Two major life changing events have taken place in our little family this past week.
Last Monday, the 13th, we became parents to the sweetest baby girl and today Tyler interviewed and was offered a job with American Eagle Airlines. Hooray for our little family! This has been quite a week!
Congrats babe! You have work hard for this and I am so proud of you!
Who would have though a year ago this time we would have a brand new baby and a job offer for the airlines? My-- what can happen in a week!
Monday, June 20, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Our New Addition
Elizabeth Lee Crowther
Born: June 13, 2011
At: 1:22pm CDT
Weighing: 7 lbs
Measuring: 19 inches long
We love our little miss Elizabeth more than words can express and we are so grateful to our Heavenly Father for her safe, healthy arrival and for the special addition she is to our little family.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
The Days of Our Lives
It is a woman’s plight—counting, always counting.
We count the days of the month and the months of the year. We count the weeks of pregnancy, kicks of babies still in the womb, and the length and amount of contractions in a given day or hour. We are responsible to track hours of infant sleep, ounces consumed, and diapers produced. We count the days, weeks, and months of our children’s lives. (Sigh) I am exhausted!
Add to the list the responsibility to keep tally of the change left in the account, calories consumed, etc. and I suddenly realize why I have such a hard time shutting my mind off. There are so many things to keep track of it seems my brain is forever calculating.
Some of the figures on my mind lately:
1 day to my sweetheart’s birthday
25 days left at work
2 months until my brother comes home
And the biggest one…
33 weeks and 4 days pregnant, only 6.5 weeks to go!
We count the days of the month and the months of the year. We count the weeks of pregnancy, kicks of babies still in the womb, and the length and amount of contractions in a given day or hour. We are responsible to track hours of infant sleep, ounces consumed, and diapers produced. We count the days, weeks, and months of our children’s lives. (Sigh) I am exhausted!
Add to the list the responsibility to keep tally of the change left in the account, calories consumed, etc. and I suddenly realize why I have such a hard time shutting my mind off. There are so many things to keep track of it seems my brain is forever calculating.
Some of the figures on my mind lately:
1 day to my sweetheart’s birthday
25 days left at work
2 months until my brother comes home
And the biggest one…
33 weeks and 4 days pregnant, only 6.5 weeks to go!
Friday, February 11, 2011
Hello in there... anybody home?
Being pregnant is like experiencing 9 months of that night before Christmas feeling. It drives Tyler crazy to see those unopened gifts under the tree. It sometimes seems as if he may burst from the suspense, waiting for the moment he can rip off the paper and play with the fun toys and gadgets that lie inside.
So here we are at 22 weeks—we are half way there—and Tyler is so anxious for this little girl to arrive he can hardly stand it (he is so cute). Isn't the cruel truth about expecting a little one? It’s the longest lesson in patience I have ever experienced—training you up for what’s to come I suppose.
We waited until 11 weeks to get our first glimpse of this little one and to hear her heartbeat and another 9 weeks to definitively say—it's a girl! We are still waiting to feel her squirm, kick or hiccup—anything really.
The worst part may be I have absolutely no control over any of this. I love to make lists and cross off completed tasks. I would carefully plan every aspect of my life if I could—I have certainly tried. Yet despite careful planning no amount of lists will change this little waiting game. We are on her time now—guess I am not very good at waiting for Christmas morning either.
So here we are at 22 weeks—we are half way there—and Tyler is so anxious for this little girl to arrive he can hardly stand it (he is so cute). Isn't the cruel truth about expecting a little one? It’s the longest lesson in patience I have ever experienced—training you up for what’s to come I suppose.
We waited until 11 weeks to get our first glimpse of this little one and to hear her heartbeat and another 9 weeks to definitively say—it's a girl! We are still waiting to feel her squirm, kick or hiccup—anything really.
The worst part may be I have absolutely no control over any of this. I love to make lists and cross off completed tasks. I would carefully plan every aspect of my life if I could—I have certainly tried. Yet despite careful planning no amount of lists will change this little waiting game. We are on her time now—guess I am not very good at waiting for Christmas morning either.
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