Inconceivable

I’ve learned many a lesson in the midst of all my child-bearing/inability to bear children.  I WANT CONTROL.  I want control so bad my mind reaches a state of utter chaos when I perceive that I am out of control.  Because I know, in some far reach of my brain that I am not in control.  I know that, every God fearing believer knows that.  But I don’t live that.  Not hardly.

This is none so clear as in my life with children.  When I was fairly uninterested in having children and taking precautions against pregnancy, I conceived a beautiful baby girl.  My response was terror.  This wasn’t my plan.  This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen.

Two years later, my hearts desire was to conceive another child.  It didn’t happen, after months and years it didn’t happen.  Again I responded with terror.  This wasn’t MY plan, This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen.

So I changed MY plans, we would adopt.  We went through the whole messy business and right there, I get pregnant.  Terror, this wasn’t my plan, this wasn’t supposed to happen.

I have given up planning but I still want some control and God is prying my fingers from that need one finger at a time.

Because I have conceived again, and well, I’m responding with a bit of terror.  This wasn’t my plan.  This wasn’t supposed to happen.  But I rejoice that despite my lack of faith and trust God continues to bless us.

“Inconceivable!”

“You keep using that word.  I do not think it means what you think it means.”

No matter how I fight it, it’s happening!

Meet Davies baby #3, coming Feb. 2010.

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Wax Philosophical

Emma has been listening to the soundtrack of “Wicked” quite a bit lately.  We were fortunate enough to get to go see the show a little while back.  Emma loved it!  In the car today we were listening to the song, “Thank Goodness.”  In it the lyrics say, “Happy is what happens when all your dreams come true.”  From the back seat Emma pipes up, “that’s not true Mommy.”  Oh, really, why do you say that?  “Because all my dreams haven’t come true and I’m still happy.”  True contentment spoken of so simply.  She proceeded to ask me why the girl in the song said that and we had a long discussion about contentment, in which I learned a lot about what I believe and know and yet rarely live out.  Hmmm….

Awarded

The last week of school Emma earned an award for achievement throughout the year.  We couldn’t be more proud.  IMG_1277

Recital

WAAAY back in May Emma had her first piano recital.  I was more nervous than she was.  She did wonderful and is enjoying piano more and more.  Even better is that she wants to carry on learning and values the experience as well.

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Behind

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Beautiful, inside and out

Parenting has by far been the most rewarding, most insanity inducing experience I could have ever hoped for.  I question my ability daily.  And with the world pulling in one direction and me pulling in the other, I imagine being a child is rather difficult too.  I often forget to think about Emma’s side of things, to take her personality and short life experience into consideration.  I just want to do “it” “right.”  Whatever that means.  I’ve been reminded recently that I need to spend less time reading parenting books and fretting (although I do find many parenting books quite helpful) and more time on my knees praying.  As much control as I think I have or want to have it just isn’t so.  And the only way to impart wisdom and truth to my child is to be soaked in it myself.  Oh, my dear sweet girls.  I hope that they are able to become “healthy” adults despite my shortcomings.

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Emma’s Technicolor Dream Quilt

I started quilting while pregnant with Emma.  David’s mother Susan helped me get started and has always been a huge support.  Or as David says, she’s my enabler. 🙂  Emma has watched me sew countless quilt projects and for a long time has asked when she could learn to quilt and be a part of the fun.  So, a couple weekends ago while visiting David’s parents Susan and I helped Emma complete her first quilt top.  Next time we will quilt it.  I think she did an excellent job.

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