Well, We found out this morning that we are having a girl We are so excited
Faith Anna Phelps is what I want to name her. (Mike's not sold on the Anna Part yet).
-Faith because we have truly lived by our faith in God knowing that He would start our family when He knew it was time.
-Anna (after my sister & great-grandmother (Annushka), and Anna of the Prophetess in the Bible. 3 women very worthy of being named after).
She will our first child, the first Niece for Anna, James, Dan & Brooke, the first to make my sister an Aunt and James an Uncle, first Grand-daughter for my parents, and first grandchild for Mike’s parents. So… needless to say I think she’ll be a tad bit spoiled with love from the get-go!!!!
So, since there are no mountaintops in this area this is my version of shouting it from the mountaintop!
So cute frilly dresses....Come to momma! :)
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
More Ovaltine Please!!!
Okay, so we all know the commercial, but how many people have actually HAD Ovaltine?? Me neither. In fact, I don't even know if I am spelling it right. Anyway, acid reflux/heartburn has become an everyday problem for me again. I know that if I cut out coffee it would fix it, but I've already cut out Tom's Beer, Sashimi and rare steak....I have to be able to hold onto something that I love!!!!
Anyway, we were at the Carrolls house last night (a great new family that we have become friends with as a result of Mike's change to A-shift) and I grabbed a Wendy's sandwhich on the way there (since my hunger pains are accompanied with moody outbursts) and then we ordered Pizza. I know, I know, REAL healthy Krista...Good choice! :) Well, not much time had past from finishing the pizza that I started getting Heartburn. I asked Diane for Tums or something. She had Tums & Pepto, but recommended I try her remedy. A tall glass of COLD chocolate Ovaltine. I figured, hey, if it didn't work oh well, I got a tall glass of chocolate milk. Well, it was yummy for sure. But....wait for the shock factor....it worked. Not only did it get rid of my heartburn, but it stayed away!!! That NEVER happens. I didn't even wake up last night to eat more tums.
THANKS DIANE!!!!!
So, now I will advise every pregnant woman to buy a thing of Ovaltine for emergency's such as this!!!
MORE OVALTINE PLEASE!!!
(Now after searching for a picture I at least know that I am spelling it correctly!) :)
Monday, December 3, 2007
Is that you God? It's me...
You ever have one of those weekends where it just seems like every turn presents another problem? Yeah...Those suck. Now add on pregnancy hormones and you have a tornado where it was just a whirlwind.
Okay, so that is exactly how my weekend went. I prayed all weekend to try and get myself in the right mindset and there would be certain points of relief, but for the most part I just couldn't get my spirits up. Well, God had a funny way of letting me know that He wasn't ignoring me. I was on my way to a baby shower and I had a friend from church in the car with me. We were on the exit ramp and started hearing a funny noise. It didn't feel like a flat because my car was still in perfect control, but it sounded like one. Well, low and behold, it was a flat.
I called Mike because the Escape has a VERY different way of accessing the spare. Well, he insisted on coming to change it for me because I apparently shouldn't be doing that while pregnant. Side bar: this thought never occurred to me. I am such a "I am woman Hear me Roar" type of woman, that I just do stuff like that because that's what I was trained to do...never be helpless. This is why God has me paired with Mike because he loves to take care of me and he thinks of things like that! Anyway...back on track now... I wasn’t pulled over but 2 or 3 minutes and a VDOT (Virginia Department of Transportation) truck just happened to be driving by and pulled over and changed my tire for me. It's a good thing too, because the spare had no air in it either.
So Lu, that's the VDOT guys name, changed my tire and got me all fixed up and ready to go on my way again. We examined the tire to see why it went flat, but there wasn’t anything wrong. NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. ZERO. ZILCH. I truly believe it was God getting my attention to show me that He is taking care of me and listening. Because I pray and forget to listen He had to speak to me via flat tire to let me know that He is watching me, there for me, and actively caring for my needs. His plan is so much bigger than I can even imagine. It's a good thing the He is taking care of me. I'd be such a mess without Him. Actually without them. I guess that's why it's so important to marry the person that God has planned for you. He knows who will protect you and take care of you the best. I did pretty well on my own, but Mike is truly my partner and protector in Life.
God has come to my aide on the side of the road more than once. I guess that's the one place where there aren't any distractions! So, the next time that there is an inconvenience in your life, maybe it's God trying to tell you something. He's always there, He's always listening. He's just waiting for you to call upon Him.
Okay, so that is exactly how my weekend went. I prayed all weekend to try and get myself in the right mindset and there would be certain points of relief, but for the most part I just couldn't get my spirits up. Well, God had a funny way of letting me know that He wasn't ignoring me. I was on my way to a baby shower and I had a friend from church in the car with me. We were on the exit ramp and started hearing a funny noise. It didn't feel like a flat because my car was still in perfect control, but it sounded like one. Well, low and behold, it was a flat.
