10.21.2014

sibling love (a 31 Days post


he drew his first picture of himself and "Baby Ella." 

(if you don't already know, we are not finding out the gender of this baby. but since day one Eli has referred to my belly as "Ella" and so we go along with it)


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i loved this little demonstration of acknowledging a relationship. before he even knows what it is to be a big brother, he sees that he is big and strong, and the baby is smaller. he sees that they look the same. he sees that they are close.

maybe i see too much into things, but how could i not? he is so pure and innocent, and as deeply rooted in the present as he'll ever be. whatever he does, i hope i never miss seeing it through his eyes. today, this little image of him and his sibling-on-the-way brought me so much joy and hope and love. 

little one, we cannot wait to meet you :)


10.20.2014

proof of life (a 31 Days post)

:: bedtime at the Cho House ::

Me: Eli, let's lay down.. it's time for sleep..

Eli: Momma I'm trying to get the sand out of my pocket.

Me: What sand?

Eli: This. ::he pulls tiny bits of gravel out of his pocket::

Me: oh my gosh! Where did that come from?!

Eli: From the park with MinJoon. I saved it.



We hadn't been to the park in over a week. 

I quickly unzipped his hoodie (the one he begged to wear to bed) and headed to the bathroom to clean out his pockets. as sure as he explained, he saved some of that last visit.  


i had to laugh a bit. i mean, we can never really understand what is going on in our little people's minds. we think big toys and elaborate jungle gyms are what entertain them.. meanwhile, they are stuffing rocks in their pockets with their friends.

it's a small mess.. thank God i hadn't yet washed that sweater.. but it's the proof that we are living. it's proof we are getting out of the house and enjoying the world. it's proof we are experiencing time with friends, and helping Eli meet new people and create his childhood memories. 


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today's joy was found in a pocket full of the stuff we would normally shake off our boots at the back door. so much so that i staged it on my bathroom counter for this post and laughed the entire time. 

(and of course, i cloroxed that counter after...



10.19.2014

smitten by the city (a 31 Days post)


today was the Detroit Free Press/Talmer Bank Marathon. our man ran the half in just under two and a half hours. i couldn't believe it.. he made the commitment back in January, trained and then completed his goal. he continues to amaze and inspired me.

while that was a truly exciting moment, it's not where i found my joy today. i found it in a moment i usually fear.. a moment that often brings me great anxiety; visiting the city. 


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we rarely head to downtown Detroit. it's never that we don't want to, it's just that life is busy and we do more on the local level. but whenever we do, i often feel nervous and protective. i've lived in the Metro area my whole life, and through the news i've been shown the negative side of the city. so naturally, heading down there makes me a bit shakey.

but this morning was different. the city was alive with thousands of people, motivated by a common goal and filled to the point of overflow with the feelings of encouragement. everyone was excited. people were cheering. 

and Eli was soaking it all in. 


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at first the masses scared him, but soon he found his little place in the big world and began looking outward. we held hands as we followed crowds to the starting line, listening as wave after wave of runners was sent off into the dark of the dawn. after one last kiss from papa at the gate, Eli was ready to eat and sightsee and just do everything we possibly could for the next couple hours. as his wonder expressed itself, my comfort grew. 

this shot of him looking outward from the people mover was my true joy moment. he is oblivious of the things I know of the city--of the darkness in the world at all. he only saw big buildings, moving cars, rooftops, and a skyline. he saw the world from a different angle and maybe had the thought that he would want to visit that place again. 

and because of his peace in the unknown, so did i. 



10.18.2014

a whole different partnership (a 31 Days post)


when we first moved into our home, my dad handed Thomas a pair of worn leather work gloves. they were familiar--not in a sentimental way but in the way that you look at something and you know what its job is. those gloves were for hard work.


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growing up, i watched my dad put that style of glove on for digging up roots and transplanting bushes, removing trees and handling rough objects. he could grip spikey things and stingy things, something even hot things with those gloves.

as we began to work on our own yard and indulge in our own hard work, i tried many times to fit those gloves on my hands and they just slipped off. years of wear and tear molded them into the perfect shape of my dad's hands and it would never be enough to just layer up and hope they fit. i needed my own.


