Friday, November 20, 2009

pajama mama

It's pajama day here in the Mommyhood this morning. Lucy and I are still in our pjs, and I'm not planning on changing that anytime soon! Even Murry the dog is in his pjs. After a long week it's nice to have a laid back morning. Last Friday was surgery to remove the gallbladder that has caused me an intense amount of pain since my 7th month of pregnancy. So this week has been tiring with both chores and surgery recovery.

I am again highly impressed with the amazing ability of the human body to heal itself. Although it's been tiring, my body feels almost 100% better just one week post-op.

This weekend holds the busyness of gathering all the remaining list items for Thanksgiving and beginning my plan of attack to cook this meal. Since Hubs and I live so far away from the rest of our extended family, we have built our own Thanksgiving traditions here at home. We open our table every year to students and others in our community who are also too far away to share the holidays with their families. This year we will have nine around our table. Time to buy the big bird! Thanksgiving will once again be a memorable and special time.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

dust, diapers, and dishes

I entered the Mommyhood on September 8, 2009 at 4:53pm. Little Lucy was 6lb 7oz of beautiful perfection. After a difficult pregnancy fraught with 24 hour morning sickness, gallbladder attacks, and exhaustion, welcoming Lucy into the world that Tuesday afternoon was one of the most amazing moments of my life. Blue eyes, bald head, and a chin like her daddy's, Lucy changed my life from her first cry.

My husband, here affectionately known as Hubs, loves being a daddy. As a campus minister for RUF at one of the local universities, he works about 65 to 70 hours including 4 nights a week and Saturdays most of the time. While Lucy and I would love to have daddy with us more, he serves God wholeheartedly through his ministry to the students, and we willingly sacrifice so that the students will grow and succeed in their faith.

I'm a stay-at-home mom and I love my job. Though the day-to-day responsibilities of this life can get monotonous, I work for kisses and smiles from Hubs and Lucy.

This past Sunday at a baby shower given by some friends for Lucy and me, a dear elderly friend shared her experience as a young housewife fed up with dust, diapers, and dishes. She shared that it was in the monotony of these never ending tasks that she found the faithfulness of God to give her the strength to work for him and not merely for the completion of unending, thankless tasks. It's nice to know that on those days when the diapers keep filling, the dishes pile up, and the coffee table is has traded it's classy dark cherry color for a dull gray that makes me sneeze, that God is still glorified just by my efforts to stay ahead.