I swore I was going to keep up with this thing, and here we go again! It's been months and months since a post. There could be a good explanation, I suppose...
Terry Party of 4 is (very soon) becoming Terry Party of 5. How in the world did this happen? Well...we aren't really sure. After trying for almost two years before we got pregnant with Kinley, and then trying to have another baby afterwards (we didn't really *plan* to have 6 1/2 years in between #1 and #2!), and then being off birth control for 18 months when we got pregnant with Case, the LAST thing on our minds was the possibility of a SURPRISE #3. After all, we had one boy, one girl, a dog...our little family was complete. Or so we thought.
Enter...well...God. I'm still not really sure why, but He chose to surprise us in the best way this past August. During the first week of school, I realized that I had poured out my coffee three days in a row. Girl just doesn't pour out some good Starbucks without a reason. This led to a fleeting thought of, "Hmmm...could it be? That happened with Case." A quick text to my man and he said exactly what I thought, "There's no way." I had been really tired and was STARVING, but I had just had my wisdom teeth cut out and school had just started, so I was recovering from two weeks of eating mush and am always exhausted the first few weeks of a new school year. A week later, after some issues of random heartburn, we decided to take a test. It was IMMEDIATELY positive. My emotions were all over the place...happy, scared, nervous, unsure...I'm a planner by nature, and I didn't have a plan for this. Luckily my roll-with-the-punches man reassured me that this WAS a great blessing and that at this point, it was already our baby...our third child...alive and well...nothing short of a gift.
So...fast forward 7 months. It's the end of March. I am 36 weeks pregnant with a little boy who will be named Campton Tuck Terry and who will steal his mama's heart just like his big sister and big brother have. Is our house ready? No. Am I caught up on sleep so that I'm ready for c-section #3 and sleepless nights feeding a newborn? No. Am I sure that my girly is ok with making room for another rowdy Terry boy and that she knows her place in her mama's heart is secure? No. Do I think that my boy is going to be ok with sharing his mama or even leaving the hospital without her? No. Do I think that I can keep up with a husband, three sweet little ones, a house, and a job? Not really. But do I know that amidst the uncertainty in my head and heart, that the one thing certain is that this is God's plan for us...He sustains and provides, and I'm praying that in the middle of the chaos that I'm sure is about to ensue, we will find Him, and He will be our constant. Let's do this :)
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Monday, July 16, 2012
We interrupt the backlog to bring you...
A tree.
After a very lazy Monday morning, Kinley, Case, and I had just come home from the grocery store in the middle of a storm. We were on the edge of it most of the way home and were hoping to get groceries unloaded and get inside before it hit here. However, when we got out of the car in the garage there were two huge claps of thunder and Kinley begged to go in, since her latest fear has been lightning strikes causing fires. I told her to go in, and after the third loud clap of thunder, I followed quickly behind her! She did tell me on the way in, "Mama, do you know one of my favorite things about our new house? It's close to the fire place (the fire department)!"
We came in and sat down in the living room. The satellite was out, so I had my iPhone trying to check the radar and she was playing on the iPad in Zeke's recliner, three feet from the back windows. We took a picture of our backyard to send to Zeke at work, to tell him not to worry about yard work tonight. So this is the before:
Not long after we sat down, the sound of the storm changed and I told Kinley to look out and see if it was hailing. About the time we both looked out we heard a huge crack and crash and the leaves hit the window. We stood up and she says I grabbed her hand and ran, although I really don't remember that part! We ended up at the front door--I didn't know if it was a limb and the rest of the tree was coming down, or if it was a tornado, or what had really happened, and I wanted to be as far away from the tree as possible. We looked back and didn't see anything moving, and looked out front and just saw the storm, so I called Zeke to tell him the top of the tree came down and we went to our bathroom and closet where there were no windows. We were both shaking uncontrollably! I finally calmed Kinley down, and we prayed and I thanked God for His protection, while she implored Him to make it stop raining :). I convinced Kinley to stay with Case for a minute so I could go check things out, and saw that it was the whole hickory tree that had fallen--not just a branch! I called Zeke again and then went back to calm Kinley down for a second time.
Our backyard is now a mess! The leaves are right against the back windows and back door. The trim is coming down from around the dining room eaves, and our patio chairs are driven into the ground. The window in the dining room is broken, and we can't really tell what the roof damage is yet. The insurance adjuster is coming tomorrow afternoon to take a look and see if we need to make a claim.
We were blessed to be checked on by numerous family and friends tonight, and once we had all calmed down and had no visitors, we went to Logan's to eat. I had my phone out, and just happened to hit the Bible app. Today's verse popped up:
After a very lazy Monday morning, Kinley, Case, and I had just come home from the grocery store in the middle of a storm. We were on the edge of it most of the way home and were hoping to get groceries unloaded and get inside before it hit here. However, when we got out of the car in the garage there were two huge claps of thunder and Kinley begged to go in, since her latest fear has been lightning strikes causing fires. I told her to go in, and after the third loud clap of thunder, I followed quickly behind her! She did tell me on the way in, "Mama, do you know one of my favorite things about our new house? It's close to the fire place (the fire department)!"
