I currently sit with a bulging, bouncing belly pressed against my laptop wondering why it has been so long since I have blogged. So much has happened in the last months. Noteworthy events that definitely warranted posting about, but I didn't make it happen. I've resorted to living in the moment, you might say. I've also journaled quite a bit, which is something I've always enjoyed doing--perhaps why I wanted to start blogging in the first place. But nonetheless, I sit here realizing we are days away from one of the most life-changing moments in our lives, and I need to make that a part of the blog's content.
I'll give you the short version...
Andy and I found out in early December that we were expecting our first child. Very exciting to say the least! Although some family and friends have shared their fears that we would never actually have children, we, after much prayerful consideration, planned/hoped to become pregnant last fall and were very blessed by the timing of it all. We both will forever cherish our four years of marriage prior to "expecting," and we are so thankful that we waited for this exciting chapter. You can't get that time back, folks! We waited with our HUGE secret for 12ish weeks before telling anyone we were expecting. It was partly due to our collective nerves/our doctor advising us to wait to share, and it was also our desire to share in the excitement just between the two of us for as long as possible. A decision we will never regret. Much excitement ensued in sharing the news around, and we are currently less than a week away from our sweet babe's due date, August 14th (just 3 days before my 29th birthday!). Grant Walker seems pretty content to stay where he is for now, but we anxiously await his arrival. My pregnancy has been smooth with no real morning sickness, good energy levels, and mostly good-feeling days. The last couple of weeks have definitely not been the most comfortable, but still, I feel mostly like a plump, swollen version of myself. I have been very blessed, and I thank God for allowing me to be a vessel to bring this precious boy into the world. May Andy and I never lose sight of the enormous blessing we have been given.
As if becoming pregnant with your first child isn't enough excitement, we have also relocated back to Tennessee. Again, much prayerful consideration went into this decision, but several things fell into place in a way that led us to feel that this was the direction we should go. We always hoped to come back to Tennessee, but we knew that we needed to wait for the right time and right job. An opportunity basically fell into our laps earlier this year, and although the timing did not feel 100% right, we could see the pieces falling into place. So, we did what only crazy people would choose to do and accepted the job and moved. And although the decision was bittersweet, we have both felt completely content with our decision. We sold our home in Rome, purchased a new one here in early June, and have been settling in ever since (there was minor drama squished in here and there as with any move, but we will leave it at that). Andy really likes his new position, and we are both tickled to be so close to family and friends as our family is growing. We pinch ourselves and count our blessings (admittedly, not as often as we should) when we realize all that has transpired in the last several months. God is good and faithful.
There are so many other details and moments in time that could be collected and typed up in this post, but as we are already overwhelmed with anticipation for our upcoming, significant life-change, I think I'll call it quits here. As always, thanks for reading! Prayers greatly appreciated for our family in the coming days!