Saturday, March 5, 2011

Tomorrow is 26 Weeks for Ilse...

And I miss my friend's baby so much.  He was a little older than Ilse is, but they were (I thought) destined to spend their lives together.  Apparently, God's plan is not ours, BUT.....

I believe these sweet babies are destined to spend eternity together.  I can't wait to teach Ilse about God's love for her, and how he sent His Son to die for her on the cross.  These are Truths that won't be ignored in our family, and Ilse will hear about it (well, she already has, but you know what I mean) as soon as she is born.

I have another friend who read her bible to her babies.  I love that idea.  Tim reads with the boys at bedtime, but I don't usually read with them during the day unless Bam-Bam asks, which sometimes he does.  I need to get back into the habit of working on their catechism with them, now that Joey is more able to say the words.  So far the kids know:

Who made you?  God.

What else did God make?  He made all things.

Why did God make you and all things?  For his glory!

How can you glorify God?  By loving him and obeying him.

Are there more gods than one?  No, only one God!

In how many persons does this one God exist?  In three persons.

What are they?  The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit!

What is God?  God is a spirit, he doesn't have a body like me.

Where is God?  God is everywhere.

And we're working on: Can you see God?  No, I cannot see God, but he always sees me.

Anyway, back to pregnancy:

I still haven't gained weight, but Ilse did grow like she was supposed to!  She was, at 25 week and 3 days, measuring 25 weeks and 4 days.  I guess I finally ate enough to make her grow.  Yippee for me.

Still having the typical pregnancy problem of constipation.  But you know what?  I don't hate it.

The problem I'm having that I hate is.... I have no idea what it's called.  But my entire throat fills with air and I can't get it out.  Burping is nearly impossible because it's like the air is strangling me.  I can't lie down when that happens because then I can't breathe well at all, and I don't want to force burping because then I think I would barf.  Ok, I know, completely TMI, but that is the problem that I'm facing now.

My blood pressure isn't currently causing any problems.  The 24 hour urine test was normal (YAY!) and so now we just have to watch it.  I read two studies recently that said, 1) grape juice substantially lowers blood pressure.  So I bought some.  And 2) lack of sleep raises blood pressure.  So I'm trying to sleep enough.  Right or wrong, I blame genetics and years of school (lack of sleep and proper food) for my blood pressure, but.... oh well.  Life is life is life, and I'm going to enjoy being pregnant even if I have to go on blood pressure meds.  

I'm still not looking forward to the glucola test in two weeks, but maybe, just maybe it will come back ok and I won't have to do the three hour test.  Please pray for that, will you?

I try to congratulate Ilse every time I feel her move, because there was one day she didn't move much at all and she scared me.  I sat there poking her for a long time, and finally she moved.  So I figure if I praise each time she kicks me, she will want to do it more often (just like dumb Faith calms down when I praise her for it.)  I know, Ilse isn't a dog, but the principle is the same.  :)  Shhhh, don't tell anyone I just compared my kid to a dog!

Tim and I went to Babies R Us the other day to register for the lovely baby shower Ivy is giving me, even though a family member isn't supposed to host a shower.  I've killed that rule twice for Ivy, so I suppose she can kill it for me.  It will be fun, BUT it will be strange for me since I've historically really had a hard time at baby showers.  I hope I can set those memories aside for one day, or maybe not set them aside, because they have forever changed me, but maybe they won't hurt that day.

I really enjoyed spending that time with Tim.  Registering for baby things was not something we ever thought we'd do.  Isn't that interesting.

God has given us three precious blessings, and each one is amazing.  He's really given us many more than three, but those three are what this post is about.

1 comment:

  1. Glad that little Ilse is growing properly...yay, Ilse! ;) Keep moving for your mama, sweet girl!


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