4.30.2010
Busted!
Even Miss Charly has moments (like a couple of other little folks I know) when she wishes she could still be the baby! :)
4.29.2010
Daddy Love
Daddy got SMILES today! Camille first smiled on Sunday...and today we were able to capture those sweet gummy grins to share with you!
All of this smiling makes me sleepy! :)
4.27.2010
Baby Bliss
After spending 9ish months of wondering, waiting, anticipating...it is pure enjoyment to sit and watch and learn our baby girl. We're starting to recognize certain cries...tired, wet, hungry or hurt. Soaking up every expression, gurgle and coo. Though I haven't yet captured it in a photograph...recently we've even seen sweet, happy SMILES!
Miss Camille is a good sleeper; however, she'd like to be stuck to momma... especially when she's sleeping. All that to say, having a hands-free moment is few and far between these days. :) So even though I'm tempted to sit here and write all kinds 'a business about this precious baby and post a million and one pictures...I'm realizing that I've gotta pick and choose what I need to do during these precious few moments...and y'all I am POOPED! So I'll post a couple and then it's off to bed for this worn out momma.
Speaking of that, have you ever felt like the Lord's using every voice around to speak a truth that needs to be heard? Well here's a peek at just a couple of voices I'm hearing with a very similar (and timely) theme, that I sure need to hear... and maybe these thoughts and these will be an an encouragement to you, also. God is so good to gently lead with whispers (and sometimes shouts!) of encouragement and grace.
Miss Camille is a good sleeper; however, she'd like to be stuck to momma... especially when she's sleeping. All that to say, having a hands-free moment is few and far between these days. :) So even though I'm tempted to sit here and write all kinds 'a business about this precious baby and post a million and one pictures...I'm realizing that I've gotta pick and choose what I need to do during these precious few moments...and y'all I am POOPED! So I'll post a couple and then it's off to bed for this worn out momma.
Speaking of that, have you ever felt like the Lord's using every voice around to speak a truth that needs to be heard? Well here's a peek at just a couple of voices I'm hearing with a very similar (and timely) theme, that I sure need to hear... and maybe these thoughts and these will be an an encouragement to you, also. God is so good to gently lead with whispers (and sometimes shouts!) of encouragement and grace.
~Camille Grace at one month old on April 14~
Camille is our first baby to take a pacifier without hollerin' about it, but she's still on the search for that thumb!
Sweet sleeper...at 4 weeks Camille developed baby acne, it's starting to fade but definitely gets redder when she's sweaty or upset.
Camille's first bottle was a joint venture. I never gave the other two kiddos a bottle because I had such trouble using the pump. I decided to give it a go again for Camille so that Daddy and big brother and sister could help out with feedings too... so far, so good. This little invention (which Hannah Reece refers to as my bre*st leaker) has been awesome for collecting extra milk, too.
These three keep us hoppin'! :)
4.04.2010
New Life...Everlasting!
I hear the Savior say,
“Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me thine all in all.”
Lord, now indeed I find
Thy power and Thine alone,
Can change the leper’s spots
And melt the heart of stone.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
For nothing good have I
Whereby Thy grace to claim,
I’ll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv’ry’s Lamb.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
“Jesus died my soul to save,”
Shall rend the vaulted skies.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
I’ll lay my trophies down
All down at Jesus’ feet.
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
Lyrics: Elvina M. Hall, 1865. Composer: John T. Grape.
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