The baby is due in how many days?!!!

So, yesterday I just realized that my son will be due to come in a week and a half! A WEEK AND A HALF! For so long it has been months and months away. Today I looked at a calender for the first time since my birthday on the 2nd. I just stared and stared at it. The month just flew by. I am so glad (and lucky) that Megan is the planer in the family. For me, 'Out of sight Out of mind' sums up the way I think. However, Megan's belly is hardly out of sight. But I just got so used to it. The good thing is that for the most part, we are ready. Ready for the baby to come, ready for our family to come, ready for Christmas. And yet at the same time, how can anyone be fully ready? We still have things to do and stuff we would like to get done. But if Christian came today, it's not like we would say, "Wait! I'm not ready!"  We will do what needs to get done. So I'm not worried that it is almost time, I just am thinking, "Did I take the time to enjoy the time I've been given?" or was I so busy that I did not notice how fast time flew by. Today Megan told me that she will only be pregnant for a few more weeks, and that with-out a crying baby. I think she wants me to enjoy this time with her while we still have it. So tonight, I'm going to rest my coffee mug on her bump, and we are going to make up crazy cravings. ( Mainly for the sole purpose to justify us eating peanut butter fudge banana sandwich's! ) Don't knock it until you've tried it!

Taking the time to stop, look around and enjoy what is before us will set a wonderful foundation for when little Christian does come. For what I've been told is, "Time flys by with children and it is not long before they have their own." ( For us, we still have plenty of time. )

It's Positive!

So, last Tuesday Megan sent me on a wild goose chase running errands so she could get me out of the house. Little did I know she was planning on taking a pregnancy test!

She was hoping to surprise me with the news when I got home. When I did get home I found her sitting on the edge of the bathtub, filing her nails nervously and staring at the test results on the counter. I asked her what she was doing and looking at the test she said, "Waiting for the results of a pregnancy test."
She looked up at me and asked, "So, what do you think?"
I saw a small strip of paper with what looked like two red lines and my reply was, "What should I think?"
It was a moment of 1) I don't really know what two red lines mean, and 2) if it means what I think it means, I was hoping to get from her the "correct" response I should present! We both stood there in silence for a few moments as our brains were tyring to catch up to our current situation, and then we did the classic 'avoid & accommodate' response- we talked about how our day has been going.

Finally, I wised up and gave her an excited smile. I pulled her of the edge of the tub and we hugged! "We're going to have a baby!" I exclaimed.
She shyishly said, "I know, I can't believe it!"

Her next comment was, "What do you think it is going to be?"
I told her quite confidently," A girl."
She said, "Good, because I already know what I want to name her if it is a girl."
"Lucy"
I was racking my brain for all the Lucy's I know to see if that was an acceptable name. She then told me how she thought it was classic, cute, and simple. An adorable name for a small girl. I was just hoping all the re-runs of 'I Love Lucy' would finally end by the time she was in Jr. High.

"Sounds good" I said, realizing that when it comes down to it, I really don't have a say in the naming of our little girl. If she carries and delivers it, I should be happy if I get to see her from time to time!

So, it is going to be a little Lucy if a girl, and Megan is going to let me have the boy name I like if it turns out to be a boy. I've always like the boys name, "Christian."

Well, that is our story. We are very excited and are so looking forward to starting a family here in Scotland. The culture here is perfect for having a child. It is free! It is a slower pace of life which allows for community to help raise children. The schooling is free and very accommodating. And we get a mid-wife for up to 2 months I think. I am not too sure what a mid-wife does, but because of the name I am hoping to get her to do the cooking and cleaning! (It's not mid-mother, right? so that sounds more like a task for a mid-WIFE)

You know I am just kidding about the mid-wife thing, right? Ok.

Snow Day!

Yesterday it snowed.

Now, I don't usually get all uppadee about snow but it was a lot of snow! This was not the first snow day this year in Glasgow, but it is the first day it stuck for longer then one day! It is amazing how one can wake up all tired and kinda gloomy, but once the curtains are opened and fresh gleaming white snow is seen through the window joy, excitement, and childhood glee comes rushing over. It was so much fun walking in the snow, taking my time playing with the neighborhood kids, helping people dig their cars out and taking pictures of everything as it looks so different covered in white.

Truly Glasgow is a different place in the snow. People are happier, fun, and smiling. It is like a bunch of old grumps were turned young again... a kind of cold Neverland. It is also a great analogy of a great awesome God who can turn even a dark, dirty, Glasgow in to a white winter wonderland. What an amazing day to go to Church! Everything feels new, clean, like a do-over. And the best part is that on Monday morning... it was not a dream, for it is still gleaming white outside!

"...I know my transgressions... my sin is ever before me...... purify me...wash me and I shall be whiter than snow." Ps.51

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