Archive | August, 2013

Moments Like These

23 Aug

This is the day the LORD has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118:24

“Mimi! It’s three days until I start preschool!” There was no denying the excitement in my little Bubbas’ voice as he nearly shouted these words to me on the phone this morning. It’s wonderful that he is literally counting the days, but somewhere along the way, I seemed to have lost track of time since God blessed our lives with Cole. As I know from experience with my own two children, now grown adults living a lives of their own, I simply blinked. I blinked and we are where we are today…three days from my first grandchild going to preschool.

I can’t help but think back to when we first found out that we were going to be grandparents – Kim and Troy mailed t-shirts to us while we were on vacation in Seattle that simply said the names “Grami” and “Gramps”. Those were our names until Cole began to talk, and as kids often do, he changed things up. Gramps became Papaw and I remained nameless … except for the occasional growl that he made when I was around. I wondered if the beginning sound of Grami (the GR) was too much for him, so he just growled at me. He continued to respond like that for what I thought was a long time – as he began saying more and more words. Finally, I just threw out the word Mimi to him to see what he would do with it. I used it in sentences like “Mimi loves you!” “Come see Mimi” … and I immediately became Mimi. In time, he came up with his own term of endearment and often shortens my name to Mim … pronounced ‘meem’. And for pure entertainment and laughs, Cole will on purpose call me Memaw, to which I reply and call him Bobos instead of my usual Bubbas.

Bubbas. Bobos. Cole Bear. Cole Man. And of course, Cole Michael when he’s in trouble. His little sister has her own share of names … Lillie. Lillie Lou. Lou. Little Miss. And before Cole could say his Ls, we would also could her Wiwie or Wou. I have yet to call her by her full name, Lillianne Hope … she’s not been in much trouble yet.

Monday will come and Cole’s momma will take pictures as he stands there all excited for this new adventure called school. His enthusiasm will give her heart a wonderful sense of peace to know that he is ready for this next phase in life … so therefore, she is too. Instructions, reminders, and lots of hugs and kisses will send this little 4 year old off into a world of his own – simply a continuation of learning, experiencing new things, and meeting little friends.

I’ve been listening to Selah’s latest album … and there is a song that refers to moments like these … moments that are important and ones that we will miss if we blink too long.

I’ve changed the words a little to describe my Bubbas … Click here to listen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQzLnEpoatE

“He makes me smile but it makes me sad
To know I can’t get these moments back
So I’m down on my knees help me soak it all in
I want all of this life that You’ll let me live
And when time flies by
Cause my heaven on earth are moments like these”

I will not be there Monday morning, but as Cole’s Mimi, I guarantee you that I will be on my knees praying for that little boy as he walks through those church doors and enters his new classroom. As I have always prayed for my own children, I will add Cole to my request that Jesus will be his Constant Companion in every situation He faces … as a 4 year-old baby boy today and until he breathes his last breath, hopefully, many many years from now.

Won’t you join me in falling down on my knees … we all have moments like these that will slip by all too quickly. May we commit each moment and each love to God each day!

Until next time,
Debbie

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Happy 30th!

5 Aug

A woman giving birth to a child has pain because her time has come;
but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish
because of her joy that a child is born into the world.
John 16:21

 

It had been a very hot summer so far, and my feet and ankles were beginning to swell by day’s end.  The next day was Tim’s birthday, so despite the heat, I gathered up our dirty clothes and did the wash at the nearby laundromat.  We had also just received word that my sister-in-law was finally in labor, so I wanted to have all of the household chores caught up so I could spend as much time as I wanted during the weekend to visit the new baby and to help out with my young nephew.  Sue was past her due date, and I knew that she was more than ready to have this baby!  I called my mom before going to bed to make sure she would call me when Jay and Sue left for the hospital.   After putting the clean laundry away, I went ahead and set my alarm clock to get up for work, just in case Sue had an exceptionally long labor … all the while hoping that I was going to call in to work so I could take the day off and be with my family.  I then climbed into bed and cuddled my own nearly 9 month pregnant belly up as close as I could to my husband.  Sleep quickly took over my tired and swollen body.

