Thursday, December 31, 2009

A Very Merry Yoder Christmas

Like every year we packed the car and made our way to the parents in Indiana. Without fail every year there is a storm somewhere on our drive, this year snow was supposed to accompany us most of the way. We decided last minute to try to beat the storm and left at night and drove until 2am to the border of PA. Walking into the hotel in the snow feeling large with child I was hoping there would be room in the Inn. ;-) We finished our journey the next day with a stop to my grandparents and then finally made it to Indiana. I don't know what it was about this year, but the 7 days FLEW by. We had such a wonderful time with my parents and then with Christina and Clinton when they joined us. I was so sad to leave, but this time I have something wonderful to look forward too... a baby in 10 weeks! :)

Friday, December 18, 2009

Mary's Song

I have traveled
Many moonless night
Cold and Weary
With a babe inside
And I wonder
What I've done
Holy Father
You have come
Chosen me now
To carry your son

I am waiting
in a silent prayer
I am frightened
by the load i bear
In a world as cold as stone
Must I walk this path alone
Be with me now
Be with me now

Breath of Heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of Heaven
Breath of Heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me, your holyness
For your holy Breath of Heaven

Do you wonder
As you watch my face
If a wiser one,
should of had my place
But I offer-all I am
For the mercy-of your plan
Help me be strong
Help me be
Help me

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

And the Third Trimester is about to begin...

It’s crazy that I have 3 months to go before our little girl gets here. Time has flown by when I look back on it, though I might have pushed it a little. Milestones have been charted on my calendar and I looked at them frequently waiting for the day to see the baby on the screen, waiting to find out boy or girl, waiting to feel the jabs… all those things have happened and I can’t believe it. I am now looking the third trimester in the face and wondering… how did I get here already? I am ready for the baby and yet I am not… maybe these last three months will get me to the point that I’m ready. I know my body is definitely ready. :)

Ok so enough of my reflections… interesting moments in the past few weeks

My goal is to give birth with no drugs so I have been preparing myself as best I can, the past few days I have been practicing different techniques of breathing and so on and my favorite so far is letting your mind just focus on little things around you… hard to explain but I enjoyed explaining it to my friends while getting ready to cross a busy NYC intersection… white crosswalk, cars loud, cold air, people talking, black street… they found it amusing. Anyways I’m going hardcore on practicing these techniques and tomorrow night Dhrumil will get to witness a session where I hold ice in one hand (a type of pain) and practice what I’ve learned to get my mind off of the “pain” he is thrilled of course… ;-)

The men at my job… so I must give a little shout out to the “working in a mainly male environment with kind men who know about babies” the past few weeks I haven’t had a day go past where I haven’t had a male coworker ask “how are you feeling” my favorite questions… “have you hit the third trimester yet, that’s the worst” “any interesting cravings” “how are you sleeping?” “Are you staying mobile, that’s the key to a healthy mind” OH and the best one today… “I didn’t know you were pregnant”… just like a man. Each time I have a new question I turn red… wow these men know a lot guess their wives have them trained… ummm I’m sleeping ok thanks… heeehee. It’s nice to have people care, though it may be a little awkward

My mother in law’s texts… “please take rest and drink milk” or her calls “It’s snowing please do not go outside”

My mom’s enthusiasm… calling me everyday with new ideas for the nursery, sending me clothes to ensure I look cute and the sign she bought for her house “Grandkids welcome always, Parents by appointments only”

My dad’s excitement and wanting to change every name we tell him we're thinking about for the baby to a nickname that I’m not thrilled with…

Scaring my friends with the secrets of pregnancy… :) OK well I don’t tell them everything I’ll let them find out like I had to
Having many laughs with Dhrumil, laughs that warm my heart…

Enjoying my bowls of honey nut cheerios at 9pm almost every night… strange craving I know, well like my friend said it’s helping my cholesterol

Having my friend yell on the subway “THERE IS A SPOT SIT DOWN”

My boss saying to me today “you look tired, sorry wish I could tell you it gets better” (talking about sleeping at night)
And eating a Magnolia Bakery cupcake that is having my salivate thinking about it... gingerbread with vanilla butter cream!!! YUM
Wonder what experiences this next trimester will hold?

