 on Wednesday morning.
I arrived at the hospital at midnight Tuesday night, and I was sent to a private birthing room. They gave me a gown to wear and gave me some medicine to help induce me. Thus began the most uncomfortable night's sleep ever. Not only was I as big as a house, I had to pee every 10 minutes. If you have ever tried to move around with a 10 pound bowling ball strapped to your belly, then you know how I felt.
The bed I was "sleeping" on had a hole in it with a bar across it. It was not a bed meant for sleeping, it was meant for birthing. I put the word sleeping in quotes because there was no sleeping. Adam slept (and snored) on the couch. Perfectly comfortable.
The nurse came in around 6:00 a.m. to start my pitocin. She was sticking drugs into my IV. Adam decided he would run home really quick to shower and change. I told him ok, just hurry. My doctor came in around 7, and wanted to break my water.
I wanted to wait for Adam to get back, but she thought she needed to do it then. It was horrific. It hurt so bad. I was alone; I was terrified; I was in excruciating pain. Tears were rolling down my face, "Breathe, Lindsey, Breathe, Relax." I was talking to myself by this point. Adam walked in, and he rushed to my side. He put his hand on my face, and told me to breathe and relax. I was so happy to see him. Water broken; water everywhere.
My doctor rushed out, and I asked Adam where my mom was. She was on her way. I had told her not to come yet, remember?
"When can I get my epidural?" was the next thing I was asking. It hurt so bad. I had one contraction on top of another. It was never-ending. The anesthesiologist came in, and gave me sweet relief.
As soon as the medicine got to me, Mikayla's heart beat dropped off the monitor. My blood pressure was really low. They couldn't find her heartbeat. I was so scared, I didn't know what to say or do. I was just watching everyone buzz around me. I just kept praying she would be safe and healthy. They used an internal monitor to find her heartbeat, and it was slowing down. The reassuring thump thump I had been listening to the past 7 hours was fading away.
"We have to get this baby out - now," my nurse said. That meant an emergency c-section. I was concerned about Adam being able to come with me. They gave him a pair of scrubs, and he followed as they wheeled me out. She went to get my doctor, and they whisked me away. I saw my mother-in-law Jane, my brother-in-law Ross and my mom and dad as I was being wheeled away.
I was so scared. I wanted to cry, but I kept telling myself to be strong. I was shaking uncontrollably from the medicine. They strapped me arms down to the gurney crucifixion-style. I was waiting for what seemed like an eternity for Adam to make it into the operating room. Finally, he came in and sat by my side. I just kept looking at Adam for reassurance, which he readily gave me.
Probably 10 people were in the room, all moving around in orderly chaos. They moved as quickly as possible, and Mikayla's head popped out. She was handed to a nurse, who took her to the heat table.
"Congratulations. You have a beautiful Baby Boy!"
"WHAT!?!"
"I'm sorry, I mean girl!!"
"Whew!" I thought. That nurse gave me another little scare. I had been told by so many people not to buy pink until she was born. Everyone had a cousin or an aunt who had been told it was a girl only to be a boy. I thought I was another one for a minute.
When I saw Mikayla for the first time, I couldn't help it any more, tears streamed down my face. I was so relieved, happy, thankful and just overwhelmed. I couldn't wait to hold her!
After what seemed like an eternity, the doctors and nurses finally were finished sewing and stapling me up. I got to carry Mikayla back to the birthing room. Finally, my baby girl was in my arms! I couldn't believe it! I loved her more than anything in the entire world, and I had just met her!
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
I'm about to be a mommy!
In about five hours, I will be heading to Arlington Memorial Hospital. I am being induced into labor. My doctor thinks Mikayla is getting too big, so she wants to get her out! I can't believe that by this time tomorrow, I will be a mommy! The range of emotions I am feeling right now is unbelievable. I am excited, anxious, nervous, scared, elated and already exhausted! I am overwhelmed that I am about to bring into this world another life. A life that I will be charged with protecting, raising, teaching and directing on the path that God has chosen both for her and Adam and me. All your prayers, thoughts and kind words are appreciated. More to come....
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