Encouraged

I have some great advice for you, pregnant {or not pregnant}.  Do not run up an escalator while it is going down. Especially when you are almost 33 weeks pregnant and you haven’t run since your first trimester. Long story short….I was lazy, my back was hurting, and I was trying to save some steps to the elevator.  I had a little umbrella stroller which I folded halfway, got in front of Brooke and told her to follow me down the escalator.  I looked back and saw that she was too scared to step on.  So my instinct (before thinking) was to start running back up the stairs to get to the top.  Oh yes I ran….and then I tripped…and then I fell on top of the stroller that I was holding straight on to my belly.  I did, however, rescue Brooke from the evil escalator.  I called the doctor to ask what signs I should look for if something was wrong, but insisted I was fine.  They called back an hour later and instructed me to go to labor and delivery….where I spent five hours…and ate countless saltine crackers.  I just dreamed about the pear, feta & spinach pizza I was planning on making for dinner.  Sigh. After an ultrasound and some labs, everything turned out just fine,  I”m just a little sore and embarrassed.  Lesson learned.

When I arrived to check in, they told me to go to the waiting room until the nurse could come and get me.  When I entered the waiting room, almost every chair was filled with a large family waiting to see a sweet new baby.  I sat in the only open chair next to a sweet Grandma.  I enjoyed listening to the excitement of the family as they talked about their newest addition.  The Grandma next to me, was actually the great grandma.  She took my hand and asked me when I was expecting my little one.  She had a tear in her eye as she smiled and told me this was her 27th great grandchild.  She was so proud, so excited…you could see in her eyes all the love that was in her heart for her family.  The nurse came to get me, and I congratulated her and gave her a hug.

Since I was alone, I had a lot of time to think.  I couldn’t help but smile every time I thought of that sweet lady.  I thought of our little family as we anticipate the arrival of Beckham.  Each of our sweet children is a special gift from God.  I’m so thankful for the amazing people that God has placed in our lives that love our children.  We have been so encouraged by those who have continued to pray for us through yet another difficult pregnancy…for those who have prayed for Beckham and celebrated him with us.  It has been such an encouragement to our family!

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My sweet friend Sara took some maternity photos of me yesterday morning (before the escalator incident). She is an amazing photographer and is such an inspiration to me! {If you live in the Owasso/Tulsa area you need to book her for a session…visit her website here for more information}  I got this picture as a sneak preview of our photo-shoot while I was being monitored last night.  It brought tears to my eyes!  It’s such a sweet reminder of one of the most amazing gifts God has given me.  I can’t wait to meet Beckham!

When I came home the twins were in bed, and Brooke was waiting up to see me as she had been worried all day.  She just wanted to make sure I was ok….I gave her a hug and she ran off to bed.  As I looked around there were toys scattered, crayons that covered the kitchen table/floor, and random shoes all over the house.  I found a half eaten waffle in my bathroom and little socks all over my closet.  When I checked on the twins as they were sleeping, they were wearing the same outfits they wore to school that day. I couldn’t help but smile as I started to pick-up the house.  Our life is pretty crazy and exhausting…but we will never get these little years back.  It’s worth every ounce of energy when you step back and see how many amazing blessings we have been given….I want to enjoy them and soak in every memory!

So yep, it was a pretty crazy day, but I went to bed feeling so encouraged and blessed.

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