Update on life with 2

Well, I've been a mother of 2 for three weeks now, and I am finally getting adjusted to it. At first it was so wheels off, but now I am really enjoying it. Don't get me wrong, I am well aware that at any time the wheels could come flying off all over the place, but as for now, we are doing good. The good news is that Elizabeth loves her brother more than she loves Jeremy and I put together. The bad news is that sometimes that love is shown in a very hostil way. For instance, laying on James, constantly yelling in James' ear how much she loves him, and picking him up by the neck when no one is looking are just some of the ways she shows her love for him. Oh, I almost forgot, waking him up by smothering him just when he finally falls asleep is another thing that he absolutely loves. But seriously, we are taking it day by day, and I am very hopeful for the future.
By the way James is glorious. I am seriously shocked at how much I actually love him. God is great.

Best mother's day ever!

I am thrilled to say that James is here and he is glorious. The Lord poured blessings on our home birth, and we had an awesome labor and delivery (I spared you some of the more graphic pics - your welcome). It was such an awesome night that I will never forget, and I would do it again the same way in a heart beat. Our midwives were amazing and Jeremy was my hero - our relationship will never be the same. I can't say enough about our experience. James is awesome and such a sweet angel. He was born at 12:24 a.m. on mothers day and was 8 lbs. 4 oz. of perfection. Praise God for his goodness.

Waiting

Many of you know that I have been very anxious to have this baby before my midwife goes on a 2 week mission trip. Well, I'm 9 days over due and she leaves tomorrow. She has stripped my membranes 3 times (twice today in fact) in hopes that I would have gone into labor by now, but to no avail. Today we both cried together for awhile at the thought that she would not be the one to deliver baby James. She said that she was shocked that I was not going into labor (I'm at a 5) and that the only explanation was that God knew he wasn't ready yet. I am still praying that I will go into labor tonight, but I have so much peace about it if I don't. My sweet, patient Lord has recently pointed out to me that the universe does not revolve around me and my schedule, and that this birth is about Him - because everything is. So, until He says our son is ready, we are waiting, and hopefully my next post will be soon and filled with pictures of James.