Why do bad things happen to good people? This question was brought up to me this week and not for the first time. I've thought the question multiple times myself...so why do bad things happen to good people? I hear people ask that question all the time. I think that thought is one of the main thoughts that hardens people's hearts towards Christ. But should the question be "why do bad things happen to good people?" or "are there good people?" I know that seems like a harsh thought, but isn't it the better question? Why do we see ourselves as so good? Why do we feel like we are entitled or owed something better in this world? What do we do to earn that entitlement? So we don't rape, kill, or steal. Is that all it takes to be owed something better? The bible is clear. No sin is worse than another and we all sin everyday, constantly. For example, I cannot stop talking about one of my coworkers. He irritates me to death. Every time something happens I tell myself I'm not going to share it with anyone else, and then my mouth opens and out it comes. I know that doesn't sound as bad as murder, but it does discredit my coworker. It makes him look bad to others that might have been indifferent before I opened my mouth. While others might not see this as anything to worry about, the bible is clear. I am no better than the murderer. If he doesn't deserve good things then why do I feel like I do? I don't. None of us do. It is by God's amazing grace that I have been given the most amazing gift. An eternity of no fear, pain , or sadness. An eternity of peace and joy. I did nothing to deserve it. No one can earn it. No one can be good enough.
So yes we aren't as good as we think we are, but why do such bad things happen to people who try to be good? Well, I do believe God has a purpose for everything that happens to us. Without heartbreak how do we recognize joy? Without sadness how do we appreciate laughter? I also believe that the devil doesn't make the distinction between good people and bad people. Neither does the destruction of sin. When sin escaped into our world it brought destructive thoughts, disease, heartache, barren wombs... Adam and Eve didn't know these things in the beginning. They weren't meant to. When they ate the forbidden fruit the world as it was meant to be broke. Bad things happen because it has not been mended yet. So why do we get angry at God instead of getting angry at sin? Why do we run from Him instead of running to Him? The God who can beat sin. The God who offers us a future life without the destructiveness of sin.
I hope I always remember this. I hope I can teach this to my daughter. Oh did I forget to mention that WE ARE HAVING A LITTLE GIRL!!!! We found out on Thursday and couldn't be happier. It made it all very real all of the sudden. I have played out so many situations in my head already and tried to think out how I will handle them when they happen. Yes I know that everything will be different when it actually happens, but I don't care. I wonder how we will teach her so many things... I wonder if her dad will ever let her leave the house. The chances are slim :). But most of all I wonder how we will show her the love of Christ, how will we teach her His word, how will we not screw up?!?! I know that is inevitable at some point so no comments!
Oh well, with a lot of prayer and I am sure a few deep breaths :) we will figure it out as it comes!
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
7 loads of laundry later....
... and Spring break is officially over. Breaks never seem long enough and they really almost ruin me. They throw off the schedule, the routine and make it so hard to get up on Monday morning. Right now, for instance, I should be starting my nightly routine...making lunches, setting out my clothes, taking a shower, instead I am sitting on the couch watching tv and writing. I won't go to bed at a reasonable hour, I will run on adrenaline tomorrow, and be exhausted on Tuesday.
All that being said... BREAKS ARE WONDERFUL! Oh, and much needed when you are a teacher! We got to go to Costa Rica this break. It was our 5 year anniversary trip. We went to a different part of Costa Rica than we did 5 years ago, and it proved to be just as wonderful. It was a much different trip this time. The first was all about adventure while the second was all about relaxation. Being 4 months pregnant (yes, I get a lot of joy from saying that!) we couldn't do all the things we were planning when we originally booked the trip, but I did get to finish 4 books and got plenty of rest!
I told my husband that baby must want us to move to Costa Rica. It was the first week I didn't feel sick...no stomach flip flops, no headaches, and no complete exhaustion. Mama and baby have a love of Costa Rica. It's not just the sun and beautiful beaches it's the people...and the food! The people live a simple life where most aren't on any kind of schedule. They take forever to bring you your ticket at a restaurant, they stop multiple times on their personal business while taking you to the airport (it's just a plane trip right?), they never leave a place on time, and so what if plans change, Pura Vida right? I want to live that life, but it almost seems impossible to do in the U.S. at least for me anyway. It seems like the more you have the more uptight you become...
