Fuzzibunz and then some

We ordered our fuzzi bunz this week! For those of you who don't know what fuzzibunz are, they are cloth diapers...but not like the cloth diapers our mothers used on us. No, fuzzibunz have snaps instead of sharp pins and the outer covering is sewn into the diaper itself, so you don't have to mess with those plastic pants. We have a few friends who have paved the way for us and smoothed out the wrinkles...so we are very excited to use these. Here are a couple of pictures of what they look like. Obviously we did not order the lavender color. I decided I would rather my girl wear green and blue than my boy wear purple and pink.

Last night we went mini golfing with the youth. We had a blast, in spite of the slightly ghetto golf course. I asked Jason if I got a handicap for having a braxton hicks while putting...he didn't give it to me. I don't think it would've mattered though, I am pretty darn bad at mini golfing...or any sport for that matter. I hope our children get Jason's coordination, Jason hopes they get my smile.

I have kept this blog pretty baby centered, but I do not want to overlook God's power in our lives. I have been reflecting a lot on God's awesome power lately. I am reading a book on the life of Caleb, it is awesome to see how God worked in the Israelites lives and how He revealed Himself to them, yet they didn't see it very often at all. I find myself thinking how could they not see His power? How could they not see that He had already given them the Promise Land? And then I stop and realize my own heart. I do not see God's power in my life near enough. In a world where we buy everything we need, or at least put it on our Visa card, it is easy to not see God's power in our lives. This pregnancy has given me a small glimpse of the power God holds. Just the thought of a child forming from two cells, invisible to the naked eye, into a perfect little child made ultimately to glorify Him absolulty blows my mind. The best part of it is, I get to take part in this miracle. Don't get me wrong, I don't by any means think I am doing this on my own, nor do I want to...but rather, God has chosen my body to carry this child until its birth AND given Jason and I the priviledge of raising it to fear and admire Him. What an honor. I pray that I never forget this honor and never take it less seriously than it is.