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Welcome, Avery Kyle Posey!

Well, it has been quite an interesting weekend!

Bri and I have been planning a baby shower for our dear friend, Heidi, and we set the date for Saturday, March 3rd and mailed out the invitations, looking forward to getting friends and family together to shower Heidi with gifts.

However, in the middle of the night last Thursday, baby Posey decided that he was ready to enter the world 6 weeks early! So early Friday morning, Kyle and Heidi set out for Parkridge East.

Heidi thought she was just having false labor pains, but Kyle claims that he “just knew” that it was the real deal, and that they would be in the hospital until the baby was born!

Upon receiving Bri’s email on Friday morning at work that Heidi was actually in labor, I was shocked! I was excited and nervous at the same time, since Heidi was barely in the “safe zone” to deliver the baby! We prayed and kept praying on Friday morning, and then Bri and I headed over to visit Heidi during our lunch hour when Heidi was 4 cm dialated. She was as sweet and calm as usual, but in pain from contractions and, naturally, feeling a little unprepared to be in labor so soon!

Then Rich came back with me to visit on Friday evening and got these memorable photos…

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We kept Heidi company and attempted to distract her from the contractions…

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“labor room 3″

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Here is sweet Heidi going through a tough contraction, focusing on her breathing, and trying to appreciate the ice chips when she was so hungry! She did such a great job during labor and we are all so proud of her!

We supplied Kyle with his favorite candy for the ordeal, dark chocolate m&m’s, and he was a great coach for Heidi and we know he will be a great dad!

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After Rich and I left the hospital on Friday night, Heidi gave birth to a beautiful baby boy at about 11 PM!

Avery Kyle Posey weighed in at 5 lbs, 3 oz and is 18 inches long!

Since little Avery was born early, the Dr. is monitoring him so he will stay in I.C.U. for a couple of days until released to come home to be with mom and dad!

There are strict rules regarding the I.C.U., so unfortunately, Rich wasn’t able to go in to take pictures like he wanted to! Since the parents were the only ones allowed to take photos in there, Rich set up his camera and sent it in with Kyle (and Kyle’s parents) to grab some shots of little Avery…

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A proud dad…

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And proud grandparents…

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Here I am with the brave mama! I love you, Heidi girl!

We are excited to be on this adventure with you! Congratulations!

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Then the fun continued…

Since Avery was born before the shower, and Kyle and Heidi had no idea that he would be born so soon, they were totally unprepred for him at home!

So, Bri, Bethany and I ran off to Babies R Us! We printed off the registry and went crazy! We bought everything they need to get started, from preemie diapers and a diaper genie, to blankets, crib sheets, bathtub, and clothes. We spent about two hours shopping, and got to know several employees! They even offered to order pizza for us and we joked about needing to campout overnight!

To add a special touch for Heidi, we decided to use the wrapping station in the store to wrap every item we bought before taking it to their house. We laughed hysterically at our inferior wrapping abilities and had a great time.

Here we are after our excursion…with Bethany’s whole trunk full of baby supplies! Thanks to my honey for the cell phone picture when he came to pick me up!

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going to israel - take 2!!!

Win a trip to Israel!

Okay, this is getting out of hand. Getting absolutely ridiculous. The contest guidelines weren’t laid out well enough in the last post. Here’s how it goes. Anyone and everyone signs up for the Isreal drawing either over the internet or entering manually. Drawings happen on the air. Names get called and that person has 60 minutes to call in to win. As you well know, Heather and I won that contest. But that happens several times and each person who wins gets put into a smaller drawing. When the winner of the second drawing gets announced, the winner goes to the NATIONAL drawing for the grand prize. Are you understanding? The second drawing was this morning. And wouldn’t you know it… we… won… again! I mean, we really won! I was listening to the radio again and I just couldn’t believe that they called our names again. So we won a 4 DVD set about Isreal by Focus on the Family. Now, get this. We are in the national drawing to win the free trip to Isreal! Listen to our odds. 1:10. We have a 1 in 10 chance to win a trip to Isreal with the president of Moody himself. So, here is what you can do (if you are at all interested): listen on Thursday to any moody affiliate that you have in your area. Sometime on Thursday, they’ll be announcing the winner! Uh… that MIGHT be us! Odds are good! Let’s see, I’ve won tickets to an IMAX theater but NEVER anything this big. I’m telling you… it’s my wife! I never won anything before I met her!

going to israel!!!

