9 posts tagged “jessica”
Here it is 12:39 am, and Jess and I are sitting downstairs while the rest of the fam are sleeping soundly. Jamesyn has a cold, so last night it was her that I was up with all night. Unfortunately for me, oh yeah and for Jess too, she has contracted this nasty little virus. Poor thing, she can't use her paci, because she cannot breathe. And, it is a toss up as to which she prefers most, the paci or breathing. Either way, she can enjoy neither, hence the late night post.
I tried to sleep in this morning after finally hitting the pillow at 5 am, only to be awoken by James getting ready at 6 am, to which I fought off his ten thousand goodbye kisses because I am the best wife ever and only cared about sleep, to which I was awoken by Jess wanting to eat at 7am. After feeding her, I did the responsible thing and woke Jordyn up to guilt her into going downstairs with Jess so I could get a few more hours sleep, to which I was awakend by Jamesyn at 8am using Jonah/bathroom/water in the same sentence. Since our family is prone to water fiasco's, my adrenaline jerked me out of bed to find 1/2 an inch of water covering the entire bathroom floor. You see Jonah's foot was asleep, and maybe you are more familiar than I am with that old foot waking up treatment, known as "insert foot into water in the bathroom sink til it goes over the edge and creates a liquid floor" trick. Personally, I had never heard of it. Anyway, after the mess was clean, it was 9am. In simpler times, like 3 kids ago, I might have given sleep another shot, but caffeine had to suffice.
Which is why this is how my eyes currently look:
In antithesis, here is Jess:
Praying for that Benadryl to kick in....
Yes, I do plan on posting monthly about this baby. Some moms do mom things like take a picture of their baby once a month and put it in a special frame meant to showcase the child's 1st 12 months. If you are one of these moms, I admire you. Me, well I am more like the type who would buy the frame, because it is a great idea, and never develop the pictures and put them in the frame. That's just me, it is a short-coming, but I have recognized it and accepted it. Moving on.
That is why you must either ignore these monthly posts or just look at the pictures and tell me how cute she is. Indulge me, I am doing a mom thing, in my own way. It must suffice because it is progress for me. My poor kids, except Jordyn, have no baby books. And, unfortunately for Jordyn, her's was written by a 19 year old idiot who actually wrote that her favorite tv shows were 90210 and Melrose Place. So, you see my kids have been neglected and I have guilt, so on with the show.
Jessica is "all of our's baby". (Is that even grammatically correct? My editor is currently sleeping, I am sure he will correct it later.) Well, at least that is what I have to tell Jamesyn daily. She will say things like, "Mom, I will let you hold my princess if you want." This is usually while I am already holding her. And, this is the face that she makes when she gives me her permission:
Or, she will say, "No, Jonah she is MY baby!" as she squeezes Jess for dear life when Jonah approaches. And, this is the face that she makes when she marks her territory:
Which causes Jonah to look like this:
All the way around, it is safe to say that Jessica is loved fiercely and rightfully so.
Due to all of this love and attention, she has yet to crawl. In fact, she is still not sitting up completely unattended. Just the way Jamesyn and I like it. More princess holding to be had. She does roll all over the family room and zooms back and forth in her walker. She also has two teeth on the bottom. I have yet to buy a jar of baby food. I have been making it. She loves to eat. The only time she lacks patience is when you aren't getting that next bite into her mouth quick enough. She always wakes up around 6:30 am. James is up and he thankfully gets her and changes her. She sucks her pacifier through the whole process. But, as soon as he brings her to the bed for me to nurse and she sees me, she shoots the paci out of her mouth like a cork. She don't play.
She says Dada and has said Mama a few times, but only when I beg her and remind her that I gave birth to her in blow-up pool in my room and can she just throw me a bone already. I have taught her how to give kisses. So, if I say "kisses" she will lean into you with her lips. Ahhhh, nothing like baby lips. Or, it could be the ten thousand kisses she gets daily that gave her a clue on how it is done. But, I prefer to take the credit.
Yesterday, Jessica turned 7 moths old. What did you think I meant by the title of the post?
Jess has proven to be a child that doesn't dole out smiles at the mere mention of her name. She is much more thoughtful than that. She makes you work for them. Jonah, by far, is able to provoke her glee more than anyone. But, when her big eyes are lit by the smile that takes over her face, you know that all of your silly efforts at amusing her were well worth it. Her place in our family has been easily carved out by her easygoing attitude and content personality. Although, she has started to make her demands known with a little more force these days. She takes in everything with her big eyes and we wonder what she thinks when she observes this crazy family that she was born into. Jamesyn relishes the role of big sister and is gentle as she can be with her in tone and deed, which is a stretch for Jamesyn.