Now the food... maybe that's what really made me feel better. Everything was so fresh, made from scratch, and wonderful! Oh I miss the food! Ha! Pregnancy has officially let the fat kid inside me out! My favorite is the pineapple. They have the best! It's sweeter than the pineapple here and just all around awesome.
So I could talk about the food and people forever, but I really do have to start getting ready for work tomorrow....
Until next time. :)
All that being said... BREAKS ARE WONDERFUL! Oh, and much needed when you are a teacher! We got to go to Costa Rica this break. It was our 5 year anniversary trip. We went to a different part of Costa Rica than we did 5 years ago, and it proved to be just as wonderful. It was a much different trip this time. The first was all about adventure while the second was all about relaxation. Being 4 months pregnant (yes, I get a lot of joy from saying that!) we couldn't do all the things we were planning when we originally booked the trip, but I did get to finish 4 books and got plenty of rest!
I told my husband that baby must want us to move to Costa Rica. It was the first week I didn't feel sick...no stomach flip flops, no headaches, and no complete exhaustion. Mama and baby have a love of Costa Rica. It's not just the sun and beautiful beaches it's the people...and the food! The people live a simple life where most aren't on any kind of schedule. They take forever to bring you your ticket at a restaurant, they stop multiple times on their personal business while taking you to the airport (it's just a plane trip right?), they never leave a place on time, and so what if plans change, Pura Vida right? I want to live that life, but it almost seems impossible to do in the U.S. at least for me anyway. It seems like the more you have the more uptight you become...
Now the food... maybe that's what really made me feel better. Everything was so fresh, made from scratch, and wonderful! Oh I miss the food! Ha! Pregnancy has officially let the fat kid inside me out! My favorite is the pineapple. They have the best! It's sweeter than the pineapple here and just all around awesome.
So I could talk about the food and people forever, but I really do have to start getting ready for work tomorrow....
Until next time. :)
Thursday, February 16, 2012
I like...
Big butts and I cannot lie. You other brothers can't deny....
So I was in my classroom the other day and my students were being extra loud (not that shocking). I looked up from my small group and said, "Oh my goodness." As I was saying it I did realize it sounded a lot like the song.... but most kids don't know that song these days right?? Well... as "Oh my goodness" left my mouth one of my students said, "Becky, Look at here butt." I immediately shook my head and said don't! I wanted to laugh but they know if they make me laugh I stop being mad at them and they needed to get in trouble! However, since that moment the song has been running through my head at regular intervals.
Small confession.
I get that song stuck in my head a lot. I like it for one but I also like to try to make "K" (I guess that will be Steve's new name b/c I can't think of anything else!) uncomfortable and get him to dance to it. He hates to dance and I can shake my butt pretty well to that song! Is that TMI?? Oh well...
I have a co worker who always has 'My Angel is a Centerfold' stuck in her head and will probably walk into the lunchroom tomorrow singing it (sorry Tina!). So I guess having a go to song isn't that uncommon. That's what I'll tell myself anyway.
I think I'll listen to the song now and see if it won't leave my head for a while :)
So I was in my classroom the other day and my students were being extra loud (not that shocking). I looked up from my small group and said, "Oh my goodness." As I was saying it I did realize it sounded a lot like the song.... but most kids don't know that song these days right?? Well... as "Oh my goodness" left my mouth one of my students said, "Becky, Look at here butt." I immediately shook my head and said don't! I wanted to laugh but they know if they make me laugh I stop being mad at them and they needed to get in trouble! However, since that moment the song has been running through my head at regular intervals.
Small confession.
I get that song stuck in my head a lot. I like it for one but I also like to try to make "K" (I guess that will be Steve's new name b/c I can't think of anything else!) uncomfortable and get him to dance to it. He hates to dance and I can shake my butt pretty well to that song! Is that TMI?? Oh well...
I have a co worker who always has 'My Angel is a Centerfold' stuck in her head and will probably walk into the lunchroom tomorrow singing it (sorry Tina!). So I guess having a go to song isn't that uncommon. That's what I'll tell myself anyway.