Tag team blogging! Could that be a new term? I’m first to blog this post, then it’s Heather’s turn.

Okay… the title isn’t quite accurate. Israel The title should say “We MIGHT be going to Israel!” but that wouldn’t have drawn you in like the current title. Here’s the dealio: Heather (my wonderful, wonderful wife) signed us up on the Moody Radio website to win a trip for two to Israel. Once a person enters the contest (only one entry per household), you begin listening for your name! If you win the first stage and are mentioned on the radio, then you have 60 minutes to call in. Once you do that, you win some books and get entered into a smaller drawing for the big tamale.

Well, you guessed it… our name was called out on the radio yesterday (Oct. 20) and Heather called in! We are officially entered and have a chance to win a free trip to Israel. This trip is no joke either. $3,450 PER PERSON. And you get to travel with Michael Easley (Moody Bible Institute’s new president) and Charles H. Dyer (MBI provost and certified Israel tour guide)! How sweet would that be!? Talk about an opportunity of a lifetime! All we have to say is… if it’s God’s will… we’ll go. Oh, PLEASE, PLEASE let it be God’s will! :) I mean, how cool would it be to be able to visit our friends Sara and Remi… for free!

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Heather here! I concur, babe! It would be awesome to go. I think being in the Holy Land would bring a unique reality and perspective to Jesus’ earthly life. And it seems like it would Israelbring such a vitality to reading about geography in the Bible after having “been there.” Don’t you think? A big group from our church (Calvary Chapel) went to Israel a couple of years ago. They had a guide, and it was a sightseeing trip less than a “mission trip.” They came back with pictures of the Garden of Gethsemane, individuals floating like rafts in the Dead Sea, etc. I remember SO wishing we could go then, but of course there were a hundred pragmatic reasons we could not (i.e., the expense, the time off work, responsibilities).

And so, Alas, we may have our chance. Of course, Rich and I have no idea how many people have been entered into this round of the contest, and thus, no idea what our chances are (statistically speaking). B.K. (before kids) would definitely be the time for us to go!

We will try not to be too disappointed if we don’t win! We’ll definitely blog about the final result.

Over and out,
Rich and Heather
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the good ol’ days

There is just nothing quite like good friends from college. Newer friends (that have come into my life since college graduation) are wonderful, golden blessings from God, they are awesome to get to know, they challenge me, and they are encouraging in all kinds of ways…

But what I am talking about is the commeradery that comes from spending several years in all-too-close quarters with girlfriends in college. I am inspired to write about this topic because a college girlfriend of mine got married a week ago, and as a result, another college girlfriend of mine and her husband came into town and stayed with Rich and I. And as we spent the weekend together (catching up on current events, reminiscing about past stories, and generally feeling quite nostalgic), I began to feel a distinct need to document my thoughts.

There will never again be a season of life comparable to college life. Never another time to study around the clock, pull all-nighters, and hit the snooze button 50 times. Or learn how to sleep with the lights on, music playing, and commotion down the hallway. There will never again be a time to take freshman year Spring Break with 4 fun-loving girls and hit the beach…and burn to a crisp after living through wintertime atop chilly, foggy Lookout Mountain. Or to take subsequent school breaks to visit friends’ homes and families all over the country. Never again a time to grumble about how much work was required while simultanously appreciating the professors, the in-class debate, discussion, and learning. I will never again wake up at 3 a.m. to execute a meticulously-planned prank upon the boys dorms. Nor will I ever eat so much cereal and fruit because the school menu became so redundant. I will never again perform “work study” in order to help pay for schooling (no more kitchen duty, carpet treatment, or janitorial work). I will never again sit in a mandatory chapel service or get in trouble for skipping too many (to study…okay, it was to sleep). I will never again play collegiate volleyball and enjoy road trips to gyms all over the southeast. Or live in such a transient way that I am moving all of my personal belongings from Florida to Tennessee and then back again every 4 months for 4 years.

