So...

Sarah and I are gonna have a baby!

We found out a few weeks ago, but were waiting till we went to the doc to make sure everything was okay with the pregnancy. The doc said everything looked great, so we decided to go ahead and start telling people. Yeah! (that's how i roll)

Oh em gee, things have been crazy since then. I'm laying in bed right now next to my beautiful, sleeping wife. She is so exhausted all the time, not to mention sick all the time as well. I was not prepared how much she would change over the course of like one week. It's very hard, but so worth all the effort of doing things to try and make her happy and comfortable. Err, I sometime mess up though. Sometimes I forget that she's going through all the changes, emotionally and physically, and that I need to give her a break. I'm trying, though.

I picked up the book, "The Expectant Father," and am reading it, knowing very well that I'm gonna have to live through it to understand fully what is going on. Sarah and I have created life! Praise God for the miracle of child-birth! It's really insane and I'm thankful for all of the support and encouragement of our family and friends. So many things are about to change for the better. I can't wait to be a dad. Please pray for Sarah and I as we begin this new chapter in our life. It's unknown territory for us (obviously) and we would love any advice or tips those of you who have been through this could give us.

In the mean time, I will be blogging more regularly (don't hold me to it, but I'm gonna try =/) about the whole process...the joyous times and the frustrating times. I would love for my son or daughter to read this later in life and see how we were preparing for him or her to enter the world. Until then, here's to hoping the writer's strike is over soon and that sarah's nausea is over sooner.

+Angelo

I hurt today...very badly.  I was with my mom and she was telling me about her recent trip to our old hometown Abilene, TX.  She always goes and visits our family there and no matter what she tries to get in contact with them and share hesed with them...which is a whole 'nother post.  But today, she was telling me about how so many of my cousins, mainly the female ones, have just stopped caring about themselves or their family.  My aunt, Becca, has many daughters who have either gotten deep into drugs or deep into drunkenness.  As she told me about each one, I felt my heart ache.  One has had 8 children and doesn't have any with her at all.  The fathers have taken some, she has given up some for adoption, and one she just gave to a couple at the hospital she had just met because she didn't want it.  Another cousin of mine went to my aunts house, her grandmother, and tried to stay there one night.  She was strung out and my aunt told her she couldn't stay.  She began to yell and curse at my aunt while holding a crying baby in her hands, and trying to guilt her into letting her stay.  Another one of my cousins goes back and forth between letting my aunt (her mom) see her kids (my aunt's grandkids) and using them against her. 

I don't tell these stories to gossip, but I tell them because we all have people in our lives that are like this.  I just want to tell my cousins that God likes them...He really likes them. I don't say that to sound silly or sarcastic.  It is truth...He likes them.  It hurts me to know that there are those in my extended family who have not seen or heard the Gospel...or they have seen a distorted picture of it.  

As I was sitting there with my mom, I began to tear up because of the hurt I was feeling...how much more does God desire them to desire Him.  They have no idea that God likes them.