Well, little baby-T still hasn't joined us. We are now officially at DD+1 (due date +1).
Last night I rolled over and looked at the clock and it said 4:02AM. I must have only half fallen asleep right after that, and had one of those half-dream, half-awake incrediby vivid dreams. The ones where you don't realize you're even dreaming until a few moments after you wake up.
In the dream I had fallen asleep just after 4AM with my hand on Sarah's stomach. All of a sudden her stomach poked out really far because she was having a huge contraction. Her stomach itself was contorting, which now that I'm awake seems obviously exaggerated.
Still in the dream, Sarah was saying "ow, ow, ow" through her teeth. My brain kicked into gear, and without thinking, I reminded her to focus on her breathing, and we started counting the breaths as I helped her unclinch her fists and relax her shoulders. I noticed that I was so tired that I couldn't open my eyes. I just kept counting her through her breaths with my eyes closed, and that's when I realized, I couldn't open my eyes because I was asleep and dreaming.
Back in reality, I rolled over and thought "nuts, he's not coming yet." I had been so excited to finally meet my little friend, my son. Just have to wait a little bit longer, but I know it will be more than worth the wait!
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
No baby / No running
No baby yet. He's making all the "alien in the belly" movements, but apparently our little guy isn't quite ready to see the outside world. Soon, very soon!
Also no running to speak of. My left leg just isn't cooperating, between my hamstring and my IT band, it's a no go, so this week it's more swimming, biking, lifting, and icing for me.
Also no running to speak of. My left leg just isn't cooperating, between my hamstring and my IT band, it's a no go, so this week it's more swimming, biking, lifting, and icing for me.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
miscellaneous
Well our little man is coming any day now. Last night I was pushing on Sarah's belly and could feel his little feet (I think). It's so fun that I can talk to him and push at him and he'll start moving around. Can't wait until I get to interact with him on the "outside"!
Ran yesterday and it's now been 4 or 5 runs in a row with no pain in my knee. Still going very short mileage, but I'm slowly getting encouraged. I still hope to get out on the trails again to do some 20-40 milers by late summer/early fall. I like running at night with the reflective vest and the little arm light I have. There's something mysterious to it and it's a nice feeling knowing there aren't many others willing to do what you're doing.
We're mostly moved into the new house. Haven't put up any picture frames yet, so things are a little stark, but I'm loving the place. It fits us well and feels like our home already. No buyers' remorse here!
For those of you wondering what our son's name will be, here's a hint: It's Samuel, Tyler or Ethan. Thought I'd give it away didn't you!
Ran yesterday and it's now been 4 or 5 runs in a row with no pain in my knee. Still going very short mileage, but I'm slowly getting encouraged. I still hope to get out on the trails again to do some 20-40 milers by late summer/early fall. I like running at night with the reflective vest and the little arm light I have. There's something mysterious to it and it's a nice feeling knowing there aren't many others willing to do what you're doing.
We're mostly moved into the new house. Haven't put up any picture frames yet, so things are a little stark, but I'm loving the place. It fits us well and feels like our home already. No buyers' remorse here!
For those of you wondering what our son's name will be, here's a hint: It's Samuel, Tyler or Ethan. Thought I'd give it away didn't you!
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Chores vs Trail Running
I was just reading an old post of mine about one of my most memorable runs. Right now I can only run a few days a week (and only 4 miles at a time), but I'm slowly on the comeback. At least I'm running at all!
I just keep thinking about being able to have the freedom to drive to the woods and spend a day running on the trails, letting them wash away any tension and stress.
My mind is drifting there since I've got a laundry list of chores right now. We've got a baby coming in less than 4 weeks (whoah!). That has given me a large list of to-do's on it's own, but then we're moving to a new house next week, we're trying to get new tenants to backfill when we move out of the duplex, and on it goes.
When the thoughts start getting overwhelming I close my eyes, and picture myself running on the trails. Just have to keep praying that my injuries stay away!
In the meantime, I better stop writing and call some pediatricians to see if we can add our coming son to their patient list...
I just keep thinking about being able to have the freedom to drive to the woods and spend a day running on the trails, letting them wash away any tension and stress.
My mind is drifting there since I've got a laundry list of chores right now. We've got a baby coming in less than 4 weeks (whoah!). That has given me a large list of to-do's on it's own, but then we're moving to a new house next week, we're trying to get new tenants to backfill when we move out of the duplex, and on it goes.
When the thoughts start getting overwhelming I close my eyes, and picture myself running on the trails. Just have to keep praying that my injuries stay away!
In the meantime, I better stop writing and call some pediatricians to see if we can add our coming son to their patient list...
Friday, December 23, 2005
Who I Am
OK, I'm finally blogging again. Don't know why I haven't found the motivation to write for a while.
I've been stuck in a struggle to figure out whether I want to write more like Theodemos, and share my deep and genuine thoughts, or whether to take Mike's approach and keep it fun and personal.
One of the things I enjoy most in life is having long conversations about the Spiritual, Philosophical, and Scientific interpretations of the universe we live in. It stimulates my mind and is something I'm passionate about. Some of my favorite memories come from these moments of sharing ideas and ideals.
