Monday, August 13, 2007

Feeling A Little Bit Of Verklempt...Talk Amongst Yourselves.

Sunday was Nehemiah's first time in the nursery. Previously I had been keeping him with me. I decided to take the plunge and let the nursery watch him for an hour and a half. I am definately not a mom who minds leaving her kids for a while. I don't feel the need to make phone calls home to the sitter or come home early because I miss them. However, it is always a little sad when I leave my babies for the first time. It is kind of a milestone. They are no longer a newborn newborn that sleeps the entire time. I am sure the nursery workers thought I was a little crazy when I started taking Nehemiah's picture in the swing. Does this make me an official "Blog Mama", Robyn? Personally, I think so.

Looking like such a big boy. This is also his first time in a swing.

Nehemiah with his good friend, Teresa Adams--nursery coordinator.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

A Good Saturday

A good saturday starts with chocalte donuts. Mary enjoys eating just the icing off hers.

Here is a face you just have to take a picture of, but not one you are quick to kiss.


A good saturday includes a morning nap with my littlest boy.


A good saturday ended with an evening at Chuck E. Cheese with Tia and cousins. Here are Amelia (my sister's youngest) and Silas on the roller coaster ride.


One thing a good saturday didn't include was housework or grocery shopping--that will have to come tomorrow.

Friday Night Singles

For those of you who aren't aware, Scott is the Singles pastor at our church, Big Valley. This in itself as been an answer to our prayers. After working almost a year in a part time postion as Singles pastor and still having to work full time at the hospital, we were excited to be able to come on full time as of July 1st. This post is to praise God for our first Singles meeting on a Friday night. Previously, there were two singles groups, one meeting on sunday mornings and one sunday nights. After much discussion and prayer the decision was made to switch to one group meeting on Friday nights. Scott and his singles leadership team have been working hard to prepare for this change. Last night was our first Friday night meeting and it went great. We started with a BBQ and antique car show. We had a total turnout of about 85--which is definately up from our normal 20 on Sunday morning. God definately blessed the evening, so now we continue to pray for his direction and blessing. The singles community can often be an unreached people group, especially in the church. We would appreciate any prayers for this ministry as well as Scott as he forges ahead.

Friday, August 10, 2007

First Laugh

Nehemiah gave us his first smile/laugh today. My mom and dad stopped by and Mema (my mom) was the lucky one to get him to smile!


A Qualified Babysitter??

Here is Silas' idea of babysitting. He is playing a video game and when Nehemiah would cry he would stop and sing "Jesus Loves Me." Surprisingly, it worked. Any help is good help!

Sunday, August 5, 2007

A Story from Scott

Here is a little experience that my husband had that made him think...maybe it will do the same for you. At the very least it should make you laugh.


The Trainer

I walked into the gym and met my trainer. She brought me to her office where I filled out a questionnaire about my health. Then she weighed me and checked my body fat % . As she is doing this she tells me she is going to grab my love handle. At that point my pride flew out the window and I was now in humiliation territory. As a former athlete it is hard to admit that I had let myself go and that I was out of shape and fat. She then had me do 15 squats. I got down to 5 left and then she tells me to suck in my belly to keep my core. She then starts to count over. I got down to 5 again and as I am watching my core she tells me that I should not look down but straight ahead and she starts counting from 15 again. At this point my legs feel like they are on fire as I think to myself I just got started how does this happen. I got down to 5 again and she tells me that I am not breathing properly in my nose and out my mouth and at this point I am just trying not to pass out. Finally I finish the squats and she tells me to do some push ups. I started and was pumping them out like lightning as she tells me to slow down. So after 3 I had to start all over. This time I was controlled and set to go. I got to 13 and my arms where shaking like a building in an earth quake. She then points that out to me by telling me the reason I am shaking like this is because I had not used those muscles in awhile. I was to out of breath to tell here but I was thinking not kidding Sherlock. After that she showed me how to do lat pulls as she had the weight on 40 and when it was my turn she put the weight down to 10 and said she did not want to embarrass me in front of the other guys in the area that were working out. I thought obviously my pride had already left. I did the 10 pound easily, Yeah baby. She then had me get in push up position but on my elbows and hold my body off the ground. As I was doing this my back started to arch and sag so she tells me you know why this happens is because of all the weight you are carrying around. Once again I think to my self REALLY that was such an epiphany. After that we finally did something that I could handle we sat down and did a bike ride in front of the TV. After the session I asked her what was the conclusion? Well we just keep this on file so later you can check and see how you have improved. We really can’t tell you what to work on. I told her off the record than, let me guess I need to work on my gut to get my core set.

