I could eat a horse!

Well another doctor visit yesterday - all is well. Her heartbeat is usually at 144-142 so this is good news. Also, her measurements checked out, she is growing and so am I! I gained another 2 pounds - usually this would be devastating, but I needed to. I have only gained 11 pounds for the entire pregnancy - granted I still have 6 weeks to go. So I will have two more 2 week appointments and on August 27th we will have our last ultrasound. They will be able to tell how big she is (she's Philip's kid okay - she's gonna be big! - praise God for C-sections!).
In other news - I am starving all of the time! I wake up hungry in the middle of the night, usually around 3pm. After I debate taking the trek downstairs to make some cereal or a sandwich I am usually back to sleep. But - last night, my hunger was so intense it kept me awake for 45 minutes. I tromped down the stairs on wobbly legs, sore from the round ligament disorder (don't ask!), and made myself a bowl of applesauce and a glass of water. What should one eat in the middle of the night? I am always contemplating the heartburn issue, so I had to choose something tummy friendly. Needless to say, after woofing down the applesauce, Winnie and I tucked ourselves back into bed (poor Phil was clueless to the whole event) and eventually fell back asleep after reading an article in Parents magazine. I remember this phase when I was pregnant with Marshall - towards the end, I have many sleep-interrupted nights - guess it's just God's way of preparing me for the months to come. However, I hope in those months, Phil is not oblivious! P.S. - He is a really good dad, he does get up in the middle of the night!

Girly things

I just had to post these because i am so proud of them. the burp cloths were plain left overs from marshall and the diaper bag was also marshall's. i didn't want to get rid of them, so we glamorized them and made them something for analie. i just love how it all turned out - my vision, meme's sewing! she's awesome.

Lookie, lookie

So, as promised, here are some photos for your viewing pleasure. We've used the same room decorations that Marshall had, but we've added some pink touches and a chandelier to girl it up. This precious one isn't even here yet and already has a closet full of clothes and shoes. We are so very blessed to have friends and family that just keep showering us with things.

Photos coming soon!

Ok - tonight I will photograph some special things to show you for Analie. I haven't been very faithful in posting photos, but I will work on it!

Moving on up....2 months left

Still visiting the good 'ole doc every two weeks - she said things are going great. She set in stone the delivery date - September 16, 2009 at 9am. I will have to arrive at the hospital at 7am, but hopefully my patience will be in tact?! I am feeling pretty good. This heat is unbearable, so I feel like a freakin' bear hibernating in the cold a/c all of the time. I hope my neighbors understand and don't think I am a hobbit? My appetite has changed AGAIN - lately I am just having a protien shake for breakfast, a banana at 10am and then I starve the rest of the day. Last night I ate 4 eggo waffles, then an hour and a half later, cooked scrambled eggs, and finished it all off with strawberry kiwi jello cup and a glass of milk. Wierd - I know, but it's what I wanted. I think the waffles had something to do with a puzzle on Wheel of Fortune - the answer was "Blueberry Pancakes with Maple Syrup".

I am planning on posting pics of her room and other things really soon - stay tuned!

Shine on

So ten more weeks until my precious beauty arrives. I can hardly stand it, but with much anticipation comes much anxiety. I am trying so hard to fight it – I don’t want to be controlled by a broken heart. I don’t want my joy for Analie to be blustered by the sores of losing Marshall. I started thinking yesterday in church (while I was supposed to be singing – ha) that it has been one year since I declared independence from depression. It may still seem sometimes like I am going through it, but one year ago on July 4, 2008 I woke up and decided I needed to take a step. That even if I only took one step a week, it was still making progress. I decided that I didn’t want to let satan slip into the crack in my broken heart and ruin what God has made me to be. Sure, it would be very easy to lay in bed all day, in the dark, dwelling on what has been ripped away from me, but the reality is what’s done is done. For one year, I have not been on antidepressant medication, nor sleeping pills. For one year I have been healing. Is this process over, for sure not! But it’s a process I will have to walk through my entire life – and despite the cards that have been dealt to me, it’s my choice how to handle this process. I could be ruined or I could shine – I choose to shine. My Marshall would want me to shine, and my Jesus has made me to shine. Like diamonds are formed, I, too, have been under the pressure of the earth, turning from coal and transforming into a bright and brilliant valuable trinket. Oh Lord, let me sparkle this day! Can I be a cushion cut please?