I was taking a few minutes and looking back on my blog posts from last year at this time. Uhhhhh... very strange to be reading about the same things I'm currently feeling. This is not a common experience for most people! For example, I first felt Kate kick in December of last year. What has our little guy been doing all month? Playing kickball in my belly. I was feeling particularly sentimental last year at this time, thinking about Mary as she was carrying her little boy. And this week? I've been thinking about her again, as I have so many questions for God about our little blessing. It's all so strange. Pregnant again, from August til May (or somewhere around then). Same clothes as last year, same baby emails ("your baby is now the length of a carrot"), same baby feelings, same baby emotions.
This year, though, I am missing church that will begin in about 10 minutes. It's the first time since I was 10 that I am missing the 11:00 service on Christmas Eve. I have a new role in life now, and I doubt I'll be going to any 11:00 service for another 10 years or so! Kate is snuggled up in her new Christmas Eve pajamas from Gram and Grandpa. She fell asleep in no time at all, and I'm just about ready to join that fun!
I heard this song by Sixpence None the Richer last year, and it resonates so clearly again this year. This is our first Christmas as a family of 3, and strangely enough, it's our last Christmas as a family of three. It's our last Christmas without our son. Life will never again be the same!
Inside my own skin
And I think of Mary
In Bethlehem
That night in a stable
Our Savior was born
Yes, we have so much
To be thankful for
On the last Christmas
The last Christmas
The last Christmas
Without you
They're choosing the colors
Preparing your room
For one day; Midsummer
The advent of you
Together we wait for
A heavenly gift
Is winter a wonder?
Enchanted that this is
The last Christmas
The last Christmas
The last Christmas
Without you
See the stars shining for above
Hear the singing
Praise to the Giver of Life and Love
Maker of Beautiful things..
I feel you heart beating
Inside my own skin
And I think of Mary
In Bethlehem
When darkness was shattered
The dawn of God's grace
And the journey'd begun
To the the first Easter day
On the this Christmas
The last Christmas
The last Christmas
The very last Christmas
The last Christmas (x 3)
Without you
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