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Hello Katie

Delivered by c-section at 1:29 am and weighing in at 10.5 pounds and 22 inches long, KATIE!!! (Note that when I initally posted, I was so out of it, I wrote 122 inches hence the funny comments left by Del and Rob and others :-) )

Mom, daddy and baby are exhausted, but doing great! 24-hours after Elizabeth’s water broke, we are finally in a nice room in Shady Grove Hospital’s new materinity wing.  Katie had a good breakfast and is sound asleep.  Her parents are not far behind…for 10 minutes at least.

 

Labor Day

At 6:30 am I woke up to the sound of “Andyyy, I need you.” I bolted up from the couch and ran into the bathroom where my wife greeted me with, “I think my water just broke.” Indeed. We kept cool, allowing only smiles and giggles to move us forward as we (mostly me) scrambled to pack my hospital bag (I really thought I had more time, ha)

We got to the hospital about 7:30 am (which wasn’t hard since it’s 2 blocks away) and we’ve been here ever since (It’s 4:46 pm as I write this post).  Elizabeth is doing well. Her cervix is dilated at 6 centimeters which is remarkable considering that as of our doc appointment on Friday, there were no signs the baby was coming anytime soon. (Although the physician’s assistant did say on our way out, “We’ll see you next Tuesday for the sonogram unless something happens over the weekend, which I hope it does”)

Elizabeth has been really strong throughout the labor. The pain was a lot worse than she imagined but the epidural that she received an hour ago seems to be doing the trick.  And Elizabeth’s managed to get a couple of cat naps in.  I got 10 minutes myself outside of helping Elizabeth into a bath, change her bed pads, get ice chips and popscicles and keep in touch with outside world of family and friends. The text messages of love and prayers are more than anyone could ask for. Keep em coming.

 I’ve even had a chance to read a few chapters in a book about supeheroes and faith, and watch 15 minutes of my favorite movie “Raising Arizona” (most appropriate for the day).  And the iPOD is putting out some mellow labor tunes..Alexi Murdoch, Joe Purdy, Enya, Iron & Wine, and U2’s Window in the Skies are the perfect soundtrack for this new and exciting chapter in life.

Well…I better go and get back to Elizabeth.  Family is on the way from Louisana, Cleveland, Charlotte and Tallahassee. In a few hours one more should be here, straight from the womb and into a bassinette to cap off a beautiful May day in Maryland.

More news, including our gir’s name, and pictures coming soon!

Top 5 Things You Never Say To Your Pregnant Wife

 

Take it from me, there are some things you never, never, never should say, even if it wasn’t quite what you meant, to your pregnant wife:

5.   In a teasing rift, I was thinking of saying ”Whatever pregnant lady!” but instead I said, “Whatever you big pregnant whale!”  For that, I should be sleeping with the fishes.

4. Really for no reason, I have said the following on numerous occassions, “I’m really tired, why don’t you fix dinner?”

3.  Upon seeing my wife’s bluish-purple swollen feet, “Hey, are your feet ok? They kind of look like morgue feet.” If you’ve ever watched Law & Order or CSI, you know what morgue feet are.

2.  As a way of empathizing with my wife’s inability to do as much as she could pre-pregnancy, I inappropriately, but sweetly asked, “Don’t you ever get tired of lying around all day?”

1. After reading an article saying women in post-pregnancy return to the bodies they had before, I told my wife, “You probably don’t want your old body back.”  Again, trying to affirm that my wife’s desire to have a different body weight, and again, I put my big fat shoe in my mouth.

God forgive me, I’m becoming Michael Scott from “The Office”   Maybe I need to read the “Caveman’s Guide to Pregnancy” book a little closer.

 

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Harper the Amazing Fetching Cat

Dogs aren’t the only animal who can play fetch. Our cat Harper has become a pro at the game, and nothing stops her from getting her catnip filled toy, not even the cables that hang from the TV/Tivo/DVD player.

