I'm without a camera, but words are better than nothing. When I arrive in Texas, I'll be able to use a camera, BUT it'll be dial-up nightmare on the farm...so hang in there, and give a week or two for some serious pictures and updates. One of my first items on the "Move In To Do List" is to get high speed internet. Tommy and I spoke on the phone yesterday (he's already there and Riles and I are in Colorado for a few more days) and he said it was maddening...ridiculously painful to check email. Five minutes after clicking on internet explorer, a screen came up, another five minutes and gmail appeared. Yet another five minutes and one message could be read. Augh....we are so spoiled that waiting for slow internet is not an option for our generation. It's takes "I want what I want when I want it" to a whole new level. And I'm just warning you now...I won't subject myself to such madness...so if I'm not blogging, it's only because we don't have manageable internet yet. Enough about that.
Today we are going to the Zoo in Colorado Springs. It's supposed to be better than the one in Denver...so we'll see. Been eating really good food, enjoying excellent shopping, and taking in the mountain views. My folks life right in what is called the Front Range of the Rockies...not quite "in" the Rockies, but in the smaller mountain range at it's base. We had a few inches of snow the other day. Riley wanted to build a snowman. I had to explain to him that we needed A LOT more snow to do that. He understood when he picked up a handful and it practically melted in his hand. What is it with kids and eating snow?
The babe is doing well...from what I can tell. I felt it's first kicks two weeks ago...actually at my baby shower. At the end of the shower, everyone had left except for Lisa T. and Sherry M. and I. Lisa decided to wash my feet and give an excellent foot massage...all the while bathing my spirit in prayer and songs of praise. At that time, the baby started going wild inside of me...as if it was praising the Lord as well. Every time she would mention Jesus, the baby would kick. It was a sweet time... Early too, in my humble opinion, at 15 weeks. But I couldn't think of a better way than for this child to make it's presence known (and I mean in a pleasant way-- not all that nausea and vomiting) than by mentioning the name of the King of Life.
So, I'm 4.5 months now and obviously with child. I remember random people on the street saying something about the growing belly with Riley inside at around 6 months. This babe isn't waiting for that...s/he's made me pregnant, round, and soft even now. A good friend of mine tells me there is nothing more beautiful than an expecting woman. It is the height of femininity...for me. I should get to being thankful for these curves.
Tommy is doing well in Texas. Unloading the trailer, unpacking the boxes I won't want to unpack (that is my favorite part about moving....a total clean slate...e.g. "THIS can go anywhere..." oh the possibilities!), fixing a leaky faucet, cleaning, and getting ready for us to arrive in a couple of days. They made the drive in record time...two days from Ontario, where I flew out. He sounds happy to be there, content for the change, and excited for the Lord's plans for our lives. There is so much we are expecting right now!
I've written enough, I presume. Pictures are always better. I'll do what I can when I get "home". We miss you in Humboldt...saw on the weather channel that it's been raining a lot. Thinking of you.