All Boyds, all the time.
Top five things Jon says to the baby girl in my belly:
5. “When are you coming out???”
4. “I am the Papa!”
3. “What are you doing in there?”
2. “Fat, fat, fat for baby’s brain!”
and, my very favorite:
1. “I want to know what kind of ice cream you like and who your favorite team is.”
Isn’t he cute? Here is my favorite quote from him today about me:
“You’re so awesome. I love how bulbous you are.” (I take this as a compliment!)
Today was the funeral for a fellow church-member, Mona. Her kids did a great job telling stories about her life and her mothering. Susan said that every time they went to the grocery store, her mom sang all the way there. Dan said that he thought theirs was the only family who regularly prayed for the current Supreme Court Justices. It made me think a lot about what kind of mother I will be — I hope to sing and pray a lot too! But funerals aren’t easy. I keep praying that Jesus will come back before too long so we can stop having funerals. “Pastor Deb”:http://gracechurchchicago.org talked about the hope of the cross — out of death, we have hope and life and glory. It is true, but it doesn’t make life _here on earth_ any easier when death happens.
Jon set up this great blog for us. We anticipate writing a lot about the creature that will come out of my big belly in the next few weeks. She keeps sticking her elbows and knees into me, but I don’t really mind — I have a lot more room to move than she does.
When will she arrive??? We can’t wait! I think she wants to wait until April so that she gets a diamond as her birthstone. Classy Baby Boyd.