five minute friday: because


Because it’s my second day of maternity leave…
I’ve cleaned half the house from top to bottom
Washed all the sheets and towels
Taken the car in to get the spare key programmed
Returned the library books
It’s 2pm….

Because of the above…
I’m ready to fall asleep on the couch right now (35 weeks pregnant- I do have an excuse!)
On to my second cup of raspberry leaf tea for the day

Because I’ve still got coffee with a lovely friend to look forward to today…
I’m picking Annika up soon so she can play with her little friend E
They can go out and jump on the trampoline
Get the pink watering can and water the plants
Because it’s a beautiful day outside



isaiah 43: 2

I had a sweet friend send me this the other day…Isaiah 43: 2 …..

When you pass through the waters,
    I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers,
    they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire,
    you will not be burned;
    the flames will not set you ablaze.

She also said;

‘I don’t understand God and why he allows these awful things, but I am so grateful that he never leaves us or forsakes us….So glad God is with you, He will not let you drown or be burned. He will help you get through this time. Notice it says WHEN not IF we go through these things.’

How true that is…..

Verse 1 also says this:

But now, this is what the Lord says—
    he who created you, Jacob,
    he who formed you, Israel:
“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;
    I have summoned you by name; you are mine.

Do not fear. We are the Lord’s. He created us, He formed us. We are His. Do not fear.


next week!

Baby is now coming next week!
We’re going down to Adelaide on Monday, going in Monday night and hopefully baby should be there Tuesday. Ish I guess. Hopefully being baby number deux for me it shouldn’t take too long.
Yesterday was my last day at work. I was meant to work the end of this week and the weekend, but I think I need a few days off before baby arrives! So all finished up now. Again they were lovely about giving me the days off.
So, all very exciting…less than a week now to go. Funnily enough, now I don’t feel like I’ve got enough time to do all the things that need to get done before next week!

five minute friday: hold

I’ve recently (well, a few weeks ago now!) been directed to Five Minute Friday and, although I’ve had the best of intentions to join in, it’s taken me a while to actually sit down at the computer on a Friday.

It’s where a whole bunch of bloggers write for five minutes on a topic.

Let’s see how I go…

Each week they have a new topic to write on. This week’s topic is: Hold.

I’m sitting here with both my children. The almost two and a half year old is bouncing around on the couch, occasionally coming over to me with a ‘Mummy this’ or a ‘Mummy that’.  I put my arm around her and hold her for a second before she bounces off again to whatever the next distraction is. The 34-week-along one I hold in my tummy still.

I need to be held, too. With the looming induction and the unknowns that follow, I need to keep reminding myself that He who knows the future is holding me. And the two little ones that share the couch with me.

Earlier today I was reading Psalm 91. He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Amighty…He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

What beautiful promises we have from God that he will hold us when we need it, when we need to rest in him.

Well, I really didn’t realise how little I would get written in five minutes (to be fair, the stopwatch has been stopped about ten times due to phone calls, toddler toilet breaks and a few various other things)





update two : 34 weeks

Heading down again on Monday for a scan, and then probably inducing either late next week or the beginning of the week after…..eeeek.
It’s quite hard to imagine that this could all be happening so soon.
We saw the loveliest doctor yesterday who told us that at this stage, there isn’t any reason that this baby shouldn’t be born alive. What happens later on down the track, well, no one can still tell us that. But it was lovely to hear that…I think it’s the most positive thing anyone’s said to me in the last three months.
So Monday it is to get what looks like it’ll be our final scan and induction date. Yesterday the abdominal circumference was 22mm more than the head circumference. Estimated weight was 2.7kg (huge for 34 weeks) but I asked if that number could be slightly skewed because of the large abdominal circumference (as they use a combination of abdominal circumference, head circumference, femoral length and one other thing to calculate the estimated weight- and the formula’s only as good as the numbers you put in it, right?) and she said yes. At any rate they said even if their estimations are correct, I birthed Annika at 3.5kg and this baby will be smaller than that, so I should be able to get him or her out…
Just finding it hard to believe that it’s so close now. It hasn’t been that long really…three months today actually since I found out all this and everything started, but it feels like it’s been much longer than that.
Reality of actually having this baby is starting to sink in bit by bit…the reality that we are likely to have a live baby in less than two weeks…it’s only sinking in slowly, and sort of terrifying me at the same time, as I wasn’t expecting it all so soon, but I’m happy. Happy to have an end date in sight. Happy to know that part one of this story, this pregnancy, will be over soon and we’ll get to meet baby and finally this not knowing what’s happening might soon be over.

34 weeks update

Huge and heavy  just about describes it. Ever since I ‘popped’ out around 30-31 ish weeks, I’ve just been getting bigger and bigger! I’m carrying really low still (well, I guess once you start carrying low you don’t bounce up high again) Moving around isn’t exactly comfortable. I’ve still got a couple of weeks left at work but am wondering if that’s a bit too much, which is strange given I worked up to 38 weeks with Annika!

