Saturday, March 27, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
eternally minded
These were among the many words from excited family members I found comforting on the eve of our baby's arrival.
"Whitney is being induced tomorrow and it's made me think: somewhere today a son and Father and Mother are starting their final day together. They're in the kitchen, each enjoying their favorite bowl of cereal, talking about life together; experiences come up that make them laugh -- really laugh. At lunchtime our ancestors come over to the house. They serve taco salad because Mary's there. More funny, funny stories are shared by members of the Jordan family. Talk about laughter! After lunch they move into the family room. There, the tone turns serious as Blake gets a history lesson about the name he will be given in mortality. The history unfolds from the beginning to the present. It's powerful. There's been heartache, fear, loneliness and everything in between. But there's also been joy, covenants, faithfulness, determination, commitment and courage. Time passes quickly and it's time to go. They file past him one by one, "You're special, Blake." "We love you, Blake." "We're proud of you, Blake." "Don't blow it, Blake" "Kick that damn dog for me, Blake" (that's grandpa Jones).
Left alone is Father, Mother and son. They sit down on the couch in the living room and listen to Theodor Seuss Gisel read, "Oh, The Places You'll Go". They giggle again, knowing that some of it's true. They knows it's 5:30pm on earth in Utah and Blake needs to pack his bags. Our Father in heaven sleeps on the bottom bunk tonight, and He and Blake talk into the night. Tomorrow's a big day. We better get some sleep. There is peace and joy.
As Blake is born tomorrow, still ringing in his ears will be the final words God, the Father told him. Evan and Whitney, too, will hear the message as Blake enters mortality. It will be unspoken, but loud and clear and unmistaken. It is the instant that heaven and earth become one.
He will bring with him peace and joy (and some popsicles from Great Grandpa Jordan)."
Evan's father put these thoughts together and it's made me think of the time we all spent with Heavenly Father and Mother before we made our earthly appearance. It's comforting to think that our little one was so loved before he came to us and that there are so many people here who already love him without even knowing him. It's also comforting to know that even though our baby won't come with a handbook, we can ask his heavenly parents, who know him so well, for help when we don't have a clue what to do.
"Whitney is being induced tomorrow and it's made me think: somewhere today a son and Father and Mother are starting their final day together. They're in the kitchen, each enjoying their favorite bowl of cereal, talking about life together; experiences come up that make them laugh -- really laugh. At lunchtime our ancestors come over to the house. They serve taco salad because Mary's there. More funny, funny stories are shared by members of the Jordan family. Talk about laughter! After lunch they move into the family room. There, the tone turns serious as Blake gets a history lesson about the name he will be given in mortality. The history unfolds from the beginning to the present. It's powerful. There's been heartache, fear, loneliness and everything in between. But there's also been joy, covenants, faithfulness, determination, commitment and courage. Time passes quickly and it's time to go. They file past him one by one, "You're special, Blake." "We love you, Blake." "We're proud of you, Blake." "Don't blow it, Blake" "Kick that damn dog for me, Blake" (that's grandpa Jones).
Left alone is Father, Mother and son. They sit down on the couch in the living room and listen to Theodor Seuss Gisel read, "Oh, The Places You'll Go". They giggle again, knowing that some of it's true. They knows it's 5:30pm on earth in Utah and Blake needs to pack his bags. Our Father in heaven sleeps on the bottom bunk tonight, and He and Blake talk into the night. Tomorrow's a big day. We better get some sleep. There is peace and joy.
As Blake is born tomorrow, still ringing in his ears will be the final words God, the Father told him. Evan and Whitney, too, will hear the message as Blake enters mortality. It will be unspoken, but loud and clear and unmistaken. It is the instant that heaven and earth become one.
He will bring with him peace and joy (and some popsicles from Great Grandpa Jordan)."
Evan's father put these thoughts together and it's made me think of the time we all spent with Heavenly Father and Mother before we made our earthly appearance. It's comforting to think that our little one was so loved before he came to us and that there are so many people here who already love him without even knowing him. It's also comforting to know that even though our baby won't come with a handbook, we can ask his heavenly parents, who know him so well, for help when we don't have a clue what to do.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
blessings
39 weeks...and still working. I'll be honest, I haven't complained much through out this entire pregnancy. I really haven't had any reason to complain. First trimester nausea wasn't terrible. It wasn't fun, but it wasn't a nightmare. (Well throwing up cold milk that hadn't been in my body long enough to warm up was interesting.) Second trimester brought a surge of energy. But now as I approach D-day, I'm really starting to feel it. My back hurts, my legs hurt, my face has decided it's back in high school and I have a lovely array of pimples. And the tears flow nightly as I struggle to get my substitute plans in order. I can't even wrap my brain around the fact that Evan will be leaving at the end of this month AND that I will have to go back to work in May. Wow just typing it out makes me want to scream about how unfair life is. But I can't do that. Because life hasn't been unfair to me. In fact, it seems I've been blessed more in the last 9 months than in my entire life. Here are a few examples:
1) I actually got a teaching job at a time when there are not any teaching jobs to spare.
2) I teach at a really great school.
3)I think my job has kept me from gaining unnecessary weight during my pregnancy. I stand for about 6 hours a day.
4)I don't think I could have a desk job. It is so uncomfortable to sit for long periods of time. I have to lay down or stand to be comfortable.
5) Evan recently got a job in New York...yea East Coast! (yikes, I'm going to live in NY!)
6)I have so many friends and family members who are so excited for the arrival of our baby. I can't imagine if people weren't excited!
7)Despite not having insurance prior to my job, Evan and I have been relatively healthy.
8) I get to be a mom. I've always wanted to be a mother, and now I get to have that opportunity.
I know there are many more blessings I've received. Those are just the ones that circle through my mind each day.
So I can push through these last few days (hopefully it's days) and do what I have to do for my family. I probably won't do it all with a smile (remember the nightly tears?), but I'll do it. Because I've been blessed.
1) I actually got a teaching job at a time when there are not any teaching jobs to spare.
2) I teach at a really great school.
3)I think my job has kept me from gaining unnecessary weight during my pregnancy. I stand for about 6 hours a day.
4)I don't think I could have a desk job. It is so uncomfortable to sit for long periods of time. I have to lay down or stand to be comfortable.
5) Evan recently got a job in New York...yea East Coast! (yikes, I'm going to live in NY!)
6)I have so many friends and family members who are so excited for the arrival of our baby. I can't imagine if people weren't excited!
7)Despite not having insurance prior to my job, Evan and I have been relatively healthy.
8) I get to be a mom. I've always wanted to be a mother, and now I get to have that opportunity.
I know there are many more blessings I've received. Those are just the ones that circle through my mind each day.
So I can push through these last few days (hopefully it's days) and do what I have to do for my family. I probably won't do it all with a smile (remember the nightly tears?), but I'll do it. Because I've been blessed.
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