Monday, November 23, 2009

Baby Shower - Indian Style :)

Last night Dhrumil and I were thrown a baby shower by his family. We were able to celebrate the upcoming arrival of our daughter with Dhrumil's family and friends and participate in a small ceremony. There was great company, food and decorations. I think last night I was really hit with the thought that I will be making the step into motherhood shortly. It was great to have mothers at the shower who gave me advice and things to think about. I've been reading about other cultures and how they look at a baby coming into the world and was taken by how much they celebrate the woman who is becoming the mother. I don't think we do that enough in America. This is such a huge HUGE step for a woman and celebrating her and supporting her is really important. After giving birth I will be in the "mothers" club and will have taken that important step in life. What a crazy thought! :)
I must say my outfit was very comfy and I almost didn't look preggo... a glimpse into the past. :) I am even more excited for our little girl to get here, but will take the next few months to continue to prepare for her!

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Mini Babymoon #2 - Cirque Du Soleil

I think I mentioned this earlier, but when Dhrumil figured out because of the timing and vacations and so on that we wouldn't be able to take a real vacation anywhere he started to frantically purchasing tickets to different shows. One of the shows was WINTUK by Cirque Du Soleil. He picked this show because he studied the business practices of the Cirque Du Soleil in one of his MBA classes and really wanted to check them out. Good choice because the show was pretty cool... circus with class I'd call it. :)

We took the train down and on the walk to the garden we stopped at different stores with "maternity sections" to look for a coat.

**DISCLAIMER: Ok so I have an issue with this... NONE of these stores had a suitable maternity section. It was like someone who was creating the kids/baby sections was like "wait women do have to birth these babies maybe we should throw in a few clothes for them and their changing bodies" anyways I wasn't very successful finding a winter coat basically because there weren't any to choose from**

So back to our walk... I had to have roasted peanuts and then as we were waiting to cross the street to the garden a random older man who looked a little worse for wear gave us a HUGE grin and said "CONGRATULATIONS!" um ok so here is where Dhrumil and I differ... I kinda looked at him surprised and then "oh my scary man" Dhrumil said thanks and thought that it was so kind and I could have been nicer. Maybe I'm jaded by this world and take something kind into something a little strange, but needless to say that's NYC for you.

Once inside Dhrumil "had to get" the snow cone you can see him slurping. :) The show was really cool. It was interesting how they interpreted a story, a singing woman, dancing lamp posts with tricks like a girl with many rings, trampoline acts, balancing on tubes and acrobatics. Pretty amazing and I couldn't help but think, are you born thinking "hey let me take a bouncy ball and see if I can do flips" and that's how you get into this business or you have a parents who is thinking "my child is going to fit into a box and contort into strange shapes so I'm going to train her from age 5" Anyways... yes I had fun and no I wasn't thinking that the whole time. :)

After the show we stopped by a few more stores and then headed to my favorite Korean restaurant that I used to eat at all the time when I worked in the city. SO good! :) We both had a great time together enjoying the city and each other. :) We can't wait to do these things with our daughter, but are cherishing the few quiet months we have left alone.

Monday, November 9, 2009


This post is a little late, but YES it's a girl. I thought the baby was a boy the whole time... so I had a really big shock finding out it was a girl. About 10 minutes after we found out I was like... wow Dhrumil you will get to see how a girl evolves! :)

It went down like this... I was just getting over my bout of sickness, it was 8am and I was still a little out of it when we went to the Drs. We wanted the ultrasound woman to write down what the baby was on a card so we could find out together alone. We had this whole plan... go to the bookstore where we first hung out, I would open the card, take pictures of our reaction and then we'd go for lunch at the place we ate at right before we got engaged. Sweet and cheesy right? Well the ultrasound lady wouldn't have it. Granted I could have stuck up for our idea a little more, but as I said I was out of it. When we told her our idea she had a fit saying in 34 years she was never asked to write it down, asked us if we got the idea from a different country (again if I was in my right mind I would have found that offensive) and also said we wouldn't believe it if it was written on a card and we didn't see it on the screen (um who can even tell what the baby's parts are on that fuzzy screen anyways?!) So needless to say in order to avoid our experience being tainted even more we just said fine. I am sad that we have the sort of story, but when we found out the moment was beautiful and we both shed a tear. :)

