The home stretch

For those who may be curious, I’ll take this moment to fill you in on my progress now that I’m one day away from my estimated due date. Yesterday was my weekly check up with my OB/GYN. For whatever reason, I had high blood pressure and was ordered to get additional blood work done along with a sonogram. The doc needed reassurance that I was okay health-wise and that this baby boy wasn’t much bigger than what she had expected. Praise God, my blood work came back perfectly normal and my high blood pressure dropped dramatically after some rest and relaxation in Triage. The sonogram estimated Baby Isaac to weigh in at 8lbs 5oz…he’s a big boy!

Although I’m nearly 40 weeks in, this baby has not engaged himself for birth…at all! He’s still “way up high” but constantly kicks mommy like he insists on coming out. So what can we conclude from all this? He wants to come out but there’s not much room for him to make his big entrance.

Before leaving the hospital, I was told to pray and discuss my options with my husband and my mom, who is an RN and has the skinny on these types of medical predicaments. After a lot of talking and prayers lifted up for baby and me, I have decided to schedule an elective Cesarean on Valentine’s Day. Not only is my gut telling me to opt for a C-section, but it really is what’s best for baby.

But I must admit, I always dreamed of having my first child by experiencing all of the joys and pain accompanied by full-fledged labor and delivery. I envisioned enduring a 17-hour labor after public humiliation when my water breaks at the mall. I always thought I would have a “normal” delivery since I’ve been blessed with a “healthy” pregnancy from start until now. But God has other plans and I’m left to accept what is best for baby although it’s not my most favored option.

All in all, the outcome will be the same. My husband and I will finally get to meet our little (big) boy in a few days and we’ll finally get to try our hand in parenting. It’s crazy to think I’m going to be a mommy very soon. All I ask are for your prayers and to stay tuned for more as the rest of this exciting story unfolds…

Six-Word Memoir

A few days ago, Our Daily Bread Devotional referenced SMITH magazine, an online community that “celebrates the joy of storytelling.” SMITH asked their readers to write six-word memoirs to best capture their lives. They received thousands of responses with 6-word stories ranging from light-hearted comments like “Sweet wife, good sons—I’m rich” to the more brutal “Sixty. Still haven’t forgiven my parents.”

What is your 6-word memoir on your life? Mine would be one of the following:
- Truly blessed – couldn’t ask for more.
- Personal mistakes yield great lessons learned.
- My God made all this possible.

It’s now February and it’s crazy to think we’re going to have a baby in a matter of weeks…or maybe even in a matter of days! We’ve been so blessed over the course of this pregnancy, and I’m forever grateful to have such a healthy experience these past 9months. But I’m doing my best to look past the 45+ pounds I’ve gained and all of the water retention that makes me look like a bloated pregnant lady so soon to pop.



I just wanted to take the time to thank the special people who helped make all of our three memorable and enjoyable baby showers such a success. My husband and I have enjoyed three consecutive baby showers in the past three weeks. I have never eaten so much cake in such a short amount of time…but hey, I ain’t complaining.







Thanks also to everyone who showered us with such great baby gifts. Isaac is truly well equipped with the essentials and has more adorable outfits than I can keep up with. What I will remember most from all of these baby showers is the effort that everyone put into making each event a special one for us and for our guests. Many thanks to you all very special people in our lives. We feel so blessed to have your love and support. Thanks for everything! As in my 6-word memoir and thanks to you all I feel, “truly blessed – couldn’t ask for more."