Diary? Nothing that I wouldn't tell a client. Not everything that is written pertains to me or my life.
The things I see, hear...the people I talk to, all influence or impact my thoughts. Just saying!

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Nap

I'm upstairs putting our little Jemima to sleep. Sometimes she's so ready, it takes only a few minutes. Other times, between bouncing on my red exercise ball and rocking in the chair, it can take awhile. It's interesting how a baby can be tired and literally 'ask' to be swaddled and put to sleep, yet put up a 'little fight' as she struggles, complains, explains, and then, only then, finally dozes off...I'm listening as Peter is singing along to the latest MercyMe album, as he's working downstairs.
 My favorite is the song called, Flawless.
The chorus lyrics:
No matter the bumps 
No matter the bruises 
No matter the scars 
Still the truth is 
The cross has made 
The cross has made you flawless 
No matter the hurt 
Or how deep the wound is 
No matter the pain 
Still the truth is 
The cross has made 
The cross has made you flawless 


The rain outside is still falling gently making the day dim and grey...a soothing sound as it pitter patters on the rooftop.
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It's now the afternoon. As I finish the post I started in the morning, I'm walking Jemma watching as her eyelids get heavy. It's time for another nap- one that takes awhile to get going...
Today has been one of those perfect days, if there's such a thing. All I think is how I can't get enough of our little girl!
From the time she wakes up and stretches and yawns. Unraveling herself as if born again. All her expressions and sounds. How vocal and expressive she is ranging in all sorts of emotions. All her different sounds for different times. The way she just melts into a huge grin -her whole face just radiating happiness? If we all could be that happy! I can't turn away from that face! The way she laughs in her sleep. The way she is grasping intently. The way she is curious about everything around her. I walk and tell her what's around, what she's looking at, and what we are doing. I just adore and can't help watching her, taking endless photos and videos of her super active, lively self. She seems to want to jump out of her crib at times! Each day, becoming stronger, learning as she watches and listens. How intricate  -my own little human, as I call her. I look at her and realize this is what I must have been like in my parents arms. We remember ourselves from a certain age. I, from before five years old for sure! But not as an infant. But now looking at my own child and seeing so much of myself, it makes it possible to see. 
Like I said, I just can't get enough of her!
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Last night, at Good Friday service, our pastor had asked, "Can you imagine seeing those ten little fingers and those ten little toes you counted, nailed to the cross?" I could have burst into tears! 

And at the end, my heart melted when after taking the bread and going back to our seats, after praying, I opened my eyes and saw my wonderful husband holding our precious daughter, kneeling in prayer. Not standing nor sitting, but on his knees. 

It was a great reminder of what Jesus had done for us! And tomorrow, on Easter Sunday, we will celebrate his resurrection! Because Christ has Risen!
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Tonight, as I have told Peter, I'm determined to make the dessert I have been thinking and looking at for days now. I will post it later!! I'm pretty excited about it. When I say days, I mean it! 
Peter cleaned the blinds! The only thing we hadn't cleaned in the house we bought. Whoever lived here before must have not cleaned them in years! Seemed like such a hard task but Peter got it done with his own system. Now it's looks nice and refreshing.

The frames are ready to be put up on Our Life photo wall! 

The two most important days in your life are the day you were born and the day you find out why. 
Mark Twain


He calculated the layout and has already put most of them up. 

Something I bought in Germany and have found a good spot for it in the nursury. 
Well. I think my arm is falling asleep and I will try to put her down...

Monday, April 14, 2014

Hello Monday, Hello New Week

This babe of mine! 
What am I thankful for:
A husband who is attentive to my needs. Who cares that I rest. Who helps. Who works and then comes home in the evenings and puts the little one to sleep. That hosts guests so well.
For Jemma. A gift of God. That he blessed her with health. That she is such a good baby. So, so smart. I walk around carrying her and smile at the thought of how much joy I get from being a mother and a wife. I stare at her and watch all her little moves with fascination. Each day is already a new baby. How fast time goes. 
That Jemma sleeps in her crib. In her own room, before she even turned two months. 
That I can cuddle and talk with my husband late ino the night. I enjoy conversations with him and sharing my thoughts- hearing his. He is a wonderful man. Too many times we don't know a person because we don't hear their voice. We just assume who they are. I love that God gave him to me as a husband.
That I have everything I need and plenty more in this life. That God is so good to me and I don't even deserve it. But, Obedience does bring blessings. (One day, more on that, when I'm ready)
That I live in America. 
A huge point of thankfulness is in the fact that God brought me out of Spokane!
That I have a good boss who is allowing me to return to work every other Saturday. I can be a full time mom and still enjoy that which is so part of me- a hairdresser. And get to enjoy it.
That God works in my heart daily. Is changing me. Is working in my husband's heart and is changing him.
For the reminder that we are righteous. That we can pray to God and he hears and answers!
That I fully understand that I can only receive the fullness of joy in God. He fulfills all my needs. The rest in this earth are gifts to enjoy and be a good steward of. All from Him. 

