Smiles

She's smiling so much now! It's very fun!

Here's another photo of Anne. She's so beautiful! I did want to tell you all that her tests went well. They are almost positive that everything is perfectly fine. They still want to do an MRI, but that won't be for a while and it's just to confirm their current diagnosis - it's just some extra tissue that won't be an issue. If it doesn't ever bother Anne, she'll probably always have it. Great news! Thanks for praying.

If you want to see more pictures, go to her album at http://picasaweb.google.com/melodiebooton/Anne.

Anne Cecilia Booton has arrived!!!

Well, here she is, the one we all been waiting for, our new baby, Anne Cecilia Booton.

Anne was born on Saturday November 3, 2007 at 5:33pm. She weighed 8 pounds, and 13 ounces. She was born with a bump on her back which needs to be removed, but the doctors have to find out what it is first. It could be serious. The doctors have stated that it is most likely a cyst but they will need to check to make certain it is not pushing spinal fluid into the brain. We have an appointment for a sanogram tomorrow. Please, pray she'll be alright.

-Ben

So now I feel ready for the baby to come. My mom came and stayed for a week and worked and inspired me to work. We rearranged the furniture in my whole house, stained or painted or touched up five pieces of furniture, hung two roller blinds, put curtains on four curtains, finished recovering a chair, tiled the bathroom floor, hung tons of pictures, recovered two pillows (would have done more, but my sewing machine quit. I still haven't figured it out...). Anyway. I'm exhausted. But happy. It's always fun to have my mom here, and there's no way I would have gotten all of this done without her. So now my baby can be born. :)

The twice-annual church retreat was this weekend. And my friend Scott found this poem and posted it on his blog (Two Empty Hands: "I wear the facade of pseudo peace"). And I really liked it, so I took it. :) Anyway. I really like the last stanza.

Befriending Chaos
By Barbara Mayer, OSB
Atchison, Kansas

I hide chaos in the closets of my mind,
fearing to reveal my inner turmoil,
my lack of order, my inability to control
the frayed edges of my anxieties.
When confusion and turbulence
upset the smooth tempo of my life
I wear the facade of pseudo peace,
unaware of burgeoning new life
pushing through worn-out securities

Just as the universe evolves with both
order and turbulence, I too must embrace
the tsunamic upheavals of my life,
knowing they contain unlimited
opportunities for transformation.

I saw a bumper sticker this morning at the library: Make Abortion Unnecessary not Illegal. Now that's a bumper sticker I can get behind.

Here's my new niece! Rebecca Faye Torres. Born September 22 at about 10:15 p.m. I can't remember any of the other specifics. (I'm a horrible aunt!) Hopefully she and my baby will have lots of fun growing up together.

I'm currently reading Richard Foster's book Streams of Living Water: Celebrating the Great Traditions of Christian Faith. And of course with the baby coming soon, pretty much everything in my life says something about children, family, parenting, those sorts of things (some books say it's hormonal and there's nothing I can do about it!).

Anyway, so in the introduction of the book, he's talking about the Incarnational Tradition - the tradition that says that every part of your life is sacred; you can't separate your religious life from your secular life. Here, he's talking about Jesus' childhood and the fact that we are told very little about it.

We are given very little information about those growing-up years, but what we are given is highly suggestive. Not suggestive in the fanciful "sandbox miracles" kind of way that some have used to fill in those hidden years. No, suggestive in a much more ordinary way. But precisely because it is ordinary, it is all the more helpful to us....Most instructive of all is the simple comment of Luke after Joseph and Mary had found Jesus in the temple: "Then [Jesus] went down with them and came to Nazareth, and was obedient to them" (Luke 2:51).

A whole world is carried in that unadorned observation that Jesus was "obedient to them." Jesus grew up under the tutelage of his parents, Joseph and Mary. And while Joseph is not heard from again, we can be confident that Jesus learned the carpentry trade from him and worked in that trade until he began his public rabbinic ministry at roughly the age of thirty.

We would do well to ponder those years Jesus spent as a carpenter working in what we today would call a blue-collar job. Where do you imagine Jesus learned to walk in perfect harmony with his heavenly Father? Where do you suppose he learned to "give to everyone who begs from you, and do not refuse anyone who wants to borrow from you" (Matt. 5:42)? Where do you imagine he came to experience such a life of single-minded devotion to God that he knew that "no one can serve two masters" (Matt. 6:24)? Where, I ask you, did he learn such a deep, intimate life of prayer that he could confidently teach us, "Ask, and it will be given you; search, and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened for you. For everyone who asks receives, and everyone who searches finds, and for everyone who knocks, the door will be opened" (Matt. 7:7)? Where do you think he learned to live out the words, "In everything do to others as you would have them do to you" (Matt. 7:12)? Where did he learn all these things and so much more? I will tell you where. He learned them in his carpentry work and at home with his parents and his brothers and sisters. Jesus did not all of a sudden one day start spouting nice sayings about God. No, when he began his public ministry, he was speaking out of a life that had been tested and tried. He had proven the teachings to be true over and over again as he sawed wood and assemble chairs and built cabinets.

And while I know that Foster is not saying that Joseph and Mary taught Jesus all he knew about God (he was divine, too, after all) I thought it was such an interesting take on how important parenting is. If they were that important in the life of the Son of God, how much more important are today's parents in the lives of our children?

Why is it that when you are in a hurry you get stopped by every stop light, but when you have plenty of time, you sail right through? This morning I was 10 minutes early to work because I only got stopped by one light, but last week, driving the exact same route, to my midwife appointment, I didn't leave quite early enough and ended up late because I got had to stop at every light!

So a short synopsis of the time since I blogged:

Seth, my brother, moved to Oklahoma City. Seems like he's having a good time and adjusting well. We're very excited for him.

I moved the living room furniture. I love moving furniture! I probably shouldn't have done it by myself, but I wanted it done before Ben got back. It like it, but it still needs a little tweaking. I bought material to cover pillows for the couch, and redo the antique rocker and the dining room chairs, and I'm very excited about it! I'm going to start on part of that tonight.

Ben got back Sept 6. It's soooo nice to have him home. He's back in school, so he's extra busy, so we haven't done anything really cool, but it's great.

My aunt and uncle came and stayed with us for 3 days last week. They're missionaries, so we don't get to see them very often, so it was nice to visit with them. And my dad had meetings in KC last week, so he was with us all week. That was good, too. My mom didn't come as planned since we thought my sister would have her baby.

Speaking of which, my sister had a little girl, Rebecca, on Saturday night! Very exciting. They went home from the hospital today and are doing very well.

The weather cooled off today! It definitely feels like fall which is great! And just the anticipation of that was enough to make me want to bake on Sunday! So I made this great pumpkin pie cake. Here's the recipe. It was pretty easy and everyone loved it.

And I used the word proclivity in a normal conversation today. Without trying - it just came out. I had to stop the conversation and comment on it, it was so much fun. I love using big words. :)

And I think that pretty much gets you caught up. At least on the short version. Happy Fall!