Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it; unless the Lord guards the city, the watchman keeps awake in vain...Behold, children are a gift of the Lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth. How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; they will not be ashamed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Procrastination and Sacrificial Love

I confess that procrastination has always been one of my biggest sins.  Whether it was with "Thank You" notes when I was 12, homework when I was 15, memorizing recital music when I was in college, or blogging when I'm...ahem... Anyway.  I procrastinate.  I've confessed it, now I have to fix it.  Moving on.

These first several months have been so full! 
Full of joy. 

Full of running on fumes. 

Full of trying to figure this new little creature out. 
Full of frustration when I think I've figured her out, and then she throws me a curve ball.
Full of tearing up watching my sweet husband with a baby girl.

Full of loving the Lord more than I love my husband, and loving my husband more than my baby girl.

...record stops...  YES!  That's what I said.  Why is that so hard for the world to understand?  What?  It's a different kind of love?  Sure, sure, I hear ya.  But wait. Is it really?  In a sense I guess it is, but then again it seems to me that there is a huge common denominator to these different kinds of love.  Sacrifice.  You sacrifice your time, sleep, entertainment, and occasionally even your daily shower.  Still...

I mustn't sacrifice time with the Lord to serve my husband. 
I mustn't sacrifice time with my husband to serve my child. 

Do I let my husband run out of clean clothes because I didn't have time with the Lord?   ...No. 
Do I let my child scream for 30 minutes because I need to cook for my husband? 
 ...No, no, no. 

So what's my point?  There is a way.  Being a child of God, a submissive wife, and loving Mother is one G.I.G.A.N.T.I.C juggling act.  But, there is a way.

There is a way to make sure my time with the Lord comes first
and my child is fed and happy when my husband is ready for supper and "us time"
and I am all the while showered, dressed, and with a powdered nose for said "us time." 

There IS A WAY! 


"Lord?!  Can't I fly by the seat of my pants like I've always done and some how You help me miraculously bring it all together for the deadline?"

 ...Nope. Because, see, you'll realize you don't have an important ingredient for supper and have to go to the'll have to feed your baby before you leave, only your baby will be cranky and distracted and it will take much longer than will finally finish feeding her 40 minutes later and then struggle through dressing your cranky baby because you don't want her to scream her head off because she has a runny nose and crying only makes breathing more difficult for will put the heavy coat on your tiny baby and squeeze the hat on her head and snap her into the carseat and put a blanket over her and put on your own snow gear and open the door only to realize that it has snowed 4 inches since you last looked outside and now you have to go scrape your car and shovel your driveway to get out to go to the store...which is going to take a good 10 you take your baby out of the carseat? Or let her scream?  OK you leave her in and pray she can breathe through at least one nostril by the time you get back inside and praise the Lord for "Little Noses Saline Drops" scrape the car and shovel the driveway and come back inside to pick up your baby and know that she will be so happy if we can just get in the moving car and she can sleep for 5 get in the car...shut the door and realize you left the pacifier on the coffee table...there's no WAY you're risking a grocery store trip without the golden pacifier, so you go back inside, praying the neighbors don't see you leaving your baby in the car in 4 degree weather, even if it is for 27 get back in the car, take off, get halfway to the grocery store...and BOOM...disaster strikes...(oh that's why she didn't want to eat)...she's screaming get to the store and realize there is no way you can take your child only have 2 wipes in the diaper bag no spare set of clothes with get back in the car and head back bring the baby inside and notice the entire carseat cover needs to go into the washing machine immediately...not to mention your fill the tub and bathe the baby...dress her once again...step out of the nursery in a full blown sweat and your husband walks in the door from a long stressful day at work, trips over your snow boots and says, "Hi Honey, what's for dinner?"

All this with only 1, ONE, UNO, child!!!
These are the simple joys of motherhood...which can be made beautiful by not allowing procrastination to be an option.  Of course, it's just a piece of the puzzle, but for me, it's a big piece.  I have honestly enjoyed learning the hard way and I still have a lot of learning left to do.  I realize now that planning ahead can be so very fruitful.  When you have planned ahead (WAY ahead), and your husband walks in the door to a clean house, a happy baby, and a hot supper - the Lord fills you up with a joy like none other.  Or when you can walk out of the house slowly for church on Sunday with a full and fully dressed baby, a pleasant mood between you and your husband, and a cup of joe in your hand...He will BLESS YOU!  It won't happen every day.  We will all fall short every now and then.  But the important thing to remember is - you are doing it to please the Lord!  Not to appear to be supermom.  Not to merely please your husband.  Hopefully as time goes on, I will feel comfortable sharing some specific tips on this subject.  But until then, I'll let the Word do the talking.

