Moby Wrap & KiddosPosted by Rachel on December 13th, 2007
Thanks so much to Evie for this fabulous gift! This is a Moby Wrap and it’s very comfy and extremely useful.

And here’s some more pictures of my babies.







Thanks so much to Evie for this fabulous gift! This is a Moby Wrap and it’s very comfy and extremely useful.

And here’s some more pictures of my babies.






















I was just listening to Rebecca St. James and Todd Agnew sing “Our Great God,” and it just reminded me how thankful I feel right now.
We’ve had a ton of bills lately with the new table (we outgrew the old one), computer (it died), washer and dryer (they were dying together), computer, midwife, doula, tuition, and visits from family. God has provided a lot of money to meet those bills. I mean a lot. Close to $10,000 in the last three weeks. (I broke a Black Friday sales record and received my overload pay from teaching all in the last three weeks.) That almost covers everything (yeah, they add up). What would normally have been a stressful time has not been that bad.
I have a beautiful new son. The birth was incredible. It couldn’t have gone any more perfectly. The doula was incredible when it came to supporting Rachel. The whole time Rachel was in labor, I kept thanking God for her. The midwife was great too, but let the doula pretty much handle things.
My daughter continues to grow in her relationship to Christ. She amazes me sometimes.
I’m glad to be in a church where we can chant, receive communion every week, feel loved, and our children can commune. We’ve actually been able to develop a relationship with a fellow congregation member (though in its early stages, it’s nice to be able to connect to someone other than the pastor and his family). The lady is a bit older than us, but her youngest son is close to Kyrie’s age.
My class this semester will be taught by Reggie Kidd, and it’s on my favorite subject. How great is that? I’ve been able to finish most of the books (I saved the best ones for last, so woohoo).
I’ve had off of work for three straight days. I don’t think I’ve had more than one day in a row off since August (and even then I was usually working on my day off). It’s been a time of healing and rest (though I must say I am wiped out from all the work I am doing—but it’s different work, so in a big way, it’s restful).
We have family coming to visit. Forrest and Rebekah will be here in less than two weeks. The Enloe family also plans to come by. Mommy and daddy plan on coming in February. It will be so nice to have company again, and it’s nice to have a table that will fit everyone (tightly though!).
I love how all of our close friends’ families are growing. Exponential growth is nice when it involves friends.
We are planning to stay our entire summer in Spokane, if possible. Actually, it would be nice to just move up there, so maybe a job can fall in our laps (pretty please!).
It’s Advent. The long green season is fully over.
Oh, Lord remind us once again of your wonderful works. Hallelujah! Glory be to our great God.





Kyrie is all worn out from being a big sister.

“You were born on December 8th. It was 80 degrees that day.”



Antonio Giovanni Capezza was born at home, in the water, at 6:05 am this morning. Papa caught him. He weighed 9 lbs 8 oz and is 21 1/4 inches long. His head measured 14.5”, as did his chest. His skin had perfect coloring upon entrance into this world. He presented his right hand and arm with the head, so that must have been fun. Rachel said pushing out his shoulders felt like pushing out another head. The birth all went very quickly. Rachel woke up from contractions at 1:15 am and was pushing by 4:49.
Birth story and pictures soon to come.
Today I spent three hours at the mall with a 2-year-old. Not exactly sure what I was thinking, but Kyrie had a blast. I brought quarters and let her ride on those car things (pregnancy brain, I can’t think of the names of anything) and we did lots of window shopping (she’s a total shopper—tried on several pairs of sunglasses, headbands, looked through clothes, etc).
The house is messy. I don’t want to clean it. I wish I had abilities like Mary Poppins.
Kyrie came up to me, rubbed my belly, and said “I love you, baby brother.”
Now he’ll definitely want to come out to meet his adoring big sister!
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