Final Weeks of My Pregnant Life

Here are the final weeks of my pregnancy. (I didn't realize how big I was until I looked at these pictures.) As you can see, I didn't make it to 40 weeks. But I thought it'd be fun to continue the pictures to the end. Annabel "Annie" Wren McMillan was born May 22 at 10:12pm CT. She weighed 7 pounds, 1 ounce and measured 20-1/2 inches long.

Weeks 37-40

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A Prayer for My Daughter before She is Born

I pray that as this little one is born into this world as my daughter,

so too she would be born a second time as Yours.

I pray that as I will be her father from cradle to the grave,

so too You would be her Father for eternity.

I pray that as she grows inside of her mother,

so too she would grow in the knowledge of Your word.

I pray that as her mother has carried her for these past months,

so too You would carry her all the days of her life.

I pray that as she moves inside the womb,

so too Your Spirit would move in her heart and mind.

I pray that as her mortal life has begun,

so too her eternal life would begin with her faith in Jesus Christ.

I pray that as she begins to become aware of the world around her,

so too she would become aware of her need for a Savior.

I pray that as she comes to understand our love for her,

so too she would understand Your love poured out on the cross.

I pray that as You have given her to me,

so too she would give herself to You.

I pray that my child, O Father, would become Your child.

I pray that my daughter might one day become Yours.

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Maternity Pictures

In our cooler-than-normal spring, we took advantage of the first almost-warm-enough-to-be-outside-without-a-jacket day and went to the Chicago Botanic Garden to take some maternity pictures at 33 weeks. It was a fairly casual shoot since it was just the two of us (three of us?). I was even able to convince the father-to-be to join me in a few.



 

 

 Warming up inside one of the tropical greenhouses also provided some good shots.

Our attempt to have a picture of me with a bird nest

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More Prego Progress

It's way past time for another pregnancy progress visual update. I will be 37 weeks pregnant tomorrow so we're down to the final few weeks. I'm still feeling pretty good, just a little more tired than usual.

The second half of pregnancy (mostly): Weeks 21-36

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Progress

We have been taking weekly progress pictures of our growing family. For your viewing pleasure--and if you're interested because you haven't seen me since I've "popped" or find it hard to imagine what I look like--here are belly pictures from the first half of my pregnancy. (And we are taking them in front of our porch door to watch the changing seasons.)

The first half of pregnancy: halfway there - and no more morning sickness!

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Grandfather Clocks

When Nate was in his early 20s, he and his dad were talking about grandfather clocks and how they both liked them and would love to own one someday. Nate said, "I'll tell you what. When I make you a grandfather, I'll get you a grandfather clock." Thankfully he had told me this early on in our relationship so it wasn't a surprise. But I did wonder if there was a creative way around it -- would a miniature grandfather clock work? What about a calendar of grandfather clocks? How about a grandfather clock kit? Nope, it had to be the real thing. We hadn't seen any around, but kept our eyes out (because how common are they?), even though I wasn't pregnant. 



At the end of September 2012, we found out we were pregnant! But since we're not very good at keeping secrets, we had to figure out how to announce it to our parents creatively yet obviously - and quickly. And there was the situation of the grandfather clock.

We stopped by a resale shop to see if they had any nice, affordable grandfather clocks. They had one that was beautiful, fairly understated, and affordable! After doing some measuring of it--and our car--we decided to get it. Hooray!

We decided to tell our parents in person by getting each of our moms Gerbera daisies to represent their grandchildren plus a red rose for their new grandchild. We gave a quick call to my parents to make sure they were home (they were) and to make sure Nate's parents would be home later that afternoon (they live about 2 hours away - they were planning on it). We stopped at my sister Lisa's and told her, then swung by my parents'. When we got there, we handed the bouquet of four flowers to my mom and told them they were to represent their grandchildren...all of their grandchildren. They counted the flowers and realized what it meant and were thrilled!

My mom with her flowers

We didn't stay long since we had to drive down to Nate's parents' still. While driving there, we called my other siblings to tell them the news (they were all thrilled).

In the meantime, Nate's family (his parents and sisters) had been pondering whether us coming down rather unexpectedly with "something to drop off" meant we had a grandfather clock with us...translating to another grandchild. Or maybe they were better off assuming it was puppy so they wouldn't be disappointed if we showed up with something not nearly as exciting as an announcement of an expected birth some nine months away.

