Thunder down under

We saw Sara Evans perform at Frederik Meijer Gardens tonight. She is beautiful and witty, but not the best singer I've heard.
During the concert, I think that maybe, just maybe I felt the baby move a few times. It felt sort of like a rolling over in my pelvis. I figure the baby was either telling me that it really likes country music, or it was saying "Turn that mother f'in radio down!" That's right, my fetus has a potty mouth.

BTW, her younger sisters are her back up singers. How much fun is that?

Strawberry Jam

Last summer Carrie gifted me with a small jar of strawberry jam and cherry dessert topping. It was so delicious that I dreamt of having a basement full of my own. Now, I know my pickle making from last year was sort of a bust in that I was too afraid to eat them or give them away. My boss ruined that for me when he filled my brain with the threat of botulism. I figured strawberries were completely different, so I went for it.

I set out to the farmer's market Saturday for my fruit. Good thing I chose last weekend because I didn't realize it was the last week for the season. I picked up 4 over-ripe quarts, a few cases of Mason jars from Meijer, and the deal-maker, Sure Jell. Carrie recommended the recipe from Sure Jell's website. Turns out, making jam is pretty easy! I used our immersion blender to grind the strawberries, which worked like a charm (I better tell you that was Brian's idea or he'll be mad. I was just trying to do it with the potato masher.) The most work was the canning process, but even that was simple enough to do. I boiled the jam jars for 10 minutes each. When they cooled they made a cascade of "pops" when each jar sealed. That sound brings a smile to my face. I'm very happy with the results, already ate some (no botulism), and am excited to try out some other fruits before the summer is over. Any recommendations?

16 Weeks

Brian and I enjoyed some Chinese take-out beach side tonight. The weather was beautiful. Here I am, proud to be healthy and pregnant.



Sort of reminds me of a "muffin top." My 50 year old patient informed me that is the new lingo for a beer belly. (You know that bulge you see on all of the teenage girls hanging over their belt lines.) Very clever in my opinion.

It's a bird, it's a plane.

Saturday morning Brian and I visited our local farmer's market. It was raining and miserable, but still very crowded. We hunted out four quarts of strawberries ( and I say hunted because I didn't realize it was the end of the strawberry season). We trudged back to the car with our over ripe strawberries and set out to drive home. As we backed up, I viewed a sight I haven't noticed at the farmer's market before. In fact, I'm not sure I've ever seen it in Holland before. An old man flipped us the bird. It may have been because Brian just about ran over his foot while backing up, but still, shocking! I had to laugh all the way home.

Summer Dreams

Well, it's already July 22nd and I feel like summer days are slipping past. There are always so many visions I have of how I'll spend my summer. But it seems in Michigan the summer is over in a blink of an eye and I have not had the chance to really enjoy it.

So far, I have been able to spend some time at the in-laws cottage, visit Cincinnati, go sailing, and walk the lighthouse pier at our beach, walk downtown during street performer night, see an outdoor concert at Frederik Meijer Gardens, and make strawberry jam. I made it out to my parent's house, but only once. We've started our patio, but not quite finished it.

By the end of the summer, I am making a promise to myself to spend an afternoon at the beach, walk downtown with Brian for a weeknight dinner somewhere with outdoor seating, see a free concert in the park, spin some yarn outdoors under the shade tree, and invite our neighbors over for dinner on our finished patio (hence we have to finish the patio!) We are going camping for a full week coming up, so I know I'll feel like I've appreciated the summer a bit more once I get back from that trip.

Anyone else with summer dreams?

A tiny blessing

A small miracle happened this week without too many knowing about it. A high school friend of mine sent me an e-mail on Tuesday requesting urgent prayers from a family that would be delivering conjoined twins that afternoon.



You can read their story here. They already knew the twins shared one three-chambered heart, so a chance at a long life was not possible. The family asked for some time, how ever little, to spend with their twins living. They were granted that. The story is beautiful and is a real testimony in faith. I pray that they continue to find strength in God as they grieve.

Waiting for someone to snuggle

We picked up a wonderful rocking chair at a garage sale this summer. Since then I have adorned it with a hand knit teddy bear and most recently a gift from my MIL, Patty. She surprised me 4th of July weekend with a "conception blanket." She was knitting this and praying for us during the spring months to help us get pregnant. Thankfully, the prayers worked! It's a beautiful blanket in pink/blue with a satin edging that she hand-stitched. Thank you so much Patty!

Busy Weekend

It was a beautiful weekend and Brian and I filled it with many fun things to do.

Friday night we drove to Grand Haven for a beach picnic with old college friends. Mitch and Amber were visiting from Texas for the week. It sure was great to unite again - I cherish the few times we can all get together.







Saturday started with some delicious blueberry pancakes. They were Brian's treat to me, Kim, and Meredith. I wish he would make them for me every day! We finally picked up our new car, the Infiniti G20. Unfortunately, we had to spend more money on all new tires before it was deemed road-worthy. But now, it's home with us and Brian has busied himself caressing the leather seats. To celebrate, I took my first "belly pic." I'm not sure how I feel about posting baby bump photos, but a lot of people have told me I should - so here it goes.


(Uh, I know why I don't like this - I look like a cheese-head.)

Saturday night we finished Brian's birthday celebration. One of the gift's I gave him was a sailing trip on Lake MI with friends. We took a 3 hour voyage with Montelle, Kyle, Tim and our captains. Luckily, the rain held off and we were blessed with cool weather and a glorious sunset. It was the first time I've ever been sailing and I found it so peaceful. I forget how much we can get used to the sound of engines running in the background. With just the wind and the waves, it is really easy to let go of your stress.

There's nothing sweeter

than dropping in to your doctor's to listen to your baby's fetal heart tones (mid-140s today, maybe it's a boy!) and then stopping on the way home for a twist cone. Happy Summer and Happy Pregnancy!

Now I'm not the only weirdo...

knitting wool socks on the fourth of July.
My cousin-in-law, Rachael, is a newfound lover of knitting socks. I'm so happy to have another capital K-knitter in the family!



We're, coincidentally, both knitting socks with Berocco Comfort Yarn in the same teal colorway.

Can you guess?

We took Maggie to the dog park on Saturday and found her excellent new friend, a beagle named Layla. They had a lot of fun romping (and sniffing). Can you guess which one is Maggie?