So Sad

Did you know Jos is six months already!  Six months!  I know it is completely cliche to say, but time just goes so fast.  I don’t know where the last six months have gone.

To celebrate turning six months we’re pretty sure Jos is teething.


(ps the photo is a bit starker than reality)

In other news…

Cayley likes cream cheese.  I have to get a video of her saying this.  It is hilarious.  I didn’t know that four words (I like cream cheese) could be said with so many variations in tone and expression.

Tonight she also announced to Brett, “I’vefinishedIloveyouCanIhavesomesweets.”  Subtle.

Elisha has brought his portfolio home from kindy and is totally loving showing it off to all and sundry.  He’s also totally smitten with Where’s Wally (or Waldo depending on where you are).

The last eight weeks we, as a family, have been going through the rigors of an elimination diet, trying to determine a few different things.  Speaking for myself, it has been really tough.  Speaking for everyone else, it’s not only been tough but bland.  Mum A calls it the extermination diet.  She’s not far off the truth.

For the last eight weeks my mind has been very consumed with thoughts of food.  Not very interesting food, but food nonetheless.

At the same time I have been listening to a series on Titus 2 : 1-5 (I’ll put it at the end of the post if you’d like to read it) from Revive Our Hearts Radio.

It has been an interesting, sometimes overwhelming combination.  In the last eight weeks of being on the diet I have prepared almost every meal we’ve eaten, when we go out I need to think ahead and take food with me, Elisha has had two birthday parties to attend which I prepared food for, a special morning tea at school, church every week, various other gatherings…

In that same eight weeks I have had a husband recuperating from knee surgery and then working quite a few extra hours on a journal paper, a baby who is feeding multiple times a night (working on that one at the moment!), everyone getting a cold… twice!… everyone getting gastro…

At the same time I have been trying to love my husband and children… be busy in the home… serving my husband and children with love and joy, not mindless mechanical duty.

It has been a battle and much food (ha ha) for thought.

I want my family to know that I do the things I do not only or primarly because they need to be done, but because I want to show them that I love them.  It doesn’t mean that sometimes doing the same thing over and over (and over and over and over…) isn’t boring but I’m learning it’s not the doing it’s the how I’m doing the doing.  It’s early days in this new thinking and I reckon you could say there’s been some testing, some walking through the fire and flood!  But He has called me by name.  He knows me.  He is with me.  He will not leave me.  He loves me.  And that is everything!!!

Brett has finished his journal paper for work and is taking a week off.  I’m looking forward to some relaxed family together time.

1 You, however, must teach what is appropriate to sound doctrine. 2 Teach the older men to be temperate, worthy of respect, self-controlled, and sound in faith, in love and in endurance.

3 Likewise, teach the older women to be reverent in the way they live, not to be slanderers or addicted to much wine, but to teach what is good. 45 to be self-controlled and pure, to be busy at home, to be kind, and to be subject to their husbands, so that no one will malign the word of God.