A Cancer-Free Middle Aged Nut

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My father-in-law Rick Soileau had a Pet-scan Thursday to find out if the second round of radiation treatments wiped out his cancer and the results came back that he is cancer-free! Although he is still not completely “out of the woods,” it’s great and hopeful news for now.  To honor the occassion, I’ve uploaded this beautiful portrait of Rick and his wife Deidre that Deidre’s daughter Alicia made earlier today.  Also, if you have some time, check out Rick’s blog “Middle Aged Southerner Living In Cleveland, OH” at http://middleagedsoutherner.blogspot.com/.  Rick’s a fantastic writer who knows how to tell a story. He just finished his first novel “The Touchstone” has uploaded the first chapter on his blog and is about to start shopping it around to various publishers.  It’s a good ole can’t-put-down-page-turner.

More than just a ‘dream’

Historians suggest in an Associated Press story, posted on MSN, that MLK’s complexity is greatly ignored these days and that the Civil Rights martyr is known more for his “I Have A Dream” speech (which has lately been co-opted by the Democratic presidential candidates) than his many speeches and sermons that opposed in addition to racism, war, violence and poverty. http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22758159/

Here’s a sampling from a post on Beliefnet.com:

“Although Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. has been off the stage and away from the pulpit for more than three decades, his sermons are just as topical and timely today, Mervyn A. Warren writes in his book “King Came Preaching.” Here is how King addressed several common themes and subject matters, according to Warren’s research:
“On Being a Good Neighbor”
(The theme of brotherhood/sisterhood)”The real tragedy–is that we see people as entities or merely as things. Too seldom do we see people in their true humanness. A spiritual myopia limits our vision to external accidents. We see men as Jews or Gentiles, Catholics or Protestants, Chinese or American, Negroes or whites. We fail to think of them as fellow human beings made from the same basic stuff as we, molded in the same divine image. The priest and the Levite saw only a bleeding body, not a human being like themselves. But the Good Samaritan will always remind us to remove the cataracts of provincialism from our spiritual eyes and see men as men.”

“The Death of Evil Upon the Seashore”
(On the theme of God)

“We must be reminded anew that God is at work in his universe. He is not outside the world looking on with a sort of cold indifference. Here on all the roads of life, he is striving in our striving. Like an ever-loving Father, he is working through history for the salvation of his children. As we struggle to defeat the forces of evil, the God of the universe struggles with us.”

“A Knock at Midnight”
(On the church)

The church must be reminded once again that it is not to be the master or the servant of the state, but the conscience of the state. It must be the guide and the critic of the state–never its tool. As long as the church is a tool of the state it will be unable to provide even a modicum of bread for men at midnight.”“A Knock at Midnight”
(On the church’s position about war)

“In the terrible midnight of war men have knocked on the door of the church to ask for the bread of peace, but the church has often disappointed them. What more pathetically reveals the irrelevancy of the church in present-day world affairs than its witness regarding war? In a world gone mad with arms buildup, chauvinistic passions and imperialistic exploitation, the church has either endorsed these activities or remained appallingly silent. …A weary world, pleading desperately for peace, has often found the church morally sanctioning war.”

“A Knock at Midnight”
(On the role of the black church)

“There are two types of Negro churches that have failed to provide the bread at midnight. One is a church that burns up with emotionalism and the other is a church that freezes up with classism. The former is a church that reduces worship to entertainment, and places more emphasis on volume than on content. It confuses spirituality with muscularity. The danger of this church is that its members will end up with more religion in their hands and feet than in their hearts and souls. So many people have gone by this type of church at midnight, and it had neither the vitality nor the relevant gospel to feed their hungry souls.The other type of Negro church that leaves men unfed at midnight is a church that develops a class system within. It boasts of the fact that it is a dignified church, and most of its members are professional people. It takes pride in its exclusiveness. In this church the worship service is cold and meaningless. …The tragedy of this type of church is that it fails to see that worship at its best is a social experience with people of all levels of life coming together to realize their oneness and unity under God.”