I love how we're all looking down in this picture... including Willougby. :)

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Sicky Mc-Sickster

Like my title? That has been my name for the past 2 weeks. I finally realized today I just need to go with it and get better. I have been trying to go to work all week but have only lasted a few hours at a time. Basically I started with a cold that led to coughing which led to me not being able to breath leading to the ER and an upper respiratory infection then onto my Dr. appointment yesterday which concluded I now have something worse than bronchitis but not quite pneumonia.

Being pregnant while sick really does extend it I think. I'm so thankful my mom was visiting this week from Indiana. She has been a great help and it has been nice having mommy around while I feel sick. :) Of course Dhrumil is a great help too, but no one is quite like your mom...

ANYWAYS hopefully I will be feeling better soon and get back to focusing on the baby growing in me and on doing all the fun stuff we have planned for the next few weeks. Before I got sick I was finally feel energy again and it was wonderful!! Also tomorrow we find out if the baby is a boy or girl and so I'M SO excited about that. :) We might go register if I feel up to it on Sunday.

Next post... boy or girl!?! Any guesses? :)

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Newport RI - mini Babymoon

Since "babymoons" are all the rage right now I thought that's what I'd entitle the small trips we take before Baby Shah. About a month ago Dhrumil called me up in a small panic "we only have 6 months left so I've been buying tickets all day long." That made me happy and since we don't have enough vacation time to take a nice week long trip before the babe arrives, small weekend trips and events will suffice. It will be an adjustment when the baby is here to not be able to go anywhere at a drop of a hat, but I must say I have some wonderful examples from my friends who are quite mobile with their little ones.

So first on the list was Newport, RI. I have been wanting to go to Newport for a while since I love beauty and history... this town definitely has both. We stayed at a B&B and had quite the quirky woman as a host. :) One of the rooms in the house was filled with carrots... no joke. Fake of course but in every way you could imagine... ornaments, wall hangings, magnets, sculptures and so on. We were the youngest at the B&B by 50 years, but we had wonderful conversations with the other guests at breakfast. I was thankful to have a boost of energy that weekend and we were able to see a lot. The best part was walking hand in hand with my husband and just enjoying each other's company.
I have to say I still can't believe I have such a wonderful man in my life... still hard to grasp I found my other half. I still have those days where I'm like... wow I'm married... I'm old enough to have this life. And then BOOM wait I'm having a baby? Even though I wanted to be a mom for as long as I can remember and even though we discussed the possibility of children for a while it's still so hard for me to grasp the reality that there is a baby growing inside of me. I feel like I have a new identity... future mom. I'm still me and yet I'm not. Working through all of these thoughts and feelings has been a little hard, but I'm so excited to see our baby and go on this new adventure with Dhrumil.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

16 Weeks!!

I can't believe I'm at 16 weeks. It feels like this whole baby-making thing is going by really fast and then again really slow. I look at myself in the mirror and can't believe it's my body that is changing! I think so many things when I see my little bump... I'm still a kid, I don't feel old enough, I can't believe I'm at this point in my life, is that really me, wow, so excited, so overwhelmed, I can't believe we're going to have another person living with us in 6 months.

AHHH So many emotions, so many thoughts. I started feeling little flutters, I guess I would say tickles the past week. It's like the baby is saying "HELLO IM REALLY HERE" um sorry little one, but I had an inkling with my energy level at 0. :) Even though I haven't been feeling the best this is such an amazing experience... I can't believe we all got here this way. :) I thank God for each day I can be apart of creating this wonderful blessing.

The New Place!