I think I'll listen to the song now and see if it won't leave my head for a while :)
Friday, February 10, 2012
Graduating with Honors
Well we had our final visit with the specialist yesterday. Everything looked great with baby and me! our little "almost bigger than a shrimp" baby is growing normally. We could see his legs and arms and even eye lenses! Crazy. No, I do not know what we are having yet but I have a little side story that explains why I am leaning towards a boy now.
--1) I don't like calling baby It and it's annoying to keep saying him/her...but here is the better reason.
I teach 6th grade and I have an autistic boy that comes into my classroom. He is an absolute genius who loves hugs (which we had to limit). He can frustrate me to no end but also gives me some of the funniest stories. So he comes up to me Wednesday and says he is really good at telling if it's a boy or girl. So I said lay it on me...I would love to know what I'm having already! Problem. He has to touch my stomach to really be able to tell. Ummm. I tell him maybe not but he assures me it will just be for a minute and he can really tell. So I block off an area (you know away from the boobs and well the other area. Ha!). He puts his hand very gently on my stomach and leaves it there. I finally move his hand and ask So?? He promptly tells me it's a boy and he would be very surprised if he was wrong. To be honest, I would be very surprised if he was wrong! My husband says he has a 50/50 chance and if it is a boy that doesn't mean Jared actually knew anything. I don't know...I'm not going to bet against him!
Anyway, back to the doctor visit. So after the doctor looked at everything she said we are graduating with honors! We are under no more restrictions (except the ones all pregnant women have) and I can start having sweet tea every now and then!!!! "Steve" who has requested a name change by the way, is still against me having caffeine but I have doctor approval so he can't stop me! In case you can't tell, we are pretty happy to be released without any concerns for our future bundle of joy.
Doc told us about some tests our new doctor might offer us. I am sure most of you know this, but I didn't. They can test the baby and get all the probabilities of your child having some sort of abnormality or disease. I don't mean to offend anyone, but why would you want that test??? I guess I understand if the doctor sees something unusual and is concerned already... But all it sounds like to me is something else to worry about. I mean even if they say your child only has a 2% chance of something going wrong. Who wouldn't focus on that 2% and does it change anything anyway?
So everyone keeps asking how I'm feeling. Well I'm being a pretty big baby about all of it to be honest. I don't feel good and I don't like it! I have always been a healthy person. I hardly ever get sick and when I do it doesn't last long. So I just don't know how to deal with feeling bad! I know it's all worth it and everything but I'm just saying it isn't fun.
My students have noticed my decrease in patience and probably most of my coworkers have noticed too. I have always had a lot of patience with my students and rarely yell at them (that does not mimic my life outside of children), but it seems like lately they are not getting away with near as much. I felt so bad the other day, I guess I was smiling when my class walked in and they were all so excited because they thought I was in a good mood! Isn't that awful?!? I apologized to them all and those sweethearts said it was okay. They understood it was the pregnancy. I felt terrible. I have tried to make a conscious effort to ignore my irrational irritation and I pray for patience a lot. I asked "Steve" (i just don't know what to change it too!) if I have been mean to him. He claims I haven't been as bad towards him... I know your saying he is just trying to be nice, but those of you that know him know he would be honest before nice! I mainly believe him because it seems instead of being irritated with him I am really lovey dovey. I just love him and love how much he loves our baby already. I love how protective he has been and I normally NOT like being protected. I could go on and on but I will spare you all :)
This is long, so here it ends. Thanks for the prayers so many of you have sent our way. They are working.
--1) I don't like calling baby It and it's annoying to keep saying him/her...but here is the better reason.
I teach 6th grade and I have an autistic boy that comes into my classroom. He is an absolute genius who loves hugs (which we had to limit). He can frustrate me to no end but also gives me some of the funniest stories. So he comes up to me Wednesday and says he is really good at telling if it's a boy or girl. So I said lay it on me...I would love to know what I'm having already! Problem. He has to touch my stomach to really be able to tell. Ummm. I tell him maybe not but he assures me it will just be for a minute and he can really tell. So I block off an area (you know away from the boobs and well the other area. Ha!). He puts his hand very gently on my stomach and leaves it there. I finally move his hand and ask So?? He promptly tells me it's a boy and he would be very surprised if he was wrong. To be honest, I would be very surprised if he was wrong! My husband says he has a 50/50 chance and if it is a boy that doesn't mean Jared actually knew anything. I don't know...I'm not going to bet against him!
