I have finally received all the fabric for the baby's bedding and am in the process of getting it sewn. I have finished the bumpers, and will be making a bed skirt, blanket, and probably some pillows. Well, let's say I am going to attempt to make all of this. I realize most people may have their nurseries completely set up by this point, but that's just not how we roll. The "nursery" still appears as an office/guitar room/guest bedroom. If she comes early, we'll just put some blankets in an empty guitar case for her I guess. Anyway, here's a sneak peek at the 2 main fabrics. . .
i am 30 (almost 31) weeks along. this fact tends to get me really excited (and giddy) and also really, really nervous (and freaked out).
i love hamburgers. as he reads this, my dad is finding this fact as shocking as i have found it. i, in fact, have never really loved a burger. i now love them so much that last week i ate one from a place called "fat mo's" and enjoyed it. yes, daddy, that's a fact.
this is what kev and i will be saying to you this weekend.
Yesterday was my sweet Mama's birthday. She is one of the most selfless, godliest, sweetest, prettiest ladies you'll ever come across. If you don't know her, you should find a way to meet her because your life would be blessed by her. In honor of her birthday on the 7th, here are 7 things about Mama Linda that I love...
1. She is more talented and creative than I'll ever be. Her paintings and portraits are amazing! Because of this, I have learned from and been inspired by her to be as creative as I can be doing the things I love to do.
2. She makes delightful dinner rolls, cinnamon rolls, and calzone, among other things.
3. My niece Macy is absolutely crazy about her Nina, and I can't wait to see my little girl interact with her Nina. Mom is an amazingly fun and loving grandmother.
4. She wrote me a note on the napkin in my lunch almost everyday from kindergarten until I graduated high school. She also would cut my sandwiches into fun shapes, like hearts.
5. When her parents were both sick with Alzheimer's at the same time, she took care of them like no one I have seen before. She was completely selfless, moving them to Abilene and making their lives as comfortable as possible in their last days. I don't know how she did it with such grace, but I am so glad I got to witness it.
6. She is so fun and is cute as a button. Sometimes she talks in fun accents. (I used to loooooove for her to read stories about the Brer Rabbit in her country voice.) She calls me Susie a lot, and I especially love it when she calls me "Susie-la-toosie." I love when she laughs so hard that she cries and her laugh gets kind of squeally.
7. She loves the Lord, and is a perfect example for me of how to be a godly wife and mother. She is up way before anyone should be, and I know a lot of that time is spent trying to better her relationship with the Father. I know she consistently prays for her family, and for that I am grateful.
And, bonus #8. She often tells me I'm her favorite child. (Don't worry, Mama. I don't think Paul and Matt read this thing...it's our little secret.)
I love you, Mama! Hope your birthday was wonderful and that y'all didn't have too much fun last night at Szechuan without me!!
Apparently, being a pregnant girl means that I am waiting for many things other than just a sweet baby. People keep telling me to "just wait." I don't feel that I am being overly impatient in regard to the things to which they are referring...but still, I am told to wait. Unfortunately, I most often hear this phrase in response to the negatives of motherhood and raising babies. "You think you aren't sleeping now? Just wait." "Not a lot of extra money? Just wait until you have to buy diapers every week." "Feeling a bit uncomfortable nearing the 30th week? Just wait until your 39th week." I am learning to filter the comments and advice I am (lovingly, I'm sure) given on a daily basis.
But, of course, not all are negative. These are the pieces I cling to and treasure, because they are, after all...rare.
Yesterday, Kevan and I sat behind a family at church who had 7 kids, all under the age of 8 or 9. The youngest two were twin baby girls, and the next to youngest was a 3 or 4 year old boy in a wheelchair. The mother introduced herself to me and showed interest in my growing belly. I told her this was my first and that I was absolutely in awe of her. She could have told me about how hard it was to feed her son through a feeding tube soon after she got settled in her seat only to most likely do it again before she left church. She could have chosen to tell me about how she was annoyed when she had to miss three-fourths of the service to go and nurse her babies. She could have told me to wait for when I wanted some time to myself and couldn't have it because of the kids. Instead, she simply said, "It is so wonderful. You are going to love it." Then, she offered her assistance in any way by telling me I could call her anytime if I needed anything. As if she weren't selfless enough caring for her 7 young children, she wanted to give some of her self to me. I think I am getting off topic (I REALLY liked this lady), but I say all that to say this... her comment was a breath of fresh air, a little gift in my day, a reminder that no matter what may come, waiting joyfully is always better than the alternative.
Well, my favorite holiday has come and gone. Every year, I think I am sure to go into depression on December 26th, but I always seem to make it through. It made it easier this year to be home in Texas as "A Christmas Story" marathon ended, the Christmas lights burned out, and the continuous Christmas music on all "mix", Delilah-worthy radio stations turned back into the usual Journey and Michael Bolton.
I had a great break, and here are (maybe too many) pictures proving why:
We stopped in Jackson on the way to Texas.
Kevan's Grandma Albright... she has only grandsons and great-grandsons. She is excited about the great-grandDAUGHTER!
Some of the previously-mentioned great-granddaughter's first Christmas presents.
Christmas in Abilene!
getting a little crowded...
We got Macy some way-cool kicks. I think she liked them, but as she opened them, she did say, "Where's the toy part?" :)
Look familiar? (See xmas tree post below.) Matt and Nikki found and gave me an ornament like our first one that we lost! Such a great and completely thoughtful gift!
Bumps are the new black.
Oh, Zoey. We all spent plenty of time staring at and cuddling the cutie.
Our baby girl also got lots of hugs and kisses from her cousins.
Szechuan has always been a favorite for my family, but it has been closed for a couple of years. The doors of their new building re-opened on Thursday, so of course, we went that day. They even gave us the "party room." Thanks, Szechuan!
Mom made her amazingly amazing cinnamon rolls, with Macy's help. I meant to take a picture of the finished product, but somehow I was distracted when they came out of the oven.
Some of my most favorite girls in the world....
my mama and nieces.
Back in Nashville, we celebrated New Year's Eve with the Albrights at the Music City Bowl game. My prediction was FSU 28-Kentucky 27. Kev's prediction was Kentucky 35-FSU some score that was less. It ended up Kentucky 35- FSU 28, so Kev and I were both right, in a way. I told him that is why we are married.
Here is my oh, so easy on the eyes husband on New Year's day eating his black-eyed peas and contemplating what (and who!) 2008 will bring.
2008 already brought us a new stroller and car seat thanks to Kevan's parents!! Thanks, Steve and Janice! Of course, I let Lola try it out first. I think we all know her attention-filled days are nearing their end.
If you're still reading, you are either related to me, or, well, I'm not sure.
Guess it is time to face reality and take the tree down...