I am very THANKFUL to announce that we our LOVING our new place. :) Nothing crazy has happened and it seems like this place is a keeper for now. Big sigh of relief. I feel so much better knowing I won't have to put a mosquito net over the baby when he/she gets here. :) We love the neighborhood and I have been enjoying taking Willoughby on walks as well as walking 2 minutes to a wonderful Gelato shop (which I say the baby is asking for by name) Below you can see a few pictures I took of the new place. We still have some hanging of pictures and so on to do, but I'm feeling good about where we are at. Back living room... this room is actually really long and is part of the next picture

Family room and family dogOur bedroomFuture room of baby Shah... now catch all/guest room
Future spot of guest room now basement/nothing :)


Thursday, September 3, 2009

"I didn't think you were fat"

Since I’ve been pregnant I have gotten entertaining/ frightening comments from people (I am sure many more are on the way as I grow) here are a few

- “You’re so little, you’re really going to stretch, ahahahahaha” * my loving college roommate

- “You’re so little” *Ultrasound technician as she weighed me (that scared me more)
- “Enjoy your sleep now, you’re not going to get any for a long time after the baby is here”
- Me “I feel like all I do is pee” My loving friend “just wait”

- “being pregnant is no excuse for a bad attitude” *my mom

- “being pregnant is a great excuse for a bad attitude” *my friend

- “I’m tired of you telling me what to do” *my husband during our move… my response – “just wait until the baby is here” ;-)

- "What fruit are you this week?" (in reference to the size of the baby)

- “Drink milk two times a day” *my mother in law

- “Aren’t you cute” *my nurse in response to a question about labor

- "I tend to faint a lot, will that happen during labor?" me to my Dr. her response ** AMUSED SMILE** (ps no it wont just might happen when i get bigger)

- "My stomach looks like that when I puff it out" *my sister's response to me proudly showing my little bump

- "I thought you were to small to be getting that type of belly" *coworkers response to me telling her I was expecting.

Monday, August 24, 2009

On to the Next Step...

Introducing Baby Shah!

Yup that's right... Dhrumil and I are expecting our first baby in early March. We are both super excited that God has blessed us with this gift and a little nervous of course. I can't believe a baby is living in me except when I get those fun reminders in the form of tiredness, sickness and a stomach slowly enlarging. :) So anyways besides packing up our place and moving in a few days I am ever reminded of the small little person who is there going through everything with us. I had many witty things to say in this post (ex... I was able to take care of a plant, a dog and a husband so I knew a baby would be fine) but I'm so tired I think I'm just going to go to bed. A few pictures before sleep over takes me of "the belly"

The day we found out... I think 5 weeks and a few days. I was frantically trying to figure out the next step... call the parents, look up the dr. number.... ah what to do! :)

Right now... um so when I looked at this picture I thought it made me look a lot bigger than I really am. SO either I'm in denial or I actually have "popped" at 12 weeks... I think it was the angle or the pizza I just ate.

We're Having A...

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Too Cute!

Amidst the fun landlord situation that we have to endure for two more weeks I thought something cute and fun would help drive my attention elsewhere. Below are a few pictures of Australia's smallest horse Koda. He is such a cute my little pony and the awesome thing is he was born like this, not breed to be small. Enjoy the cuteness and hopefully it will help drive your mind away for a few minutes from whatever might be bothering you today.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Moving Pros

Moving day is fast approaching ONCE AGAIN and I must say I am SICK of it. *see previous post for the stories of moving* Though I am ready to throw in the towel to all rentals I am ready to say "good riddance" to the abode Dhrumil and I now reside in. I look at this place sadly because less then a year ago Dhrumil and I looked at it with much hope. We thought "maybe this is the place we will stay in for 2 years" ha who were we kidding?

So here we are again... months later and the packing supplies are once again all over the house. If you are moving call on us we can have you packed and moved in a jiffy. :) I HOPE this is the last I will post on awful rentals... so all I have to say is GOODBYE
- landlords who DO NOTHING and charge us WAY too much
- leak
- mold
- mice
- cockroaches (I think)
- furry bugs
- spiders of many shapes and sizes
- deer in the front yard
- skunks under the porch
- birds in the siding
- ants who live in the tree and also my house
- nails in the floor (especially that one I stepped on)
- smell in the shower (dead rat perhaps?)
- non existent water pressure
- wind the howled through our 100 year old windows in the winter even with plastic around them
- holes in the floor boards allowing all bugs to move in
- and of course... 11 months of our life

OH YES I KNOW... it's always greener on the other side BUT the other side has to hold something better than this.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Two Words

* more to come...

