Last night Paul and I met for Thai food in Olympia (The Lemongrass is wonderful by the way). He was on his way back from and interview in Bellvue and I was just getting finished with my doctor's appointment. Paul and I talked about the transitions in our lives, how we felt about them, and where we felt God was taking us. We are at a turning point. We are really seeking God's direction. The thought of being in a new place, with a new baby is a little terrifying, but also a little exciting to me. I am constantly checking out the motivation for my feelings. Am I being selfish or am I letting God use this little family for his purpose? I guess in the meantime, we are having to be OK with not knowing what is around the corner for us, which might be the hardest part. At the end of our meal, God blessed us with a little encouragement. Smile.

Easter Dinner

There are baby cows being born down the road from us. This one was born right before we walked there, because he was still all wet! Ahem- now if another little baby would hurry it up we'd be very happy!

We got it!!!! the DSL, I mean. So look for pictures tonight. In the meantime, I am now close to four cm and 90% effaced, the doctor said the baby is pretty comfy right where he is, but she thinks I should deliver sometime this weekend, all I need are a few good contractions to get things started. So I'm going to ask Paul to walk me tonight and see if that helps. One of my favorite doctors (there are five in the practice I go to) is on call this weekend so I am keeping my fingers crossed.

I love this. Andee, who i've only actually met once, maybe, at Alysun's wedding is due with her second baby very soon.

Words I hate:

Yes, I know hate is a strong word, but aren't you allowed to be irked when you are pregnant? I'm normally a pretty optimistic person, really I am! Anyway, these are the words:

"The baby will come when he's ready." (imagine me saying this in a sing-songy, mocking voice)

OK-
1. I already know that.
2. It doesn't make me feel any better.
3. It really bothers me. It's like the culmination of all the really annoying things people have said to me throughout my whole pregnancy (which I am really good at ignoring by the way). If you've ever been pregnant, do you ever feel like people are more obsessed with you pregnancy than you are? Good grief people, let it go.

Thanks for letting me vent, blogosphere.

Coming soon: Pictures from Easter! My family (mostly my brother) made Middle Eastern food and it was delicious. Some of Paul's fam came up too and they brought us the cutest crib mobile that plays rainforest sounds (get it? they're from Costa Rica?) Also, the church was PACKED, which always makes me happy. Our church did an evangelistic play this year. I am waiting to post the pictures until we get our DSL, just cuz I wanna try it out. We should get it tomorrow.

Love and Blessings!