It's already 10:30 am and Jemma is now awake from her nap. So it's time to get on going...

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Soufflé

Last night I made chocolate soufflés with what was supposed to be earl grey creme, to put on top. The recipe called for whipping creme but I should have used heavy whipping creme and then it might have worked. But the soufflé on it's own was pretty tasty. I have a few things to alter but it was my first time so it's ok. That's what we ate around 9:30 pm with my husband, my sister, and her husband. So the point is: I knew I should have probably not have eaten such a thing late at night since in combination with a white earl grey tea, I could not go to sleep. Which was not a good thing since the previous night I had probably slept for only three hours or so! With two little ones in the house, night time feedings, etc, we ended up talking in the middle of the night for awhile and then last night, by the time we fell asleep, Jemma needed some attention...
Yet somehow I survive and even feel ok and get through the day. Peter was a sweetheart and sat up with her through the morning so I could get at least a bit of rest. He's good like that!
I had another one today after church. The combination of chocolate and strawberries! Yum!

This weekend, my sister and her husband with their little boy came over from Spokane. Earlier on Thursday, Jemma was so good-better than her normal good- that I had accomplished so much around the house even I was surprised. And so then on Friday, I spent the day making homemade lasagna. I think it's one of my favorite things to make and eat. The texture. Just so good.  Overall, over the weekend, even with a little one, I got around to making that, a soup, and the soufflés! Peter was great and made a great breakfast for us on Saturday! 
I don't drink much coffee these days but I did make a French press for myself a few mornings ago. 
She amazes me: she knows when I take picture of her. She smiles when I ask her to. She's just so cute with all her expressions, how vocal she is, how alert and attentive she is, and how active and playful she is. So fun to be with and such a smart and good baby. I'm shocked at all she does in her two months of life. I think we understand each other pretty well. At least I understand her 'language' and her needs. 
Reading the Russian children's bible. She starts smiling and touching the pages and looking at the words and pictures! 
So many things that I desire to do in our home...like put up drapes and set up the guest room and make it more cute and cozy with wall art and photos... But it all takes time and one little step at a time. Those are not the priorities nor necessities. 
Our backyard tree bloomed this week. So pretty. I like the sunshine we are getting. I can keep windows open and the air smells so fresh!
These just make me happy!

Mornings
And evenings. We tried giving her a pacifier and she can't keep it in her mouth. Which I'm fine with. She hardly cries and when she does it's because she has a need.
Meeting her older cousin Nikita. She smiles at him when she sees him. It's adorable.
Fell asleep in daddy's arms. The usual evening.
And finally. Is it strange that I have plans for my hair? And in a moment of spontaneity, I carry them out...It's growing out. Last May is when I recut it much shorter than I first did when I cut all my hair off earlier in February. So it's almost a year now. And I'm looking forward to having length and letting it get to my usual long.

I'm sitting here rocking Jemma and waiting for Peter to come home...it's been a mellow Sunday. Said goodbye to my sister. Went to church. We finished the James series. And each time I think, that was a good one! Tonight we'll have pizza and watch a movie together. Sounds good, eh? 











Wednesday, April 9, 2014

A Busy Little Weekend

It's already a week and a half since I started this. But that's what happens when a silly post is least of my priorities. 
This Man. What a wonderful husband. What a wonderful daddy he is to Jemma! Always helping me. Putting her to sleep so I can get a head start to the night. Making meals if need be. Cleaning up if we have guests. And so much more... I'm just so grateful for him and everything he does. He's such a blessing!
Peter is always singing. We look so serious!

