So everyone always asks me, "who do people say Matilda looks like" to which I say, "Michael" and they respond, "ok that's what I was going to say too."
Well my friends, my sweet girl sure does resemble her sweet dad but this week I was going through boxes of stuff (a lot of junk I had accumulated over the last 27 years) and I found a picture that proves that my babe looks more like me than you may see at first glance, see for yourself! (I was 2 months in this picture and Matilda is also 2 months in her picture)
January 30, 2013
January 22, 2013
Deliverance
Deliver me from all of the sadness
Deliver me from all of the madness
Deliver me, courage to guide me
Deliver me, your strength inside me
All of my life I've been in hiding
Wishing there was someone just like you
Now that you're here, now that I've found you
I know that you're the one to pull me through
Deliver me
Deliver me
Deliver me
Jesus Jesus how I trust you
How I've proved you over and o'er
Jesus Jesus
Precious Jesus
Deliver me
Years ago my friend and I planned and lead a worship night on the theme/topic of lament and this was one of the songs we learnt for that night.
Many times I have found myself working through struggle and grief while sitting at my piano, singing and playing this song, and today yet again.
Jesus answered a prayer for deliverance today. Not through earthly healing as we would have chosen, but through another more eternal deliverance.
Today heaven embraced a new, beautiful, cancer-free angel, and her name is Audrey.
Deliver me from all of the madness
Deliver me, courage to guide me
Deliver me, your strength inside me
All of my life I've been in hiding
Wishing there was someone just like you
Now that you're here, now that I've found you
I know that you're the one to pull me through
Deliver me
Deliver me
Deliver me
Jesus Jesus how I trust you
How I've proved you over and o'er
Jesus Jesus
Precious Jesus
Deliver me
Years ago my friend and I planned and lead a worship night on the theme/topic of lament and this was one of the songs we learnt for that night.
Many times I have found myself working through struggle and grief while sitting at my piano, singing and playing this song, and today yet again.
Jesus answered a prayer for deliverance today. Not through earthly healing as we would have chosen, but through another more eternal deliverance.
Today heaven embraced a new, beautiful, cancer-free angel, and her name is Audrey.
January 11, 2013
Signs of a new Mom
I have now been a mom for 8 weeks. EIGHT WEEKS! things are going well over here, we are getting some sleep, drinking lots of coffee and getting to know Matilda's sweet personality.
I was thinking today of all the ways my "normal" has changed and was laughing to myself as I was thinking of some of the things that act as clear evidence that I'm a new mom. So I decided to blog about it.
The first way would actually be the fact that I am writing this post on my iPhone while holding my sweet sleeping baby and bouncing on my exercise ball.
Other ways you can tell I'm a new mom:
Getting dressed for the day now means changing out of the pyjama pants I slept in and putting on new pyjama pants for the day.
The day's success is measured in hours of sleep and amount of poop. (Hers not mine, although after you have a c-section it takes the body awhile to get back to normal so you do celebrate your own bathroom victories - maybe that is TMI? Haha)
Time to myself now consists of going to the bathroom in peace, doing a quick washing of all the bottles and maybe a game of scrabble on my phone (I'm getting pretty good!)
If I want to drink my coffee hot it needs to be in a travel mug because it never fails that as soon as I take the first sip Matilda wakes up and I have yet to master the drinking of hot liquids and holding her simultaneously.
I consider lunch successful if I have eaten by 3pm.
My phone is now full of pictures of Matilda instead of my cats. Not a bad thing!
My hair is going grey. And every time I tell someone they say "ya right" and then they look at my head and say, "oh ya!!" I'm considering just chopping it off into the short spikey silver "do" that women seem to do when embracing their grey. Oy.
I tape shows like Dr Phil to watch during the day when nothing is on (I like having the TV on in the background, makes me feel less like I'm home alone). I also can tell you the best show to watch at most hours of the day, except for 11am, that time slot is hopeless, perfect time to pull out a book!
These things and many more are the signs of a new mom - a role I am loving. I am so thankful for my new normal and for the sweetest little girl to call my own.
I was thinking today of all the ways my "normal" has changed and was laughing to myself as I was thinking of some of the things that act as clear evidence that I'm a new mom. So I decided to blog about it.
The first way would actually be the fact that I am writing this post on my iPhone while holding my sweet sleeping baby and bouncing on my exercise ball.
Other ways you can tell I'm a new mom:
Getting dressed for the day now means changing out of the pyjama pants I slept in and putting on new pyjama pants for the day.
which pjs should I wear today... |
napping in her swing |
bottles washed and unwashed |
starbucks blonde roast brewed and poured into my travel mug |
My phone is now full of pictures of Matilda instead of my cats. Not a bad thing!
just smiling at her dad |
some shampoo lovingly given to me by my sister, note the purpose: "for blonde, highlighted, and silver hair." :) |
just imparting wisdom onto the nation. nbd (or no big deal, that's slang my sister uses) |
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