7am thoughts

It's seven am. This is usually a time were I am snuggled up in bed with my handsome husband. Instead I had a early morning belly rumble, so I woke to eat some raisin bran.

After I ate my breakfast and looked to see if there was anything good on tv to watch I decided to retreat into the babies room. I took a seat in the comfy rocking chair, cuddled up in a warm blanket and just felt such peace.

I started wondering what it would be like to be a mom, what my precious munchkin will be like. Other thoughts came to mind as well. How challenging the first couple months will be, will it all come naturally, and how exciting and scary it is that life will never be the same.

Some days I wake up and wish the baby was here already other mornings I cherish every quiet moment with my best friend. I feel like when the time comes we will be ready for this challenge and exciting adventure (aka. Parenthood).

I feel like as long as we keep God as the head of our household we will be able to create a healthy family life. I'm sure there will be many bumps and regrets along the way but I want to be the type of mother who can apologize, emphasize and be humble.

Here is a recent picture of me at 24 weeks pregnant.



Ps- the only thing that could make this morning better is a big glass of grapefruit juice!

xoxox
-Sheena (plus Brent & baby)

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Are things black and white anymore?

In this gray world is there such a thing as black and white?

How many times is appropriate to turn your cheak and get blindsided before you throw in the white flag?

When you think you found a treasure and cherish that thing that helped you grow as a person and woman how far is to far in terms of protecting it?

If you and not you alone believe something to be wrong do you fake it or do you be honest. I would want someone to be honest with me. What would you want?

How do you pretend sewer water is the same as beautiful bottled water?

I'm such a black and white girl. I hate gray. I don't know how to be gray. I don't know how to like gray. I don't know how to respect the people that I love when all they do is say we have accept gray. How do you deal with gray when something is so clearly black or white. I feel like in our world everyone has lost all 'spine' and become weak jellyfish. Everyone is scared of hurting feelings, offending someone when in reality they should be scared that they are not standing up for what is true and genuine.


xoxox
-Sheena (plus Brent & baby)

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What makes you a grownup?

(check)Being married
(check)Owning your own place
(half check)Having children
(check)Driving your own vehicle
(check)Having a home phone
(check)Having a career
(negative)Being allowed to own as many boots/shoes as you want

Well as of April, 2009 I turned 22. In this year I have almost obtained 'full' grown up status. At least according to what a grade ten version of myself believed being a grownup was. Sadly I'm a check and a half away. I won't reach grown up status before April, 2010. That is ok though. As of May 2010 I will only be one check away. I'm not sure if Brent will ever let me obtain full grown up status since that would require my shoe/boot collection to grow. We'll see if we can work out a deal one day :) for now I'm perfectly content about were I am in the 'right now'.

What brought on this blog? We got a home phone this morning. That means I moved up another check a few minutes ago-oh ya! I know it's so funny that I would think having a home phone would make you a grownup. Realistically I think having a home phone symbolizes a certain level of stability (you're less nomadic). More grounded perhaps. I didn't realize my wisdom until I analyzed it to death. I think right now is the first time in four years I feel content to stay were I am (for 1-2 years). It's quite refreshing.

Cheers to being one step closer to being a grownup.



xoxox
-Sheena (plus Brent & baby)

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Baby Pool

Prize; starbucks card
Who can play? Everyone

http://www.expectnet.com/game.php

This will bring you to the page. After you come to the page you can simply put in 'babyconverse' into the box on the left hand side (top of page).

Some people were saying the link I gave before didn't work. Hopefully this one does the trick. You do not need to set up an account if you don't want to.

Yesterday we had another ultrasound. We found out the babies big secret. I'll give you a clue, it's a he or she. It was thrilling. Brent and I are having so much fun dreaming and praying for this little munchkin. Even more so now that we feel like we got to meet 'it' again. Tee hee.

Were going to keep it a secret for another month for sure. Then re-evaluate if we'll let the cat out of the bag.

This is a recent 'shot' of precious baby converse!




xoxox
-Sheena (plus Brent & baby)

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Reminder to vote

Prize is a free starbucks card!

http://www.expectnet.com/game.php


xoxox
-Sheena (plus Brent & baby)

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Oh no...for real?!?

This is the second Sunday IN A ROW Brent and I have forgotten that during Christmas holidays church starts at 10am not 11am! So by the time we get ready, drive there church has started soooo long ago we can't humble ourselves to go in so we turn around and drive home, sadly! So embarrasing, especially since it's week two in a row!

I've had some pretty embarrasing moments in 2009 and being late to church doesn't even come close. I'll open up about a few.

On our cruise Brent and I were in the hot tub and I all of a sudden got uncontrolable vomit. I vomited in the hot tub :( it's true! Brent lept out and got a towel and I got to the edge so I could continue to throw up in a towel instead. Oh dear, me.

