I really thought that Baby Mac might decide to come in December.
Cora was early, so I had my hopes set high.
But I think he/she is content just waiting.
Still nothing happening.
I have another appointment this morning,
so we will see what the doctor says.
It is hard to believe we have made it through nine months. This year has been so hard, and honestly sometimes I miss Cora so much I haven’t even been able to think about this pregnancy or the new baby. But now, at any time, we are going to be meeting our second child. It is a weird feeling because I finally feel like Joel and I have figured out how to function in a somewhat graceful way (at least some days) with our new normal. And now everything will be changing again–but this time a welcome change!
I think we feel so excited, yet so scared at the same time. We are scared of moving forward without Cora. Scared that people will think we are “better” now that we have another child. Scared of loving so deeply again. Scared of ever having to watch a child suffer again.
But we know it will be SO worth it. This little baby is such a blessing to us already during an incredibly dark time in our lives. And God does not call us to live in fear. Will you pray for us as we take this next step forward? It is probably silly for me to even ask because I know you have been so faithful to pray for us already. We are praying that we will embrace the fullness of who Jesus is–the ultimate answer to our deepest needs. Whether we are in the hospital saying goodbye to our sweet Cora or in the hospital welcoming a second little miracle, He is faithful and by our side. Our circumstances can change in an instant, but He never does!
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
As we get ready to welcome Baby Mac into our family and approach a new year, may our lives OVERFLOW with hope!
After Thanksgiving my brother-in-law brought
ROCKBAND over to my parents house.
He had bought it for super cheap at a Black Friday sale.
We all loved it.
We were hooked.
Especially my mom.
My brother-in-law was kind enough
to leave it at my parents’ house for us all to enjoy.
Little did we know,
my mom played even when we weren’t there.
She was even caught practicing the drums
into the wee hours of the night.
So, when Christmas rolled around,
my dad decided she might need her own ROCKBAND…
She was SO excited when she opened it.
Who ever thought that a grammy would want ROCKBAND for Christmas??
We even found a ROCKBAND t-shirt for her.
My niece got a ROCKBAND t-shirt too.
We spent a lot of Christmas day rockin’ down the house.
It was fun.
Lots of good memories and good laughs.
There is nothing like a rockin’ Grammy!
Oh, and someone was wondering about these bats.
They are called Mashoonga! Sabers.
My mom got them at Sam’s Club.
They are supposed to be for safe, competitive, contact play.
I am not sure if there is anything safe about this picture.
Maybe they are not meant for grown men!!
At least we know how to have fun, right?
We spent Christmas Eve at my parents house…
Celebrating my nephews first birthday,
eating sausage subs (yummy),
and spending lots of time together.
Christmas morning we were back at my parents…
eating breakfast together,
These bats were one of the major highlights Christmas morning.
Saturday we celebrated Christmas with Joel’s family…
eating breakfast together,
This Christmas was hard. It still makes me so sad to look at all of these pictures and know that Cora should have been a part of these memories. I wondered so many times what it would have been like to wake up with her on Christmas morning or watch her playing with her cousins. We would have had so much fun. But we were blessed in so many ways this Christmas. Our families are so wonderful and our time together was great. And, like so many other times this year, we felt the indescribable joy and peace that only comes from our Lord.
We are missing Cora like crazy today…
…but we are rejoicing with our little angel that He has come.
We are rejoicing in the good news of great joy–Jesus.
The angel reassured them. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people. The Savior–yes, the Messiah, the Lord–has been born today in Bethlehem, the city of David!
I smiled to myself when I opened my HOPE book last week and realized the topic was joy. It was just what I needed to read because I definitely am not feeling very “joyful” this Christmas–at least not in the way the world would define joy.
How reassuring is it to know that our joy isn’t tied to the sometimes turbulent conditions around us?
It isn’t tied to how sad I am feeling as we prepare to celebrate this first Christmas without Cora. It isn’t tied to how my heart hurts when I see all these happy Christmas cards and realize again that there will be no family pictures with Cora this year. It isn’t tied to how sad I am that Cora won’t be here to welcome her new brother or sister with us. It isn’t even tied to how much love we will feel when we meet Baby Mac any day now. True joy does not necessarily equal happiness.
My joy is grounded in Christ.
Always be full of joy in the Lord. I say it again–rejoice! Philippians 4:4