Sunday, May 10, 2009

the view from my place on the couch


this is what i see for most of the day. its really not bad as far as views go, especially when a particularly cute little boy decides to go outside to play, showing his mommy just how far he can throw his ball or ride his tricycle. there is my foot in the foreground adorned with a tight white sock to keep the swelling at bay. if you look closely, you can see a little choo-choo train in front of the window, which i assure you manages to escape its box no matter how many times i clean it up during the day. i know the picture isn't clear enough to tell, but back near the left corner of the fence are my pretty pink cosmos happily blooming next to tristan's 2 sunflowers that look like they're ready to burst at any moment.

after nearly 8 weeks of sitting here for most of the day, i have to say that the main feeling i've had is one of contentment. yes, there have been plenty of times where i've felt pain, frustration, panic, anxiety, boredom and just plain sadness. but God has been so wonderful in continuing to answer my prayers and filling my heart with His joy and peace daily. tristan, too has been much more content lately within
the confines of the house and backyard. his Independence has been growing, for which i am grateful since the baby will be here soon.

i will be 36 weeks pregnant tomorrow. as much as i've been convinced that little samuel will show up a couple of weeks early much like his older brother, the closer the date looms, the more i pray that he'll stay put until his due date. the healing is coming along, but at a much slower pace that i anticipated. i'm still unable to walk without my walker and i can't envision holding a baby while using a walker; it just wouldn't work! and so, as i sit here on the couch with my leg propped up, feeling my baby boy bumping around in my belly, how could i not feel anything but contentment, knowing that he's safe and sound, and that every day he stays put is a day closer to me walking on my own.

at this very moment, my amazing husband is bustling around in the kitchen, preparing a mother's day feast like no other. i don't know every detail of the menu, but i do know that it will involve steak, salad, rolls and grilled shrimp with a special garlic butter sauce. for dessert: strawberry shortcake (my favorite). gramps has already arrived, presenting me with a gorgeous bouquet of flowers, and josh's parents will be coming soon. my oldest son is taking a nap and my youngest is happily kicking my ribs.

life is good.

6 comments:

running wildly said...

You do sound so content and serene. Blessings on you today, my friend. May you feel loved in every way shape and form.

PS. If you're so sure you'll have babe early, we need to see a recent belly shot!

Grandma J. said...

Thanks for being a wonderful mom to my grandkids - from dad.
Heidi thanks for this sweet warm encouraging post - wish you could have spent part of today with us here but how wonderful that you have such a great family there to enjoy. That macho man of yours is a great example to his son on how a dad/husband should be. XO to all

Sara said...

Awe...

monk:s said...

My apartment overlooks the railroad tracks and city salvage yard across the way

That’s where they bring all the broken things, just like me they can’t throw anything away

Sometimes at night I see the fading flashing lights of the barricades that used to warn the cars

An earth bound astronaut, I can connect the dots, to see those constellations in those stars

Sometimes I can see, what’s right in front of me; I can hear what’s being whispered in my ear

It’s not like I planned, but from where I stand, I can see the view from here

There’s just one little train that runs by here; some tanker cars the occasional caboose

It can never look back; it just follows the tracks; me, I don’t have the same excuse

Sometimes I can see, what’s right in front of me; I can hear what’s being whispered in my ear

It’s not like I planned, but from where I stand, I can see the view from here

First early morning I heard him, I thought he was a jerk,
This guy who whistled through my window as he worked

Now when I hear Him, can’t help but wonder why
If that guy can whistle, why can’t I?

Sometimes I see, what’s right in front of me; I can hear what’s being whispered in my ear

It’s not like I planned, but from where I stand, I can see the view from here

Music and lyrics: Bob Bennett

Nicole said...

Congrats on hitting the 36 week mark!! That is a wonderful thing :)

SRA said...

Heidi,
Sweet One, know that I am lifting you (and Sweet Samuel) up to God's Care. Rest now, for Samuel will be here before you know it! Thank you for your kind words from earlier. I'll be keeping an eye out for a post on Sweet Samuel's arrival! May Blessings Abound! - L. Schulte, Cincinnati, OH (AKA: Serial Room Arranger)