Friday, February 12

And now... a word on Valentine's Day.

See? See how I did that? I just tricked you into thinking that we had only just talked yesterday and that I was just popping by to share the interesting link I had just discovered (via one Amy Atkins) when, in reality, it has been shamefully long since we talked... I'm so tricky.

I've missed you.

Happy Valentine's weekend, dear friends! And, coincidentally, happy Winter Wonderland as well! Here is our house in the snow...

What is it about snow that feels so romantic? Perhaps its the snuggling that you know must follow a joyful romp in the snow. Last night, Trevor and I played in the snow at our local park. We wowed the children with our huge snow cave, defeated the punk kids who tried to start a snowball fight with us and then came home to sit in front of the fire and sip hot tea... Earl Grey for my husband, Mint Medley for me. It was wonderful... and, just as we got all snuggled up on the couch to watch The Office, the power went out. It was delicious. We moved our snuggles to the bedroom, opened the blinds and watched the snow fall instead. I'll spare you the details on the rest of the evening but let me just say: Yum-my.

Here's a picture of me and Trev on his birthday... just for fun.

Would anyone like an update on the baby girl? Well, she has an official name. Yes, we did not take lightly the task of deciding what this precious child should be called for the rest of her ever loving life... We took our sweet time. We are still deciding on her middle name but her first name is officially (drum roll, please)... Laila! Pronounced LILA. It is the Hebrew word for "night" and, just as the night sky reflects the sheer majesty and glory of God, we pray that she would reflect God's majesty and glory, that she would be a reflection of His infinite beauty. Yes, Lord. May it be so. Amen. If you would like to make suggestions as to her middle name, feel free!

I've said it before and I'll say it again: I CAN'T WAIT to see her beautiful face! Hmm... the only thing is... that I know, in order for this to happen, I'll have to give birth to her. Wow. Big, deep exhale. Really, friends, its just the absolute unknowing that gets to me. I've tried to glean wisdom from friends and family. I've asked for the down and dirty, nitty gritty stories and, still, I know that I simply don't know what it will be like, how I will respond, what I will feel. One thing is for sure: for the joy set before me, I will endure. For the joy set before me, I will persevere. For the joy of looking into Laila's eyes and seeing Trevor hold her and kiss her and beginning our journey as a new family, I will give her the gift of birth... Cause, really, the alternative is staying pregnant forever and that is definitely not. an. option.

Would you like to see photos of our ongoing nursery project?

Well, here is her chandelier...

And here are her changing table and crib (found for cheap on Craig's list!)...

And, now... I speak about this in hushed reverence. My husband is amazing. He is truly a Renaissance man; lover, engineer, poet and, now, I find out that he is also an artist. Look what he did for his girls...

Yes, that amazing, beautiful horse is painted on the wall. I was speechless. Really, I still am...

And now for the whole picture...

I invite you, dear friend, to come and see the nursery in person. We'll drink hot tea and sit in front of the fireplace. No romp in the snow required.


  1. Very nice. Sorry, I just deleted The Office. You may still be able to see it on NBC.COM. You tell the nicest stories. Happy Valentines Day. See you tommorrow.

  2. Chels!! The nursery is so adorable! Love the horse. That man 'o yours--I tell ya! Laila is a beautiful name. And I get nervous about giving birth each time--but something will happen in the last month. You will transition from being nervous and wanting to kind of delay the inevitable to just being READY to meet her and NOT be preggo anymore! God gives grace, my friend. And as my little two cents? Don't pressure yourself to have the "perfect birth experience". Do what you need to do to have that baby! :) You know, how like, once you're in college no one cares what you got on your SATs? It's the same with birth--one she is born and you see that gorgeous baby, no one will care if there was an epidural or no epidural, if you bore it all in silence and fortitude or screamed the house down. It's all good, babe! Cannot WAIT to see pictures of your baby girl. :)

    And lastly, will you and Trev please stop being so precious, sweet to each other, fun loving, spontaneous and romantic? You're making the rest of us look bad.

  3. Your nursery is precious! Keep counting down the days, but truly enjoy the time alone you have with your husband. You will be a wonderful mother, and above all with the labor- go with the flow. After having 3 kids I have come to accept that each time will be different, and as long as you have a great Dr. there is no need to worry. Go with the flow...and trust in him that everything will work out. There is one thing that I wasn't told until baby #3, so email me so I can share this with you. (Not the type of info you want spread on blogland). samyepeterson at gmail dot com.

  4. Trevor did the "best" job. I am throughly impressed. Wow. It looks so good! I can't wait to see it this week :)!

    Good for you for blogging! Keep it comin baby....

  5. Chels! I love your writing. So precious! And I love Laila's room. She and I will share the bond of "L" names. I love her already! And I agree witht the snow... there might not be anything more romantic. Loves!

  6. Thank you for your comments, friends! Samye and Amy, I truly appreciate your confidence in me as it relates to the birth situation. Amy, you're so right. I don't even REMEMBER what I got on the SAT. :) (Dad, don't come along here and tell everyone. It's better just forgotten!)