The way of the lazy is as a hedge of thorns,
But the path of the upright is a highway.
Proverbs 15:19

Whoever is slack in his work is a brother to him who destroys.
Proverbs 18:9

Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men
Colossians 3:23

The hand of the diligent will rule,
But the slack hand will be put to forced labor
Proverbs 12:24

Description of a Worthy Woman

10An excellent wife, who can find?
For her worth is far above jewels.
11The heart of her husband trusts in her,
And he will have no lack of gain.
12She does him good and not evil
All the days of her life.
13She looks for wool and flax
And works with her hands in delight.
14She is like merchant ships;
She brings her food from afar.
15She rises also while it is still night
And gives food to her household
And portions to her maidens.
16She considers a field and buys it;
From her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17She girds herself with strength
And makes her arms strong.
18She senses that her gain is good;
Her lamp does not go out at night.
19She stretches out her hands to the distaff,
And her hands grasp the spindle.
20She extends her hand to the poor,
And she stretches out her hands to the needy.
21She is not afraid of the snow for her household,
For all her household are clothed with scarlet.
22She makes coverings for herself;
Her clothing is fine linen and purple.
23Her husband is known in the gates,
When he sits among the elders of the land.
24She makes linen garments and sells them,
And supplies belts to the tradesmen.
25Strength and dignity are her clothing,
And she smiles at the future.
26She opens her mouth in wisdom,
And the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.
27She looks well to the ways of her household,
And does not eat the bread of idleness.
28Her children rise up and bless her;
Her husband also, and he praises her, saying:
29“Many daughters have done nobly,
But you excel them all.”
30Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain,
But a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised.
31Give her the product of her hands,
And let her works praise her in the gates.

Friday, December 31, 2010

Happy Birthday, Campbell Gene Boyce

5 weeks after Eliza was born, we welcomed her sweet cousin, Campbell into the world.  Kyle was granted a few days off and we were so blessed to be there for his Birthday.  This was actually Eliza's second trip down home.  We went home the weekend before just in case he came a little early.  Traveling with a newborn is fairly easy, so we take every opportunity that comes our way to hit the road.

Aunt Annie holding Eliza at the hospital...waiting for Campbell to arrive

Mrs. Lisa with Eliza

Happy Birthday, Campbell!
September 28, 2010
7lbs 11oz, 21.75in

Sweet Daddy.  When Mr. Knozit asked him what he wanted to be when he
grew up, 4 year old Michael said, "Mmmm, a Daddy."  What a precious man!

Kyle and the cousins

The Boyce's with their Grandbabies

Beautiful Mamma, Rebecca with her son

The First Few Weeks

I am wishing I blogged along and along for the first few weeks, because in a way, a lot of it seems a blur. I remember long, but sweet and cuddly nights. I remember a content baby. I remember amazing support and love from my sweet husband. I remember battling emotions and anxiety. I remember recovering. I remember a Lord who always provided.

Eliza slept in a bassinet in our bedroom for the first 2 weeks since I needed to be up every 2 hours with her.

It didn’t take me long to realize that I wasn’t going to sleep as long as she was in the room. So into the crib in the nursery she went.

It didn’t take me long to realize that I wasn’t going to sleep as long as the monitor was on. So off the monitor went.

I battled those typical feelings of anxiousness you get with a newborn. I was afraid she would stop breathing. I was afraid she would aspirate. I was afraid she was going to get too cold and get sick. I was afraid she was going to get too hot and become dehydrated. Afraid, afraid, afraid. Kyle said, “Victoria, she is going to be fine. Trust the Lord.” So I did. And miraculously, we’re all still kickin.’

Our church family was unbelievably gracious to us. We had amazing meals for over 2 weeks. We are grateful for our family in Christ away from home. We love you, Reformation OPC!

Here are a few pics from the first few weeks:

The first of the monthly photo shoots

Ummm, a little help?

Sweet Baby Toes

Ready for church

Thursday, December 9, 2010

First Week

On the day Mom left, Granny, Papa, Mr. Terry and Mrs. Karen came for the weekend.  We had a wonderful time with them!  Nothing better than being surrounded by family!

The Gamecocks had their first game on September 2.
Of course, Eliza was prepared for the occasion.

With Papa

Her first Bible story book from Great Granny

Welcome Home, Eliza

We checked out of the hospital a little after lunchtime on Sunday afternoon.  Everyone headed back to SC except for Mom (Grandmamma Ann).  She stayed with us for a week.  I cannot imagine what that week would have been like without her.  She cleaned the house.  She cooked.  She tended to Eliza between feedings so that I could get some rest. She calmed my nerves when I thought Eliza slept too much and when I thought she stayed awake too long, when I thought she spit up too much and when I didn't think she was eating enough.  She was amazing.  I'm sure she could have corrected me on many accounts with her wisdom and experience, but instead she allowed me to trust my instincts and work through each obstacle as a first time Mom - as Eliza's Mom. 

Headed home

A surprise from Aunt Annie!

First bath at home