I couldn't log in to my blog for several months. Every time I sat down to try, I grew increasingly furious and had to walk away. Today, something overcame me and I worked on it until I figured it out. Took me forever.
But so much happens, so quickly. I feel like I use that line with every entry, but it's the truth. Our family is changing every day. Some of the changes are tiny, and take a long time to notice. Like Dylan's new habit of saying 'Thank You' a hundred times for little things. Some are more functional, like our brand new carpet!
The more things change, the more settled I have started feeling. Some of the things we've changed were just to make our daily lives more manageable. We had to find a new home for Gypsy, our dog. This was one of the most difficult decisions I think I have ever made. When we got Gypsy, she was malnourished and abused. We had her just over a year. In that time, she gained weight and became the best dog. There were times it was hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel, she was always just so troublesome, but over time she became a fixture in our family. To think of a day without her tugged at my heart. Gypsy was a cattle dog, genetically programmed to be a herding dog, and our measly yard just wasn't enough for her. She would get out of the yard and run through the neighborhood, me-teary eyed-racing right behind her several times a month. She was too big for our house. She scratched doors, floors, and legs. Gypsy loved us so, and we loved her dearly. I found so much comfort in her. Her presence assured me that everything would be ok. Gypsy laid in bed with me every morning. She greeted me at the door at night, laid in the hallway outside the door when I took a bath, under my feet when I ate. I think finding her a new home was hardest on me of anyone.
She went to a man in Texas with 126 acres. He has had herding dogs all his life and let us know that she'd be loved and cared for. She rode in his truck with him all the way from Chicago to Texas. She's an adventure dog now. On her way to big things.
We (reluctantly) stumbled across a new dog just before Gypsy left us. His name is Henry. I found him in my parent's yard. They live along a fairly busy road and it was just a matter of time before he was hit by a car. I brought him home under the assumption that he had a microchip, however, he did not, so here he sits. Our new little addition.
There is so much going on these days. Dylan just started flag-football. He's only had one game, but has done remarkably well. He is growing so fast. We went on a short vacation in February to the Smoky Mountains, I have a million photos to post.
Aside from the carpet and the dog adjustments, there's just one more big thing - Derek! and I are expecting! Yep. I have a tiny baby. inside my belly. right now.
I am due November 19-23. This is especially special because we were married on November 21. What a tremendous blessing. We couldn't be happier. I can't process everything like I wish I could. Sometimes I just sit quietly and thank the Lord that my life has evolved the way it has.
Sometimes I look at Dylan sitting calmly and thank the Lord that he has a quiet place to sit calmly.
I look at Derek! and thank the Lord I have someone who loves me without question or restraint.
I thank Him for the dog at my feet.
I thank the Lord for giving me the blessing of pregnancy at a time where something life-affirming was so needed.
I thank Him for having answers, and giving them to me without even having to ask.
"I begin to love this creature, and to anticipate her birth as a fresh twist to a knot, which I not wish to untie"- Mary Wollstonecraft
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