He's Here!

Bruce Bingaman Fields. Born on Tuesday June 22, 2010 at 6:33 PM. He weighed 7 lbs 8 oz, and 20 in long. He's got 10 fingers and 10 toes. We think he's perfect!

Stella is doing a wonderful job with him. She loves to hold him and kiss him and bring him "friends." It is really sweet to watch. Our little family of three is now a little family of FOUR!

Sweet Gifts

Last night Sid had a Youth Devo Night. They do this once a month, and instead of attending church the teens go to someones house and hang out for the evening, and have a devo. It's pretty fun and the teens really enjoy it. Sid was struggling a little bit with going, but, he had to go. It turned out to be wonderful.

The teens turned it into a little party for him. They had ice cream sundaes, nothing too unusual there. Then when Sid sat down with his, the girls approached him with a large duct tape covered binder. They had made him a scrapbook. They each did at least one page, and many of them wrote him notes about how much they would miss him, and how much he had taught them.


Then he said he realized the guys were missing. They returned with a large blanket covered item. Under the blanket was a three foot tall Chic-fil-A Cow. With two plastic swords, a mace, a ninja mask and a hot pink skirt. It was also covered in memories written with a sharpie. And the names of the boys who gave it to him in glitter puffy paint. I love it. It makes me laugh. They also gave him a card and a HUGE bag of Skittles.


There was also a framed 8 x10 photo of the teens and sponsors that was taken last week during Sunday School. It was a really good night for Sid, and that is a really good thing.

Ready to go

That's about how I'm feeling right now. In several ways. I'm ready to go with this baby. The sooner he comes now the better as far as I'm concerned! I'm 38 weeks and I think that it's plenty of time. I'm hot, and I'm tired. And I'm stressed.

Also I'm ready to go with church. Last week Sid made the official announcement to the church on Sunday morning, and the week before on Wednesday night to the teens, that we'll be leaving this summer. And it's not by our choice. There are all kinds of emotions that go into this, and I'm not really gonna go there, but the Elders asked him to, so he resigned. All that to say: I'm ready to go. It's time now to move on.

It was really hard to go to church this morning. I wasn't quite expecting that. I figured that last week was going to be the hardest, but I think it's going to be the showing up every week, and the keep on smiling thing that is gonna be the hardest.

It wasn't even the getting up and ready, or the walking in. It was the actual, practicing for choir and sitting in the choir loft looking at the congregation that was really hard. I just wanted to sit down and cry all day. It was Sid's first Sunday not on the platform, and maybe that had something to do with it, and maybe it was just the hormones on top of everything else. I was glad that I was in the nursery, because I don't think I could have made it through the whole service.

Anyway, I'm also ready to go in the figuring out what's next part. Ready to "get this show on the road." I want to get packed and go to wherever it is we're going. I guess I am really going to have to learn to wait on the Lord. I know that He is good, and that this did not surprise Him. I know that He loves us and is doing this ultimately for our good. But it doesn't mean it isn't hard.

On a totally unrelated note, I really want a sewing project to work on, but I don't know what. I am thinking something small so when the baby comes I'm not in the middle of some huge project that we'll just have to move in it's incomplete state. I just need something to keep me occupied.

What did I make now?

It's a crib bumper. All sewn up, and on the crib.



Please ignore the stuff in the crib, it seemed like the logical place to store the baby's clothes!