We came in and sat down in the living room. The satellite was out, so I had my iPhone trying to check the radar and she was playing on the iPad in Zeke's recliner, three feet from the back windows. We took a picture of our backyard to send to Zeke at work, to tell him not to worry about yard work tonight. So this is the before:
Not long after we sat down, the sound of the storm changed and I told Kinley to look out and see if it was hailing. About the time we both looked out we heard a huge crack and crash and the leaves hit the window. We stood up and she says I grabbed her hand and ran, although I really don't remember that part! We ended up at the front door--I didn't know if it was a limb and the rest of the tree was coming down, or if it was a tornado, or what had really happened, and I wanted to be as far away from the tree as possible. We looked back and didn't see anything moving, and looked out front and just saw the storm, so I called Zeke to tell him the top of the tree came down and we went to our bathroom and closet where there were no windows. We were both shaking uncontrollably! I finally calmed Kinley down, and we prayed and I thanked God for His protection, while she implored Him to make it stop raining :). I convinced Kinley to stay with Case for a minute so I could go check things out, and saw that it was the whole hickory tree that had fallen--not just a branch! I called Zeke again and then went back to calm Kinley down for a second time.
Our backyard is now a mess! The leaves are right against the back windows and back door. The trim is coming down from around the dining room eaves, and our patio chairs are driven into the ground. The window in the dining room is broken, and we can't really tell what the roof damage is yet. The insurance adjuster is coming tomorrow afternoon to take a look and see if we need to make a claim.
We were blessed to be checked on by numerous family and friends tonight, and once we had all calmed down and had no visitors, we went to Logan's to eat. I had my phone out, and just happened to hit the Bible app. Today's verse popped up:
You are my refuge and shield. Psalm 119:114a
We took a moment to reflect...He was truly our shield today. Kinley was only about three feet away from where the tree landed. Case and I were barely eighteen inches farther from the windows. Had the tree been any taller, or fallen any further to the left, our babies or our house could have been badly hurt. When I read the verse, I imagined those Photoshopped pictures of transparent angels catching the tree as it fell :) There were two things that Kinley wanted when the tree fell and she was afraid--her Daddy, and praying. Her refuge--what she clung to when she was afraid--was crying out to her Jesus to calm the storm, even as I was praying aloud for Him to calm my child. She told me at bedtime tonight that, "God knew that tree was gonna fall, so he made it shaped just that rectangle triangle shape so it would fit in that hole and not hurt us or our house." So, although there is cleaning up to be done and repairs to make, when the tree fell today a little girl's faith got stronger. I'll take it.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Random Case-isms
A snapshot of Case right now:
9 months 18 days old.
We went to the doctor last Tuesday and he weighed 22 lb, 2 oz, and was 29 3/4" long--90th percentile.
He is walking! He takes a few steps and then usually plops down, because he's a ninja on his knees. That kid can crawl, I tell ya.
He learned to pivot and turn on his feet this weekend.
He does NOT like to sleep. He can be convinced to sleep as long as you would like to sit and hold him while he does so. He usually goes to bed about 9:30, and wakes up around 11:30, 1:30, 5:00, and 7:30. He naps in one-hour increments.
He likes baby food a bit, but would prefer a bite of whatever you're having. He still eats oatmeal with applesauce for breakfast, and will tolerate fruits in the evening, but likes to decorate the walls and ceilings with any other pureed veggie that you try to sneak by him. He'd rather have chicken and green beans and mashed potatoes, and who could blame him?!
He has mastered the wave, clapping, and the pincer grip.
He doesn't really like words, preferring instead random syllables (but he has pronounced almost every beginning sound in the alphabet). A few times he's said "Mama" but I'm not sure it was on purpose. His favorite words are "ooo--ooo" (usually heard when a car drives by).
He loves cars, cords, music, Elmo, balls, the *real* remote control, and his Mommy.
When he eats in his highchair, he slumps down so that he can prop his toes up.
He's got the cutest baby grin on the planet and he looks a lot like his big sister :)
I have loved being at home and watching him grow this summer, and I'm not sure how I'm going to go back to school without him :)
Fort McTerry
It sounds good, right? Fort McClellan, Fort McDowell, Fort McKean, Fort McClary, Fort McCoy, Fort McTerry. See, it fits in that list quite nicely.
Raise the roof. Ha. I crack me up. Because in all seriousness, he was about to break it down. The fort, that is. One blanket at a time :)
I told you I need sleep.
I digress.
My man, who is super creative and fun with his kiddos, built them a fort on July 2. To celebrate the Fourth of July. And summer. Because who doesn't love crawling inside a cool fort when it's hot outside (and it's been very, very hot) and watching TV on the iPad?
Not these kiddos.
Because, seriously, who wouldn't love this super cool fort?
