Jimmy and I are expecting a little thorpe around November 10th. I've not posted on our blog... "What's new with the Thorpe's" because the only thing (that matters) that was new was pregnancy. We were so excited and nervous. Well, 75 % nervous 25% excited. Jimmy was probably the other way around. Not sure if you know this but I miscarried last year and was super cautious of telling people this time around. If you asked jimmy, he was more likely to give up the secret.
So, I've been super sick, nervous, and a little cranky. My students at school have taken the brunt of the crankiness.
Morning sickness is totally different than I expected. I always thought, nausea?? Get over it already. But, that's easier said than done. It's amazing how all consuming that feeling is. If you feel sick, it's all you can think about. You can't function normally and that is super frustrating. With that said, it is also super comforting. Every time I was sick (most evenings and some mornings) I would thank God for that sickness... because the absence of sickness would be quickly replaced with worry. I understand the need for complaining. It's therapeutic. But it's a dangerous slope of selfishness. I have to remind myself that others around me are not sick and need me to function as normal as possible. AND in reality, I'm not sick. I'm pregnant. That is the most amazing blessing and I can't spend my time complaining all the time. I must focus on the blessing.
I'm 12 weeks pregnant. 28 to go. We found out I was pregnant very early. We found out at 5 weeks just before our trip to Haiti. Talk about nervous, I tried to forget it, put it off for a week, but Jimmy wouldn't let me. He was sweetly suggesting that I not go on the 3 hour hike up and down the mountain. Don't eat this or that. I knew people would begin to notice the way he was protecting me. But they didn't. We had kept it a secret. We were trying to keep our secret until week 12. That's when sweet Pastor Joseph (Haitian) waltzes into our house and asks our team if he can pray for us. Joseph only speaks creole. So, he brought along our friend Steve to translate. He begins to pray for us. He is the most fervent and faithful man I've ever met. Throughout this prayer, he speaks to God about blessing us with a child and many other things about our family. After he and our team are finished praying for us, he tells us through the translator that he had a dream about me and jimmy. We were pregnant and very happy. How could we keep this secret from him!! Through my tears, I told Steve and the rest of the team that I was pregnant. The room erupted in laughter, tears, and hugs. Many people on our team and Steve had been praying for us for many months. Poor Joseph had no idea what was going on. Then, in excitement, Steve translated our good news. Joseph was ecstatic. I'm pretty sure there was jumping and shouting. He was so thankful to our Father for this blessing. I was humbled at how everyone had taken the news. I was still very guarded and nervous. But everyone else was so happy for us. Sweet friend, Mallory, who we had just met 2 days before in the airport, was weeping with happiness. I love her. Don't get me wrong. I was very happy and excited but wouldn't allow myself to get too attached to the idea.
I'm proud to say I am now 75% excited and 25 % nervous with my nerves decreasing every day. I know that God has blessed us with so many friends and family. He will never leave or forsake me. I can do all things through him who gives me strength. As I was preparing lessons for Haiti, God gave me a word through the story of Mary, mother of Jesus. An angel comes to her and shares the plan. She doesn't say... I'm not ready for this.... I'm nervous. She says, I'm the servant of the Lord. Let this thing happen to me. That's what I've been repeating to myself this past 12 weeks. Whether God chooses for this child to grow and become part of our family or God chooses to take this child to heaven before we get to meet him/her, then "I'm the servant of the Lord. Let this thing happen to me." I must continue to trust in Him and lean not on my own understanding but on His word.
Thank you to all our friends and family who have been praying for us. I ask for your continued prayers for our little bundle. Praise the Lord for these blessings. Also, we have many friends who are struggling to conceive. Please continue to pray for them. It's so hard to watch others get answered prayers that you're not getting. We love you and are continuing to pray for you!
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Jimmy and I are expecting a little thorpe around November 10th. I've not posted on our blog... "What's new with the Thorpe's" because the only thing (that matters) that was new was pregnancy. We were so excited and nervous. Well, 75 % nervous 25% excited. Jimmy was probably the other way around. Not sure if you know this but I miscarried last year and was super cautious of telling people this time around. If you asked jimmy, he was more likely to give up the secret.
So, I've been super sick, nervous, and a little cranky. My students at school have taken the brunt of the crankiness.
Morning sickness is totally different than I expected. I always thought, nausea?? Get over it already. But, that's easier said than done. It's amazing how all consuming that feeling is. If you feel sick, it's all you can think about. You can't function normally and that is super frustrating. With that said, it is also super comforting. Every time I was sick (most evenings and some mornings) I would thank God for that sickness... because the absence of sickness would be quickly replaced with worry. I understand the need for complaining. It's therapeutic. But it's a dangerous slope of selfishness. I have to remind myself that others around me are not sick and need me to function as normal as possible. AND in reality, I'm not sick. I'm pregnant. That is the most amazing blessing and I can't spend my time complaining all the time. I must focus on the blessing.
