baby talk

I've been struggling a lot recently with Isaiah's "demands." His little will seems to be making itself known more and more these last few weeks and it's been...challenging. : )
Needless to say, I'm realizing that I really have to search my heart here...what I mean is, when he does something irritating, like, start wailing the minute I put him down, I have to really examine my heart because my gut reaction is to be like, 'just be happy, be quiet, why are you bothering me with this loud noise?'
And sometimes he may just need to be quiet and happy without me holding him, this is true, but I want to make sure that my reaction to him isn't just frustration or...of course, pure selfishness!
Woah! Selfishness meets selfishness maybe? Weird, I never even thought of it that way until just now...
What I'm realizing is, when Isaiah fusses and I feel it is unnecessary that he fuss (ie he could be happy if he just wanted to!), if I am irritated just because he is inhibiting me from doing what I want to do than aren't I possibly just being selfish? And why is my selfishness more justifiable than his?
Maybe I'm the one who needs to just be quiet and happy! Ha!
But anyway, tonight as I was walking him to sleep in our dark bedroom for the second time in the last 30 minutes, I remembered my first post here and how much I really love to be "needed" by Isaiah. I was reminded, by God I'm sure!, that Isaiah really does need me to fall asleep soundly, to be well fed, to be happy and loved. And I sigh. With happiness and contentment.
It really is good to be needed. And it feels way better to see my relationship with him that way rather than feeling just pulled on and fussed at when I don't mean his "demands." Someone else reminded me today that crying IS his only means of communication, it's not like he can say please and thank you just yet. : )
So, I just needed to get that down in print...to help me remember, when I need to be reminded again...maybe tomorrow.

Other things....
Isaiah and I have found wild blackberries. A lot of blackberries! I think this makes me really happy because I found free food, and it brings back memories of picking berries as a kid.

I got to model two wedding dresses for a brand new wedding dress designer last week! I got my hair and make up done at a really sweet salon and then we took pictures in the gardens at UNC. So fun!

We've recently discovered that Isaiah LOVES animals-- at least dogs and cats. Today I took him to my friends house with a big orange cat and Isaiah scooted -as fast- as he could across the floor, grinning and grunting, trying to chase the cat down and grab it!

Autumn had her baby today!! and I was in the waiting room with Beka and Rebecka and it was so exciting. The night before we had all been hanging out, eating spicy food (Autumns idea to get her labor going ;) and talking about how there really is a baby right inside her belly, just about to come out!
Samuel John came out with dark hair and his mommies sweet eyes! I couldn't believe how much he looked like Autumn. After I held him and I went back to Isaiah I figured Samuel is about the size of one of Isaiah's legs. No joke. Samuel is only 6 lbs.

I hope to post pictures really soon!

Granola....and the rest of today

A few highlights of the day (oops, I saved this as a draft about a week ago, so it's a little old):

-This morning I took Isaiah's diaper off so he could air out after all night...you know. Anyway, he scooting along behind me as I dropped his wet diaper off in the laundry room, but as I turned to leave, he didn't follow. I turned off the light and beckoned him to follow, but he stayed in the shadows a few minutes before coming behind me. I went and sat on the floor in the next room to finish something I was working on...in comes little Zay...scoot, scoot, and I pick him up and...look down to see streaks of poop on my shirt.
So of course I check the floor...or rather the TRAIL he left on it!
Ah! He had stalled in the laundry room because he was leaving a big pile! (insert grossed out sound effects)
So, I cleaned him off in the tub, put a diaper on him, and then deposited him in his crib while I applied carpet cleaner to the floor. He's not in his crib very often, it's more like a play-pen then a place to sleep these days. So anyway, I'm cleaning the floor when it occurs to me that he may be able to stand up in his crib (he's been trying to for a few weeks).
Sure enough, I run in to find his little hands gripping the railing and his chubby little legs in a semi-confident stance. : )
"Oh baby!"
He grins at me and waves one arm in the air, then reaches for something behind him, looses his balance and goes down with a bang. He's so tough though, he just looks up at me, I smile, and he goes on with no tears!
I sat him close to the railing again, this time with it at it's full protective height (so he can't fall out) and he hoists himself right back up again. Naturally, being the classic first time mommy, I whip out the camera. : )
Once Levi loads them on the computer for me I'll have some up here.

That completes my Isaiah stories for the day. : ) (So if you're reading this because of him, the rest will not interest you!)

Other events:
-I found out that "heather" is in the Bible TWICE (King James Version) in Jeremiah, mentioned as a plant "heath" growing in the desert.

-My dad's pro-life ministry, Life Ministries, has a nearly-daily blog! Check it out at http://www.xanga.com/LIFEministries

It's 9.52pm and I'm so tired....goodnight!

this beautiful baby girl is alive...

"Here is the photo of Jennifer and her baby Portia, and my dad. (They are standing in front of Hillcrest Abortion Center)

Jennifer had scheduled the killing of her child in the spring of 2006 when we (the Life Ministries crew) called out to her outside the Hillcrest abortuary. She turned around and left without talking to us.

A week later she came back and again we called out to her, pleading for her baby’s life and offering her every kind of help. She walked over to us with arms folded across her chest and angrily said, "OK, I’m not going to do it, but I need help." Her voice went from anger to brokenness as the tears began to flow. Linda gave Jennifer a comforting hug as David (my dad) told Jennifer we would help with everything she needed.

Over the next few months we were blessed to help Jennifer through some tough times.

Yesterday, Wednesday-June 6, Jennifer’s dad drove her up beside us and Jennifer jumped out and got Portia out of the car seat and thanked us for helping her. David got to hold precious little Portia, born on December 11, 2006. While we see over 100 babies saved each year, we rarely have moments like this! Praise be to God for what He has done and this encouragement He brought our way!"
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Doesn't this picture just make you cry? I fell apart looking at this precious little girl who's life was actually scheduled to be ended just a few months ago....
I can't get over how precious Portia is -- and SO adorable! and SO precious! !!

She can say, "My frame was not hidden from You
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
Your eyes saw my unformed body.

All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be." (ps. 139)

Amazing!!!!!