A Baby Blue Christmas

It’s Christmas Eve and I just had to get out of the apartment, knowing that I won’t be going anywhere tomorrow and we’re about to get snowed in. The streets were already slick when I left, so my visit to the coffee shop needs to be brief.

There are many things on my mind, and many events to report, so I’ll just start writing and see what happens.

First, the good news:

We’re having a BOY!

Not that it’s a surprise, seeing as how everyone has suggested it was a boy (particularly Gabriel). So I’ll set aside my creative girl names and take a deep breath as Papa Bear intensifies the search for the perfect name for his first-born son.

We weren’t expecting to find out the gender so soon, but it was quite obvious. When we were in Alabama last weekend for Daniel’s wedding, Poppa called and said we could come in for an ultrasound at the hospital. This was a great idea because then Gabriel and both my parents could get a glimpse of our June Bug. It was magical. He popped up on the screen instantly and was wriggling, kicking, punching, swallowing, and dancing all over my belly. So perfect. Seeing his fingers and toes, his perfect spine and little face, I felt a peace inside me that silenced all my anxiety. There was my son, my perfect baby boy, not quite the length of my hand, showing off his jazzy dance skills. It’s a sight I will never forget, alongside the way my heart jumped when the tech said “It’s a boy!” My husband and my parents – the ones who know me best – were there beside me.  This Christmas is Baby Blue.

I enjoyed our time in Alabama. Crowds aren’t really my thing nowadays, but I endured it with enjoyment this time. Watching my little brother get married was unusually relieving. I don’t know any other way to describe it. It was like being able to take a deep breath and let it out in a comforting sigh. It was also really great to spend time with my family, specifically my parents and the Finchers, and my grandfather who looked so proud and handsome in his new suit. My great-aunts and uncles were at the wedding too, and they once again brought a big smile to my heart with their stories of being married for 60 and 70 years. Once again, I am reminded that I have a heritage of gold. It’s times like those that I really really miss my grandmother.  She missed both our weddings and the news of our baby by less than a year. I miss her. I really miss her.

Coming home always opens up the floodgates of emotion for me, many different kinds of emotion. So many memories that I’ve run away from, so many that I cherish, a casserole of hurts and comforts.  Each time I return, I’m caught by surprise, whether it be by my most beloved people turning a cold shoulder to me, or rediscovering the beautiful sight of my hometown lit up on a winter night. I walk away both refreshed and drained. It’s hard for me to imagine living there again, unable to run away like I always have in the past. I think I’ll need to go through more inner healing in regards to my hometown memories before I can live there again. But God is merciful.

There are many more things I would like to say, but the snow is falling heavier now and I need to get home.

To the South and Back

So… Sorry there was confusion about our  road trip destination this past weekend.  We literally changed our plans at the last minute.  Our house-shopping process suddenly made leaps forward and we realized that this would be the last opportunity we would both be able to have time off work for a while.  Yes, I am very disappointed that we had to skip our Mississippi trip, especially the wedding.  It was with much deliberation that the change of plans was made.  This was the best we could do.

Thursday was a very long work day for me, but enjoyable nonetheless, finishing up with a fun and successful work event at the Firefly Lounge.  Gabriel picked me up from there around 9pm and we got on the road right away.  The drive was not bad at all, I took the first half and Gabriel the last half, made interesting by the books on tape he’d picked out from the library.  We arrived at our destination at exactly 7am, and took naps after greeting a mom who was all smiles.  There was not much rest for the weary, though, because our house search began only three hours later.  Tammy had taken the list we had compiled of houses we’d seen online and arranged for us to view them along with some she thought we might like.  As it turns out, we liked the houses she picked out more than most of the ones we originally thought were cool.  This was all exciting and fun.  We were tuckered out by the end and took an afternoon nap.  Daniel had an Elias Patriot show that night, so we wanted to be rested enough to go.  This was Gabriel’s first time to hear him play live.  We had a great time and, as usual, were very proud to have such a talented brother.

Saturday became progressively better with each hour, characterized by coffee and online house searching at Rivertown, neighborhood drives narrowing down our list, a UNA football game (which was incredibly comfortable and fun, as it was our first game with my husband present), wrapping up with another one of Daniel’s shows at Rivertown.  We talked for a while after the show with Quinn Erwin from Nashville who also played.  In addition to being a good song-writer, he had a lot of cool things in common with Gabriel and I, including having a heart for missions.  The conversation was encouraging.  Check this out: www.globalsupportmission.com.

Visiting my home church is always refreshing, and this time even more so because I felt like my family was more complete with my husband there.  The smiling faces of our church family were once again faithful to bring joy to our hearts.  They are beautiful people.  After a brief though enriching visit after the meeting, my family including Sharon Taylor had lunch at Maggie’s house before our second round of house-hunting with Tammy.  This hunt was longer, though it was a little rainy outside.  I found one I super like and want to buy, but I’m trying to be reasonable.  Afterwards, Tammy offered some very good insight and food for thought.  We are once again in the thinking stage, this time with a little more understanding of the process.  We could move forward now, but it seems like it would be easier and smarter to wait a few weeks or months.  We’ll see… and we’ll keep you posted.  There are a couple steps we need to take in order for things to progress in the most efficient way.  With that said, does anyone know of some good job opportunities in the Shoals area, particularly for Gabriel?

Today’s journey home was actually quite enjoyable, accompanied by “For Whom the Bell Tolls” on CD.  We are sleepy but happy to be home together, and satisfied with the events of the weekend.  Now we are watching episodes of the The Office and LOST online before calling it a day.  Tomorrow brings us back to the norm.  Time to earn more money.

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