Weslee's Baby Dedication/Mother's Day

Weslee's annointing with Pastor Case

Our first time hosting a family dinner

Family Picture

Mother's Day was rather exciting for us this year, since our church does all the baby dedications on the same day. All of Ken's family came to town for the dedication, and we hosted a lunch after church for everybody. I'd never had to make food for so many people, and somehow we managed to fit nearly 20 people in our little house! All went pretty well though, but I probably wouldn't choose to have such a large crowd in such a small space again.

I don't have any pictures from the church service dedication for Weslee, but the picture above is from the private anointing we had before the service with our pastor. It was something that Ken and I wanted to do before God, to promise our child to Him.

He did very well with the day, even though it ended in an ER visit for him. His umbilical hernia had come back a bit and we had to get it checked out to make sure it wasn't the kind we need to be concerned about. Luckily, he is doing fine, and we're just monitoring his little belly button to make sure nothing changes.

April photos

Family photo

Tummy time

Having fun on the play mat

Dad and baby

March photos

This is a project we did to make a little footprint for the wall. Ken and Weslee seemed to enjoy it!

mother's day/birthday

Every so often, my birthday falls on Mother's Day, which is fun because the family has more to celebrate. This year it was a bit different for me, because it also marked four months since Ahlai passed. The week leading up to it was very emotional for me, because I just longed for a baby to love and care for. I listened to all of my pregnant friends get excited for the day, and I wondered if anybody would remember that I was a mom, too. My pastor said something the week before that stuck with me, and made me realize that everything would be ok. I prayed a lot, and cried a little, and Ken was by my side the entire time. Well, Sunday came and I headed to church wearing my "angel mom" pin that my mother-in-law Carol gave me (I cried when I opened the card). I had a few birthday wishes, and a couple Mother's Day wishes, but nothing big. I took the gift for the mothers, and nobody questioned me. One of the elders was so kind in telling me that he had thought of me, knowing the significance of the day.

The rest of the day was spent up at my parents' house eating breakfast for dinner (a Mother's Day tradition) and just having fun times. I got sweet cards from my family, and teared up a little at their thoughtfulness at remembering what is important to me.

So Sunday came and went, and I survived. I was amazingly blessed on that day, and am so thankful that God provides in ways that we do not expect- not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well. Though most people did not remember me on the day, I found that I didn't need them to. My family remembered me, and most importantly, God remembered me.