Reflections of a CPA turned stay-at-home mom as I "journey toward heaven"

Remembering Micah’s Story: April 27, 2008

My son Micah has a special birth story. Unfortunately, as it unfolded, I had little time to record the details. So as I think back to “what we were doing this time last year,” I’m going to write it down before I forget. It’s hard to believe he is almost 11 months old!

One year ago this week, I was 27 weeks pregnant. Everything seemed to be going well. Just four weeks earlier on Thursday, March 27, we had our first ultrasound at 23 weeks, confirming that there was most certainly a baby inside and showing us clearly that the baby was a little boy!

I had no concerns about the pregnancy because my first pregnancy had been very typical and uncomplicated. My first labor lasted forever, so I wasn’t really even concerned about making it to the hospital 40 minutes away. We will have plenty of time, I kept telling my husband.

During the early morning hours of April 27, I woke every hour, and sometimes more often, with contractions. I hardly slept at all that night! It was a bit unnerving. But when I talked to the resident about it, I was told, “You will notice things happening earlier with your second pregnancy, especially Braxton Hicks contractions.” And a friend who has six kids wrote me: “I had Braxton Hicks contractions for a long time towards the end of my pregnancies. Especially the more babies I had!” So I chalked it up to second-pregnancy Braxton Hicks contractions.

There was still a part of me that questioned whether week 27 with baby #2 should feel like week 38 did with baby #1. Little did I know that this was the beginning of the end!

Mara-speak

I am always entertained by Mara’s bathtime conversation.

Mara had watched the Phillies game with Daddy on Saturday night. After the game while she was taking her bath, she announced proudly, “I got a homeRUN!”

“Did you get a homerun, or did the Phillies get a homerun?” I asked, just to clarify.

She thought for a minute. “I got a homerun with the Phillies!” That is a true fan.

She just adores the Phillies. So she continued: “I wish to take them [the Phillies] home, Mommy! And then you will pick them up and hug them!. . .  And Daddy will set them on the floor and play blocks. And build Tower of Babel!” Always, she builds the Tower of Babel with her blocks, despite the fact that I have, on numerous occasions, told her that building the Tower of Babel was bad.

Who knew that the Phillies liked to play blocks?

This was the first bath in which she calmly laid back to let me rinse her hair, without crying, trying to sit up, looking panicked. .  . So it was a rather pleasant moment, and I told her that I always like it when other people wash my hair. I do. That’s one of my favorite parts of getting my haircut. It feels relaxing.

“I will wash your hair, Mommy,” she promised with the sweetest smile. “Then I will put you in a towel and set you on the changing table!”

“But wouldn’t I be too big for the changing table? Wouldn’t I break it?”

“No,” she assured me.  “I will do it when you are a little girl. Then it will not break it!”

(Daniel commented afterwards, that there may be a bit of irony there. Someday Mara may be taller than me, and I may be this old shriveled 4′9″ woman (yes, that would be “shriveled”–I’m currently 5′1-3/8″) and Mara may very well be giving me my baths. . . thanks, honey!!!)

Grapes in Daniel’s Lunch

I make Daniel’s lunch every day, and I try to include one fruit and one vegetable. When Shoprite has grapes on sale for 99 cents/lb., Daniel has grapes every day that week! So frequently I am standing at the kitchen sink, pulling the “vine” out of the bag to wash the grapes. I can’t help noticing the difference between the plump, healthy, juicy grapes on the vine, and the sour withering grapes that have come off the vine and now lay at the bottom of the bag.

I’m not sure when this started, but every single time I see those withering grapes no longer connected to the vine, I think of one of my favorite chapters: John 15.

I am the true vine, and my Father is the vinedresser. Every branch in me that does not bear fruit he takes away, and every branch that does bear fruit he prunes, that it may bear more fruit. Already you are clean because of the word that I have spoken to you. Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me. I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing. If anyone does not abide in me he is thrown away like a branch and withers; and the branches are gathered, thrown into the fire, and burned. If you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you. By this my Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit and so prove to be my disciples. As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love. If you keep my commandments, you will abide in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and abide in his love. These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full.

Those withering grapes are a reminder of what I do not want to be: Living life my own way. Apart from God. Unable to bear fruit. Thrown away like a branch and withering. Thrown into the fire and burned.

