Moo-wah!

Canaan has this really funny obsession with the moon. When he was a really little baby, BJ and I were taking a walk with him around the neighborhood and he saw the moon for the fist time. His eyes got wide and his arm shot up with a dramatic point towards the sky. For a long time since then he will always try and find images of the moon in his books (since a lot of our books seem to revolve around bedtime it's easy to do). If we flip past the page to read on he's quick to stop us and head back to the glorious moon page.

Then this past June when he first started to open up verbally his first word (beyond "this", "Mama" and "Dada") was "moon". Walking out of church after the last day of VBS he quickly noticed the moon, pointed up and shouted "MOO!" (yep, I about cried). "Moo" has evolved into "moo-wah" as he works on finding the "n', but his meaning is clear. The boy loves the moon.

A few weeks ago (after I'd begun this long stint in bed) BJ and his Mom took Canaan out for a little walk. He marched around the house with a determination to find and point out the moon to them. BJ said he tried to stop him since it was the middle of the day, but sure enough Canaan found it quickly hiding behind our house.

Today I've been working on our 2011 family album and I of course had to create and add in a bit of the moon to remember this stage of Canaan's life where something so simple could hold his attention & imagination so intensely. Life is magic at this age. And we love that boy to the moo-wah and back.

Scenes from the Bed

THE STATS:
24 Weeks!
3 Weeks (and 3 days, but who's counting?) in bed

This past week has been, in a word, overwhelming. BJ started a fever and experiencing chest pains Monday night, and by Tuesday morning he was in the ER and eventually admitted overnight for inflammation around his heart (caused by a virus). I really feel like everything we've been going through played a part in him getting so sick - he has taken on so much and has such a heavy burden of being both mom and dad and caring for me. It's so difficult now to see him step back into these roles without being able to have the recovery time he needs.

Then Wednesday I had my weekly OB ultrasound and we discovered I have started significantly funneling (similar to dilating but from the top-down), which never happened with Canaan and hasn't happened thus far with Ezra. Seeing that my condition is only getting worse despite all we are doing was really discouraging and pretty frightening as well. Up until now I have really felt confidence that this would end well - with a happy healthy baby. For the first time I really started to fear that that might not happen. Now, four days later, I am emotionally in a much better place and finding peace again (the God who loves us and loves Ezra more than anyone - is the One who is in control), but of course I have my moments.

Thankfully, we have our AMAZING army of helpers (bringing meals, helping watch Canaan, running errands, cleaning, sending cards & care packages, encouraging us and praying for us)! How families go through things like this without the support is really a mystery to me. Even in the midst of everything it's pretty clear that we are very, very blessed.

We have another blessing... his name is Canaan. :)



He keeps us laughing...



...and entertained!



All the normal rules have gone out the window! Cookies in bed!! WAHOO!!