Our little miracle!

Jake and I are the only ones who know what a miracle we have, so I thought I'd put a sparkle to our news of our pregnancy and tell the full providential story. Here is why I believe this little girl is surely meant to be. Some people attribute things to chance, others clearly recognize when God has performed a work, however great or small it may be. I attribute the procession of occurances we experienced to God.

We had been trying to get pregnant for a few months without success and God told us it just wasn't quite time yet. When He decided it was time though, there was no stopping it!

First, Jake was going to be in Germany for 2 weeks during the small window of opportunity we had to yield a pregnancy in the month of June. We had even planned our own little trip to take advantage of the free airline ticket. But even with my flying out to Germany as planned, we still would have completely missed the small window. Before we made any definate plans, however, his work postponed the trip until August. Jake was grateful because he wasn't planning on staying with the company that long and didn't want to be away for 2 weeks anyway. So that meant no trip to Europe for me, but that he would be home.

Then his work scheduled him for a business trip to Oregon just overlapping that small window.. Oh well, maybe next month, I thought.

Nope, then his company had something urgent come up in Quebec. So they had Jake cancel his trip to Oregon (which was no small deal because he had to cancel an airline ticket, a hotel, and forget about all he had done to get ready) and schedule a trip up to Quebec for the week following.

So first it was out of the question because Jake was going to be in Germany. Then it was out of the question because he was going to be in Oregon! So after changing the plan 3 times, God was able to bring us together during that critical week.

What a miracle! I can't wait to meet her.

Car troubles and wonderful parents

Jake took his car in for inspection on Saturday and when they gave him the report, it said "FAILED." Apparantly there was a rear brake light wiring problem (whatever that means.) When the headlights were on, the rear brake lights and cruise control both stopped working. Super strange. I was sure that this PROBLEM was caused by the people who worked on his brakes a while back; however, they said there was no way it was related to the brakes. (I guess that makes sense when I really think about it.) They said to take it to the dealer because they probably always deal with this problem. Wrong. Jake spoke with the dealership, who said they have NO IDEA what it could be and that it would cost $85 to assess the car. YIKES. So I did the typical Holland thing and went to my dad for his expert wisdom (and consulted the internet, of course.) Well, an hour or so later and after spending $4.00 on some new light bulbs, the car is fixed! AMAZING. My dad is amazing! He can fix anything.

Jake was out of town for the night and it was wonderful to spend the time with my family. My parents are my greatest examples of selfless giving. It's fun to have them checking in about everything and know they truly care and will help me out in any possible way they can. And they do.

Fall mornings

Our internet is down at work so I have some down time to write about the beauty of the morning! Jake’s big annual work convention is this week up in Midway, which is up in the canyons above Park City and Provo. I went up last night for their big opening dinner and everything up there is quite nice. It is 100% fall up there! Beautiful fall leaves, a few snowflakes, and brisk air. This morning I had to scrape the frost from my car windows and wander through the lonely streets on my way back towards Park City. The hills looked exquisite with the frosty mist and the fall leaves. The full moon was out just above the ridgeline as it contemplated setting behind the mountains for another day. The mist looked beautiful as it rose up from the river, pond, and lake I passed along the way. I haven’t seen a morning so beautiful in as long as I can remember.

It was fun to be up there with Jake and see his professional, efficient work manner. A lady he works with asked him yesterday if he liked his job, to which he replied he did. She then asked if he loved his job, to which he easily responded, no. I don’t know if Jake will ever LOVE his job, but I know for sure that he loves to do a job well. I see it all the time.

I’m going back up tonight and will try to take a picture in the morning on my way back into town. We’ll see if a picture can even attempt to do it justice or if I’m lucky enough to start off two days so wonderfully.

Happy Fall!