Wednesday, May 29, 2013

There and Back again by Not Bilbo Baggins

Traveling is alluring. Exploring new places, meeting new people.

But y'all, the getting there wears. me. out.

Nevertheless, we try to do our duty, and trek to see both of our families a few times a year. This past weekend we headed to Georgia questioning whether we were being good parents by bringing our sort of sick child to be around everyone else, but the glaring fact was that if we didn't go then, it would be Christmas before we'd see everyone. And that wouldn't do at all.
With boogie wipes packed, off we went. Emery did all the driving and I did the twist and shout, minus the shout...though by the time we arrived I may have groaned a bit from all the twisting to tend to the children. The perk of having two children in the car is that you have to twist both directions and so at least your stiffness is balanced, rather than being all on one side of your back/neck.

Hattie and her dear cousin Elliott played together for the first time this weekend, instead of just playing near each other. That was so much fun to watch. Elliott is big and likes to play rough with his daddy, but he was the perfect gentlemen with Hattie, and was always the one to take the fall in their game of tag. Sweet boy.

We saw family, visited a little, and tried to catch as many naps as the girls would take. And then rose up early Tuesday to make it back home in time for Adele's pediatrician appt that afternoon.

Speaking of, my little lady is in the 90% for length, and 75% for weight and head circumference. You grow, baby!
The two-month appointment is supposed to be chock-full of vaccines, and I was pleasantly surprised that no one had a hissy fit when I declined them. Hallelujah. I hate confrontation.
I had a great reason in my back pocket should I need to whip it out in defense, but I ended up politely sharing with the Dr how vaccines can overstimulate the immune system and trigger autoimmune disorders, which our family already has a history of, and which I would like to avoid if possible in my children. 

{I SO appreciate having a reason not to vaccinate that has nothing to do with the mercury/autism discussion and is scientifically sound.}

With traveling and dr visits behind us we can get on with this Monday of a Wednesday. I'm sure I'll be struggling to figure out what day it is ALL week.

P.S. I love being home.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Colliding Romance

Four years ago this week, my brother married his high school sweetheart. The weekend of their wedding was also the first I'd gotten to be around my dear Emery since we began writing four months prior. We wrote as friends, to get to know each other, to see if we were interested in pursuing a relationship, and that wedding marked the shift from being 'just friends' to 'courting' (though that was never said officially).
I lived in Maryland. He lived in Mississippi. Seeing each other with any regularity was borderline impossible, but the LORD opened the doors for me to be able to attend Camp Moriah that June -- from which he lived only a few miles away, and he could come to Camp in the evenings after work.
The heat index was 113 degrees that year, and I suppose we had the opportunity to see each other at our least attractive and smelliest states. One afternoon during the week of camp, Emery took me on our very first date, to "Burgers and Stuff" for ice cream. :)
In July, Emery made a trip to GA to talk to my dad. He didn't know he was going the weekend of the family reunion, but even after spending the day with my extended family, he was still willing to ask to marry me. And two weeks later he was on a plane to Baltimore with a ring in his pocket.
And a mere seven weeks from our engagement, we said "I do".

I wouldn't have had it any other way. Fast? yes. Whirlwind? yep. Man of my dreams? Completely.
Engagement picture. Sweltering that day, too.

I'll never forget the surprise from my church family at Mt. Carmel when Brother Steven announced that he was glad to see "Sister Elizabeth's fiance, Emery"...I think there was an audible gasp. I'm sure for them it WAS very sudden for me to be engaged to a man they'd never even seen before.

So, many thanks to Jon and Meagan for getting married and giving Emery and I an occasion to get to know each other in person. :)

Monday, May 20, 2013

Coastal Dreams

Beach Day 2013...

Oh, it was glorious to get out on the beach for an hour or so on Saturday!! A friend of Emery's was getting married that afternoon, and I was more than happy for an excuse to be down on the coast, even just for the day.
I think I wouldn't mind living on the coast. Morning walks on the beach and the salt air are so positively rejuvenating.
Hattie thought the water too cold and didn't play in it. I thought the water was just right for sticking your feet in, but they were working on the port nearby and it was so murky I certainly wouldn't have wanted to go any deeper. Hattie did enjoy playing in the sand, and Emery was such a dear to bring her many cups of water for building.
There was a splash park and playground nearby that we thought Hattie might enjoy, but she wanted none of the water and only the swings and slides. She's a predictable little thing, nothing sudden or startling will do.

The wedding was nice, though the wife submitting to the husband was nowhere mentioned, and I hope that doesn't bode ill for the marriage.

We were thoroughly exhausted by the time we got home that night.
It was worth it.
Hattie truly relishes getting home after a trip and runs down the hall laughing in delight (maybe it's more that she's just out of the car?).

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Shifting gears

It's been a little over 7 weeks since we welcomed our Adele. And today I realized that this week we've had a shift. We've made it past the chaos of transitioning to having two children, and when I wasn't looking, we achieved a new normal.
Different? Certainly, but happy.

Do you know what made me realize it? Bread. I baked bread today (gluten free, of course), and I don't EVER bake bread when things are chaotic. So we must have gotten there, to that normal place.

Thank you, LORD!

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

a good day

Before Adele was born, I thought nothing of doing most of my housework for the week on one day and play more with Hattie the other days. These days are different. I knew they would be. But it seems worth celebrating that dinner will be ready when Emery gets home and we've washed a couple of loads of laundry and done a little ironing. It is worth celebrating.

I also enjoyed phone calls with both of my brothers, and that makes it a special day indeed.

Sunday, May 12, 2013


I love being a mother. I love loving mothers on this special day.

But sometimes Mother's Day makes me feel a little sorry for myself because as my brother put it on facebook "my experiences with my actual mother were far from satisfying." He said it well, and he said it respectfully. Our mother wasn't involved in our lives, and still isn't. 
As a child, I craved normalcy in my family. I didn't want step-family and theoretical weekend visitations and emotionally volatile phone calls. I wanted my mother to be a mother, and yet, being around her was so exhausting that I didn't mind her absence.
The thought of posting a picture of my mother on this mother's day is almost laughable. And that makes me sad. 

But God sets the solitary in families. And He has blessed me with wonderful, strong women who, in the spirit of Titus 2, have taught me about loving my children and husband and keeping my home. Where one mother fell short, God has given me a handful of mothers in her stead. How amazing. I have many mothers, and I cannot feel sorry for myself when I think of that blessing.