Raise the roof. Ha. I crack me up. Because in all seriousness, he was about to break it down. The fort, that is. One blanket at a time :)
I told you I need sleep.
The Blog Backlog
My, my, time flies when you're having fun! And not sleeping due to (attempting) sleep training and teething. So...on the list of things to go, the blog was apparently the first one that went. But this weekend, my man took a look back at my first blog, Unspoken, and I believe his exact words were, "Kudos." (Yes, he's a man of few words. Ha.)
Kudos for what, you might ask? A few words thrown into the world wide web six years ago? Pat yourself on the back, you might say. But those few words were a time capsule. And all of a sudden, my 7-going-on-17 year old girl was that big blue eyed, chubby cheeked little 2 year old again, and I was in tears. I resolved to solve the "Blog Backlog" once and for all, and get the thoughts of the past few weeks out, before they're gone like so many in between my 2 year old Kinley stories and my 7 year old Kinley stories. I don't want to forget all of the little things that I realized I had forgotten.
So...consider yourself warned. Lots of short little posts and pictures coming. I'll get caught up. As soon as I go rock that crying baby :)
Kudos for what, you might ask? A few words thrown into the world wide web six years ago? Pat yourself on the back, you might say. But those few words were a time capsule. And all of a sudden, my 7-going-on-17 year old girl was that big blue eyed, chubby cheeked little 2 year old again, and I was in tears. I resolved to solve the "Blog Backlog" once and for all, and get the thoughts of the past few weeks out, before they're gone like so many in between my 2 year old Kinley stories and my 7 year old Kinley stories. I don't want to forget all of the little things that I realized I had forgotten.
So...consider yourself warned. Lots of short little posts and pictures coming. I'll get caught up. As soon as I go rock that crying baby :)
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Busy summer!
Things have been crazy around our house for the past few days! I've had meetings for two days (Teachers? Working in summer? It's true, folks.) and they couldn't have come during a busier week! Between the girly going to the gym and twirl camp, my man working hours of OT, and my little guy running circles around all of us, the laundry is piled as high as the dishes and the fridge and garage could use a good cleaning!
Here's what our last few days were full of:
Sunday found us trying to reestablish a Sunday routine and make it to all services. Sunday night began our "Girls of Grace" study with a lesson in manners from yours truly and an old-fashioned dress up tea party.
Monday was full of fun with friends at the free movies and the carousel.
Yesterday Case turned 9 months old, ate pizza and veggies for dinner, and learned how to climb the stairs. Time to baby proof MORE.
Because today, he took four steps. All together. While I clapped and hugged and celebrated and praised God for my healthy, able boy, my mommy heart couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. It doesn't seem like he's been my little baby long enough quite yet...but watch out world, here comes Case!
Here's what our last few days were full of:
Sunday found us trying to reestablish a Sunday routine and make it to all services. Sunday night began our "Girls of Grace" study with a lesson in manners from yours truly and an old-fashioned dress up tea party.
Monday was full of fun with friends at the free movies and the carousel.
Yesterday Case turned 9 months old, ate pizza and veggies for dinner, and learned how to climb the stairs. Time to baby proof MORE.
Because today, he took four steps. All together. While I clapped and hugged and celebrated and praised God for my healthy, able boy, my mommy heart couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. It doesn't seem like he's been my little baby long enough quite yet...but watch out world, here comes Case!
Thursday, June 21, 2012
The First Day of Summer
Wednesday was the Summer Solstice, and what a beautiful day it was. The Terrys, however, did not celebrate by dancing naked in the moonlight. Instead, we celebrated by changing the pace of our summer thus far and staying AT. HOME. ALL. DAY.
And eating the first tomato sandwich of the season. Yum!
And eating the first tomato sandwich of the season. Yum!
This little guy decided not to nap very well. He did, however, play with his shape sorter for the first time. He decided that it was easier to take the top off of the box than sort his shapes :) He has his Daddy's brain and thinks outside the box (no pun intended). His Mama, on the other hand...if the shapes are "supposed" to go in the top of the box, then the shapes are going in the TOP of the box, dangit.
The girly is 7 going on 17. Found her in the closet, sitting in her laundry basket, listening to music while googling the lyrics so she could get ALL of the words right. And no, she doesn't have a purple and green polka dotted tail :) That's her prized stuffed snake, compliments of her Papa.
And my man? I think he secretly wanted to be on the blog too. So, he helped clean up the kitchen (which I cooked in ALL AFTERNOON making homemade meatballs with a little man attached to my legs. Never again, Pioneer Woman, never again.). He got out the aluminum foil, and unrolled the whole thing. Oops!
He redeemed himself by rerolling it. Nicely and neatly. Hmph.
Mental note: Add aluminum foil to the grocery list!
It has taken me all day Thursday to clean up our Wednesday, which happens when you spend the longest day of the year in your pajamas :) Yesterday was fun, but there was definitely no housework involved. I'm so grateful for long, lazy summer days with my babies--
Quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep...I'm playing with my babies, and babies don't keep.