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i bought this pair at the local hardware store. as i was cashing out, the associate said, "these are great gloves. they'll probably last longer than you will!" 

strange expression to make regarding work gloves, but i could hear his message in it. these were made to withstand the demand of a home--our home. they were crafted specifically for protecting hands that wished to dig in and be part of the process. and that first plunge into dirty damp ground was truly bittersweet. 

i marked up that soft, yellow leather, but with it i began to see the stains that could never be lifted.. the stains i never want lifted. i saw evidence of rose bush thorns failing to press through, and the beginnings of a crease here and there. green weeds, wet earth and rough roots hit the bottom of a compost bag and my gloves never slipped. 


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today i found joy in the process of preparing our home by removing the dead things and making room for the new--and the beauty of a trusted partner along for the journey. 



10.17.2014

circumference (a 31 Days post)


finding joy in the expansion. that is where i am today..

while it was no surprise that i would become this shape, it is still a very shocking and humbling experience. i embraced my growing belly when i was expecting Eli, and this baby is also loved completely.

but with Thomas and i in a very different place in our relationship, my growing body feels like one more hindrance. 


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now, i don't want to go into too much detail on the matter, but i will go so far as to say this: it is hard to feel beautiful and desired as is, let along with a profile like that. many men find their expecting wives glorious. i have never received such a compliment from Thomas; he just isn't that kind of guy. 

and while i accept that, i still wonder, "does his silence stem from disgust, too?"


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the act of bringing new life means certain challenge for the existing ones--the woman most of all. we wear the evidence and feel every change. meanwhile, our husbands live in the vicarious, at best. we develop amplified emotions and sometimes growing worry or fear. our men think we have gone off the deep end.

and we swell.. with the miracle of it all. we feel the kicks, and the hiccups, and the swirls and the stretches. we have little conversations that race between our heart and our belly down a sacred road paved with faith moments and daydreams. 


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so this is where i am seeking joy today, in my shape and my husband's silence. it's a difficult place to be, and a place you live in for a long time, and even when the circumference shrinks, the aftermath isn't much better.

the physical is difficult to embrace, for me at least. but the behind-the-scenes really is so amazing. 


10.16.2014

there are no do-overs (a 31 Days post)


today has been a hard day. i pulled out this adorable photo (lol) for a little "throwback thursday" action, and after i posted it i continued to look at it. 

and i thought about things.

and i was overcome with this feeling of loss.



loss of a past, and a purity.

loss of formative years and brave moments.



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my mistakes happened well into my teens, but this picture epitomizes the happiness that slowly faded with each birthday, and each new influence, and each new bad decision.

i look at this image and i try so hard to just be happy for where i am now, and where i am trying to go. i see my smile, but that peace is gone. i recognize my eyes, but the spirit behind them has seen too much to glow like that anymore. 

there are no do-overs, but The Lord can recall how many times i've prayed for that rewind button.. and He answers with hope.

i can't go back, but i can take new steps of forward-focused actions. 
i can create new habits and make better choices.
i can love greater people and make new memories. 


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I review the years between this captured moment and my right now, and while i feel loss i also try to feel joy. it can only be in acknowledging how good it once was and could have been that i see how bad it became. 

and it is from that past that new beauty will be born.


10.15.2014

no running in church (a 31 Days post)


Today's moment of joy is brought to you by:  the megachurch.

God bless an establishment that not only allows for high-impact sharing of the Gospel, but actually builds to encourage it. 

This is the Boardwalk of the Discovery Island Children's Ministry at our home church, NorthRidge of Plymouth, Michigan. You can get the idea of the theme; beachfront, boardwalk, seaside etc. It is home to children ages six weeks to five years and the place to be between services.

Wednesday nights are pretty fun for Eli, as there isn't such a large group of kids and he is bumped up to the "big boys room." He gets to play air hockey, video games, scatter ball and get into all sorts of new trouble. He is surrounded by tall friends that have cool clothes and gadgets, and whenever it's time to leave, he has a whole different pep in his step.

As scary as it is to think he'll be growing out of the sweet phase he is in, I feel good knowing that he is making friends now and enjoying these nights with them. 


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