I’m going back to Adelaide tomorrow, hopefully returning with a date for induction…although I’m trying not to get my hopes up on that too much, given that I rarely leave appointments with any new or concrete information about what will happen.

So many things are different from this pregnancy to the last. Although I never got really puffy with A, I did notice a bit of fluid from about the mid-20’s weeks. This time, fingers crossed, I haven’t had that, even when I’ve been on my feet all day. I remember with A I took my wedding ring off around 29 weeks as it was getting a bit difficult. This time it still slips off easy, so I’m still wearing it. I wonder if that has to do with carrying low? Hmmm!

I’ve started to get ready for having this baby. I’m really hoping to avoid a c/section, but given I carried to 41 weeks with A I don’t think my body will be ready naturally by itself to be induced at 38 weeks or maybe earlier. So I’ve started the three cups a day of raspberry leaf tea, evening primrose oil capsules, and every day I’m not working I try to go for a walk. With A I tried clary sage oil, curries, and halfheartedly a few other things…although I think it was the 100 star jumps at 40+5 that got us there eventually!

Not much else to report- I got my second anti-D jab yesterday. Painful stuff. Port Pirie hospital still ring occasionally and keep an eye on me, although for the vast bulk of the time I don’t know who I’m meant to be seeing, or if I’m even keeping up with all my scheduled appointments, and when I’m meant to be going. I’ve completely forgotten how many appointments I had with Annika and when. Although for  a high risk pregnancy like this compared to the boringly normal pregnancy I had with her it seems to be a bit pointless to even try to compare the two.

I think that’s about all the pregnancy updates. I do have cute updates though. This is Little Red Riding Hood and the closest thing we could find to a wolf last weekend- although this one’s more likely to lick you than eat you.

IMG_0140I haven’t sewn anything with a hood before, so even though this was pretty basic sewing, I was very happy with it! Her hood’s now in the dress-up box, I hope she wants to wear it again!




nehemiah 8:10

Nehemiah said, “Go and enjoy choice food and sweet drinks, and send some to those who have nothing prepared. This day is sacred to our Lord. Do not grieve, for the joy of the LORD is your strength.” Nehemiah 8: 10


Powerful stuff? I was reading the daily devotions in the Transformed series today (which I must admit I’m a (good) few days behind in) and although I’ve read, or heard, this verse about a zillion times, I don’t think I ever actually even thought about it let alone actually understood it. Which is a bit shocking because the bit I’m looking at, the bit in bold, is only nine words  long! But as I’ve often mentioned…I do love it how sometimes God brings to my attention something that I think I’m familiar with but never actually been familiar with.

This is what the Transformed study guide has to say about this verse:

The secret to strength is joy. It’s not your desire or your determination that are your strength. It’s your joy. This means that one of the main reasons you feel you can’t do something or don’t have the strength to face something is a lack of joy. When you have joy, then you are able to find security in the truth that God has a plan,and you have strength for that day.

I must say I never really made the connection between finding strength in God and having joy in Him before.

I found this article by John Piper on the Desiring God website (where I find I’ve been spending a bit of time lately- I’ve even subscribed to their blog so it comes up in my reader. The articles have been challenging and often exactly what I need- I highly recommend it if you’re looking for a really good blog to follow). It dates back from 1996, when he interviewed Josef Tson, a Romanian pastor who suffered under the Communist government there last century.

On joy he [Josef Tson] said that at one point in the days of oppression in Romania his house was searched by communist officials because he was a leading pastor. Almost all his books were confiscated. He said that the soldiers needed proof that they were getting his books from him. So they told him to sit at a table and write in each book that it was found in his house. Then he had to sign the book while they took pictures of him. At one point in the tense process, he took down a book whose title was Joy Unspeakable and Full of Glory with the subtitle, “Is This Your Experience NOW?”

As he read the title he asked himself that question and was filled—at that moment—by the Holy Spirit with amazing joy. The change was so profound that he told his wife to get those soldiers some coffee and he was freed from his anger and fear. Later that week he had to preach. All in his congregation knew that he had been stripped of his books and was daily questioned by the authorities so that he had no time to minister or prepare. When he preached he spoke on “The joy of the Lord is your strength” (Nehemiah 8:10). He said that one man was so overwhelmed with the sheer force of his joy in that setting of suffering that he could not hear anything after the text and was broken in his own heart and deeply changed.


This morning Annika and I went out for ‘coffee and bikkie’ (babychino and biscuit for A, cappuccino for me) at the local church-run cafe attached to the Christian bookshop in town. A loves it and requests to go there whenever we’re anywhere in that general vicinity. I met a lady there who has 6 kids. I found it impressive that she can have six kids and can make it out of the house in the mornings, I can barely make it out with one. Then she told me  her husband had passed away recently, so she was doing it all on her own. And I thought I had it tough. I know I shouldn’t be comparing my own challenges to what other people are going through…but really…everyone has a huge battle of their own to fight, which most other people won’t even know about…we all need to rest in the strength of God. We all need to be finding strength in the joy of the Lord. Even when it seems like there’s nothing to be joyful about….

Joy unspeakable and full of glory…is that my experience NOW?