Wowie zowie, my blog has basically fallen to the wayside . . . so it might be a good time to get caught up.
Ryde is now 13 weeks and 6 days old, which is totally amazing to me. I wish we were getting more sleep, but we’re not really. 🙂 I think that is by far the hardest part of having a little one; sleep seems elusive. But I hear that it gets better, so let’s hope so. I’m finding that he sleeps best at night when he has slept well during the day, and that is a challenge on the days that I work. For whatever reason, work days are hard on him. Maybe just because it’s not his swing, his crib, or his home? I don’t know, but I think that being a working mom who takes her baby to work is a hard one. I honestly have days where I wish that he could stay with my mom, Mark, or my sister. I could get some “free” time and get a good amount of work done, and he could be more comfy. But it’s not the way it is right now. Some day, Lord willing, I’ll be a stay at home mom or a work from home mom. We’ll see.
Apart from the life of being a mom and a wife, I’m starting to notice some changes in me as Micah, the person. I’ve written before on how I’ve missed the old Micah. The newer Micah has been through so much change, so many events, that she’s lived in survival mode. There’s no thriving when one is just surviving. No growth, just trying to stay alive. And yet over the past month, it’s felt like springtime inside of me. Nothing obvious on the outside, especially since life has just gotten busier, but things that are very much evident on the inside. New life, a little bit of hope, and some faith have been growing on the inside of me. Like I’m starting to thaw from the inside out, and that is a very good feeling. I’m looking forward to the next few months, and I’m starting to believe that God’s got some very good things in store for us. We’re moving out of survival mode and hopefully into thriving mode. Good things are yet to come . . .
Oh, and last thing . . . I’ve been given an opportunity to teach at the newly begun Bible school at our church. I’m teaching on Leadership, and last night was my first class. I was nervous and a bit scattered, but it wasn’t half bad. I’m looking forward to the rest of the class, and I’m so very excited that FINALLY one of my dreams is coming true. I’m getting to teach others about spiritual growth and how to become the people that God has called them to be. That is both challenging and very exciting!! Thank the Lord for His goodness and faithfulness. He hasn’t forgotten me after all . . . 😉