The Eve of Week 6

Well, it seems like Evie is definitely sleeping for longer stretches at night. Kind of keeping up with her age. Five hour stretches some at week 5, and some 6 hour stretches should be on the brink. She actually slept 7 hours last night for one stretch.

Simon was able to go to the Gaylord hotel and see all of the Christmas decorations yesterday with Gigi. 1.2 million or billion lights are boasted. Simon was quite enthralled, from what I hear.

Matt and I took Evie to church, hosted the youth Christmas party at Chili's..."The Wesleyans..." reminiscent of The Office's "Dundies" award ceremony. The best part was Ashton winning the Attendance Award and not being there to accept it. Or maybe Andy's acceptance speech which he actually wrote out and read, complete with a dramatic air. Oh, and then drove over to meet Eric and Lauren's new baby, Landry, born last Monday, exactly five weeks to the day after Evie. So, there's baby Ruth born on a Monday, Five weeks later, Evie, also born on a Monday, and five weeks later, Landry, also a Monday child :)

Simon and I made two pumpkin pies last night...so we have dessert for the whole week, and some for any drop-by visitors, as well.

My 6 week postpartum check up is Wednesday. WE received a letter from the doctor's office, from our midwife, letting us know that she is leaving the practice this January and moving to New Mexico to work at a hospital there. I was pretty sad; I even cried. Funny how you get attached to someone who is there for the delivery of both of your children. I thought I was weird to be so affected, but Matt read the letter, and though he didn't cry, he was also sad. He said, "I guess that means we won't be having any more children." So, Wed. will be the last time I see Susan. I'm planning on bringing her a really cool India bag. Good colors, a muted green and blue. She is always complimenting my bags, so I think she'll like it. Matt did a good job picking out this bag for me at the office.

So, we were planning on not decorating this year, as far as a tree, but we were going to put up our stockings and decorate the mantle, with live evergreen and holly, so we would get the 'smell' of Christmas. But, somehow, we even unceremoniously opted out of that as well. It is very freeing. We are leaving this Friday, anyway, and SImon is getting lots of Christmas tradition at other places.


We were looking at a Christmas story book last night, with the Nativity, and it was fun to hear Simon "read" it to us. Apparently the wise men brought Baby Jesus popcorn in those fancy urns.

Matt and I were talking last night about how amazing Christmas really is. Jesus, the Savior, our Savior, coming to earth as part of God's wonderful redemption. I guess some years I am even more amazed at God's mercy. Maybe it's because we tend to grow in the knowledge of our own weaknesses and need for a Savior, so that the reality of Jesus becomes more and more amazing. And whenever the idea of the holiness and supremacy of Christ takes root, it really makes you "fall on your knees" just like the Christmas carol says.