Do we do this to people in our church?
They come for help and all we do is criticize.
Do we treat them like they are idiots or do we show the love and compassion of Christ?
How do we help those who come and need help? Do we point to the problem or do we get involved in there life to help them get healthy?
As a shepherd how do we care for all the needs of our sheep without them feeling like an idiot? It takes enough guts to ask for help, they are already broken, embarrassed and feel ashamed because of the thought of someone knowing their weakness.
This is where Celebrate Recovery has taught me to give God’s love to others and help them walk the walk.

Just Because...

These are the beautiful flowers that my husband brought home for me the other day. It is always nice to be thought of even when there is no special ocassion. Actually, I think it might even mean more to receive such a gift when there is no special reason. My husband said it was because he appreciates all that I do. Works for me! Scott has brought home flowers for me on many occasions "just because."





Friday, August 3, 2007

Future BFF??

This is Nehemiah and Hayden Pishney. Hayden is a month older than Nehemiah. Could they be potential Best Friends Forever?

One Month Old

It is hard to believe that my little baby is already a month old.



Baby Shower

This past Saturday the pastor's wives through me a shower for Nehemiah. It was a wonderful time and we were blessed with many wonderful gifts. Besides the new highchair and some beautiful hand knitted items from two very talented women, Nehemiah received some great Raider gear.

This is a onsie that was personalized by Joel Boone--Dad can't wait for Nehemiah to wear it to his first Raider game, which he will attend this season, since we are now season ticket holders--how sick is that :)


Nehemiah can now be lulled to sleep with his very own Raider mobile which plays the "football lullably" I didn't know there was such a song. In this picture he definately needs some lulling.


Here are all the women from the shower. I am blessed to be a part of such a wonderful church with staff that truly care about each other. Thank you to everyone who was there.




Spidey Bear

When I was pregnant with Mary we took Silas to "Build a Bear" to make a gift for his new sister. That was where Princess was born. We had Silas record his voice, saying "I love you baby Mary" and put it in the bear. So, now that Nehemiah was born and we knew he was a boy we took Silas and Mary to make a bear for him.




Washing the bear.


Silas picked out the clothes for our new friend. Which is why we named him Spidey.


Here we all our with our bears. Silas and Woody. Mary and Princess. Nehemiah and Spidey.

Fun before the fall

We had dinner at the park one night. The kids had a great time playing until...


still having fun...


still smiling...


right after taking this picture I turned around and heard a thump. I ran to the other side of the play equipment and Silas was lying on the ground crying. He had somehow fallen off the equipment. I had been allowing him to climb on the outside of the equipment and now I was thinking, man the other parents are now saying "I told you so. I can't believe she let him do that." Unfortunately, I may have been more concerned with what others were thinking then my child--who, just so you know, was fine. However, I find that this is so true for many areas of my life. I am so concerned about others that I lose site of what my real focus should be.

Watermelon Days

The kids love eating watermelon. Here they are enjoying some on a hot summer day.



1st Bottle

This is my good friend Susan feeding Nehemiah his first bottle. Now this is significant because my other two children never even had a bottle, so this is a different thing for me. I am trying to make sure he can easily go back and forth between a bottle and breastfeeding because we ran into problems with Mary and by the time I needed her to take a bottle to supplement her food she wouldn't. There are definately some perks to bottle feeding--it is a little bit easier in public. This is also Nehemiah's first Celebrate Recovery meeting. Celebrate Recovery has meant so much in both mine and Scott's life and I hope all my children understand the idea of being real in our struggles and how to deal with life's hurts--ok, enough preaching.


1st Bath

On July 15th Nehemiah received his first officially, all the way in the water, bath. Unlike my other two kids he actually enjoyed the warm water and would have stayed in the tub for quite a long time.



Babies are so cute and cuddly when they are all clean and wrapped in a towel. Such precious memories.

Movie Night

One of our favorite things to do is have a family movie night. This was a Friday night and the kids are all ready for the movie with their "cowboy bed" (a bed made on the living room floor), and popcorn (Mary's favorite part). On this particular evening the movie was the Walt Disney Davy Crockett--yeah, for old movies. Silas will eventually fall asleep. Mary on the other hand just gets more and more wound up and starts running in circles like a crazy women. We finally have to put her in her room, in the dark, and quiet. I am sure she would eventually fall asleep in the living room, but I have never wanted to stay up and find out when that would happen.


Siblings

Here's the whole gang snuggled on the bed.


Currently, this is the only person that Silas will willingly and without coercion, kiss. It makes this mother very sad, but I am hoping that it is just a phase. He still does give me hugs, so I am thankful for that.