Oh baby… Plot twist!

Well…  Tuesday was the day shock had my husband and I in its grasp as we found out that I’m pregnant with our second child. Even putting that in writing still sends shock to my heart.

I let my husband know by telling him a poem I wrote… Roses are red, violets are blue, you’re a new daddy, to baby number two!

Ha. The shock on his face as his brain was interpreting what words just entered his ears…. Priceless.

At some point in the past few years we saw a meme that said when life takes an unexpected turn throw your hands in the air and yell “plot twist!”  and that’s exactly what we did.

Baby DeLoy number two we are very excited for the gift of having you. May it go better than we expect this time around. #fourdeloys #deloyfamily #deloyfamilyadventures #thesprings

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The way of the kingdom

Good morning lovely. So instead of writing with a pen and on a flat surfaced notebook with pretty doodled flowers, I’m tapping constantly letters on a flat surfaced plastic device called a smart phone. I’d much rather it be the first then the later but as it goes, my notebook is not by me and I need to wake up and not by means of scrolling aimlessly through pictures on Instagram of people I barely know.

I digress, and ponder about the way of the kingdom. I have let my mouth become unbridled. I’m not specifically referencing the swear word that jumps out every now and then (which may or may not be more than that) but that is something I’d like to work back into controlling more. I’m speaking of what the Bible was, ill speech that doesn’t edify it’s hearers. I want honey to pour from my lips like proverbs. May my words do good. May my words build up, encourage, speak life so on and so forth. And the bit of complaining that is entangled in my talk, ya that oughtta go to. What good does that do? My friend impacted me so much when she told me she did a speech fast and rid her speech of all complaining. She said it changed her life completely. I think I want to do that too.

So I don’t have much longer until I need to leave, but here is a few more thoughts. God loves me right now just as I am filthy mouth and all. Seems quite far fetched for me but it’s true. He also desires for me to be purified and more like his son who’s speech is that of honey pouring out. Again, my works doesn’t make God love me anymore or less. That’s my struggle. So Lord here I am, here is my day.

I’m thankful for my sweet girl sleeping next to my side nestled in my arm. I’m thankful for beautiful cool weather that allows us to open the windows. I’m thankful for chiropractic help so my back can feel better. I’m thankful for a wonderful boss and Christ-centered work environment. I’m thankful for my husband who has been doing a lot more around the house, it really makes me feel loved. I’m thankful for my dad who bought us a washer and dryer.

Thank you Lord for new mercies every morning. Great is thy faithfulness.

all those lovely things.

and whatever is pure, noble, lovely, of good report, praise worthy… think on these things.

this is a challenge for me not gonna lie. I tend to be a pretty joyful person all around, but goodness if you knew how much traffic was going on inside my head… let’s just say it’s like rush hour 23/6 up in there.

so needless to say I could use a challenge in this department. specifically when it comes to what others do for me. yeah… and even more specifically what my husband does for me. so.. i’m challenging myself to journal and keep a list of all the wonderful things he does, says, and doesn’t do for me this week to encourage me that he is an amazing husband and i oughtta really stay focused on those lovely things.

and i shall start now.

last night i was exhausted. i had started a project on organizing our pantry .. and well i didn’t get it done. there were dishes in the sink i was going to finish and didnt. i did however make him dinner! yay!!!!!!!! so i texted him apologizing that those things i wanted to do and get done weren’t and he just casually and simply responded.. “np”. What a guy. 🙂

he also ended up putting away the food from last night and soaking it in the sink!

he changed our little sweet girl’s diaper!

he wore all the clothes that i absolutely love to see him in 🙂

Update!

MOUNTAIN BOUND

Haaaaaay loved ones! We hope y’all are having a fabulous Father’s Day weekend! We definitely are. Chuck got to go to the gun range with his friend Jake and then get some yummy kc BBQ for bro time!

Ev is almost 7 months old! Crazy! I am so happy just watching her grow stronger and into who she is every day. The other night she had me and Chuck laughing so hard because she was laughing. It was adorable!

So you’re probably wondering about that title up there huh?

Well…  The DeLoy family is moving to Colorado Springs! And soon!

