Silly thoughts

Have you ever really thought about what all we ask our vehicles to do for us on a daily basis?
Besides the obvious, getting us to and fro, and protecting us from the elements, they are really pretty technologically advanced. Some of you have the ability to press a button asking your vehicle to get directions for you, some can play a movie for your children that keeps them entertained, some can identify a song on the radio and ask your vehicle to record the information for you so you can later download it on Itunes, it's like your car can be your own personal assistant!

The other day as I was on my way home, I was waiting to turn left onto our street. I turned my signal on, asking my vehicle to signal to other drivers that I was turning. Then, I pressed the garage door opener that is pre-installed, asking my vehicle to open my garage door for me. As I was turning into the drive way, I pressed the button for my side mirrors, asking my vehicle to fold the mirrors in for me, so I would fit in the garage. As I pulled to a stop, I again pressed the garage door button, asking the vehicle to close the garage door for me.
I'll admit I take it all for granted but you'd better believe I appreciate that I don't have to get out and manually open and close the garage every time I leave!

Picasso (hardly) but cute anyway!

The other day, EJ's Grandma decided to buy him some finger paints so he could create a masterpiece. Thankfully they are non-toxic and washable!

Here is one of my favorite pictures he made-

Doesn't it look like a peacock? With a purple head and yellow tail?

He is so talented!

For this child I have prayed...

I have had this blog written for some time now. I have just been too scared to post it. So now that I've got a burst of confidence I am going to post it, so here goes!

We had our first appointment last Monday, and as I sat in the waiting room I was so nervous, I found myself praying for peace and comfort.



We had an ultrasound scheduled before the appointment, and as soon as the screen turned on, there was our baby, cute, round and tiny. I held my breath until we saw and heard the heartbeat. What a relief that was! Following the ultrasound we met with our doctor who said everything looked good.



They scheduled an appointment with our perinatologist on Thursday, so once again I was filled with nerves. The last time I was at this office, we had an ultrasound and that's where we learned there our baby had no heartbeat. I had to force myself to breathe and try not to give into my fear. Once we saw the baby on the screen, I smiled and just waited. It seemed like forever, but there it was, the baby's little heartbeat. We met with the doctor and she recommended that we come in every week for an ultrasound, until I am 18 weeks along. So the chance to get a peek at our baby every week really does excite me. Tomorrow we'll be 10 weeks along, and although I feel peace right now, I think I will feel a lot more confident in two weeks.

My life flashed before my eyes

Well not really. But have you ever had one of those moments where you can see that something bad is going to happen, and you seem to be suspended in time? Even though it lasts only a few seconds, it seems like it's been minutes and you have had time to think about every possible scenario and what is the best decision?

That happened to us a couple of nights ago. We were driving home from my Sister-in-laws, chit chatting about the day that we had. We came to an intersection heading west, and our light was green so we kept driving. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught movement out of the drivers side window, from a car heading north. It was at that moment that my brain started processing everything in what seemed like slow motion.

"Is he going because he's about to make a right turn?" I thought. "It doesn't look like he's turning. If he keeps going, he's going to hit us right in the middle of the front and back seat. That's not a position that will make us spin, but can really damage the suburban. Or us. EJ's in the middle, that's the safest place for him. Is Joey wearing his seat belt?"
All the while, I am calling out loud, "JOEY! JOEY!"

He managed to see the guy barreling straight toward us just in time. I can't tell you if Joey slammed the breaks or hit the gas to get us out of there, all I know is at the last second the other truck finally saw us and hit his breaks, stopping just feet from us. All I could say was "Thank you Lord! Thank you Lord!" as I tried to catch my breath on the short rest of the ride home.

I am so thankful that the Lord had his hedge of protection around us, and kept us safe from harm. We serve such an awesome God!