Thursday, June 18, 2009

I Live in a Small Creature HOUSE

So I have great topics to write about, but I can't help but post this. I AM SICK OF THE BUGS! and I AM SICK OF THE MICE! Get the picture? A week ago I came home after taking Willoughby on a walk and went to throw something out under the sink when I notice something grey and moving in my trash can. Screaming I slammed the door to the cupboard shut and waited for Dhrumil to come home, all the while hearing scuttering of tiny feet. When Dhrumil got back I was so overwhelmed with mice that I hardly noticed the beautiful roses he brought home and made him get to work right away. He covered the trash can with something and brought it outside. When he came in I found out that there wasn't one mouse there were THREE MICE. That makes a grand total of 6 mice that I have encountered since living in this old farmhouse. I now have two more traps set up...

That's not all. Because it's been getting a little warmer and MUCH damper with all of the rain (making my roof leak in the bedroom, but that's another story) we have had more ants and spiders. Going downstairs in the basement is like entering spiderville. I just went down there an hour ago with my can of Raid... I left laughing thinking "I hope no Harry Potter like Spider comes to attack me for killing all it's babies" I SHOULDN'T have even thought that. While dusting about 20 minutes later I noticed something in the curtains. THE BIGGEST spider I have ever seen that hasn't been in a zoo. I screamed and ran for the Raid again. Needless to say I'm out of Raid, my dinning room smells like Raid and I'm waiting for Dhrumil to come home to throw the thing out. I don't know how I'm going to be able to sleep tonight.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

The Bandaide

** I wrote this post a few weeks ago but was so busy with life that I am just now posting it...**

Today I’ve been doing some self evaluation and it’s all because of a snoopy bandaide. For some reason ever since I entered college and started buying my own bandaides I have been drawn to those with cartoon characters on them or patterns and colors. I never really thought much of it until this past week when both Dhrumil and I got cuts. Dhrumil happened by his cut while putting together our new grill and ran to put on a boring tan colored bandaide. Later it became dirty and while getting ready for a black tie event he asked me to grab him a new bandaide. I grabbed the first one that was in our first aide kit and it happened to be one of my snoopy ones… he shrugged, put it on and we went to the event. While there someone pointed out his wound in a “nice bandage” sort of way and the next day at church someone asked, “what happened to your hand?” I had to defend his manhood by stating I was the guilty one who picked Snoopy over tan. Yesterday I cut myself and again the first bandaide I came across was good Ole Snoopy. I was asked at work by a trader, "what did you do to your finger, interesting bandaide…" and then boom it hit me. My fetish with fun wound covers was not because I wished I was 5, but because growing up we never got the “cool” bandaides. No matter how much I asked, my parents would always revert to the tan ones. Little did I know, but I was spouting my newly discovered life mystery to the trader who shrugged and said his kids loved cartoon bandaides, I guess they’ll never struggle with my issues. So the question is… do I buy these bandaides for my future children or do I stay with the more practical and probably cheaper tan and let them discover what I’m discovering now at 27.

Thursday, May 7, 2009


It’s hard not to notice Mother’s Day coming up… the commercials about flowers and cards, the TV programs about moms, the stories and news spotlights and the call I got from my mom on Sunday when she informed me my gift can be to pay for the calla lilies she is planting in her yard. So it was no surprise when I found an article about moms on What caught me about this particular article was the list of questions to ask your mom. I sometimes wondered about these things, but have never taken the time to ask.

1. What’s the one thing you would have done differently as a mom?
2. Why did you choose to be with my father?
3. In what ways do you think I’m like you?
4. Which one of us kids did you like the best?
5. Is there anything you have always wanted to tell me but never have?
6. Do you think it’s easier or harder to be a mother now than when you were raising our family?
7. Is there anything you regret not having asked your mom?
8. What’s the best thing I can do for you right now?
9. Is there anything that you wish had been difference between us – or that you would still like to change?
10. When did you realize you were no longer a child?

I really like number 10… I’ve never thought to ask this, but I myself am always wondering when I will stop feeling like a kid.

