(I’ll post their birth story soon, but for today, I’m wiped out. Enjoy some birthday cuteness!)
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Today, January 31, 2012, marks ONE WHOLE YEAR since I began bed rest. It also marks ONE WHOLE YEAR since Ink & Squid was born!
It’s a little surreal to read back over that first post about starting bed rest, then look at my beautiful, healthy, silly boys. I was so afraid for them, and felt so very vulnerable, but it drew me to depend so deeply on God for peace, for strength, for sanity.
That dependence isn’t something you get once and it sticks forever. When everything is dark and stormy, it’s easy to call out to God and cling to Him. But how quickly we forget the storms as soon as they calm! So today, I remember the amazing grace of God, Who brought our precious sons safely into this world.
3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. 5 For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ. 6 If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer. 7 And our hope for you is firm, because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort.
1 Corinthians 1:3-7
I realized yesterday that I hadn’t actually written down a lot of thoughts, memories, and things during my pregnancy. I thought, this is stuff I will never, ever forget. I’ll write it down later, when I have time. (HELLO, Delusional Pregnant Lady!) Two babies later and…. some days I don’t even remember my first name. (Not really. But close.) So this one is for me (and my boys one day):
1. I was craving: orange juice and chocolate pudding.
2. Even thinking about it made me gag: EGGS. Eesh.
3. The only TV show I could watch without almost throwing up: America’s Funniest Home Videos. Rich is just now barely okay with watching it again.
4. Pregnancy cliche I swore would never happen to me: Crying for absolutely no reason.
5. Funniest comment on my pregnant belly: A mom told her 3 year old daughter there were babies in my belly (after asking when I was due on an elevator). The little girl walked all the way around me, squinted at my belly, and said, where?
Hello, my name is Bonnie, and I am a list maker.
I love lists. When I was a kid, I would make lists of things I liked and disliked… just because. I would write to-do lists, shopping lists, lists of schools I was interested in, lists of ideas and projects, and on and on and on. I like the rhythm of lists, neat little rows. I like crossing things off. And I like how they organize things in my brain.
So! I’ve decided to share some lists with you. As the title hints, they’ll be lists of five things. Some of them are silly, some more serious, some might actually only be interesting to me, but I hope you’ll enjoy them!
Here’s one to get started:
- Yes, they are twins.
- Yes, they are both boys.
- Yes, they are identical.
- Yes, we can tell them apart.
- Yes, we have our hands full, and they are completely worth it, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.
After having my boys, I realized that there are a few things from when they were Teeny Tiny that are both a) super-important to me and b) hard to know what to what to do with. I’m notorious for having little boxes of important memory items that end up in strange places and forgotten- or they just disappear. So however I saved these things- their tiny newborn hats labelled ‘A’ and ‘B’, their ID bands that aren’t even as big around as a quarter but slid off over their hands still at 2 weeks, the swaddle blankets from the hospital- they needed to be
1. on display- not tucked away forever where I would forget they existed.
2. not obnoxiously baby-ish- I wanted them to look good, too.
3. not over-the-top pricey.
My criteria ruled out any sort of box, since then they wouldn’t be on display, and any kind of baby-specific frame/ album/ scrapbook/ anything. I decided a simple shadowbox would be the way to go. That way, I keep all the little things that are my precious newborn memories; they stay separate for each boy, are protected, and I can look at them and enjoy them (and get all misty-eyed) all the time.
Here’s what I did:
My inspiration was Ashley Ann‘s tutorial for a vacation shadowbox. I used Photoshop to combine a newborn photo of each boy with their name, then uploaded the image and had them printed (FYI: mine were 5x7s and I had them printed at Walmart). If you don’t have Photoshop, you could always cut the letters out of a photo and glue them to a background. I popped them into white shadowbox frames from Ikea, then filled the frames with a baby hat, their ID band, my ID band, and a small piece from one of the blankets.
That’s it! All done.
Here’s the breakdown of costs for one completed newborn shadowbox:
– Shadowbox frame- $10
– 5×7 Print, including shipping and tax- $0.62
– Baby hat, blanket, and ID bands- free (or several thousand dollars, depending on how you think about it.)
Total: $10.62 for some beautiful keepsake wall art!