Patiently Waiting....

I guess I will not be getting any sleep tonight. Jenn called to tell me her water broke and they are on the way to the hospital. Baby "R" will be making her way into the world in a few hours. So here I am blogging to keep from pacing in excitement! You two will be fantastic parents.

Many years ago I found an incredible poem about childbirth. It is a poem I have never forgotten. Powerful...grab the tissues.

“A Child's Birth”

You learn a lot about living when a child is born.

You learn that pain can overwhelm and overtake and you wonder how your own mother survived.

You clench your fists and tear the sheets as life, entering life, tears your flesh.

And the moment you hold that tiny miracle, your heart rips open in a way you never knew before.

Your flesh will heal in time. You lie bleeding, not your flesh so much as your soul.

You know that every minute of every hour of every day you will be consumed with love.

And fear is the unwelcome guest that will ride upon love's new wings.

You touch your now-empty belly and mourn the life you once had all to yourself.

You hold this life, naked flesh to naked flesh. Nurse them to your breast,
rejoice that you can still provide what they need to survive....

You close your eyes and clutch their tiny fingers as they form to yours.

And in your heart you know that one day they will not be yours to hold
and you feel the tearing of your soul go even deeper.....

And again you wonder how your own mother survived.

How her sanity remained when her child was no more......

You learn a lot about living when a child is born.

— A poem by Delilah

11 Years

Happy Anniversary! To my wonderful husband....we have endured our share of troubles and triumphs. There is no one I would rather spend my life with. I love you!

Counting down

September has come and gone. I am grateful I can remember more of this year than last! The Breast Cancer 3 Day walk is a month away. I have had a few setbacks in my training. After battling fatigue, low grade fever and pelvic pain for 3-4 months, my appendix was taking out on the 9th. So with my tolerance being low, I was hit with the swine flu compliments of Maia. Feeling better each day, but I still get tired.

I may end up with a few more blisters than I was expecting, but I am looking forward to the event. Camera will be ready and tissues will be carried...maybe an entire box. My list of people I will carry with me keeps getting longer. I can no longer use two hands for the amount of people I know with breast cancer. October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Please feel free to feel your boobies!

Rich's mission

While I have been busy training for the Breast Cancer 3 Day, my husband has decided to train for a mini triathlon. With a good friend to push him to the limits....he ran, swam and biked his waistline off. His goal was to finish the event, even if it involved coming in last. He finish with lightning striking...literally! A storm blew in and the swimmers were asked to get out of the pool. After 3 months without a drop of booze, we celebrate at Legends. He can scratch this even off his bucket list. I can honestly say, this one is not on my list. My list involves no physical limitations....put me on a beach can keep the beverages flowing! I am proud of his accomplishment...did I mention he wants to do more? Now I am married to crazy!

Back to School

I am catching up on the months I have slacked off on writing. The Wilmots are back in lovely Indonesia amongst the natives. I miss they already. They had a great trip to Italy while we were starting school. Maia started 2nd grade. It is amazing to see how much she had grown in just a year. She has not only grown in inches, but in maturity. Maia loves to read and loves her books. I don't ever remember being that enthused to read. Encyclopedia Britanica here we come!