Touch of Jesus

I rarely post twice in one day, but today I just had to share my thoughts. Earlier today I went to a benefit to raise money for a local sheriff's deputy who died recently. They were serving lunches and I went and bought two of them for our lunch. I came home after picking up the lunches and read again on the internet the details of this man's death. He was off-duty and had pulled over on an icy morning to help another person who had had an accident. He truly did not have to stop and help-he was on his own time in his personal vehicle. I was just so touched that I felt the need to reread the details of this courageous man and the details of his last morning. What is interesting, is the fact that we were out on that icy interstate the same morning and we feel that his accident may have been one of the many we passed that morning.

David came over to me and realized I was crying. He climbed up in my lap and literally laid his head on my chest. I told him that Mommy was okay, I was just sad over a man that had died. He then took his little brownie-caked fingers and wiped my tears away with the most tender touch you have ever felt. It never phased Kyle that I was wiping away tears, but David was so aware that he climbed up on my lap and wiped my tears.

It just truly reminded me that my Father in heaven just like David knows when I weep and wipes my tears away. Isaiah 25:8 reminds us that "He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces.." In the midst of budget turmoil and anxiety across our country, it is such refreshing news to hear that the King of Kings knows about our tears and gently wipes them all away. If you ever doubt that and need a sweet reminder, I will gladly let you borrow David for a few moments the next time you run across something that brings tears to your eyes:)

Sweet Relief

This has been a pretty stressful week full of "must do's" and some pretty stressful budget meetings for Mike. By Friday morning, I really wasn't feeling myself. I went on to preschool, but after about an hour, I felt really dizzy when I stood up or leaned over to help a child. I left preschool immediately and went right to the doctor.

My doctor wasn't there, but I saw one of his partners who was as kind and sweet as he could be. I just felt so nervous and felt so bad that I just wept. He assured me that I was not the only pregnant lady that has ever cried in his presence. My blood pressure was a little elevated, and my iron was a little low, but the reason that I felt so dizzy was because I have that pregnancy condition (I know it has a fancier word but I cannot remember it) where your blood pressure changes when you change positions. It is not a problem at all, but it does make you nervous when you feel dizzy.

Then he volunteered to do an ultrasound!!!! Gotta love a doctor that can read your mind:) He did a thorough ultrasound where he took lots of measurements. The good news is that the baby continues to grow beautifully and the ultrasound measurements match his measurements on me which matches the due date:) That is very good news! I have another appointment Monday to recheck blood pressure. No final news yet on a Mr. or Miss Peanut, but frankly that news will just be icing on the cake:)

I have a precious ultrasound picture that I will scan later today. As a way to recharge Mike's batteries after a rough week and to keep my blood pressure under control we are officially having a "Robinson hangout weekend." We had pizza and a movie night last night (The Express-great history lesson centered around football but the language was not great).

We truly covet your prayers for the rest of this pregnancy. It has not been the smoothest one and I am a little worried about my blood pressure-it keeps creeping up. We are officially at the half way point of this awesome journey and time is truly flying. I am getting to that stage where I just want to hold this baby in my arms even though I am sort of remembering now the lack of sleep you get when there is a newborn in the house:)

A Little Help From My Friends

One of my friends, Tracy sent me this picture of me and David from two years ago in response to my new revelation that the King is enthralled with my beauty. Pictures of me with my children are few and far between since I am the picture junkie in our family. Look how sweet and little David looks:) I was so touched that she dug out this old picture in response to that post.

I was even proud of myself for analyzing this picture without even looking for any gray hair:) Also, my Mother is going to be thrilled with this picture of me because I have some serious lipstick action going on!

Also, I was venting to my friend Samantha about some issues that frankly are out of my control and in a bout of frustration I said "I just feel like I am losing my mind!" She then said in such a sweet way that only another pregnant Mommy could say "Oh Laura, you are not losing your mind, you are just pregnant!" I really appreciated her chalking all my random ramblings up to hormones in overdrive:) That is friendship!

You gotta love friends...