I'm 12 weeks pregnant. 28 to go. We found out I was pregnant very early. We found out at 5 weeks just before our trip to Haiti. Talk about nervous, I tried to forget it, put it off for a week, but Jimmy wouldn't let me. He was sweetly suggesting that I not go on the 3 hour hike up and down the mountain. Don't eat this or that. I knew people would begin to notice the way he was protecting me. But they didn't. We had kept it a secret. We were trying to keep our secret until week 12. That's when sweet Pastor Joseph (Haitian) waltzes into our house and asks our team if he can pray for us. Joseph only speaks creole. So, he brought along our friend Steve to translate. He begins to pray for us. He is the most fervent and faithful man I've ever met. Throughout this prayer, he speaks to God about blessing us with a child and many other things about our family. After he and our team are finished praying for us, he tells us through the translator that he had a dream about me and jimmy. We were pregnant and very happy. How could we keep this secret from him!! Through my tears, I told Steve and the rest of the team that I was pregnant. The room erupted in laughter, tears, and hugs. Many people on our team and Steve had been praying for us for many months. Poor Joseph had no idea what was going on. Then, in excitement, Steve translated our good news. Joseph was ecstatic. I'm pretty sure there was jumping and shouting. He was so thankful to our Father for this blessing. I was humbled at how everyone had taken the news. I was still very guarded and nervous. But everyone else was so happy for us. Sweet friend, Mallory, who we had just met 2 days before in the airport, was weeping with happiness. I love her. Don't get me wrong. I was very happy and excited but wouldn't allow myself to get too attached to the idea.
I'm proud to say I am now 75% excited and 25 % nervous with my nerves decreasing every day. I know that God has blessed us with so many friends and family. He will never leave or forsake me. I can do all things through him who gives me strength. As I was preparing lessons for Haiti, God gave me a word through the story of Mary, mother of Jesus. An angel comes to her and shares the plan. She doesn't say... I'm not ready for this.... I'm nervous. She says, I'm the servant of the Lord. Let this thing happen to me. That's what I've been repeating to myself this past 12 weeks. Whether God chooses for this child to grow and become part of our family or God chooses to take this child to heaven before we get to meet him/her, then "I'm the servant of the Lord. Let this thing happen to me." I must continue to trust in Him and lean not on my own understanding but on His word.
Thank you to all our friends and family who have been praying for us. I ask for your continued prayers for our little bundle. Praise the Lord for these blessings. Also, we have many friends who are struggling to conceive. Please continue to pray for them. It's so hard to watch others get answered prayers that you're not getting. We love you and are continuing to pray for you!
So, I've been super sick, nervous, and a little cranky. My students at school have taken the brunt of the crankiness.
Morning sickness is totally different than I expected. I always thought, nausea?? Get over it already. But, that's easier said than done. It's amazing how all consuming that feeling is. If you feel sick, it's all you can think about. You can't function normally and that is super frustrating. With that said, it is also super comforting. Every time I was sick (most evenings and some mornings) I would thank God for that sickness... because the absence of sickness would be quickly replaced with worry. I understand the need for complaining. It's therapeutic. But it's a dangerous slope of selfishness. I have to remind myself that others around me are not sick and need me to function as normal as possible. AND in reality, I'm not sick. I'm pregnant. That is the most amazing blessing and I can't spend my time complaining all the time. I must focus on the blessing.
I'm 12 weeks pregnant. 28 to go. We found out I was pregnant very early. We found out at 5 weeks just before our trip to Haiti. Talk about nervous, I tried to forget it, put it off for a week, but Jimmy wouldn't let me. He was sweetly suggesting that I not go on the 3 hour hike up and down the mountain. Don't eat this or that. I knew people would begin to notice the way he was protecting me. But they didn't. We had kept it a secret. We were trying to keep our secret until week 12. That's when sweet Pastor Joseph (Haitian) waltzes into our house and asks our team if he can pray for us. Joseph only speaks creole. So, he brought along our friend Steve to translate. He begins to pray for us. He is the most fervent and faithful man I've ever met. Throughout this prayer, he speaks to God about blessing us with a child and many other things about our family. After he and our team are finished praying for us, he tells us through the translator that he had a dream about me and jimmy. We were pregnant and very happy. How could we keep this secret from him!! Through my tears, I told Steve and the rest of the team that I was pregnant. The room erupted in laughter, tears, and hugs. Many people on our team and Steve had been praying for us for many months. Poor Joseph had no idea what was going on. Then, in excitement, Steve translated our good news. Joseph was ecstatic. I'm pretty sure there was jumping and shouting. He was so thankful to our Father for this blessing. I was humbled at how everyone had taken the news. I was still very guarded and nervous. But everyone else was so happy for us. Sweet friend, Mallory, who we had just met 2 days before in the airport, was weeping with happiness. I love her. Don't get me wrong. I was very happy and excited but wouldn't allow myself to get too attached to the idea.
I'm proud to say I am now 75% excited and 25 % nervous with my nerves decreasing every day. I know that God has blessed us with so many friends and family. He will never leave or forsake me. I can do all things through him who gives me strength. As I was preparing lessons for Haiti, God gave me a word through the story of Mary, mother of Jesus. An angel comes to her and shares the plan. She doesn't say... I'm not ready for this.... I'm nervous. She says, I'm the servant of the Lord. Let this thing happen to me. That's what I've been repeating to myself this past 12 weeks. Whether God chooses for this child to grow and become part of our family or God chooses to take this child to heaven before we get to meet him/her, then "I'm the servant of the Lord. Let this thing happen to me." I must continue to trust in Him and lean not on my own understanding but on His word.
Thank you to all our friends and family who have been praying for us. I ask for your continued prayers for our little bundle. Praise the Lord for these blessings. Also, we have many friends who are struggling to conceive. Please continue to pray for them. It's so hard to watch others get answered prayers that you're not getting. We love you and are continuing to pray for you!