Possibly the sweetest words I've ever heard...

It's 1:45 in the morning. C.J. and I have to get up at 4:30 in order to be at the hospital by 6:00 to have our new little baby. As a last hurrah before I become a mother of 2, I decided to just have Owen sleep with me tonight so I can snuggle him and relish his sweetness one last time before my hands become more full. Well, a couple of minutes ago he started to stir a little bit, adjusted his covers, and (I kid you not) in his sweetest, softest, slowest, sleepiest voice sang just these words "mother and child, sleep in Heavenly peace." (you know, from the song Silent Night) People, you have NO idea how deeply this hit me. I wasn't really emotional until now...but I truly felt like it was God speaking to me through my precious little boy. For the most part I feel really calm and peaceful about tomorrow's events, but that doesn't change the part of me that is continually turning to God and praying for his hand of protection over our little baby. As much as I know God will take care of us no matter what, I think every mother faces the worry of "what if"...what if something goes wrong, what if he's not healthy, what if what God has planned for this baby is not what I have dreamt of for him? But people, if hearing your 2 year old in the middle of his sleep sing the simple words "Mother and Child, sleep in HEAVENLY peace" doesn't reassure you that you are in God's hands and have nothing to worry or fear, I don't know what will. I guess the point of this is to say that God spoke to me through my little boy to turn my "what if's" into "EVEN if's"....He will take care of us EVEN if something goes wrong, EVEN if he's not healthy, He will provide everything we need EVEN if what He has planned for our baby isn't what I have dreamt of for him. Right now, I rest in God's faithfulness and in the truth of who He says He is. Thank you, Lord, for that reassurance and I look forward with peace to what You have in store for us...

P.S. I know that's not EXACTLY the oder of the lyrics of the actual song, but that's how he sang them.

Baby update...

Ok, people...the end is actually in sight!!! Hip hip hooray. I went to the doctor today to find out that I am already at 3 cm.!!! She has me scheduled to be induced at 6:00 on Thursday morning if I haven't had him before then. You have NO idea how excited I am. We can't wait to meet our new little boy! And P.S. Shout out to the best doctor EVER. Seriously, she's amazing. We owe her a big one for getting the induction scheduled. So thanks, Dr. Dufault! If you don't hear from me before then, I'll be pushing out a baby on Thursday...a big baby who I absolutely can't wait to hold!

Big Boy Jammies...

Owen got his first pair of big boy jammies for Christmas courtesy of Grama and Grandpa St. Hilaire. He LOVES them. He wanted to put them on immediately after opening them and pretty much hasn't stopped wearing them since. I happen to think he looks pretty doggone cute in them (so much so that I let him wear them all day today...there's no harm in that, right?):







This one is a bit blurry, but he was having fun peeking at me upside down:



Enjoying a post nap time treat:






And finally we have an example of the 2 year old side of Owen. This is one of his favorite expressions to make when he is mad about something. We're working on putting a stop to it but he is one stubborn kiddo:

An incredibly fun day...

But one completely failed photography attempt. Today was packed with Christmas goodness. We started off the day with an awesome church service, complete with Owen's first ever public performance. His Sunday school class performed a few songs on stage at church...I was QUITE nervous about how he would do since he is really, really shy. To my surprise, he actually did REALLY well. Maybe that's because he got to hold Auntie Allison's hand the whole time...but whatever the case, instead of the screaming and protesting I expected we actually saw a little boy who did a few of the hand motions and whose mouth did utter a few words to the songs. I was quite proud of our little guy. And let me just tell you...being nine months pregnant makes it even that much harder to hold back the tears when you see your little one among a whole bunch of sweet kids singing Christmas songs on stage. It was SO sweet! See below: (ok, actually the truth is I got some pretty horrible pictures today...but I'm posting them anyway because they still make for good memories even if they aren't the best photographically)...

Here he is being ushered on stage. He's looking a bit reluctant, but he didn't freak out:


Believe it or not, he's actually doing the motions here:



And now came the best part of the day...The St. Hilaire Christmas Celebration. Seriously, we had SUCH a great day. We all (and by all I mean all of the St. Hilaire siblings, their families, and C.J.'s parents) got to spend the day at Grandma and Grandpa's house. We, of course, ate tons of delicious food, had plentiful play time with the cousins, opened presents, visited and just enjoyed a wonderful day together. Shout out to Sherrie for hosting! She always provides such a wonderfully relaxing atmosphere, great food, and somehow manages to make our time together soooo enjoyable. So, thank you Sherrie! I tried to take a few pictures and pretty much failed. But you know what, we enjoyed the day with the family and that's what matters, right? Nonetheless, here are a couple of pics from the day:

Grant giving Owen a horsey ride:





And here is Baby Eliana making her debut on the blog. She is Brian and Samantha's new little girl, and she is SO stinking sweet! I'm hoping to get a few more pictures of her some time soon when the lighting is better. Until then, you can enjoy her cuteness via these two:

Oh the joys of life...

Just so I don't forget...

You know how kids say some pretty awesome stuff and you think to yourself, I should write that down so I don't forget? Well, I'm doing exactly that...because these are worth remembering.

So the other day, we were driving through town when Owen spotted a big blow up Santa in a grocery store parking lot. He then asked, "Mama, were you kissing that guy?" C.J. and I about died laughing. Apparently the little guy is listening to the words of our Christmas music a little closer than we thought (you know, "I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus").

Another one regarding Christmas music: We were playing tractors one day when "We wish you a Merry Christmas" came on in the background. I started singing the words and Owen asked, "Can you sing the one about Piggie Pies?" I was quite confused...until I realized he was referring to the "Figgy Pudding" part.

Also, as I was changing Owen's diaper the other day, I asked him if he wanted his pants back on or if he wanted to be Diaper Boy (a term we use when he is running around sans pants.) His response, "No, I want to be Penis Boy." Ummmmm.....I have NO idea where he came up with that one or even what he meant by it, but it sure made me laugh. Don't worry, though. I told him it would probably be best to just stick with Diaper Boy.

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On a different note, today Jamaica and Geneva came over to help Owen and me decorate our gingerbread house. It is SOOO fun to enjoy this time of year with kids. Owen, as expected, ate about 7 times more candy/frosting than he actually put on the house...but hey, that's how it's supposed to go, right?







Hmm...I wonder what happened to the window.


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Lastly, I leave you with this: Owen's first time ever trying on dress-up clothes. I was thoroughly amused!



Just FYI, I am LOVING his chubby little face in this pic!