With most of our kids, we can look back at the time of the pregnancy and remember the difficult circumstances and fears that we were certain would overwhelm us. Many in our lives have questioned our wisdom (or lack thereof). But, when I look at each of my children, I often marvel at how much each of them have brought our family a richness that would be lacking without them. Would life be easier with fewer children? Yes. Cheaper? Definitely. Would I be able to avoid the suffering that early pregnancy brings everytime? Yes. Would I be able to have extra time to read a book, check out blogs that engage my mind? Most certainly. But, God hasn't called me to a life of ease. A life that I define based on my own wisdom or desire to avoid the pain, expense, struggle, and fear that each child brings. We can come up with a lot of justifications, even holy sounding ones, to defend a life that is built on our own understanding. But, through obedience we find joy and blessing. Especially through obdience that pains and stretches us, that causes us to flail about because it doesn't fit into "our plan". There is wisdom in fear. But, only in the fear of the Lord.
And, now the many faces of Jess at 7 months:
Have you ever had those times when God seems to be pressing upon your heart a particular theme in His Word?
Psalm 103:15 As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; for the wind passes over it, and its gone, and its place knows it no more.
See, it seems like not so long ago when I was dealing with this:
and wondering when this was going to happen:
Because I really wanted to hold my baby and know what she was like, and then it happened:
But now, six months of her little life have passed in the blink of an eye, and she looks like this:
And one day I will turn around and she will be 14 and as beautiful as her sister next to her:
Right now, we Hussey's are flourishing, but one day the wind will come and blow across our field and we will be gone. Maybe that is why we should all celebrate half-birthdays.
Psalm 90:12 So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.
I am quite enamoured with this daughter of mine. I think I may be a tad bit in awe of her being my sixth child. But, all things considered, can you blame me? Look at this girl.
Wisdom, you ask? What wisdom? Surely there isn't any wisdom in having six children without stability. These are, believe it or not, the exact issues that we have wrestled with. But, we choose (or more rightly, James chooses) not to lean on our own understanding when it comes to being wise.
Me, I like my own understanding. I think I understand plenty. One thing I understand, better than most, if not all the people reading this post, is pregnancy. I understand that it is hard, it takes a toll, I am not that nice, I lay on the couch and ignore people for at least two months. That kind of thing. I understand giving birth. With or without an epidural, with or without a doctor's care. In the end, they all come out the same way. Well, at least mine do.
So, the thought of another during the dripping NC heat that made me less nice than I normally am during pregnancy, was not welcome. In fact, the majority of the time, the way I have understood things is, "Oh, no", but probably not those exact words.
James just doesn't understand the things that I do. As much as I have tried to manipulate appeal to my husband throughout the years to lean on my understanding (I have a lot of good arguments; you might have used a few yourself over the years) he just hasn't been swayed. And, I personally think I am a pretty good appealer. Just ask my Mom. Did you know she is moving out here this year? I'm working on Carly next, but that is another story.
Nope, James just doesn't understand. He has told me that he fears God more than he fears unstable circumstances, and even more terrifying, more than dwelling with me through another 9 months of pregnancy.
For the past five months I have been enjoying the wisdom bourne out of my husband's wise and proper fear. Jessica is without a doubt the easiest, most content, happy baby that we have experienced. She is a joy, truly. She rarely cries. She is content to the point that we rarely know if an atomic bomb has exploded in her diaper until we pick her up and discover it for ourselves. She has fallen easily and happily into the finisher of the Hussey Half Dozen. We will see how long that title lasts.
When I hold my sixth child in my arms I thank my gracious Father who put a husband over me who understands much more than I do. He hasn't leaned on his own understanding, and thankfully, mine either.
Proverbs 9:10 The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom
Proverbs 3:5,6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding.
~Tash
I've pretty much had a serious case of writer's block lately, but I thought I would post a few pics of my sweet Jess. She is such a good, smiley, funny baby. I am enjoying all of her funny expressions. Jacob took a few pics of her in the bath today. So, here she is at age 2.5 months.
~Tash
This is what I read to Jessie during her baptism on 2-10-08 at Church of the Redeemer. It's belated because our hard drive was packed away. It's also mostly Scripture (somehow I didn't think I could improve on it):
Jessica, I pray that the Lord bless you and keep you;
the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you;
the Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.
May you fear nothing and no one but the Lord your God, walk in all his ways, love and serve Him with all your heart, soul, mind and strength, keeping His commandments and statutes, which are for your good and the Lord’s glory.
May you be modest, self-controlled, and not succumb to the vanity of this age, but rather seek the kingdom and righteousness of Christ our Lord, pursuing true wisdom and not the idolatry of covetousness or worldliness. May you treasure Christ and wisdom above all else.
May your reputation be that of the excellent wife, and may you be a true daughter of Sarah: submitting to your own husband, managing your household for the glory of God, bearing and raising many children to faithfully follow Christ and praise His name early and often, and may you be adorned with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit.
May your feet faithfully tread the narrow path that leads Home to Christ, and may you, in gentleness and meekness, be salt and light, bearing much fruit and proving you are indeed Christ’s disciple to the glory of our Father in heaven.
Amen
