April 5, 2011
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Still Pregnant
I thought April 2nd would be a perfect day to deliver…then my in-laws invited us to the beach house that weekend…so I changed my mind and decided that 04/04/11 would look lovely on a birth announcement. And about midnight of the third, I woke up gritting my teeth in pain with sharp strong contractions. “This is it” I thought, and tried in vain to sleep as much as possible through the ensuing contractions. But everything stopped at around 4am, much to my disappointment. You would think for all the pain and suffering I’ve been through, I’d have a baby to show for it! Apparently Miriam didn’t want to come yesterday. I can’t wait to meet this little girl and I’m on pins and needles waiting for her to come! My body apparently thinks I’ve already given birth because I’ve had weird things happen that don’t normally happen until after delivery. Such a peculiar pregnancy! Perhaps God is keeping her in just long enough to get my iron up
Meanwhile, my jaw is sore from gritting my teeth and my body is weary from all this false labor. I’m sure I won’t know when to head to the hospital with all these false alarms I’ve been having! I did have a dream that we had her on my living room floor…perhaps God is preparing me for that eventuality Here are some beach pics for the memory book:
It was pretty cold, so I didn’t pack swimsuits
But Caleb took Jackson for a walk in the ankle deep water. Overcome by the cold water, Jackson tripped and got dunked entirely in the water…he was NOT amused!
Caleb, on the other hand, couldn’t get enough of playing in the water…
And rolling in the sand! Is it any wonder we never have clothes to hand down to Jackson?? Caleb has stained, ripped and torn nearly every outfit. Jackson may be the younger one, but notice how much cleaner he is in all these pics! Caleb LOVES to get dirty 
Here he is, playing in the sand for 1 hour and still so clean! I love both my boys for how uniquely different they are. Caleb with his exuberance, dashing in and living life to the fullest. Jackson for his cuddly quiet temperament, content to sit with us and play.
Some pictures from one of our walks to the park.
I’m not one to judge other runners for how slow they go…I’ve always been a slow runner myself. But when the 9 month pregnant lady pushing a 150 pound jogger with two kids and a dog passes you, you must really be out of shape! As Caleb noted (loud enough for everyone to hear)
“That man is running too slow!!!”
And here is my sweet husband, a wonderful father, reading to his boys. They don’t know how blessed they are to have a father who loves them so much!
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That was sort of the way I labored with Hope – on and off for two weeks. The great thing was that once the “real” labor hit, it was only like 5 hours from the time I woke up to the time she was born. SO much easier than my long labor with Ellie. I’m praying that is your experience! Remember, it’s not false labor, it’s labor in installments!
“Labor in installments” ; that’s a great way to look at it!! I have enjoyed all the pictures (I’m going backwards…) and I especially like the pictures of the boys with you in your maternity shots….great job Jenny! =)