Happy Holidays

Well, it's January 2nd, Seth has gone back to work, and I'm trying to figure out what I should be doing with myself. It's not that I have nothing to do; it's just that I'm not sure what I should start with. Doing the dishes is an obvious option. It's been three days since they got done. And there's always laundry. Plus there's worship practice tonight.


All in all, I'm not surprised that I've been really tired lately. I did not see the New Year in, though Seth stayed up to greet it with root beer floats and computer games. And I confess I spent most of New Year's Day in bed too. Of course, my pregnancy emails say that I will be getting more tired now that I'm in my third tremester. As if I needed more fatigue!

But God provides. For instance, my family came over for New Years, and wouldn't you know, the first thing my mom did was my dishes. They also mounted the shelf in the baby room and helped Seth put the crib together.

So the baby room has become something of a multipurpose room. As you will notice, the tv is still in there. It will be until the bowl season is over, or at least until Seth leaves for his boat. Seth says he can totally see himself sitting in the rocking chair (see below for general idea) with a baby in one arm and a can of pop in the other. I told him that in such cases, it would be up to him to change the baby because I'm not climbing through all that to get to the changing table. He laughed.

I also have some history on the crib, for those of you who asked. My grandfather built this crib for my uncle, who is turning 60 this year. It was painted with lead paint and everything. When my uncle became a dad, he removed the lead paint and added the decals on the side. Then the crib withstood both of his kids, who are now grown, and the four kids of my aunt, who being the youngest in the family was in a position to receive a lot of hand-me-downs like that. When my aunt wanted to get rid of the crib, my parents said, "Hey, we've got kids near marrying age. They might need a crib." And so the crib came to us. We gave it a new coat of paint, and there it sits. We are thinking that the tv will fit nicely under the crib, while it's stand can fold up and fit anywhere. So Seth's football watching dreams are not that far-fetched.

Speaking of Seth, there's another provision. His leaving date was postponed for a week, so that's one less week that I'll have to spend alone before baby comes. (I've been kinda nervous about that. Anticipating the departure of one's spouse can really put a damper on the holiday season. ) Here he is with his Christmas beard. He grows a beard every leave and stand down period. And then he has to shave before he goes back to work. Poor guy, he really likes his beard.

Behind Seth, you can see our version of a Christmas tree this year. We went to Seth's parents' house for Christmas (sorry, no pictures), so the only decorations we put up were our lights and the garland you see above. All those cards are the cards we received from friends and family. So you might say that you made our Christmas (tree). :) Love to you all and a Happy New Year.

Jennifer