Lovin' the new Target commercials about color!
Speaking of color. Oh, oh, I'm getting so excited about redecorating Paisley's nursery in preparation for Lovie's arrival. It's kinda bittersweet because I've loved her darling room for these past 2 1/2 years. Some of "her" things will move with her into the boys room, to her new little corner of the earth. Man, this nursery has had so many precious memories, (this link is what it looked like before Paisley was born....we didn't know if she was going to be a boy or girl).
Last month we moved the boys from their twin beds into a queen bed. Their room has had many transformations over the years to fit their needs. They were so excited about getting a "huge" bed. And for the most part it's going well. They giggle some nights and keep each other awake, but other then that it's working. We will move Paisley's toddler bed into the one corner and make it cozy just for her. I love to improvise with what we've got, so these next few months will give me all the improvising I can handle!
Here are some of the pictures and the website that started my inspiration for Lovie's new space:
on the short list:
*paint the walls robin's egg blue, only below the chair rail.
*paint the crib yellow.
*make cross stitch fabric thingys.
*organize Paisley's clothing to make enough room for Lovie's clothing!
Lovie is moving and kicking so much lately and we're so in love.
I say "we" but I know it's a different connection for Jake then it is for me. From what I've heard and experienced, that's normally the case for most men, their "bonding" reaches new levels when they see and hold their babies. My Mother's heart is smitten deeply already. Came upon this picture and it fills me up.....
|I expectantly wait to be able to do this with Lovie. xoxo|
This pregnancy has inspired me and changed me unlike my other sweet babies. Out of our loss has come a deeper appreciation for the beauty and sacredness of new life. I still think about our babies that we'll never know. They never got to cross the threshold of life on earth outside my womb. And yet, if they had lived, Lovie would not be growing inside me right now! I will never understand the complexities of life and death, can any of us?
Gratitude floods my mind and seeps down into my heart and soul. We have many around us, close friends, that long to have babies and for whatever reason, they are left to wonder, question and grieve month after month after month. It's so painful to watch them experience this and I often don't know how to handle it. And my thoughts toward them and intercession for them is mixed with guilt and salty tears because of our Lovie. This new life that has been given, the life we trust will continue to be given. Yet, their journey is not ours. Their valley of death looks differently then ours does.
They will be comforted.