Ordinary Adventure

Posts Written OnApril 2016

Our LOVE Story (Part 2)

~ If you haven’t read Our LOVE Story (Part 1), check it out here! ~ A large 8 passenger van pulled up to my house. It was old, rusty, and, a bit looking like it could fall apart at any moment. Andrew was here to pick me up. I can tell you now that I was a secretly impressed that Andrew didn’t seem to be the kind of man who had to make a “wowing” first impression to his potential future girlfriend by driving a fancy hot rod the first time he picked her up. 🙂 Andrew jumped out of the…

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Are Your Kids Wearing You Out?

I’m almost 37 weeks, and I’m getting bigger than ever! Our little man moves around quite a bit, and it definitely feels like he is outgrowing his cocoon – at least, I’m outgrowing my clothes! It seems like that must mean he is outgrowing his space too! Over the last two weeks I have started getting more Braxton Hicks contractions. Sometimes, my belly has been getting so tight for so long that I think I will burst; it feels amazing when it decides to relax again! I feel awkward and weird in just about every position, and I only have one…

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It’s Looking A Lot Like…

It’s looking a lot like…A sweet little baby boy is about to make his way into our home! As Andrew or I look around our apartment, there are little (and big) evidences almost everywhere that a little person is about to make his way into our home. 🙂 Andrew and I are getting more and more excited as our baby boy grows bigger and it gets closer to his due date! I’m 35 weeks (36 on Friday!); he could arrive anytime in the next few weeks! Throughout the months the reality of having a baby has gotten more real. In…

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Black Hearse

A sleek black hearse idled in front of me. Pouring rain. I could barely see. The reality of death, yet disbelief in its reality, rested in my heart. At sixteen I never imagined that I would be here. I sat in the driver’s seat of our family van ready for the black hearse to pull out in front of me – leading me to the cemetery for my own dad’s burial. Around Christmas time of 2008, my dad was diagnosed with stage four esophageal cancer and given little hope for living past 6 months to a year. Radiation would only shrink…

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