Are these cupcakes the cutest? I thought so too. I feel like the luckiest person to have a friend who makes cupcakes this cute and to have family who love me and our baby enough to throw us the sweetest baby shower.
The shower wasn’t a surprise but I was sworn off from helping in anyway which for once, was really nice. Usually I’m all up in things when our family tries to do something nice for us. Really I only did that once- for my bridal shower I wanted to know ALL the details but that was before I knew how nice it is to not get involved and just sit back and be blessed.
I felt especially blessed by these two women, the one who gave birth to my husband and the one who gave birth to me. I don’t think they had a baby shower when they were pregnant with us, my mom said they didn’t do things like that. They do so much for us both, so selfishly- for this shower both my mom and his stepped back to let my sister and Tom’s sisters run the show but even their version of stepping back meant organizing food and games and favors and decorations. I hope I’m a momma like them.
A whole day to give thanks and eat food is the best. Especially if you are pregnant. Especially if you are pregnant and your biggest food craving is turkey. Mmmmm turkey. Sweet turkey and stuffing and gravy and cranberry sauce and green beans and sweet potato casserole..
No joke, turkey has been my biggest pregnancy craving. I’ve tried cooking up turkey breast like my mom does but I didn’t realize a whole turkey breast is kind of expensive (at least at our grocery store) and kind of a lot of turkey. I bought two for just Tom and I and made a bunch of turkey paninis. In fact all I’ve ate for lunch for the past four months is turkey paninis.
But even with eating all that turkey I’ve dreamt about thanksgiving turkey for
This year Thanksgiving seemed so much sweeter because I am so grateful to be carrying our baby.
So grateful that I sometimes don’t know how God could be this good to us. But of course He is good to us, all of the time. In the beginning of my pregnancy I worried almost daily that I could lose this baby and sometimes in my darkest moments I still do. Prayer is what gets me through those moments, faith and trust that God is in control all of the time.
When our pastor recited 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 in his Thanksgiving message- Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus I really, really needed to hear it.
So this Thanksgiving I am thankful for turkey, oh gosh turkey and for our sweet growing baby and for a God who loves us- no matter what.
One two, baby!
So there we were, married for nine whole months.
We had just celebrated the fourth of July, went on an awesome trip to Cape Cod, were picking out new floors and paint colors for our house and one thing we were not doing- was thinking about having a baby.
You probably know where this is going.
One Friday, after work, I bought two pregnancy tests and took one. I really, really thought it would be negative. 2.8 seconds, there was one line then two.
I needed a minute. All I could think was how is this possible- how could God bless us with a baby just like that? Of course not thinking about having a baby sometimes leads to having a baby but for us- for us I always thought it would be harder, way more complicated to have a baby. I knew it was hard for some people. I really, really wanted to be pregnant some day and I have a tendency to overcomplicate everything so having a baby seemed complicated- and a long way off. With a lot of planning involved.
But there it was. A year sooner than Tom and I had thought, but perfect in God’s timing; a positive pregnancy test and a BABY.
Tom knew I was taking the test, he thought I was pregnant way before I did. All I did was complain about being dizzy and feeling nauseous for a week.
I said “hey, come look at this.”
He said “is it positive?”
I said “just come look at it.
He said ” that means it’s positive.”
Leave to my husband, Mr. Process of Elimination.
He finally came upstairs, stared at the pregnancy test, stared at me and asked if I had followed the directions. We read the directions out loud to be sure. He argued that two lines meant neg- oh wait, wow no they didn’t. He stared again, I hugged him.
Then, my sweet husband who has always wanted to be a father said, “I think I need to go downstairs and finish watching the Orioles game.” Which meant, “I need a minute”.
And I TOTALLY understood. That is just how surprised he was, how surprised we both were. God’s timing is way more perfect than ours and while the thought of our first baby coming before we planned was a lot to take in, it will always be the very BEST surprise.
It has been 117 days since we got that surprise. I’m now 22 weeks pregnant and we found out that our sweet baby is a boy. Just about everything has taken a back seat to one thing- being pregnant.
Pregnancy is fun! Actually, it’s harder than I thought but every day I think of our baby, I remember how lucky we are, how perfect God is and even if unexpected- the gift of a baby is always the best surprise.
Check out this little adorable bundle of baby love. She is my brand new niece Raelee and I could probably watch her sleep all day. And watch Tom hold her all day.
Camden just turned one.
Kee-ca: Kitty cat or anything fluffy with a tail
DaDa: Daddy, of course
Ut Ohh: Anything that happens that might be bad