I'm almost 30... WEEKS!!

Nono, my 30th birthday is still a ways away, nevertheless, this Friday I will be 30 weeks along in my pregnancy journey!  I can't believe how fast these 9 (10 to be exact) months are going!  I still remember waiting for my 16th week to come so that my nausea would finally subside, and now I've almost doubled that milestone. 

My baby showers will be in a couple of weeks so I'm very excited about that!  So far we've painted the nursery (a lovely green colour!) and the hubby has set up baby's crib.  We would have bought more stuff to decorate but we don't want doubles of everything so we're trying our best to be patient and not buy things that we've put onto our registry.  We're hoping the baby's room will look like the picture below:

There's still so much I want to do before the baby gets here.  I feel like I have to get started now becuase in no time, this little guy will be in our arms and time to ourselves will be a thing of the past (hopefully only for the first couple of months!)

I'm still here!

It's the same ME... but I'm just a little rounder than before.

And yes, we're pregnant. 

I can't believe it's been a whole YEAR since I last posted but there's so much to share, especially with our little guy on the way. My due date is May 20th, 2011 which means I have about 2 months and a couple weeks to go before our little family of two turns into three!

Settling in...

We moved into our new home just under 2 weeks ago, and things are good.  A little messy, but good.  It feels like we're slowly getting into a rhythm/routine but doesn't feel like "home" home yet, if that makes any sense. 

My clothes are not hanging in my closet (I'm stilly trying to sort them through), and we don't have toilet paper holders in our upper bathrooms, that's what the tub's edge is for. 

But on the whole, we're loving the journey of making our house into a home.  Can't wait until I hang our first picture frame! 

A 'Sharp' Revelation...

Don't you love it when God speaks to you in weird ways that you can't help but know, without a shadow of a doubt, that it's God speaking?  Yesterday, God spoke to me through a knife.  Yes, a knife.  While attempting to make my first 'from scratch' dinner (Shepherd's Pie!), I opened a new box of knives that we had received from our wedding.

In the past, I always used knives that were sharp (for obvious reasons) but the instant I sliced my first potatoe, I felt like I had never used a real knife before.  I was shocked at how easy it was to slice the potatoe... and that's when it hit me.  The purpose of a knife is to help us cut things, with ease.  Using a blunt knife would be silly because it defeats the purpose of using a knife in the first place.  

So how does this relate to my life?  God's sharpened us all a certain way.  Some of us are adept at teaching, and others singing.  No one person's gift is better than the other, but it is noticeable that we have gifts and talents; and it's not by sheer coincidence that we do. God gifts a person with the ability to preach in hopes that they will fulfill their calling... and preach.  Just like a knife's purpose is to cut, so is a preacher's purpose to preach.  

But many people serve in ministries, work jobs or are in relationships they are not called/purposed to.  They struggle endlessly, and find themselves questioning God as to why things are so difficult.  It's like a knife wondering why it's having such a difficult time taking pictures.  It was never meant to take pictures!

I believe I've found my purpose/calling/gifting in life, I just need to figure out how to best utilize it.  Children's Ministry at church has been a great way for me to channel that passion... but I feel like there's still so much more I have in me, to give.  

Here's to trying to be the sharpest knife!

Tomorrow, tomorrow..

...it's only a DAY away!!

Super big day tomorrow. I can't express how excited I am for tomorrow

to come, so I won't even attempt to describe it.

!!!!

Swatches, Colours & Paint... Oh My!

There are times when I enjoy having choices.  Like when I'm eating lunch at Swiss Chalet. I like being able to choose between their famous french fries, sweet corn and sautéed mushrooms as a side.  Sometimes I'm feeling the fried potatoey stuff, other days I'm itching for veggies drenched in oil.

But when I walked into the paint department today and saw shelves of tiny paint swatches, it was more overwhelming than seeing the many aisles of granite slabs. There were soooo many colours! Pale Cucumber, Cilantro Cream, Organic Field.  Ummm... I'd refer to them all as "green".

So why paint colours?  We were shopping for our future master bedroom wall colour.  Because our bed set is ridiculously heavy, we'd rather paint the room now than have to move (and struggle with) the thing later.  That leaves us with 3 days to find a paint colour we like, paint the bedroom, or at least the one wall, before our mattress and bed set arrive.  Talk about pressure!

The colour we want is a very pale-grey green.  Nothing too bright, but enough to strike a subtle contrast with the 'warm grey' we chose with our house.  So the search begins for our perfect green wall colour.