Good Monday Morning!
This weekend was J's baptism. After months and months of delays, we finally had a pouring of the water . . .
We seriously intended to have him baptized around his third month, but after finding out that we were living in sin (don't get all excited--we were MARRIED, it just wasn't recognized by those pesky Catholics . . . Catholics--don't be upset with me, I married one and am raising another, after all! ), we had to wait to have our marriage convalidated. At least we got to get married again. Of course holidays, my brother and sister-in-law's baby shower, their baby's birth all added up to a string of delays. Wouldn't be so bad it it weren't for the fact that we live several hours from our family. But, in the end, it all turned out perfectly.
The priest was wonderful--we adore him. He is one of those rare people who make an effort to make you feel comfortable. He has the most welcoming way about him that it almost makes me want to become one of those pesky Catholics. My sister-in-law, her husband, their little boy, and my mom-in-law all came in from out of town and stayed with us. Three of my teacher friends attended the ceremony as well and then joined us for dinner and cake after. It was such a lovely time.
I loved having our house filled with life. N, my little nephew has the cutest way of saying Baby J's name. I adore it! He is nearly three and is so full of life and energy! There was conversation, game-playing, eating, laughing . . . They just left a little while ago, J is napping, I'm waiting for a load of laundry to finish. The house is quiet. There is nothing but the humming of the washer to keep me company. *sniff*
Although the event was memorable, I was saddened that my own family could not attend. My parents have a car that would probably never make it here safely, my brother just had a baby and needed to be home with his wife, my baby sister C has classes during the weekend (and I know would have been here if I "demanded" it), and my sister B couldn't be here because she has already traveled extensively and desperately needs to save her money so she can come to Florida with us (hint . . . hint . . .). Although I would have loved for my family to be here, it is her presence that I missed the most. She has an energy that is infectious. The amount of love and care she possesses for little J is extraordinary--and for that I am thankful. I'm hoping she won't mind, but I had to share this message she left for him . . .
I just wanted to let you know that I was thinking of you today (and every day really). I should've thought to send something sooner but there's no use hiding the fact that your aunt is a procrastinator and a non-plan aheader!
Today's a big day for you and I wish I could be there. But I am praying for you and I promise I always will. When you're older we'll definitely have lots of chats about God, life and even the weather. With the help of your parents, family and the Holy Spirit you'll learn all about God's love and what He's done for you and one day you'll understand on your own and be able to share with others as well.
God's got a BIG plan for you that began even before you were born. I can't wait to see where it all takes you.
Before I leave you to do your baby things I just want to share my favorite bible verse:
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."
I love you dear nephew!
I look at J and I can't imagine him crawling . . . but he will. I can't imagine him walking . . . but he will. I can't imagine him saying "I love you" . . . but he will (I hope!). He will grow up. I can't hold him tight enough to stop it (my brother-in-law says I can . . . but I think we both know it is fruitless). He will go to school. He will start a family. He will move on with his own life . . . one day . . . God willing. In a moment, I get so excited about all that life has in store for this little guy AND saddened to learn that it will all go by so very fast.
Geez, this whole mom thing is killing me . . . You know, they tell you about the poopy diapers, the all-nighters, the spit-up, the need to baby-proof, the best toys, the worst foods . . . the stuff. But I guess no one can tell you about the moments . . . those, you have to experience yourself.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Good Monday Morning!