Anyway, back to the doctor visit. So after the doctor looked at everything she said we are graduating with honors! We are under no more restrictions (except the ones all pregnant women have) and I can start having sweet tea every now and then!!!! "Steve" who has requested a name change by the way, is still against me having caffeine but I have doctor approval so he can't stop me! In case you can't tell, we are pretty happy to be released without any concerns for our future bundle of joy.
Doc told us about some tests our new doctor might offer us. I am sure most of you know this, but I didn't. They can test the baby and get all the probabilities of your child having some sort of abnormality or disease. I don't mean to offend anyone, but why would you want that test??? I guess I understand if the doctor sees something unusual and is concerned already... But all it sounds like to me is something else to worry about. I mean even if they say your child only has a 2% chance of something going wrong. Who wouldn't focus on that 2% and does it change anything anyway?
So everyone keeps asking how I'm feeling. Well I'm being a pretty big baby about all of it to be honest. I don't feel good and I don't like it! I have always been a healthy person. I hardly ever get sick and when I do it doesn't last long. So I just don't know how to deal with feeling bad! I know it's all worth it and everything but I'm just saying it isn't fun.
My students have noticed my decrease in patience and probably most of my coworkers have noticed too. I have always had a lot of patience with my students and rarely yell at them (that does not mimic my life outside of children), but it seems like lately they are not getting away with near as much. I felt so bad the other day, I guess I was smiling when my class walked in and they were all so excited because they thought I was in a good mood! Isn't that awful?!? I apologized to them all and those sweethearts said it was okay. They understood it was the pregnancy. I felt terrible. I have tried to make a conscious effort to ignore my irrational irritation and I pray for patience a lot. I asked "Steve" (i just don't know what to change it too!) if I have been mean to him. He claims I haven't been as bad towards him... I know your saying he is just trying to be nice, but those of you that know him know he would be honest before nice! I mainly believe him because it seems instead of being irritated with him I am really lovey dovey. I just love him and love how much he loves our baby already. I love how protective he has been and I normally NOT like being protected. I could go on and on but I will spare you all :)
This is long, so here it ends. Thanks for the prayers so many of you have sent our way. They are working.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Peace
Well, since I've been back to work I haven't had the chance to write as much. Today I found a perfect time to write...I don't want to work on my lesson plans!
The pregnancy is going well. We had a little scare last week and I got put on a week of bed rest. My doctors told me if I wasn't seeing a specialist no one would have made a big deal of the spotting I had. However, I am seeing them at the moment and I had to follow their rules.
I'll be honest. During this time I started to doubt my feelings for my little unborn baby. I wasn't as concerned as everyone else when they found out what was going on. I even went up to work at the end of one of the school days to get things ready for the sub. I started to get worried. What did it mean that I wasn't as worried as everyone else? I mean I did shed a few tears and was nervous the third day I had spotting and the doctors told me to come in, but once they said the baby was ok all nervousness left. I still followed almost all of the doctors rules, but while others were flipping out if I tried to walk around the block I felt no concern. Why was I worried about work instead of going overboard with doing absolutely nothing? I mean isn't that what moms do? Go overboard, worry too much??
After thinking about this for a while I think I understand. It's not that I don't love my child enough to be concerned. It's that I love and trust Christ. I trust His plans and He has kept me at peace through this. No matter what happens He is enough. From the first moment I saw the heart beat, I knew this was God's plan, that this pregnancy would last, and we will have our first child around August 31st. AND even if I am completely wrong about this and something unthinkable happens He is still enough. I am still satisfied with His plan. So it's not that I am not concerned for our little strawberry (the size at the moment!), but that I am confident in the peace God has given me. He tells us to give our burdens to Him, that worrying solves nothing, and for once I am fully grasping that. That doesn't mean I stop following the rules and start doing stupid things. I mean God gave us common sense for a reason! It does mean that I feel no reason to go overboard and worry myself to death.
