Packing up and almost finished! We move tomorrow (Sunday). I've been in something of a time crunch to sell some things (it's been a little hard to part with a few of them... the packrat in me said things like, "WHAT IF I NEED MY AUTOTUNE RACK UNIT??" while the pragmatist in me said, "If I still need an Autotune rack unit, I need to practice my singing lessons longer. Be gone from me, ATR-1!") I sold my MBox 2 Mini (meaning I won't be doing any audio editing at home in FW) and I promised the upright piano to a neighbor, who will pick it up tomorrow (meaning I won't be playing any piano in FW). In Fort Worth, I'm planning to concentrate my creative energies on song-writing, designing screens for printing, some drawing and painting (possibly for children's literature, like I've talked about doing for years? Anyone interested in a collaboration??), and building a tube amp. Excuse me, my nerdiness is showing.
We did get a digital camera a few weeks ago and have been meaning to take more pictures of Liz's baby belly but haven't due to a sudden bout of laziness.
I'm so excited to be having a boy. We got a changing table for freez at another garage sale today and it got me thinking about how interesting it'll be to have a tiny baby boy depend on me. Yikes, right? I know, right?? He's a foot long right now. He's got some long legs; he kicks Liz's tummy and I can feel his tiny feet. His name is Gibson Royce Daniels... And I shall call him Squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy.
"Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth." Psalm 127:4
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
AHHHHHH A REAL MONSTER of a change
Liz and I need a camera. Because we're going to have a baby and move to Ft. Worth so she can go to med school. There are going to be thousands of photo ops over the next few years and we're totally unprepared for them!!
Does anyone know of some places to get some really cheap digital cameras, new or used?
We're both very excited about the changes. It's an adventure. We've been getting some of what we call "voice of reason" feedback from various people about the things we're facing in the months ahead. Some of it sounds like advice; some of it sounds like warnings or cautionary reticence; some of it sounds almost like death sentences. Few people know this but we were trying to get pregnant back in August. That would have meant Liz would have been due at the end of April or in May (right before the move to med school, and right after the TX State teaching semester ended. That would have been very convenient for everyone. We prayed that if God wanted us to have a baby now, he would let us get pregnant with a healthy baby. It didn't happen. We were ok with that - we just prayed more and decided in our hearts that we could wait (in fact, that maybe we should be waiting!).
And then...I came home from work one day in January to have Liz sit me down at the table and set before me a gift bag, upon the opening of which I found little tiny baby-sized articles of clothing and a poem from the embryo growing in Liz's tummy. I can't remember what I said, but I think it was something like, "....really? Are you sure? How do you know?"
And then I thought, "...wait a minute. That means a due date of around September or August. What if Liz gets into med school? She'll be starting in June, and having a baby in September? Um..."
Then on February 1st, Liz found out she had indeed been accepted to med school at TCOM (her first and only choice).
It didn't take me too long to realize that it was God's doing that we didn't get pregnant in August when we were trying, but that we got pregnant in January when we had stopped trying. I wasn't upset, and I'm not now. If I'm anything, it's a shot in the arm to my faith that God is 1) still interested in disciplining us and refining us through the fire of difficulties and 2) believes that we are capable of enduring three, count them - three, big life changes all at once. I don't believe for a moment that God would have opened the door to Liz's dream of being a doctor to have her choose between the child or the dream.
So the voice of reason and caution (I'm sorry to anyone who has tried to be this to us lately - I love you but this is how I feel) has started to sound like the voice of insufficient faith. We are excited about how difficult this is going to be! Does that make us weird? Maybe a bit. "Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed." Prov 15.22 We need advisers, someone to help us understand how to handle everything we're up against. Anybody know any??
Does anyone know of some places to get some really cheap digital cameras, new or used?
We're both very excited about the changes. It's an adventure. We've been getting some of what we call "voice of reason" feedback from various people about the things we're facing in the months ahead. Some of it sounds like advice; some of it sounds like warnings or cautionary reticence; some of it sounds almost like death sentences. Few people know this but we were trying to get pregnant back in August. That would have meant Liz would have been due at the end of April or in May (right before the move to med school, and right after the TX State teaching semester ended. That would have been very convenient for everyone. We prayed that if God wanted us to have a baby now, he would let us get pregnant with a healthy baby. It didn't happen. We were ok with that - we just prayed more and decided in our hearts that we could wait (in fact, that maybe we should be waiting!).
And then...I came home from work one day in January to have Liz sit me down at the table and set before me a gift bag, upon the opening of which I found little tiny baby-sized articles of clothing and a poem from the embryo growing in Liz's tummy. I can't remember what I said, but I think it was something like, "....really? Are you sure? How do you know?"
And then I thought, "...wait a minute. That means a due date of around September or August. What if Liz gets into med school? She'll be starting in June, and having a baby in September? Um..."
Then on February 1st, Liz found out she had indeed been accepted to med school at TCOM (her first and only choice).
It didn't take me too long to realize that it was God's doing that we didn't get pregnant in August when we were trying, but that we got pregnant in January when we had stopped trying. I wasn't upset, and I'm not now. If I'm anything, it's a shot in the arm to my faith that God is 1) still interested in disciplining us and refining us through the fire of difficulties and 2) believes that we are capable of enduring three, count them - three, big life changes all at once. I don't believe for a moment that God would have opened the door to Liz's dream of being a doctor to have her choose between the child or the dream.
So the voice of reason and caution (I'm sorry to anyone who has tried to be this to us lately - I love you but this is how I feel) has started to sound like the voice of insufficient faith. We are excited about how difficult this is going to be! Does that make us weird? Maybe a bit. "Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed." Prov 15.22 We need advisers, someone to help us understand how to handle everything we're up against. Anybody know any??
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