The doctor seems pleased with my progress and thinks the advent of the child could be any time now. I'll continue to strike through the days as they go by on "The Waiting Game - Update" post so you know that we haven't gone to the hospital... if you care about these things! I walk by her pack 'n play with the bassinet insert in our bedroom, and look at the little mobile and sheet and think, "Everything is ready and waiting for you, sweet baby girl!" The bags are packed, the carseat is installed, diapers are bought, the last of my thank you notes are written... we're as ready as we'll ever be!
You know you want some Presbyterian Power! I found this while surfing and found it hilarious. You need to see the Real Ultimate Power website first to truly appreciate the reformed parody.
Guesses on the baby's arrival date from comments on Friday, June 18th
It is highly ironic to read in an email a reference to "Wilson and his cult", especially when the gentleman is a lutheran.
Has anyone seen the movie To End All Wars? It was released three years ago, starred Kiefer Sutherland (among others) and is based on a true story about Allied POWs forced to build a railroad through the Burmese jungle in WWII. It's overtly Christian in its message, so I guess that's why it wasn't widely distributed or well known, but I recommend it.
The soon-to-be Mrs. Mosley sent our baby two fantastic literary gifts -- The Runaway Bunny and a set of Introducing the Little Prince board books. We are all sure to enjoy those!
This has been commented on by Doug Wilson and Mark Horne; however there is a point that jumped out at me that I haven't seen anyone else make.
I'm putting the finishing touches on cleaning the big house we've rattled around in the last three weeks and returning to our humble little apartment this afternoon. I'll miss some of the comfort of the big house (and the pool) but it was way too big for us, even not using the upstairs at all. We could go hours without seeing one another. I'm happy to be going home to our sweet little apartment, where there's a pack and play with a bassinet insert set up next to the bed, and everything is ready for the arrival of Miss Stewart!
Yes, that's right. Kristen and I are having our first-ever, buy one of the Stewarts' car sales. In all seriousness, we have two cars. Can only take one to Virginia. Cutlass will sell much easier -- and for more -- than the Volvo. Plus, I just pumped 2k into the Volvo and don't think it would make that back. Anyhow, this all means that the Olds is for sale.
Blogging has been slow, here and elsewhere, lately. So, we're waiting for the arrival of our daughter, which could technically be any time now. On Wednesday, I was 1 cm dialated, 50% effaced, -2 station. My doctor is on vacation next week. Any guesses as to the date she'll arrive? (Limit one person per date). The winner gets... I don't know. That's yet to be determined.
FUN, BUT STRANGE - Today I received in the mail a Western Union money order for $35 with no note and no return address. The handwriting looks unnaturally sloppy, and the postmark is from the Raleigh-Durham area. Any clues who the mystery benefactor is?
I've been: reading somewhat trashy fiction, playing Rise of Nations, pretending I am on bed rest.
Dawn, Lenise and I have a little new moms email group started up. Email me (see right) if you are interested in participating!
Check out The Revealer's guide to the Christian press. Its analysis of Christianity Today, World, and Relevant made me smile, but its thoughts on the Chalcedon Report made me laugh so hard I cried.
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... and by "free", we mean: "that which agrees with us can be shouted, especially if it disturbs conservatives who are in class and still trying to be productive students."
Tyler Chase Harper, 16, was suspended from Poway (California) High School for wearing a T-shirt during the annual Day of Silence, an event held on high school and college campuses throughout the country "to recognize and protest discrimination and harassment against gays, lesbians, bisexuals, and transgender students," according to a report in the "San Diego Union/Tribune."
The problem wasn't that Harper's T-shirt endorsed the Day of Silence but that it opposed homosexuality. On the front the T-shirt read "I Will Not Accept What God Has Condemned," and on the back it read "Homosexuality is Shameful, Romans 1:27."
The administrators said Harper's T-shirt violated the school dress code, which provides that it is unacceptable to wear clothing that promotes "violence or hate behavior including derogatory connotations directed toward sexual identity." Harper was told his T-shirt would have to go; the assistant principal even told him to "leave your faith in the car." When he refused to remove the T-shirt, Harper was suspended.
A double standard is at play. Free speech is permitted to students whose T-shirts endorse the ideology behind the Day of Silence but not to those who oppose it. This meant Harper was out of luck--and out of school. Now he is suing the Poway Unified School District.
I had a little shower this weekend that was really fun. Overall, we've pretty much accumulated the stuff we need for the few weeks we'll spend as parents in Austin, so I feel pretty good about that. Everything else is able to wait until after we move. Our sweet daughter has already received THREE homemade blankets. I love them all. One is from one of my students, who has been learning to use a sewing machine. She picked out the fabric herself and did a very good job. Another one is from my sweet friend Sarah, who is a sewing whiz. It is the prettiest material, large and square, perfect for swaddling. She's a nurse, and spent several years on the maternity hall, so she knows about things like that. The last is from Mrs. Olasky, who knit her a really cute blanket. I can knit, but Susan Olasky can REALLY knit. Well, significantly better than me. I am also knitting a little hat/blanket combo for our daughter for this winter, something to throw over the infant car seat when she is outside for a short period of time. There's something wonderful about knowing that someone put time and effort into making a gift for you and your baby. I have been trying to do this lately with varying success, and getting some homemade gifts is good motivation to keep persevering with it.
Kristen and I are real ESV-bible nerds. The translation has been in print for, what?, two years? We each already have three different copies. We both have our Classic Reference Hardback, Leather Thinline, and tonight we bought two Compact Trutone Editions with the diamond design. We probably won't buy anymore, except if they fall apart and when we buy bibles for our kids. Though if they came out with compact, black-letter, with the Apocrypha, we'd probably be first in line.
In our Bradley (Natural/Husband-Coached Childbirth) classes, we often cracked jokes about the workbook's mention of "the coach's card" -- which is given to husbands upon the completion of the course. Apparently, back in the day, expectant fathers had to prove they took a childbirth class to be present in the delivery room. So, the workbook mentions bringing your coach's card to the hospital, showing it to the nurse, etc.
One of the great things about housesitting for one's elders, is the sheer number of great books in the house. Books I've been wanting to read: Jeff Meyers, Doug Wilson, Mathison, GI Williamson, et al are all readily available.
I read Azar Nafasi's Reading Lolita in Tehran for a book club made up of a few women from our church. It's a memoir of a group of women who read English literature together in secret in post-Islamic Revolution Iran. It was a worthwhile and interesting book, but it certainly had its own challenges.
My last set of narrative report cards are turned in. My classroom is cleaned up and ready for next year. Our Bradley classes are finally over. We're housesitting in West Austin for the next three weeks at a nice big house with a pool and good books -- and all we have to do is water the plants (and Mike'll mow once.) My dreams of spending the month of June floating in the pool, reading and/or eating cantaloupe are coming to fruition...
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