I love my little strawberry....no matter how sick he/she is making me at the moment! I love how much my husband already loves him/her. I love that everybody has their opinions on boy or girl. It seems to be pretty divided at the moment. I love that my students jokingly tell me I'm getting fatter while the others yell in my defense that I don't even look pregnant! I love that on Wednesday I got to see the shape of the head and even a little arm bud! This baby is so loved and I don't ever need to doubt that.
Thanks for listening to my rambling! Hope you all have a wonderful week and remember worry brings ulcers not safety!
The pregnancy is going well. We had a little scare last week and I got put on a week of bed rest. My doctors told me if I wasn't seeing a specialist no one would have made a big deal of the spotting I had. However, I am seeing them at the moment and I had to follow their rules.
I'll be honest. During this time I started to doubt my feelings for my little unborn baby. I wasn't as concerned as everyone else when they found out what was going on. I even went up to work at the end of one of the school days to get things ready for the sub. I started to get worried. What did it mean that I wasn't as worried as everyone else? I mean I did shed a few tears and was nervous the third day I had spotting and the doctors told me to come in, but once they said the baby was ok all nervousness left. I still followed almost all of the doctors rules, but while others were flipping out if I tried to walk around the block I felt no concern. Why was I worried about work instead of going overboard with doing absolutely nothing? I mean isn't that what moms do? Go overboard, worry too much??
After thinking about this for a while I think I understand. It's not that I don't love my child enough to be concerned. It's that I love and trust Christ. I trust His plans and He has kept me at peace through this. No matter what happens He is enough. From the first moment I saw the heart beat, I knew this was God's plan, that this pregnancy would last, and we will have our first child around August 31st. AND even if I am completely wrong about this and something unthinkable happens He is still enough. I am still satisfied with His plan. So it's not that I am not concerned for our little strawberry (the size at the moment!), but that I am confident in the peace God has given me. He tells us to give our burdens to Him, that worrying solves nothing, and for once I am fully grasping that. That doesn't mean I stop following the rules and start doing stupid things. I mean God gave us common sense for a reason! It does mean that I feel no reason to go overboard and worry myself to death.
I love my little strawberry....no matter how sick he/she is making me at the moment! I love how much my husband already loves him/her. I love that everybody has their opinions on boy or girl. It seems to be pretty divided at the moment. I love that my students jokingly tell me I'm getting fatter while the others yell in my defense that I don't even look pregnant! I love that on Wednesday I got to see the shape of the head and even a little arm bud! This baby is so loved and I don't ever need to doubt that.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Well He did it again...
I have put off writing this for the past couple of days. I just want to say it perfectly and am terrified I will mess it up.
A few posts ago I said I had a new plan. I felt that with everything Christ has shown us this plan was finally the one He had laid out for us. Through our journey God has said to me His plans are the important ones, His plans are the ones we follow, and his plans are the ones that will play out. I made a comment in that post saying I know I don't need to make plans anymore but I just can't help myself. I find it comforting to follow a plan. Well God laid my plans aside again. I am pregnant.
No you did not read that last sentence incorrectly. I took a pregnancy test January 2nd and then took another one. Both said positive and after staring at them and the instructions for quite some time I realized I couldn't possibly read them wrong. I went to the doctor January 3rd and they confirmed it with my blood work. I still had some reasons to be cautious. They put me on progesterone twice a day and warned me of an ectopic pregnancy due to my surgery this summer. On January 11th we went for an ultrasound and I got to see my child's heartbeat.
The arrow is pointing to baby Knight. Everything was normal. Everything was surreal. Everything was amazing.
It seems I had to truly become what I kept telling everyone I was; Ok with whatever God's plan was for us. I had to accept that I might never have biological children and that if that was true, God's promise was still enough. I had to move on, I had to let go, I had to make a new plan. I am not saying that this is the key to getting what you want. Trying to let go with the hopes of then I'll get what I want is not truly letting go, and God does not promise us everything we want here on earth. He promises us a life of peace and joy outside of this earth. I life without disease, pain and heartache. A life we were meant to have.
