This morning I woke up a little after 4 o’clock, feeling very uncomfortable and wet. “Oh no,” I said out loud, not really sure why I wanted sympathy, but just that I did. Matthew was sleeping too soundly to hear me, though. Yesterday I had washed and line-dried our sheets. Of course. This morning I woke up in a puddle of milk. Which meant one thing: Harry had slept through the night for the first time in awhile. He had been doing really well before we did our traveling to Nevada, then Tennessee. So, I was glad for the sleep, but super uncomfortable. Somehow I managed to go back to sleep for a couple more hours, and woke up to a chattering baby, who had happily slept 12 hours. I had prayed the night before with the girls: “Father, please help Harry to just sleep. He’s chubby enough and doesn’t need the milk.” We all burst out laughing at the cute picture instantly painted in our mind’s eye: thighs for days that squish and squish. He answered our prayer, though!
Harry is certainly chubby. We squeal over him every day. He is seven months old and loves to babble and crawl and get into everything everyone is doing. He is a tiny human vacuum cleaner. Whatever doesn’t stick to his onesie, gets put into his mouth. Today alone I’ve fished out a tortilla chip, a rock, a dice, and a bug. This morning he found an apple core and was like a puppy who had found a bone. I watched him chomp on it for awhile, but once he started to bite off pretty substantial pieces, I had to take it away. He did not like that. He is a foodie through and through. He eats and loves whatever you put in his mouth. We do a little pureed baby food, but he would prefer small bites of chicken, or curry, or eggs, or chili, or lemons. He loves them all!
This week the two oldest kiddos are away at teen camp. It is so quiet! Betty burst into tears yesterday because she missed Nadine so much. It is SO much fun having teenagers. There are stormy moments, but we are all learning this together. We encourage communication, not stuffing of feelings. If someone is being selfish, serving someone else is a wonderful antidote. Late night porch talks are their favorite thing. A big change is on the horizon this year. Nadine and Elijah will both be going to Linville Hill Christian School this fall for high school. It was a huge decision but one we are all excited about!
Jack had an acrobatic accident last month which landed him with a spiral fracture of three bones in his right hand. Nadine recorded the flip before the flip that broke his hand. It was impressive. After a month in a cast, he has only one more week of a brace. He is back to flips and tricks. Can’t keep a strong young man down! The only positive side to having his hand in a cast was that he was opted out of writing assignments the last month of school.
Elsie is my resident interior designer. She rearranges their room almost weekly. She actually rearranged the dining room last month with smashing success. I came home to a new look and liked it even better than how it was before! She has an eye for design with clothing too. She is starting to bake more, though she prefers riding her bike or swimming.
Betty is a proud second grader. She loves to read and reads well! Sometimes the words that pop out of her mouth surprise us with their seasoned-sounding wisdom. Other times she just makes us laugh with her dry sense of humor. The other day the girls were walking around with their clipboards taking orders and having us sign our names a hundred times for various reasons. She came up to me and asked if they could have a bowl of pretzels. “Sign ‘yes’ or ‘no’ next to your name. Don’t write maybe. This is a yes or no question.” I about died. Then she asked me, “Is your name Amy? Can I call you Amy?” This morning we were moving out a bookshelf I had sold online. Betty took a look at it and said, “How old is that? It looks like it’s from 1994!” The laughing emoji face is constantly circling around my head when that girl talks.
This morning Matthew finished up with his third out of four infusions. His voice seems to be a tad bit better, though we only have symptoms to base any improvements off of right now til he gets his next round of bloodwork done. We sometimes battle discouragement, but we know that doesn’t get us anywhere. Yesterday I read a familiar and comforting verse: “Thus far the Lord has helped us.” It always pops into my daily reading at a time when something larger than I can comprehend is happening. I remember when Matthew and I were dating and it seemed like we would never be able to get married. He was, after all, a teenager. It was one of the hardest waiting times of our life. Each season is a stepping stone to the next. Like trees coming to life in spring and then preparing themselves for fall and winter… each season has a purpose and a beauty all its own. We can declare with surety and confidence that up until today, the Lord has helped us. He will never quit being Who He is. He is worthy of our trust and confidence.
We’ve done a lot of traveling already this year! Matthew and I enjoyed traveling to Las Vegas for the annual Plexus convention. I’m over halfway through my studies to become a CNHP (Certified Natural Health Professional). Ever since highschool, I’ve been passionate about how our bodies work. I’m absolutely thrilled to have this avenue of study to learn more and this area of work to help people with gut health! It’s so exciting to hear all of the stories that come my way every single day.
Hopefully it won’t be so long between the next journal entry! Here is a small camera dump of the past month!