So much to say...

WOW...it's been weeks since I've blogged anything.  I have certainly had many things I've wanted to write about, but I've found that my hands have been pretty much full...that and last week I didn't really have a house to call my own.
This week things are getting back to normal...a new normal for us.  This is Jordan's last full week of vacation before he has to return back to work next Thursday.  And it's our last week, just us.  His parents arrive Saturday evening and we are so excited for them to meet our new addition.
Our new addition, Finnley John Hanneman "Finn" was born Monday February 22, 2010 at 6:11AM.  I was hoping this birth would be a bit easier than my first, but I didn't expect it to be as easy as it was.  Really, the labor was not easy, but with one push my new little boy jumped out and didn't tear or anything.  In fact, my first words were "Boy, that was easy."  With Liam's birth I was so worn out afterwards that I barely remember many of the things that happened afterwards.  This time I was pretty clear headed and able to enjoy the family meeting Finn.
In our house they have removed the mold and repaired all the damage.  We have a new couch and new lights, fresh paint and for a couple of poor kids pinching pennies we sure feel rich.  We are rich!  We've been blessed with an awesome marriage, two wonderful, beautiful boys and a loving supportive family.  Things are just things and everything that is important we have.  Granted, it was hard waiting for them to finish the work on our living room.  It was not too fun spending the days upstairs and the evenings at my parents.  Worth the wait though.  I would definitely recommend All Set Restoration to anybody that needs to have work done.  They really took care of us.
I did have one gall stone attack since Finn's birth and it was a rough one.  That day I started thinking about my husband's hands.  It struck me during labor too, but I wasn't quite clear enough at that point to form it into a logical thought.  Anyway, as he rubbed his hands over my face to calm and relax me I noticed how rough they are and yet so healing.  I stated to think that that is something like what Jesus' hands must have felt like.  Rough, but gentle.  Cool and soothing.  They were the thing I longed for as I was in pain.  Jesus, a carpenter, must have had rough hands.  I mean, I can't imagine him lotion-ing up every night.  Those rough hands are the hands that bring us healing.  We can trust our lives to be gently taken care of.  He will soothe our pain and it is in His touch we will find our healing.
Well, I've gotten in as much as I can for today.  I have more to add, but my life is already busier than it ever was before and life is calling.  Now, for another day...