While on our way, Nate's sister, Amy, called to tell us that she had to leave for church. We told her and she was thrilled to pieces to be an aunt again. When we arrived at Nate's parents', we got out of the car, went to the front door and were met by expectant looks of anticipation. Nate said, "You need to come outside to get it." Nate's dad hurried out to see what we had brought with us. Nate's mom quickly followed. Nate's sister, Karen, looked at me and asked, "Is it a grandfather clock?" "Yes, it sure is!" Hugs and tears followed. I also handed the bouquet of one dozen to Nate's mom.
 
Then the assembly of the clock commenced.

It looked like it was made to sit against their brick fireplace. And it has the most lovely chime.

Thankfully, Nate's comment about the clock only applied to his first child...because who really needs more than one grandfather clock?

Nate's mom with her bouquet

Nate and his dad with the grandfather clock

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Israel, Day 2 - Part 1

We awoke to a beautiful clear morning in Netanya. After breakfast, we headed out on the bus.

A daylight look at our hotel

Ready to go!

We left Netanya and traveled north to Caesarea, excited to begin exploring the Land we have read so much about.

Our first stop in Caesarea was the Roman Theater, then Herod's Palace.

Roman architecture

Dr. Jim Coakley, one of our Red Bus Moody guides

I was struck by the beauty of Caesarea. And the Roman-ness. This is the first place we have really seen (and we picked up Walt and Brenda McCord here). It was the first we saw of Herod the Great’s building genius. The aqueducts were amazing, bringing fresh water almost 10 km. Herod had a palace that was recently uncovered by archaeologists, including a hippodrome (for horse/chariot races). There was also an inscription about Pontius Pilate that we saw here. We also sat in a reconstructed theater (only goes half-way around – and had great acoustics!). It was this very spot that Herod Agrippa addressed the people. He dressed all in royal clothes – all silver and reflecting in the sunlight, Dr. Coakley said – and spoke to them. The people were crying out, “The voice of a god and not of a man!” We started saying it as our group of 80 and it was a little freaky to hear it...gave me goosebumps as we were saying it. I can only imagine the absurdity yet the gathering noise and energy (almost like a runaway train that you’re helpless to control) as more and more joined in. Acts 12:23 says, “And immediately an angel of the Lord struck him because he did not give God the glory (my emphasis), and he was eaten by worms and died.” He was a sight to behold, all glittering and beautiful in the sunlight with the Mediterranean behind him, then he was dead in front of their eyes, being eaten by worms.

Dr. Coakley compared that Caesarea experience with one that Peter had in Acts 10:25-26. Peter has had his vision about going to the Gentiles and Cornelius sent for him. Cornelius waits for Peter in Caesarea and when Peter arrives, Cornelius, a Roman centurion, “fell at his feet and worshiped him.” Peter responds in a completely different way than Herod Agrippa, who didn’t give God glory. Peter tells Cornelius to “Stand up; I too am just a man.” He didn’t elevate himself over Cornelius (in some ways interesting since he had struggled with Gentiles and the gospel). 

It makes me think about how I need to give God the glory for what He has done, for things I didn’t have anything to do with. I can’t take credit for what He has done.

 

A view from ground level, looking into the stands

A view of what remains of Herod's Promontory Palace

A floor mosaic that remains. I think this was a bath floor.

The hippodrome for horse races

Roman aqueduct at Caesarea

Sea side of the aqueduct

After Caesarea, we drove northeast to Mount Carmel.

Goats on the hillside

Mount Carmel is where Elijah called down God's fire to an altar and killed the prophets of Baal in 1 Kings 18. At the top of Mount Carmel, there is a church (there is a church built on every holy site in Israel). There was also an overlook behind the church where we could see how hilly the land is.

A statue of Elijah slaying the prophets of Baal

A view from the top of Mount Carmel

 We ate lunch in a Druze village on our way down Mount Carmel - delicious food!

Lunch - salad and schnitzel

Getting to know our fellow travelers on the (red) Judah bus

Then it was off to our next destination -- through Nazareth to Galilee.
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