And here "IT" is...

"For you created my my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well."Psalm 139: 13 - 14

Well...thanks to the internet, you can now post your baby's picture online before he/she is even born! Seriously, this is the first picture of our little one. We are calling it "tot" right now because the shape resembled a tater tot in a weird sort of way! As of yesterday we are 11 weeks along and are so excited. I have been feeling great - just really, really, really tired. It's crazy, but thankfully I haven't had any sickness.

After we announced it to the family, my wonderful cousin sent me an excerpt from Rick Warren's book The Purpose Driven Life. I had previously read the book and loved it, but the excerpt she sent has become particularly precious to me. I will include parts of it below:

You are not an accident. Your birth was no mistake or mishap, and your life is no fluke of nature. Your parents may not have planned you, but God did. He was not surprised by your birth at all. In fact, he expected it. Long before you were conceived by your parents, you were conceived in the mind of God. He thought of you first. It is not fate, nor chance, nor luck, nor coincidence that you are breathing at this very moment. You are alive because God wanted to creat you! God had a plan in creating you. It doesn't matter whether your parents are good, bad or indifferent. God knew exactly the right genetic makeup to create the custom "you" he had in mind. Every plant and every animal was planned by God, and every person was designed with a purpose in mind. God's motive for creating you was his love. Ephisians 1:4a says "Long before he laid down earth's foundations, he had us in mind, had setttled on us as the focus of his love" (The Message)."

I think the coolest thing has been thinking about the fact that this little person growing inside of me already has a purpose in the eyes of God - "...your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be..." (Psalm 139:16). I am so excited to watch he/she live out the life God has planned. Our prayer is that we will be the living examples that God calls us to be - not only to our child, but to everyone around us.

We will keep you posted on this journey!!!

A few stitches later... (content may be graphic)

Overall, I consider myself a pretty careful person. I don't do too many things that have the potential of getting me injured. Maybe the cautiousness comes from the upbringing. I remember I wanted to sign up to play softball when I was younger and mom was worried I might get my fingers smashed by the ball and not be able to play the violin anymore!! Oh well, probably for the best because I'm not so sure I would have been that good. Just ask Corey; we played ball chase a few times - he threw the baseball and I chased it! So, I thought because of my ultra carefulness that I was going to be a "lifer" and never have any stitches from some silly accident; however, that all changed one week ago today...

Chad and I and two of his friends decided to take a leisurely boat ride on Lake Hartwell. It was a scorching hot day and we were gonna just ride around. We weren't even gonna get crazy and tube or anything - just riding around with our hair blowing in the wind. Unfortunately, another plan was meant for us that afternoon because about 5 minutes into the boat ride (before we even had any speed) a boat passed us by and made a pretty large wake. Now, had we known the events in our close future, we probably would not have given them the friendly wave we did, but we were happy and carefree at that moment. Right after the friendly "throw up" (as my dad calls it) we hit their wake and because we were going slow the front of the boat where I happened to be sitting went up. I was sitting in a bass seat and I knew I was gonna come down REALLY hard so I put my arms down to brace myself. As we came back down, my wrist slammed into the metal hinge on the seat and it slit right open. Because I was bleeding pretty bad, we turned the boat around, left Chad's friends on it with hopes that they could figure out how to load it, and went the ER - WITH a police escort, I might add! We got to run all the stoplights and everything! We got the ER and were definitely the most legit people there with blood all over both of us. I still haven't figured out why the others were there - esp the guy in the waiting area who told me about EVERY trip he'd ever taken to the ER. Anyway, a few hours and 11 stitches (5 inside, 6 outside) later, I came out with a nicely bandaged right hand and I've been a little out of commission ever since!