“A Tough Mind and a Tender Heart”
(On the race problem)

“This text has a great deal of bearing on our struggle for racial justice. We as Negroes must combine tough-mindedness and tender-heartedness if we are to move creatively toward the goal of freedom and justice. There are those soft-minded individuals among us who feel that the only way to deal with oppression is to adjust to it. …But this is not the way out. This soft-minded acquiescence is the way of the coward. My friends, we cannot win the respect of the white people of the South or the peoples of the world if we are willing to sell the future of our children for our personal and immediate safety and comfort. Moreover, we must learn that the passive acceptance of an unjust system is to cooperate with that system, and thereby become a participant in its evil. Noncooperation with evil is as much a moral obligation as is cooperation with good.”

“Antidote for Fears”
(On the role of whites)

“If your white brothers are to master fear, they must depend not only on their commitment to Christian love but also on the Christ-like love which the Negro generates toward them. Only through our adherence to love and nonviolence will the fear in the white community be mitigated. A guilt-ridden white minority fears that if the Negro attains power, he will without restraint or pity act to revenge the accumulated injustices and brutality of the years. …Many white men fear retaliation. The Negro must show them that they have nothing to fear, for the Negro forgives and is willing to forget the past.”

“The Answer to a Perplexing Question”
(On overcoming a bad habit)

“What, then, is the way out? Not by our own efforts, and not by a purely external help from God. One cannot remove an evil habit by my resolution; nor can it be done by simply calling on God to do the job. It can be done only when a man lifts himself up until he can put his will into the hands of God’s will as an instrument.”

We are Family–my pregnant wife, two cats and me

As I write today’s post from a 15-year-old dirt-stained orange-kaki-ish Lazy-boy recliner, Harper the cat is lying on my chest and nibbling on the drawstrings of my grey hooded sweatshirt while Harper’s brother Dylan is resting peacefully atop two blankets on the couch. And Elizabeth, who is 3 months pregnant, is sitting in her office at Rockville Presbyterian writing a sermon for Sunday on Mary’s Magnifcat from the Gospel of Luke. 

And I’m basking in the wonder of this family that I’m a part of these days. It is a blessing to have such an amazing wife and two sweet, fun adorable cats…and a baby on the way!  On Friday, Elizabeth and I went to the doctor’s office for a sonogram and we heard for the first time the baby’s heart beat. Incredible! Thump, thump, thump, thump. And in addition to seeing the head and a couple of legs, we saw (in great detail) this tiny hand with five cubby fingers waving around. As a good friend of mine would say, “It blows your mind!”  Both Elizabeth and child are healthy and the process is moving along as it should.  In 4-6 weeks we should be able to find out the baby’s sex, which is exciting.  Both Elizabeth and I rooting for a little for a boy although in the end, we’ll be happy whether it’s a boy or a girl. The most important thing to us is that the baby is healthy and Elizabeth doesn’t have any complications before, during or after birth.

While the concept of bringing a life into this world is thrilling and exciting, it’s also scary. I know people who have lost babies at different stages during a pregnancy and I’ve even ministered one couple who lost what was a healthy baby in the 9th month simply because the baby turned and got himself wrapped in the umbellical cord. Some couples, though it’s rare, have successful births and then a shortime later, lose their infant to SIDS.  I know I shouldn’t dwell too much on what could go wrong but it’s hard not to be somewhat aware of the possibility. 

I pray that God will keep me more centered in the wonder of this miracle of life that is a baby. I pray that God will not allow me to drift into the dark places of worry and fear. I pray that God will be with all three of us (and the cats too…a baby is going to be a huge adjustment for them) over these next 9 months and beyond.  I pray that God will fill the time with love, faith, strength, hope, peace and grace no matter what happens.