When my mom comes for a visit next week I’m going to go out for coffee and ask her these questions… I’m looking forward to hearing the answers!

Happy Mothers Day to my amazing mom and to all my friends who are new moms this year. I’m looking forward to the time when I will join the ranks of the selfless nurturers and hope I can do half the job my mom did with me.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Icky Bugs and Little Mice... a story of creatures

So I've been having my share of wildlife in the past few weeks... unfortunately this doesn't have to do with cute creatures, rather those beings who make me want to lose my lunch.

First... we got back from Mexico and Dhrumil finds a dead mouse in our basement. Thankfully I didn't have to witness that. I did feel sad for the mouse... we have no clue how it passed away. Perhaps killer spider?

Next... I was about to take a shower and a nasty multi legged bug runs out. I screamed, grabbed the Raid and that was the end of that bug.

Then... I noticed our mouse friends were still around by the beautiful presents they left behind under our kitchen sink. Without thinking I purchased a half covered mouse trap, set it up myself without asking the assistance of my husband, and then forgot about it. Two days later I bent under the sink to grab the trash... and there was the murder scene. All I saw was the back part of the poor mouse, but that was enough. I screamed and then wept. Yes I did... called Dhrumil crying hysterically because I was part of the terrible act of ending the life of the mouse. Next time I'm going to buy a safe the life mouse trap and let them out in a field.

NOW... just got back from a movie. State of Play actually... very awesome movie. Anyways the theater is a little dingy, but you can see well, which is a big thing for someone who is short. After the movie we were walking to the car, I felt something bump me, looked down and saw the BIGGEST cockroach EVER. Ok to me it was big. I have therefore concluded that it was on me during the movie and made its escape during my flight to the car. AHHH

Please no more creatures. I'm off to shower off the roachness....

Monday, April 13, 2009

The Lanyard - a beautiful poem by Billy Collins

ElisaBeth and I have been spending the past few Sunday nights watching a movie called Little Dorrit on PBS. Last night, before the movie, there was a clip of someone reading a poem called "The Lanyard". I didn't realize that 'someone' was a very famous poet named Billy Collins. I usually don't like this type of artsy stuff, and when the poem began I did find it a little corny. But once it was over, I realized how sweet the poem was so I wanted to share it.

You can also watch Billy Collins read it here:

The Lanyard - Billy Collins
The other day I was ricocheting slowly
off the blue walls of this room,
moving as if underwater from typewriter to piano,
from bookshelf to an envelope lying on the floor,
when I found myself in the L section of the dictionary
where my eyes fell upon the word lanyard.

No cookie nibbled by a French novelist
could send one into the past more suddenly—
a past where I sat at a workbench at a camp
by a deep Adirondack lake
learning how to braid long thin plastic strips
into a lanyard, a gift for my mother.

I had never seen anyone use a lanyard
or wear one, if that’s what you did with them,
but that did not keep me from crossing
strand over strand again and again
until I had made a boxy
red and white lanyard for my mother.

She gave me life and milk from her breasts,
and I gave her a lanyard.
She nursed me in many a sick room,
lifted spoons of medicine to my lips,
laid cold face-cloths on my forehead,
and then led me out into the airy light

and taught me to walk and swim,
and I, in turn, presented her with a lanyard.
Here are thousands of meals, she said,
and here is clothing and a good education.
And here is your lanyard, I replied,
which I made with a little help from a counselor.

Here is a breathing body and a beating heart,
strong legs, bones and teeth,
and two clear eyes to read the world, she whispered,
and here, I said, is the lanyard I made at camp.
And here, I wish to say to her now,
is a smaller gift—not the worn truth

that you can never repay your mother,
but the rueful admission that when she took
the two-tone lanyard from my hand,
I was as sure as a boy could be
that this useless, worthless thing I wove
out of boredom would be enough to make us even.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Happy Birthday To You!

My birthday was two weeks ago and it was an AMAZING day! :) I was so blessed to be able to turn 27 in Mexico. Dhrumil made the day so special for me...