My dad and I would lay awake for hours in the woods, staring at the stars and discussing the vastness of the universe. We have different viewpoints about many things. We've never seen eye to eye on matters of politics, but in those chilly nights under a curtain of twinkling lights we both knew that agreeing who should be president didn't matter so much as the wonder we shared about who we are and why we're here. In those moments I found the joy of open dialogue rather than passionate debate. I also grew to own my faith and learned to share it openly with others who did not share it.
My mom and I would talk about God until the late hours of the night, and sometimes even the early hours of the morning. I wanted to hear all about my maker and savior, and even at a young age would discuss the meaning of various scriptures. I see now that those engaging dialogues were teaching moments the Lord was using to mold my mind and heart. He was working through them and helping my mom to raise me in "the nurture and admonition of the Lord."
I'm not just a serious guy though. I'm downright silly if you catch me at the right moment. I usually let my shyness hide that, but ask my wife what home is like and more likely than not, she'll mention we share a lot of laughter.
I'm still the little boy enjoying my adventures in the woods with my buddies. I love thinking back to all the hikes, campouts, mountain climbs, snowshoeing, rock hopping, river swimming, running, golfing, and snow caving we've shared together.
It's also true that sharing our experiences is what makes them so much more wonderful. I get a kick out of reading Mike's, and Jim's daily thoughts and what they've been up to. In fact, I'm sure Oswald Chambers would likely say it's in the sharing of the mundane and ordinary events that you find your real friends.
Anyone can enjoy the mountaintop, but I know Trent is important to me when I think it's cute that Carson has fuzz growing on his head. I know Mike is a great friend and brother when I laugh at his story about how he's "daddy" when Becky talks for Lily and "papa" when Becky talks to Lily. I see how grateful I am to have added Jim to my "inner circle" when I enjoy his memories of childhood in Maine and how everything seems so different now that he's gone back as an adult.
I guess I'm the serious and the silly guy, and will have to give myself freedom to write about both. Today I will think about whether the mainstream media in our nation is biased to the left or whether I am biased to the right (is it both?) and I will enjoy a homemade cinnamon role. I will try to keep my commitment to spend time in God's word and in prayer and I will see an old friend who is in town. I will be upset that our world is so materialistic we seem to have forgotten what Christmas means and I will play a computer game.
I am serious and silly, and I love both worlds.
I've been stuck in a struggle to figure out whether I want to write more like Theodemos, and share my deep and genuine thoughts, or whether to take Mike's approach and keep it fun and personal.
One of the things I enjoy most in life is having long conversations about the Spiritual, Philosophical, and Scientific interpretations of the universe we live in. It stimulates my mind and is something I'm passionate about. Some of my favorite memories come from these moments of sharing ideas and ideals.
My dad and I would lay awake for hours in the woods, staring at the stars and discussing the vastness of the universe. We have different viewpoints about many things. We've never seen eye to eye on matters of politics, but in those chilly nights under a curtain of twinkling lights we both knew that agreeing who should be president didn't matter so much as the wonder we shared about who we are and why we're here. In those moments I found the joy of open dialogue rather than passionate debate. I also grew to own my faith and learned to share it openly with others who did not share it.
My mom and I would talk about God until the late hours of the night, and sometimes even the early hours of the morning. I wanted to hear all about my maker and savior, and even at a young age would discuss the meaning of various scriptures. I see now that those engaging dialogues were teaching moments the Lord was using to mold my mind and heart. He was working through them and helping my mom to raise me in "the nurture and admonition of the Lord."
I'm not just a serious guy though. I'm downright silly if you catch me at the right moment. I usually let my shyness hide that, but ask my wife what home is like and more likely than not, she'll mention we share a lot of laughter.
I'm still the little boy enjoying my adventures in the woods with my buddies. I love thinking back to all the hikes, campouts, mountain climbs, snowshoeing, rock hopping, river swimming, running, golfing, and snow caving we've shared together.
It's also true that sharing our experiences is what makes them so much more wonderful. I get a kick out of reading Mike's, and Jim's daily thoughts and what they've been up to. In fact, I'm sure Oswald Chambers would likely say it's in the sharing of the mundane and ordinary events that you find your real friends.
Anyone can enjoy the mountaintop, but I know Trent is important to me when I think it's cute that Carson has fuzz growing on his head. I know Mike is a great friend and brother when I laugh at his story about how he's "daddy" when Becky talks for Lily and "papa" when Becky talks to Lily. I see how grateful I am to have added Jim to my "inner circle" when I enjoy his memories of childhood in Maine and how everything seems so different now that he's gone back as an adult.
I guess I'm the serious and the silly guy, and will have to give myself freedom to write about both. Today I will think about whether the mainstream media in our nation is biased to the left or whether I am biased to the right (is it both?) and I will enjoy a homemade cinnamon role. I will try to keep my commitment to spend time in God's word and in prayer and I will see an old friend who is in town. I will be upset that our world is so materialistic we seem to have forgotten what Christmas means and I will play a computer game.
I am serious and silly, and I love both worlds.
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