The Bump that Came Our Way

9 Weeks(9Weeks)

A list of things Baby Thomsen does not like:

  • Hamburgers
  • Saltine crackers
  • Eggs
  • Ginger Ale
  • Getting up in the morning
  • Sitting in the car for long periods of time
  • Fish or the thought of lobster (I have never eaten lobster)
  • Anything breaded
  • If mom doesn’t eat soon enough
  • Stale air
  • Food in general (Week 6-16)
  • Coffee with cream and sugar
  • Leaning forward while sitting
  • Post-nasal drip
  • The air in the fridge when it escapes into the rest of the house

12 Weeks(12Weeks)

A list of things Baby Thomsen does like:

  • Kicking
  • Lattes
  • Ice cream
  • Kicking at daddy’s hand
  • Strawberries
  • Water
  • Reminding mommy to sit up straight… by kicking
  • Hot cocoa
  • Showers
  • Making it difficult for the midwife to time the heartbeat by wiggling around and kicking at the Doppler
  • Iced tea
  • Gelato
  • Showing appreciation for sustenance by kicking
  • Orange juice
  • Raspberries
  • Kicking at the laptop
  • Apples
  • Cream cheese and beagles
  • Kicking while mommy tries to bend over to retrieve something
  • Biscuits and gravy with hashbrowns
  • Daddy
  • Freaking daddy out by making mommy’s bellybutton convex instead of concave

17 Weeks(17Weeks)

‘but he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.’



“Helping the kids out of their coats
But wait the babies haven’t been born
Unpacking the bags and setting up
And planting lilacs and buttercups

But in the meantime I’ve got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay

Old dirt road
Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old

I got a man to stick it out
And make a home from a rented house
And we’ll collect the moments one by one
I guess that’s how the future’s done

How many acres how much light
Tucked in the woods and out of sight
Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap
On a little road barely on the map

Old dirt road
Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old
Old dirt road
Rambling rose
Watching the fire as we grow
well I’m sold”