Week Two

The baby fog is lifting...except for at 3am when it comes in low and thick. There is something terribly wrong about being awake at 3am. The world is a cold, dark place.

Anyway it is lifting. I'm almost certain life will return to normal someday.

Although I'm sure saying this will come back to bite me, as of right now little Mia would have to be considered a "good" baby. She hardly complains unless she is hungry or big sister is giving her too much lovin'. She really is just as sweet as sweet can be. I realize it's her Mother who is saying this but I'm pretty sure she REALLY is.

So I was going to give account of the happening surrounding Mia's early arrival but..well...I don't feel like it. Suffice to say, we are very thankful that our Doctor was extra cautious and delivered her early. Turns out my placenta was getting tired of doing it's job and my platelet levels were dropping, both signs of pre-eclampsia. When we talked to my doctor after the fact she said she just had a "feeling" that my pregnancy was going to turn out that way and that was why she ran so many additional tests on me. Me's thinking that "feeling" was put there by our Lord. Amen?

When Nathan was driving the kids home from the hospital Sunday night, he asked Lucas what his first thoughts were after meeting Mia. He responded, "Wow, that is a beautiful baby girl."

Here is a little snippet of what I do instead of the dishes, laundry, etc... (Forgive my baby talk -it sounds much cooler in person)




And Jilly making me laugh with her goofiness...



Following photos taken by Natalie Warr.

Week one

Little Mia is one week old today. We are "so much loving" (Jill) this sweet little bundle already.

Miss Mia Grace

4:55pm

January 11, 2009

7 lbs, 1 oz

20"long

so much sweetness

Nathan and I would like to thank everyone for all the kind messages you've sent us. We have much to be thankful for.

Someday I'll write more and recount the many recent blessings but I haven't figured out how to move the easy chair over to the computer and the chair I'm on now just ain't cuttin' it...TMI? ;o)

Baby Belly

My view...
In 8 weeks when I'm still in my pregnancy jeans, I shall look at this picture and take heart.

Peel Visit

and Lucas in a tree.




I'm all caught up on my pictures!!!! Yeppie skippie!

Christmas Break

One upside of this economic downturn was that Nathan had a mandatory 2 week break from work over the holidays. We probably could have used those days better in a couple weeks when baby comes but it sure was nice having him around undistracted by work. We spent most of the time at home with just our family. It was lovely. But to ward off cabin fever, we did make it up to Burbank for a day and a bit of the Burbank Bible Conference plus we had a visit from Andy and Jennie Whitaker, dinner with Joel and Kelly Pascoe and we went to the Warr's to ring in the New Year. Much to his delight, Lucas managed to stay up till midnight.

Why?

Three or four times a year my lovely decides to grow a goatee. Not sure why, but fine. And then comes the day that I complain loudly enough about it scratching my face. Instead of just shaving the thing off this is what he does.

Why? His name is not Earl (not that that is not a fine name) and as far as I know he never wanted to drive truck (not that that is not a fine profession) so why the need to do this? Thank goodness he eventually has to be seen by the outside world and finishes the job.

And why, with such growth, do I still think he is so cute?

BTW...the little pumpkin he's holding is sweet Ellie Peel