He has a reputation...

"Daddy needs a bib today!"

"Why?"

"Cause...He has a new shirt on." said like it should be obvious.

Wordless Wednesday - C's General Store

The Big 4-0

Today my hubby turned 40 and I have to say, I think he looks awesome for 40. He still has all of his hair and none of it is grey…or at least not enough for me to notice. For his birthday, I thought I would list a few things that I love about him.

I love his smile. It's my first heart-skip-a-beat memory of him...waiting in the doorway of my parents house on our first date...grinning away. He has a smile and laughter that lights up his eyes, just like our daughter.

I love that he can cook and that he's a good cook. He actually does most of the cooking in our home and it's a rare and much appreciated occasion when I cook (I can serve a mean bowl of cereal). Now for my defense, he is finished work almost 3 hours ahead of me.

I love his sense of adventure. He has a desire to see every province in Canada as well as other countries. Before we take a trip, he researches that area to determine what are the most interesting things to see and do, jam-packing as many activities as possible into our trip.

I love his sensitivity to the Spirit of God. A sensitivity that will often move him to tears when he shares what God is speaking to him. It's a calming reassurance to me that this heart is open and all the things that I want him to do quickly pale in comparison to what God wants to do in him.

I love that he is an extrovert. He loves to talk and socialize and thrives in social gatherings. His confidence has rubbed off on me and drawn this introvert out of her shell.

I love that he is a father and spends time with our daughter...playing, praying, teaching, training and laughing with her.

Happy 40th Birthday! I love you.

Wordless Wednesday - Her Own Style

Welcome to Blogland

My friend, the Den Mother, has recently started blogging. She's a new mother to a beautiful baby boy who is not quite 2 months old. I've enjoyed reading her posts over the last few weeks, especially her Badges of Motherhood post. I'm sure most mothers can relate to most, if not all of these badges. So head on over to Notes Written by the Den Mother and wish her a warm welcome to blogland.

Wordless Wednesday - Cherry Season

Happy Birthday C!

Five years ago today, C made her entrance into this world...almost 6 weeks early. My due date was August 14th, but on June 30, at 33 1/2 weeks, I started to go into labour...I lost my plug and started leaking. I was suspicious that something was up, but when I looked these changes up in the pregnancy books, I found numerous suggestions that were normal pregnancy side effects (like bladder control). It wasn't until 4 days later at my midwife appointment that I found out I was 3-4cm dilated and leaking amniotic fluid. What I had thought were Braxton Hicks were real contractions. My midwife said..."We have to go to the hospital NOW".

I was put on bed rest in the maternity ward and given an IV to fight any infections that could be passed to the baby through the sac tear. The doctors said they would keep me here for up to 2 weeks (to reach 36 weeks). But C was not going to wait that long. Two and a half days later, at 2:20am, C made her entrance into this world. Weighing in at 6 pounds 10 1/2 ounces. No...that is not a typo and no...my dates were not wrong. She probably would have topped 10 pounds if I had gone full term. She was whisked away to the Special Care Nursery where they monitored her breathing (the pediatrician thought it was raspy) and other vitals. Here she spent 4 days sun tanning in an incubator (jaundice) and after 8 days we were allowed to bring our healthy baby home.

If I had to describe C in one word, it would be Precious. She can be feisty and strong willed (knows what she wants and is not afraid to tell you)...but she loves to hug and cuddle and will often tell people she thinks are special that she loves them. She has a smile and laughter that lights up a room and her questions and the way she views this world never ceases to amaze me. I love hearing her talk about Jesus and listening to her prayers as it shows me that children can be soul winners and prayer warriors too.

When C was a baby, I would often sing Jesus Loves the Little Children to her as I loved the line "they are precious in His sight". It made me realize that just as C was precious in my sight, we are precious in God's sight.

Happy Birthday C! I love you and I am so glad that God gave you to us. You are Precious.

Wordless Wednesday - Red Sails at Night