I am in such awe of our creator right now. I can look at the events leading up to this moment and see how they have been used for His glory and I am thankful. Thankful I was found worthy enough to struggle and not turn away from Him. Thankful that I could be used for His glory. Thankful that in a world where it is so easy to feel forgotten we have a creator that never forgets us. That He knows we live in a painful world and offers us hope.
I feel God has used my blog to show others that prayer really does work. We have had some amazing feedback since I started this and have been overwhelmed by the people praying for us and the reaction when they have found out I am pregnant. I haven't just seen His work in my blog either. It seems God told a few other people before we knew we were pregnant. It looks like we all heard what we needed to hear to get us to this point. When I told my parents the news, it was something they never thought they would hear from their daughter. BUT my mother had a story for us. About a week before that night she was talking to her neighbor about me. My mom was telling her about the blog and her neighbor said, "You know I have a feeling that she is going to have children and it is going to happen soon." My mom needed that reassurance. Our God is amazing. When we told my husband's aunt she responded with this:
"I hope you won't think me insane, but I must tell you something. It was Christmas morning at church I arrived early and was thanking God for my personal, many, many blessings and for all my family when I got to You and Melissa. Well, I can't explain it but at that moment I knew. I've always felt, when I prayed , He was telling me "not yet" but I was always hopeful. This time I didn't feel he was telling me "not yet", but "okay". I can't tell you how hard it was for me not to go and try to find a Harry Potter toy to give to Melissa on Christmas day! You would've really thought me to be crazy!"
I'm kind of a Harry Potter freak... Anyway, so many people praying for us and so many people getting responses. Our God is amazing.
I am still in awe of everything that has happened so quickly. My husband and I feel that through this journey God was opening our hearts to adoption and so we still plan on adopting in the future. We are ecstatic to get to see what we can make together, but we can still offer another child a loving home. We can give a child a chance. I am thankful that I have such an amazing husband. I was overjoyed when he told me he would still like to adopt one day. With or without this pregnancy I am amazingly blessed.
My hope for this blog is that it does not just turn into another baby blog, but it remembers its purpose. I felt God urging me to tell my story and I have seen it bring Him glory. I hope that is what it always does. I hope that people will read this and see God and remember what He did for us, what He does for us, and what He has for us.
A few posts ago I said I had a new plan. I felt that with everything Christ has shown us this plan was finally the one He had laid out for us. Through our journey God has said to me His plans are the important ones, His plans are the ones we follow, and his plans are the ones that will play out. I made a comment in that post saying I know I don't need to make plans anymore but I just can't help myself. I find it comforting to follow a plan. Well God laid my plans aside again. I am pregnant.
No you did not read that last sentence incorrectly. I took a pregnancy test January 2nd and then took another one. Both said positive and after staring at them and the instructions for quite some time I realized I couldn't possibly read them wrong. I went to the doctor January 3rd and they confirmed it with my blood work. I still had some reasons to be cautious. They put me on progesterone twice a day and warned me of an ectopic pregnancy due to my surgery this summer. On January 11th we went for an ultrasound and I got to see my child's heartbeat.
It seems I had to truly become what I kept telling everyone I was; Ok with whatever God's plan was for us. I had to accept that I might never have biological children and that if that was true, God's promise was still enough. I had to move on, I had to let go, I had to make a new plan. I am not saying that this is the key to getting what you want. Trying to let go with the hopes of then I'll get what I want is not truly letting go, and God does not promise us everything we want here on earth. He promises us a life of peace and joy outside of this earth. I life without disease, pain and heartache. A life we were meant to have.
I am in such awe of our creator right now. I can look at the events leading up to this moment and see how they have been used for His glory and I am thankful. Thankful I was found worthy enough to struggle and not turn away from Him. Thankful that I could be used for His glory. Thankful that in a world where it is so easy to feel forgotten we have a creator that never forgets us. That He knows we live in a painful world and offers us hope.