I have a habbit of seeing older men exposed. At the pool Brents mom and I walked into the men's change room while a man was changing. ( Not as bad as when I walked into the staff (mens) bathroom at LCS and saw a fellow teacher peeing at the urinal)

I tried simulated surfing and lost my bottoms in front of 20+ guys.

**had to edit some out because apparently I do have male readers***

On the grade six camping trip I had many students see me run into the bushes to throwup. Also in the morning I had some parents 'see' me and ask if I was praying in the bushes.

These are just a few that I can think of off hand. It feels like every week I have done something humiliating. I am not sure how it happens but it always seems to.

5 days until we find out the sex (on a completly different note)
I'm so excited...then I can start buying baby stuff :)

I was in Target the other day and it was so hard not buying anything baby. I can only imagine it'll get much harder.

I'm starting a list of things we'll need before the baby comes. So those are the things I'll start buying in a couple weeks. It'll be fun to start getting ready. I'm almost 21 weeks (over half done, yippea!) then we get to meet this little munchkin.








xoxox
-Sheena (plus Brent & baby)

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New Year and New Thoughts.

I have been doing a lot of contemplating in the last few weeks. With this year will come so many changes. Good and bad. I have never really made new years resolutions but perhaps now would be a good time to implement personal changes that I want to make.

1- I want to be more regular about reading my bible (everyday, fingers crossed). Sometimes I get so caught up in life and forget the things that are really important. I have thought about it more recently because I want to be a good role model for my child(ren). I want to teach them how to love Jesus and have a personal relationship with him. I feel like sometimes it's so hard to get excited about reading the bible and other times when I learn something new I find it addicting. I'm hoping to become more steadfast and regular rather then go through so many ups and downs when it comes to bible time.

2- I want to work on me. What does it mean to be a Godly woman. Who is it that God wants me to be, not in the future but right now. How can I be a better wife, sister, daughter and friend to those I love. Being a woman ( or being me ) I get so caught up in artificial things such as fashion, gossip (terrible, I know), desires&dreams (bigger home and more yard), and all those other things that don't matter in the end. I can't bring any of it to heaven and when I'm no longer on earth I would rather people to remember me as more then a lady with a fancy kitchen and expensive shoes. I want to be remembered for how passionate I was and how much I loved those who knew me.

3- I want to learn the line between judgemental/opinionated and just being insightful/caring. I'll give an example. I have a friend who started defending drinking during pregnancy etc. I shudder just thinking of this. I feel like doing something that is harmful (and proven) is very selfish especially when it doesn't just effect you but an innocent child. I think it is just as bad as drinking and driving. Anyways, in situations such as these how do you deal with it properly and respectfully. I'm at a loss. I think this is truly an area were I need to work on. I understand everyone can have there own opinion but in terms of some subjects such as the one listed above I have a really hard time not being overly opinionated, defensive and perhaps a tad (it's shameful) judgemental. I just want what is best for those I love and don't know how to deal with it. Any advice would be appreciated.


Anyways these are my 'resolutions in a nutshell'. Did you make any?

**On another note ultrasound #2 will be on Thursday and the final verdict is we will be finding out the sex!!! Sooo exciting! This will probably help in terms of indecision with fabrics and decorations :)

I also have been reading 'the mother of all baby books' so far a great read. I am learning so much I feel like I should start over and take notes. I do have a list of things Brent and I need to talk about/do before baby. Decide on god-parents, will, life insurance, birth plan(big task), errands (baby items).

I went through a stage when I was sick were I was like ' bring on birth ' current status now is fear. Tearing, bleeding, stitches, needle in spine, saggy belly, bursting milk (learning to nurse). I'm intimidated. I also feel a great amount of respect for the woman that have already conquered birth. I may or may not feel like ' bringing home baby', ' birth story', ' I didn't know I was pregnant' are horror tv shows. I can't watch them anymore. I prepare myself best by lieing to myself and pretending that the baby will feel like 'passing' jello. Or perhaps a stork truly will come and save the day. Don't get me wrong I'm so excited for this little one to come but I wish I could achieve the same goal a little easier.

In grade nine a boy who liked me and who I happened to like as well was chatting to me at school between classes. He happened to say a few words that scared me for the rest of my highschool career. Those words were. 'You have childbearing hips.' Firstly how does this fit into a conversation...

-between classes
-between grade niners
-what boy says this to a grade nine girl who he has feelings for?
-what grade nine girl wants to be told this?

I may or may not have slapped him. Woops. (I promise I'm not violent, he needed to be put in place though. Come on. I apologized years later for the slap and have not slapped since.)

Anyways I was traumatized. What do child bearing hips look like? Is that good or bad?

This is the first time that I have to admit that I pray that the grade nine boy was correct in his observation about a girls hips!

xoxox
-Sheena (plus Brent & baby)

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