I called Mike because the Escape has a VERY different way of accessing the spare. Well, he insisted on coming to change it for me because I apparently shouldn't be doing that while pregnant. Side bar: this thought never occurred to me. I am such a "I am woman Hear me Roar" type of woman, that I just do stuff like that because that's what I was trained to do...never be helpless. This is why God has me paired with Mike because he loves to take care of me and he thinks of things like that! Anyway...back on track now... I wasn’t pulled over but 2 or 3 minutes and a VDOT (Virginia Department of Transportation) truck just happened to be driving by and pulled over and changed my tire for me. It's a good thing too, because the spare had no air in it either.
So Lu, that's the VDOT guys name, changed my tire and got me all fixed up and ready to go on my way again. We examined the tire to see why it went flat, but there wasn’t anything wrong. NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. ZERO. ZILCH. I truly believe it was God getting my attention to show me that He is taking care of me and listening. Because I pray and forget to listen He had to speak to me via flat tire to let me know that He is watching me, there for me, and actively caring for my needs. His plan is so much bigger than I can even imagine. It's a good thing the He is taking care of me. I'd be such a mess without Him. Actually without them. I guess that's why it's so important to marry the person that God has planned for you. He knows who will protect you and take care of you the best. I did pretty well on my own, but Mike is truly my partner and protector in Life.
God has come to my aide on the side of the road more than once. I guess that's the one place where there aren't any distractions! So, the next time that there is an inconvenience in your life, maybe it's God trying to tell you something. He's always there, He's always listening. He's just waiting for you to call upon Him.
Who really cares???? Well...doesn't everyone?
Okay, so I don't know if every pregnant woman is as psycho as I am about being pregnant. Not psycho as in doing everything right...cause I am far from that. Psycho as far as excited. I want everyone to know. I tell people at check out lines, the bank teller, the woman at the post office, seriously, any poor soul who fains the least bit of interest gets my news! :)
I am so thankful for Mike & I to be starting our family! I am so excited to be a mom. Am I worried about not screwing up my child? Of course, but I have a great family that is Chalk full of good advice. If you have ever met my sister's sons you would know that I have a good model to follow. Nicolas will be 9 next month (I really can't believe that) and can hold a more intelligent conversation than most adults! Jeremiah is just 14 months and can already pick up after himself and do so many things that most 2 and 3 year olds (and adults) don't know how to do. It's all in the training, and I know that I have a good child training Guru in my sister.
Okay, so back to my psycho excitement. I have a count down clock on my computer screen ticking down the minutes until we hopefully find out whether it's a boy or girl (8 days, 17 hrs, 32 min & 31 sec, 28 sec, 26 sec.....). I bought some iron on transfer paper to create my own t-shirts (mainly one that says "Jingle Belly, Jingle Belly, Baby on the Way), I have already registered (which I started doing on the day I found out and continue to add things as I think about Kidd and how she/he is growing). Every name I come across through our program applications, people I meet, or names I hear on the TV or radio are all the suddenly potential kid names. I walk around holding my belly and praying silently for the child growing within me to become a strong Christian servant to be a light for Jesus into this world, and when I am alone I hold my belly and say out lout "Grow Baby GROW!"
So, I know that I am not the only soon-to-be-mom that does these things, and that is reassuring. But... I still feel sorry for the people that get trapped in my excitement! So sorry if that is you!!! Not sorry enough to stop of course!! I'm going to be a mom!!! Why not get excited about that!!!!
I am so thankful for Mike & I to be starting our family! I am so excited to be a mom. Am I worried about not screwing up my child? Of course, but I have a great family that is Chalk full of good advice. If you have ever met my sister's sons you would know that I have a good model to follow. Nicolas will be 9 next month (I really can't believe that) and can hold a more intelligent conversation than most adults! Jeremiah is just 14 months and can already pick up after himself and do so many things that most 2 and 3 year olds (and adults) don't know how to do. It's all in the training, and I know that I have a good child training Guru in my sister.
Okay, so back to my psycho excitement. I have a count down clock on my computer screen ticking down the minutes until we hopefully find out whether it's a boy or girl (8 days, 17 hrs, 32 min & 31 sec, 28 sec, 26 sec.....). I bought some iron on transfer paper to create my own t-shirts (mainly one that says "Jingle Belly, Jingle Belly, Baby on the Way), I have already registered (which I started doing on the day I found out and continue to add things as I think about Kidd and how she/he is growing). Every name I come across through our program applications, people I meet, or names I hear on the TV or radio are all the suddenly potential kid names. I walk around holding my belly and praying silently for the child growing within me to become a strong Christian servant to be a light for Jesus into this world, and when I am alone I hold my belly and say out lout "Grow Baby GROW!"
So, I know that I am not the only soon-to-be-mom that does these things, and that is reassuring. But... I still feel sorry for the people that get trapped in my excitement! So sorry if that is you!!! Not sorry enough to stop of course!! I'm going to be a mom!!! Why not get excited about that!!!!
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