March 29th. Peter's mom offered to watch Jemma so we could have some time to ourselves. It ended up being an early date that Saturday because other things happened to come up for the same day. 
My second latté since Jemma was born. Not the best place for coffee of course. I'm sure the barista was much more skilled at her alcoholic drinks;)  And what a yummy dessert!
I was so happy that we got to go on a date together. First one alone since our little one joined us. And here's the thing- I felt so not myself. (Yet who I am today is more 'me' than ever before.) I looked at the menu and the prices and thought how we could just make it at home. I felt like such a 'mom' and so self conscious for some reason. So out of place and frumpy even though that's not the case. What weird deceptive thoughts we get in our heads! And it took me a few, to warm up and get into the time we had alone. To get the conversation flowing without it feeling weird for me, in the setting in which we were. You would think, 'how strange!' It wasn't that I was worried about Jemma. I knew she'd be just fine. It wasn't as if Peter and I don't talk at home. It was just that in two months, I had already got used to the pace at home, the routines...that weren't just about Peter and myself. It's funny how quickly we can distracted by fatigue, busyness, care of the baby...Time for just the two of us whenever we feel like it is not a luxury anymore. There isn't that spontaneity to get up and go out. 
I believe communication is so vital in any relationship. Especially marriage! So I was so grateful that we had that time to talk to each other without any distractions. We talk at home of course! 
It was very interesting to pick up on some things that over the two months had built up. Sometimes you can be unaware of what's happening as you're so engrossed in this new task that takes so much of your energy, emotions, time...You could be living with each other, spending so much time in each other's presence yet not 'communicating'. I think there's a lot of that in many homes. People forget about their spouses because they become parents. Not intentionally, but it happens over time. I also believe your spouse comes first. Because if that's not in the right place it affects everything else and trickles into all the different areas of life.
Thankfully, Peter and I work at it! At communicating. At acknowledging, etc...it has to be deliberate and intentional. It takes effort and work. Sometimes I notice people/ couples with sarcasm and/ or passive aggressiveness showing up. Underlying bitterness or anger seeping through. (Peter and I decided that we don't use sarcasm in our home. That can be a whole new subject and I'm sure there are those that will argue about it, but it is so in our home...) And you wonder when that became the norm for them?  If things don't get addressed or discussed when they should be, you won't even know how you got 'there' because time flies and things change fast... You get used to what is 'now'...
So, it's good to step away, take some time, and just pay attention to each other without worrying if the little one might wake up, or if you'll be interuppted, or you'll have to resume after you change the diaper and nurse...It's good to talk about us. Our needs. Our relationship.
Even though talking about our baby is a joy. 
More dates for us in the future!
Just the two of us!
As we were walking out of the restaurant Peter asked if maybe we should get Jemma something. He's such a cutie. So we went and Peter chose her an adorable little outfit!
Those ruffles! 
Afterwards, we went to a little get together with some friends we haven't seen in a long time. It's so strange now to be in a circle of people with kids and actually have your own child! 
And...In the evening, my aunt and all her children plus kids, with my youngest brother, came over. They were visiting family that live here, from Spokane. So we had a fun bunch:) 
The ladies. One from here, two from Spokane.
My youngest brother holding his niece. Too cute!
I love Sunday mornings! We're all together. We go to church. 

Jemma has an amazing smile! She's such a happy baby. A little over two months but seems so much older to me. 
I have a thing for fine china. Started this set so long ago and never got past the place settings...Maybe one day.
Last Sunday's evening guests.
 I love having people over. Even though I'm an introvert by nature, and I like my alone time and can do anything on my own, I like get togethers, social gatherings...I believe it's important to build relationships and friendships because God works through people. Sometimes you need a friend. Sometimes you're needed as a friend. You learn and broaden your mindset by interacting with others. I could talk about the importance of friendships a lot more but some other time...
Made kompot from the apples that were sitting on our counter for awhile...with strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries. The aroma in the house is wonderful as all of it cooks. The sweet drink is so delicious.  
Just in case someone thinks I eat only cake and drink only coffee...
It was a nice week of receiving things in the mail. I've never really shopped too much online but lately have realized it can be quite convenient. Jemma is growing out of her clothes very quickly. Not only that, but it's time to buy things she will need. I am learning that you can find discount codes and then shop sales. And then get cute packages!

Her second book from Artifact Uprising came as well. One for each month...
One of my favorites in the day is going for walks in our neighborhood. There is plenty to see since we're surrounded by shops, parks, nature. It's been so beautiful outside lately. I have been carrying her in the baby bjorn carrier. Once in the stroller but I guess I feel like it's more of a workout if I carry her.
So many pretty trees and bushes blooming. I like how early it all starts here on the west side of the state.

This last Saturday. Jemma was asleep and we had time to just sit and enjoy breakfast. I had run to get some things earlier that day. I like how easy it is to get around and do errands on an early Saturday morning. So quick.
It's so fresh and feels lively when there are flowers in the house.
I've been enjoying Greek yogurt. So good with crunchy granola or cereal and fresh fruit. 
Later that Saturday, these lovely gals came over. I enjoyed their conversation. We met a few years back and I've only seen them a few times. Though we haven't seen each other often, they are so easy to talk to.
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It's now Thursday. I got so much done today I'm surprised how it even happened. Jemma has taken good naps, has not been fussy at all about anything. Enjoyed her own time while I did things around her and now is taking another nap. So that's how I manage to get to even blog. Not how I wanted to, but I wanted to do it since I had already started. 
Anyway, until next time. 
Cheerio!