Indeed, college days are over, yet new blessings abound. I have been given an amazing husband who blows me away with his love and wisdom, in-laws who are wonderful, godly people, a church body in which I love to invest, and as always, I have a family that, in my biased opinion, is the best one to ever live. I am embracing these post-college years with a new vigor, and a desire to learn the lessons that I need to learn, love the people that are placed in my life to love, and enjoy the years that God chooses to bless me with.

God has given me many memories that I will carry with me though the years, and several friendships that will stand the test of time.

This blog is dedicated to Cami, Heidi, Briana, Stacie, Wendi, and Kathy.

a gift-giving epiphany

Well, I’m hooked (to the blogosphere). Though that comes as no surprise.  I’m back only three days later.  Some people blog every day, I think, or more than that.  I don’t know that I will ever be quite that attached.  Especially when I tend to prioritize a clean home to being on the computer.  It’s a never ending job (housework), and all I have is a husband.  I can’t imagine the job after having kids!  I guess that’s when one is challenged to let notions of "clean and tidy" take a hiatus.

I used to think that to crochet or knit you had to be a sweet old grandma who doesn’t have quite the strength or energy to do something more strenuous.  And while that may be true in part, I am learning that it is wise and exciting to make something from nothing (well, with only thread and a needle).  I think it is especially wonderful come Christmastime.  It allows you to construct a personal, unique gift especially for someone.  It allows you to save money and be creative.  And though it can be time consuming, the gift becomes that much more special because you have invested both time and thought.  And the money thing . . . with current gas prices and an economy reeling from a year of record-breaking natural disasters, well, being financially conservative is necessary.

All of that to say, I recently decided that I want to learn to crochet.  I think more and more young people are seeing the appeal.  Not only is it a creative, satisfying experience, it produces the trendy, homespun feel.  I often walk into Target and right there facing me are racks of completely cute and pretty things: scarves, hats, mittens, etc, all begging me to buy them.  The problem is, if I bought every cute scarf I saw, I would have a plethora of coordinating outerwear but no money in my wallet.

So while I will always enjoy bulk manufactured products, I am embarking on a new journey.  And eventually, who knows, maybe I will become good enough to sell my product.  I think that would be so enjoyable. Maybe someday Target will be buying my products.  Okay, not likely.  A girl can dream.

my very first blog

Hello, all. Heather here. These words would constitute my first blog of all time. Writing, journaling, and story telling I have done before, but blogging I have not. I rather think I will enjoy it. The creative release of putting daily experiences into writing, the fun of not knowing who will read it (and whether they will find the inner workings of my mind interesting, boring, or otherwise).

Today has been a good day.

Rich and I have been confronted lately with God’s goodness. And not only His goodness when things go “our way”. But rather, the truth that He is fully good and fully in control even when we are waiting on test results from a “suspicious mass” on my right ovary. Faith put to the test. Taking every thought captive. Peace despite the uncertainty. The deep awareness that my life, my body, my days on this earth belong to God alone and not to myself. And should His name be glorified more when I am being “tested” than when life is smooth and comfy, then so be it. That is how I want to live my life…not clinging so tightly to my notions of God’s “goodness” that I feel my rights are being violated if trials knock on my door. Or shaking a fist in God’s direction. But rather enjoying the blessings for what they are and realizing that it is God’s ultimate preference and plan to give them or to take them away. Easier said than lived out, I know. It’ll be a life-long process, no doubt.

As it was, the mass was diagnosed as a rare type of cyst, a type that must be surgically removed. So on Tuesday the 27th of September I had a laproscopy to remove the cyst and today was my two week post-op visit. My amazing and supportive Continue reading ‘my very first blog’