I look at those withered grapes and ask myself, why do I choose this again and again?

God is the “true vine.” His design is that I should “abide in Him,” bearing fruit as I look to Him, learn who He is, trust His character, lean on Him through the “pruning,” and grow through those trials to be more like Him. Eventually my life’s “fruit” will demonstrate whether or not I am abiding in Him.

A few noteworthy contrasts:

  • Those who “abide in Him” bear much fruit. Apart from Him, we can do nothing.
  • God is glorified when we bear much fruit. Those who do not bear fruit are thrown into the fire and burned.
  • Bearing fruit demonstrates that we are truly followers of Christ. Not bearing fruit reveals that we are not following Him.
  • Obedience to God is motivated by our love for Him. Going our own way is proof that we are not “abiding in” and loving Him.

At the end of the passage, Christ says, “If you keep my commandments, you will abide in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and abide in his love. These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full.”

Christ desires to give us His joy and He desires that our joy would be “full.” In all of our “strivings,” is this not what we are seeking? Do we not search everywhere for that elusive thing that will make us happy, whether in the big decisions or our mundane dailyness? And Christ offers Joy, Fullness of Joy, if we will abide in Him . . .

Good reminders, from those withered grapes. I think that’s why God always sees fit to include a whole slew of them in the bottom of my bag!!!

Mobility

What can you expect when you have a potty-training two-year-old and a 10-month-old who has recently discovered the mobility a baby walker offers?

A 10-month-old making off with the toilet paper!

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Momma Said There Would Be Days Like This

It was one of those days.

It rained all day.

The dogs hate going outside to do their business in the rain, so they always take forever not going, while standing outside in the rain. Then they come back inside and shake wet dog all over the house before I can get them dry.

My daughter wet her clothes and shoes while sitting on potty. My son had at least 3 substantial poopy diapers in the morning alone. How is that possible?!

My husband works till 8 p.m. on Wednesdays, so Wednesdays are long days for us at home. We clearly weren’t going outside to play (in the cold rain), so in the afternoon, I thought we might dye Easter eggs for a fun activity. –Three hours later, my daughter’s clothes and the upholstered seat of our kitchen chair were dyed purple, with the eggs still waiting. In her excitment, she had started dancing on the chair and fell onto the floor, pulling the glass full of purple dye down on top of her.

My 10-month-old was once again screaming as I wiped the dye off the walls and the floor.

Why is Micah crying?” I wondered out loud, not really expecting anyone to answer.

But my two-year-old instantly piped up: “Because his mother is diving him DAZ-y [driving him crazy]!”

“His mother”?!?! This is how my two-year-old refers to me!!!

I don’t even think she understood what she was saying. But her remark provided the laugh we both needed today!

There was a twinge of pain though, as I reflected on the truth her comment could hold throughout Mara and Micah’s childhood. There was certainly the potential for me to drive them both crazy, especially on days like today, if I’m not allowing God’s spirit to control my thoughts, my words, and actions.

I pray God will give me grace to see His hand in each detail of my life and strength to grow in Christlikeness, no matter what He brings.

When You Find a Good Cinnamon-Roll Recipe . . .

. . . there is no need to ever experiment with another recipe again! I found these one year when I had a Better Homes & Gardens subscription.

These cinnamon rolls are perfect in every way! The texture of the roll itself is perfect. (I even goofed one time and made them without the eggs.–I was afraid I had ruined them, but they were more “bready,” and we almost liked those better!) The cinnamon and sugar filling is beyond amazing!! and the cream cheese frosting–wow, I think if there were no roll, I would still make the frosting!! It is to-die-for!!

Anyway! We’ll be making these on Easter morning!

Makes: 12

Prep: 25 minutes
Rise: 20 minutes
Bake: 20 minutes
Crowd-Pleaser Cinnamon Rolls

Ingredients

  • 4 to 4-1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 package fast-rising active dry yeast
  • 2/3 cup milk
  • 2/3 cup water
  • 1/2 cup sugar
  • 1/2 cup cooking oil
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 2 egg yolks
  • 1/4 cup butter or margarine, softened
  • 1/3 cup sugar
  • 4 teaspoons ground cinnamon
  • Cream Cheese Icing (see recipe below)

Directions

1. In a large mixing bowl, combine 2 cups flour and yeast. In small saucepan, combine milk, water, the 1/2 cup sugar, oil, and salt. Heat; stir over medium heat till just warm (120 degree F to 130 degree F).