I feel God has used my blog to show others that prayer really does work. We have had some amazing feedback since I started this and have been overwhelmed by the people praying for us and the reaction when they have found out I am pregnant. I haven't just seen His work in my blog either. It seems God told a few other people before we knew we were pregnant. It looks like we all heard what we needed to hear to get us to this point. When I told my parents the news, it was something they never thought they would hear from their daughter. BUT my mother had a story for us. About a week before that night she was talking to her neighbor about me. My mom was telling her about the blog and her neighbor said, "You know I have a feeling that she is going to have children and it is going to happen soon." My mom needed that reassurance. Our God is amazing. When we told my husband's aunt she responded with this:
"I hope you won't think me insane, but I must tell you something. It was Christmas morning at church I arrived early and was thanking God for my personal, many, many blessings and for all my family when I got to You and Melissa. Well, I can't explain it but at that moment I knew. I've always felt, when I prayed , He was telling me "not yet" but I was always hopeful. This time I didn't feel he was telling me "not yet", but "okay". I can't tell you how hard it was for me not to go and try to find a Harry Potter toy to give to Melissa on Christmas day! You would've really thought me to be crazy!"
I'm kind of a Harry Potter freak... Anyway, so many people praying for us and so many people getting responses. Our God is amazing.
I am still in awe of everything that has happened so quickly. My husband and I feel that through this journey God was opening our hearts to adoption and so we still plan on adopting in the future. We are ecstatic to get to see what we can make together, but we can still offer another child a loving home. We can give a child a chance. I am thankful that I have such an amazing husband. I was overjoyed when he told me he would still like to adopt one day. With or without this pregnancy I am amazingly blessed.
My hope for this blog is that it does not just turn into another baby blog, but it remembers its purpose. I felt God urging me to tell my story and I have seen it bring Him glory. I hope that is what it always does. I hope that people will read this and see God and remember what He did for us, what He does for us, and what He has for us.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Back to Work...
Well this past week was my first week back to work, and THANK the Lord it was only a three day week! Getting back in the swing of things was a lot harder than I remember it being. I think it was because we got an extra two days added to our break this year...it ruined me. This week won't be much better. We have full days Monday and Tuesday, half days Wednesday and Thursday, and no kids Friday. I only have 1 teaching day that whole week. While short weeks are always nice it does not help me get back into my routine... Right now for instance I am writing on my blog instead of working on my lesson plans.
I do enjoy seeing my students again (most of them anyway!). Upon our return one of my students came to class saying, "You are going to be so proud of me!" He told me he was at his confirmation class and had a chance to correct his teacher while talking about other religions. When the teacher asked him how he knew that? He said proudly, "Mrs. Knight taught me." I loved it. The funny thing is he was happier that he gave me credit than him remembering the information! Ha! My students crack me up. My husband says the reason I am good with 6th graders is because I have a 6th grade sense of humor. It's true. Every time I get mad at them they end up doing something hilarious and I am immediately over it.
I, of course, do have some butt cracks but for the most part my students this year are great. My first class of the day could run themselves without me even being there and I love it. They straighten the desks, pass out IDs, tell others to get in dress code, set up the morning announcements...all without me having to say a word anymore. They are stinkin' awesome.
I must say talking about my kids has me a little more ready for Monday. Maybe this is what I needed to get back in the swing of things!
Until next time. :)
I do enjoy seeing my students again (most of them anyway!). Upon our return one of my students came to class saying, "You are going to be so proud of me!" He told me he was at his confirmation class and had a chance to correct his teacher while talking about other religions. When the teacher asked him how he knew that? He said proudly, "Mrs. Knight taught me." I loved it. The funny thing is he was happier that he gave me credit than him remembering the information! Ha! My students crack me up. My husband says the reason I am good with 6th graders is because I have a 6th grade sense of humor. It's true. Every time I get mad at them they end up doing something hilarious and I am immediately over it.
I, of course, do have some butt cracks but for the most part my students this year are great. My first class of the day could run themselves without me even being there and I love it. They straighten the desks, pass out IDs, tell others to get in dress code, set up the morning announcements...all without me having to say a word anymore. They are stinkin' awesome.
I must say talking about my kids has me a little more ready for Monday. Maybe this is what I needed to get back in the swing of things!
Until next time. :)
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