It started with a relaxing massage the melted everything away! When I came back to the beach I found Dhrumil with snorkel masks he had borrowed from the resort... we proceeded to go into the waters we had been swimming in the previous days and discovered a whole other world right under our feet. Crazy I had been swimming around not knowing so many fish were swimming with me...also a little freaky. ;-) After an amazing time on the beach we headed back to the room and ( was greeted with rose petals, champaign and a birthday cake! We ate the cake on our balcony overlooking the ocean... so peaceful. The day ended with a surprise romantic dinner on the beach where we were serenaded by a violinist.

I am now back home in CT replaying that day in my head. Such a carefree day... so full of relaxation, no cares in the world and love.
The reason I have been thinking about my birthday today is because I finally received my parents birthday present. :) My mom picked it out and being the creative person that she is I found in my mailbox "Happy Birthday to You!" a book by Dr. Seuss. I have never read this book and after reading it I not thought it was funny and cute, but I felt extremely empowered! Here is a small excerpt...
"So we'll go to the top of the toppest blue space,
The official Katroo Birthday Sounding-Off Place!
Come on! Open your mouth and sound off at the sky!
Shout loud at the top of your voice, "I AM I!
I am I!
And I may not know why
But I know that I like it
Three cheers! I AM I"
How awesome is that? It makes me excited to be me. :) I am special because I'm me. :) Think about it...

Thursday, April 2, 2009

The Husband Speaks...The Moments of Life

Hey everyone, this is Dhrumil... I have never posted anything on this blog or any blog for that matter, so I thought I would give it a shot. This is supposed to be ElisaBeth AND Dhrumil's blog anyway...

ElisaBeth and I just recently got back from our trip to Mexico. We went for our 2nd Anniversary / ElisaBeth's birthday and had a wonderful time. It's so relaxing and refreshing to get away from the busyness of life.

While we were there, most of our time was spent just sitting at the beach in front of ocean and letting time pass by...I can't think of a more relaxing thing to do by the way. I was sitting there, taking a handful of sand in my hands and then letting it go, doing that over and over again.

I couldn't help but think of the passage in Psalms where it says "How precious are your thoughts about me, O God. They cannot be numbered! I can't even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand!"

Really? Think about this for a second...being the math nerd that I am, just think about that statement. I find it beyond astonishing that God, my Creator, the maker of the heavens and earth has even one single thought about me. But no, David says He has so many thoughts about me that they out number the grains of sand!

So back to Mexico... I pick up a handful of sand and actually try to count the grains of sand just in my hand (obviously impossible to do). And then I try to think what number would it actually be if we were to number all the grains of sand in the world. It is so beyond reality that I honestly can not fathom that statement in the Psalms.

It made me realize that sometimes I get so lost in this world, thinking I am in the center and it's all about me. I forget to realize how genuinely blessed I am to have this relationship with God that I sometimes take for granted. He is the one that died for me, yet He is the one that has unending thoughts about me. Shouldn't it be the other way around? He saved me, I didn't save Him.

I'm thankful for that one little moment in Mexico. The Holy Spirit gets at you in all places I guess. I'm thankful because it puts me in my place and makes me realize it's not just about me...

I pray that at some point in my life I could have even 1% of the thoughts that God has for me. I believe He deserves at least that much.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Lyrics that make me smile...

Whenever I hear the Jason Mraz song "I'm Yours" on the radio I always smile at the one part that's lyrics I think are so powerful...

"I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what I'm be saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue"

The part that really hits me is stop worrying about yourself and just go with what you are on that day. Or at least that's how I see it. I was just looking through a bunch of my pictures on facebook and I can't believe how fast time has flown. It makes me sad in a way... seeing my life going so fast. I'm so thankful for the amazing times I have been so blessed to have and I pray that I can be happy where I'm at in each moment because before I know it I'm going to be 95 with no teeth. :)

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

A Wicked Anniversary

For our Anniversary Dhrumil got tickets to go see the Broadway show Wicked. I have never seen a musical like this and absolutely loved it!! It helped that we had great seats. :) It was a beautiful day in NYC and we had a fun time walking around my old stomping grounds (Empire State Building area) I can't believe I commuted into the city for a year and a half... I definitely don't miss that, though I do miss the great lunch options. ;-)