 

A few hours later … Wow!  Something just popped and an unmistakable release of pressure immediately came over me!  I jumped out of bed … the best that I could … and with my hands pressed against my body in a protective way, I quickly waddled into the restroom.  A few minutes of inspection confirmed my speculation of what just took place … and all I could think was OH MY GOODNESS!!!!  IT’S NOT TIME YET!!!  Our baby is not due for another 10 days!   What a shock it was for my mother when the phone rang at 4:00 am and it was me on the other end instead of Jay!  She had said from the beginning that this would happen … that Sue would go late and I would go early and we would end up having babies on the same day.  And to make it even more crazy, this was Tim’s birthday!  So much for the awesome gift of a 10-speed bike that I bought him this year!  I was one-upping my own gift by giving him a baby!

Kimberly Kay  5 lbs 5 oz

Kimberly Kay
5 lbs 5 oz

 

Tim holding his little girl

Tim holding his little girl

Within the hour, I began to have contractions that quickly sent us to IU Med Center … about the same time that Jay and Sue were making their way to St. Francis.  My poor parents were zig-zagging across Indianapolis all morning, not wanting to miss either big event, but not sure where to be at what time.  After only 6 hours of labor, Kimberly Kay was born at 10:55 am, weighing 5 pounds and 5 ounces and 18 ½ inches long … such a tiny thing!  An hour and 41 minutes earlier, Sue had delivered Joanna Sue … weighing in at 8 pounds and 2 ounces and 21 ½ inches long.  The girls have always called themselves ‘twin cousins’.

Sue holding Kimberly next to Joanna

Sue holding Kimberly next to Joanna

 

What a day that was!  Oh, and happy birthday, Tim!!  And as a side note, August 5th is also Tim’s little sister’s birthday, too.  Becca turned 7 years old that year in 1983.  Two of Tim’s cousins have birthdays on this day.  And August 5th was his grandparents’ wedding anniversary.  Through the years, we have accumulated even more names to the list of birthdays on this crazy day in August!

7 year old Aunt Becca holding 3 day old Kimberly Kay

7 year old Aunt Becca holding 3 day old Kimberly Kay

 

Kimberly Kay was and still is a special answer to a lot of prayers prayed. Many years have come and gone since those times of infertility, and we continue to thank God for blessing our lives with the life of this precious person we call our daughter.

 

Kimberly Kay  ~ 1 year old

Kimberly Kay ~ 1 year old

It has been 30 years since that eventful day in 1983.  We have traveled quite a journey together as a family and find ourselves where we are today, still in love with the tiny little girl who has grown up to be a beautiful woman, wife, and mother of her own two precious children.

 

Happy Birthday Tim and Kim!!

Happy Birthday Tim and Kim!!

Won’t you join me in celebrating life?   Whether you know someone with a birthday today or not, find a special person and tell them that you love them!!  And if you have an August 5th birthday person in your life, please drop me a note and let me know!

 

Happy Birthday Tim, Kim, Joanna, Becca!
Have a special day!!

 

Until next time,
Debbie

 

I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.
1 John 3:4

 

 

 

Sun, Surf and Sand

2 Aug

  How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
T
hey would outnumber the
grains of sand.
Psalm 139:17-18

 

Momma with the little people

Momma with the little people

The after-hours beach crowd was small as the cool of the evening settled upon the sandy shore. The excited anticipation of us big people was at its height after our late afternoon drive through the Pennsylvania countryside to the coastline of New   Jersey.  After parking along the brand new boardwalk, we took two little people to the water’s edge for the first time this season. Not knowing how young feet and tiny toes would take to the gritty sand, we all took off our shoes and walked into the incoming tide.  As the sun was setting in the west, it didn’t take long at all for a little boy to begin running back and forth in the surf, thrilled to finally be at the beach, even if for just a short time.  His sister was not as big of a fan of the sand, but was fascinated by the splash of the salty sea and the spray that made her lips taste most interesting.   There’s truly nothing like watching the sparkle and joy in the eyes of your own little people.  The next two days were going to be a lot of fun!

