One thing I love about kids is how little it takes to keep them
entertained at times. These days, a ride on Dylan's "new" (ahem,
Craig's List) Toy Story bike with training wheels is what keeps him
happiest. And Elle is a big fan of the wagon, so we take many-a-stroll
around our neighborhood.
Elle started crawling in June while we were in South Dakota. (My mom got to see her do it for the very first time!) So when we returned to D. Grove and saw Marc's parents that first week, we immediately took them downstairs to have Elle "perform." :)
Our time with Elle started out a little bumpy, as we had some health scares that landed her in the NICU at 10 days old, followed by a return hospital visit the next weekend. All is well now, praise God. But let me tell you, we went through the scariest, darkest moments I have ever been through in my life. There is so much to share, and I hope to write about it in depth some day. For now, I'd like to share 3 big take-aways:
First - I learned that, as much as I try to control my life, I am, ultimately, not in control. In our scariest times, the times we are most unsure about things...we must call on God, who is our immovable Rock and Fortress. HE is the one who is in control -sovereign over everything. And He is love, and He can be trusted. He is unchanging. He never ever changes! 2 Samuel 22:3: "My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation. He is my stronghold, my refuge and my savior..."
Second - I connect in a new, deeper way to my mom and my precious sister Valerie, who died 3 days after birth. I had heard stories of my older sister all my life, and what those days and moments were like in the hospital. I thought it was playing out before my eyes, with Elle. I now grieve as I think about sweet Valerie, and for the utter heartbreak and loss my parents went through. I will talk about and remember my sister more often now.
Third - I have a tender place in my heart for parents who have babies in the NICU. There are no words to describe what it is like saying goodnight to your little one and having to leave them. Especially when their health is up in the air. It is a scary time. May Jesus' peace that passes all understanding play a special role in those hospital rooms.
Why, you ask, does Kim choose a picture of a random woman swimming - for her first post in exactly 1 year and 23 days? Could it be because of the 2012 Olympics? No...though it does please me that this post occurs on a news day when Michael Phelps and Missy Franklin top the headlines. (Totally fun coincidence.) Rather, it's because I wanted to find a picture that represents where I feel I am at, in life. I give this picture the title "Coming Up for Air." And that is how I feel - after a year of moving, unpacking, having a baby and getting settled into a new town - I am finally coming up for air. And so, it is time to blog again.
I am Kim, a 30 something wife to Marc and mom to Dylan, Elle and Carston. This blog is a journal of my everyday life - all things heart and home. My hope is that it would help loved ones stay connected, offer a little entertainment, and point people to our loving God along the way.