We Are Ready...I think...maybe...

I used drawer knobs that match the pink depression glass accents I used in the room that were my Mimmie's to hang the letters.

See the pink glass plates on the wall and pink glass on the shelf?


Make sure you click on this one to enlarge it. Sweet Kim made this for us, can you read the verses?



I think we are ready for this lady to arrive! The room is finished, the clothes and every other possible baby-might-come-in-contact-with-piece-of-fabric have been washed in glorious smelling Dreft, the bags are ready, the beds are ready, every drawer and closet has been reorganized, the furniture has been moved, the pack-n-play is in our room, the house is clean, the yard is done, the meals are cooked, the car seat is in the van...what else?

My Granny says she is coming today because there is a full moon. That farmin' woman might just be right. She has kind of done this more than me, and has been right with her own kids. Man, I might need to take a shower and actually do my hair. Is it ok to sleep in make-up? This is also my Aunt Bee. The source of Makenna's hair color, for all of you who always ask. Now you know.


This amazing man wants her to come on his 80th birthday, which is next Monday. He is holding out and praying daily for it. What an honor that would be for us. We adore this couple and want to be like them when we grow up.


Oh, Makenna has strep, so I guess she is not ready. Nor would anyone else who might come down with it over the next few days be ready. I am praying Tracen does not get it and that I don't get it. I get strep once a year, and I have not this year, so why don't we all pray for that to go away without infecting anyone else?

All my helpers keep going out of town, so if I call you in the middle of the night and you just kind of know us, will you come and watch my kids so we can go to the hospital? Thank you.

Here is the 37 week picture. Waiting for the swelling of hands, face, and body to go down was really just not going to happen. I might take one more next week if I keep going and going.


I have really tried to enjoy these last days of being pregnant since it will probably be my last time. She is so wiggly and crazy and I love it! Some days I think it might be happening, but then when I rest it gets better. Some days I only have a few contractions, which is nuts since I've been having them for weeks. I am so thankful she is still growing in there and not out here. I am ready sometimes, and then I am not. I have much drama getting children out of me, and I have moments of complete panic about it that rise to the surface when I least expect them to. Each night I lay down and think, "Ok, maybe another day would be good, God?!" The puffy feet are getting downright intolerable, and you might just see me in the same clothes quite often, but I will be sad when this is all over and I can't feel her inside of me. I am so grateful to all God has done in this pregnancy journey. I hate that we had to go through trying and trying, but I am also so appreciative. I understand so much more the struggle with infertility many of my friends have gone and are going through. I cry and pray from a place of truly "getting it" from my heart, because I do get it now. I would not trade that for anything. I think of one of my friends daily, crying out for God to open her womb and bless her with the child she longs for. Others have become pregnant over the last year, and I rejoice with them. I have no idea what God has in store for us. Sometimes I want to hide and not ask Him. Sometimes I want to demand wonderfulness, as if I deserve it or something. In all the worries and fears and hopes, I still have peace in him and his plans. I love Jeremiah 29:11-13. This is from The Message, which I don't use to study out of, but love how it just says it when you need to hear it.

I know what I'm doing, I have it all planned out-plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for. When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I'll listen. When you come looking for me, you'll find me.

I'm calling, praying, and looking, God.