2. Add milk mixture and egg yolks to dry mixture. Beat with an electric mixer on low to medium speed for 30 seconds, scraping sides of bowl often. Beat on high speed for 3 minutes. Using a wooden spoon, stir in as much of the remaining flour as you can.

3. Turn dough out onto a floured surface. Knead in enough remaining flour to make a moderately soft dough that’s smooth and elastic (3 to 5 minutes). Cover and let rest 10 minutes.

4. Roll out dough to form a 14×12-inch rectangle. Spread with softened butter or margarine. Sprinkle with a mixture of 1/3 cup sugar and cinnamon.

5. Roll up, jelly-roll style, starting from long side. Seal seam. Slice into 12 pieces. Place in greased 13×9x2-inch baking pan. Cover; let rise in warm place till nearly doubled (20 minutes).

6. Bake in a 375 degree F oven for 20 minutes or until golden. Cool slightly; remove from pan. Frost warm rolls with Cream Cheese Icing. Serve rolls warm or cool on a wire rack. Makes 12 rolls.

Cream Cheese Icing: In a medium mixing bowl, beat one 3-oz. package cream cheese, softened; 3 tablespoons butter or margarine, softened; and 1/2 teaspoon vanilla until light and fluffy. Beat in 1 tablespoon milk. Gradually add 1-1/2 cups sifted powdered sugar until icing is spreading consistency.

Nutrition Facts

  • Servings Per Recipe 12
  • Calories 427,
  • Total Fat (g) 20,
  • Cholesterol (mg) 62,
  • Sodium (mg) 188,
  • Carbohydrate (g) 58,
  • Percent Daily Values are based on a 2,000 calorie diet

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Mara: On Busy-ness and Clues

Me, thinking out loud: Mara, Mommy is sooo busy.

Mara, mimicking me: Mara is soo busy!

Mommy, laughing: Mara!– you don’t have a clue.

Mara, insistent: I not ‘not have a clue.’

Then (confirming what I just said) Mara added emphatically: I have a red clue! I have a red clue on my socks!

Me, seeing Mara’s socks: Hearts, Mara. Those are hearts.

JPEG of the Week

One of my favorite bloggers Octamom posts a “JPEG of the week” every Saturday. So this post is taken from that idea!

Here’s Mara enjoying her first “peep” of the Easter season!peeps

And here’s Micah all dressed up for the “cousins” picture with one-week-old baby Sophia!  (More pics of baby Sophia to come!)

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Random Familyness

Today Mara saw her first rainbow! It was a gorgeous double rainbow, and you could almost see the entire semi-circle! We talked about Noah and the flood, and more importantly, the promises of God!

Today was also Micah’s last Synagis shot. He weighed 19 lbs., 3 0zs., and he will be 10 months old tomorrow. He had to get 125 mg of Synagis, so the dr did one shot in each leg.  He had a fussy day. . . just cried no matter what. . .

The Gymboree hats I ordered on eBay for the kids came on yesterday. Mara loves her hat–she wanted to wear it all day–to the park, to the grocery store, around the house, on the potty! And finally a hat that fits Micah’s “super-size” head!! It is navy blue, with a green turtle on front–SOO cute! Size 12-24 months, but Daniel doesn’t think it will fit more than a month or so. . . As long as it lasts through our trip to Florida in May! I will buy him a toddler hat for the rest of the summer.

We blew bubbles. LOTS of bubbles. Mara screamed and squealed. And we met the neighbor boy Anthony. He is four. We gave him some bubbles too. And he screamed and squealed!

Then Mara saw the moon.

Daniel was holding her, and she stretched her little arms high over her head and, with the enthusiasm that only a child can muster, she said, “Iss too high! I can’t reach it! . . . Mommy, take me up! Less get the moon and take it inside!” She was motioning with huge gestures as if she were carrying the moon inside the house all by herself.

“And then we’ll bring it out–and throw it back up in the sky!!” she pretended to throw it back, and beamed a smile spectacular enough to go along with such an amazing feat.

And I reflected . . . I’m not sure, but I think that is what childlike faith is all about.