Dad and kiddos running in the surf

Dad and kiddos running in the surf

Having started when Cole Michael was 2 years old, an annual summer trip to the beach has become tradition. Whether the stay is 4-5 days or just a simple overnight weekend, it has been enjoyable to be part of his experiences and memories.  Of course, the gazillion pictures that I take … from every angle possible to capture every expression given … helps to keep those memories alive.  This year was no exception as we once again set up the beach tent and then accessorized our spot in the sand with chairs, sand castle molds, buckets and shovels, diggers, and dump trucks.  Adding to the fun this year was a very mobile Lillianne.  Wearing the smallest sand shoes I’ve ever seen, Little Miss strutted around with a confidence all of her own.  Her eyes were bright with the excitement of her independence, very limited as it truly was, but nonetheless, she walked through the sand and down into the water … yes, with assistance … and loved every splash, every spray, and every moment in the salty sea.

Daddy and Lillianne

Daddy and Lillianne

Family fun!!

Family fun!!

Cole with this sand castles

Cole with this sand castles

The demolition digger

The demolition digger

Sand castles were constructed by Arndt and Son, then quickly destroyed by Cole Demolitions.  A very contented Lillie Lou sat nearby in her yellow tutu swimsuit, shovel in hand and slinging sand in every direction.  As the noonday sun started its downward descent, a very gritty little girl began to get sleepy.  A quick naked douse in the ocean waves made for a make-shift bathtub, followed by a silky layer of baby powder, a bottle of her favorite beverage (milk) and a warm towel around her tired body … and we soon had a napping 15 month old.  We all took turns as the guardian on duty, while the others continued to play in the sun, sand, and surf with Cole.  By day’s end, happy hearts and tired bodies quickly fell asleep … no doubt dreaming of another fun day at the shore.

Flying kites

Flying kites

Morning brew from a local coffee shop jump started our new day … and within moments, kites were flying overhead and the little people were squealing with excitement.  It wasn’t long, however, before an overcast sky blocked the brilliance of the sun, but a little rain shower couldn’t dampen the activities of the day.  Of course the sun began to shine again as we were picking up sand toys and packing away our beach abode.  After dinner, there was a 3 hour journey back to Mimi and Papaw’s house where baths were taken and snacks were given out freely … and the final leg of the return trip rocked the little ones to sleep.

Silly Lillie Lou!

Silly Lillie Lou!

Lillie LOVES the ocean!

Lillie LOVES the ocean!

As we all sat around the lunch table late Friday afternoon, moments before heading to the shore for our weekend getaway, Cole asked the blessing for our food.  At the end of his usual prayer, he added a spontaneous tag of his own, “and thank You for the beach!”   This little person’s heart-felt prayer was a reminder to us all that God cares about all the details in our lives.

We are blessed to live near this young family … to share in the fun times of traditions, memories, and life experiences.  Won’t you join me in doing the same with those around you?  Whether it be family, friends, or even co-workers, let’s make the most of every moment, realizing that God is the Giver of all good things.

Until next time,
Debbie

Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD;
let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation.
Let us come before him with thanksgiving
and extol Him with music and song.
For the LORD is the great God,
the great King above all gods.
In His hand are the depths of the earth,
and the mountain peaks belong to Him.
The sea is His, for He made it,
and His hands formed the dry land.
Come, let us bow down in worship,
let us kneel before the LORD our Maker;
for He is our God
and we are the people of His pasture,
the flock under His care.
Psalm 95:1-7