I applied to a few jobs in kc but no one hired me… Which I thought was odd because I felt I  was qualified for all the positions. Chuck has been working at Sprouts farmers market and has been getting shorted on hours.

So… just a few weeks ago we entertained the thought of living in Colorado. We talked about the beauty and how we would finallllllllyyyyyy be able to enjoy the outdoors without suffering from the humid heat. We talked about family vacations to where Chuck and I honeymooned (Ouray) and that meant a great deal to me because I never did much of family vacations growing up. We talked about the church family we could have there and the community we so long to have. It s so wonderful thinking about it that I had a big smile for daaaays.

Well. I applied to three jobs in Colorado and had interest from all three. I had two interviews from two different places and one that wanted to interview me when we were to move there. I then turned down a job from the Anschutz Medical Center in Aurora Colorado… BUT I have a job offer from the Dream Centers in Colorado Springs as the women’s medical office coordinator and will be accepting it once my background check clears. We have found a sweet family to stay with for two months while we find a place to live long-term that fits our family. Chuck can transfer to a Sprouts farmers market in Colorado Springs and has put in that paperwork.

When will we be leaving our sweet kcmo? First week of July! Yup! That soon! And to think this all wasn’t even on our radar until two or three weeks ago! So much has happened and we believe that we simply knocked on doors and God opened them.

I just wanted to update you all and let you know! If you live in kc and can pop over (being you’re healthy and not sick)  we would love to say our farewells for now.

Chuck and I love love LOVE kc as our saying goes “We found love in kc”. And we probably will visit here and there when Ev is older to show her kc and her start of her life. We are so blessed to have met each other here and we will be #foreverroyal (Royals baseball fans).

Here’s to change!

With excitement, a bit of nerves, giddiness and so much joy… Here’s to living adventurously, bravely and courageously!

With love,
Chuck Niki and Evelyn DeLoy

Navigating the emotions of going back to work

I have an interview this morning with the chiropractic office I’ve wanted to work at for two years and I am just feeling muddy in my spirit. I thought I really could benefit from journaling my emotions and thoughts so that I am clear in my mind going into the interview but also that subconsciously I have dialogued about my heart in this possible transition.

Today is Ev’s 6 month birthday. She is almost 12 lbs. I had the absolute gift of staying home for 6 months with her (both in the NICU and at home home). I used to judge mom’s that went back to work after 12 weeks of maternity leave as moms that didn’t love their babies ultimately. Because I thought they were just abandoning their babies and just handing them off to someone else to take care of them – knowing or not knowing that they were the ones that could only give them the best love and care they could get. Now being a mommy and possibly going back to work I feel that same judgement on myself. I feel like goodness… am I abandoning her? Am I leaving my precious little to fend for herself? But as I type those words, truth and peace within me say differently. I feel that if I were talking to another mommy in my situation I’d tell her “sweet mommy, you have loved that baby unconditionally. Stayed up and changed diapers, fed that hungry mouth, comforted that serious cry, lost important hours of sleep, all to benefit that babe. And now God is bringing this opportunity for you to have a break. To work in an environment you love and bless you with the natural benefits of working with great people and chiro care.”

Still I feel locked up inside. Last night God reminded me of John 15. I need to recite these words for they are life to my spirit. When I read them just a few minutes before I started this entry I actually felt a newness filling my being with life.

John 15:

I am the true vine, and my Father is vinedresser. Every branch in me that does not bear fruit he takes away and every branch that does bear fruit he prunes that it may bear more fruit. Already you are clean because of the word that I have spoken to you. Abide in me and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me. I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.

Just that section. “Abide in me and I in you.” I feel like that is the answer. That is the key to surviving, not only surviving but living in life. I need to abide in Him. I need to daily be with him. Whatever expression that is, it has to be living in him. My life my source of life comes from Him and I desperately need him. For I know that I can do nothing without him. I feel like I have been trying to be a wife and mommy and balance them without really deriving my source from the vine. I feel like I have lived off stored up manna. I haven’t asked or received the manna for today. But every word is what I should be eating. Everything that proceeds from his mouth is my food.

If anyone does not abide in me he is thrown away like a branch and withers; and the branches are gathered, thrown into the fire, and burned. If you abide in me and my words abide in you, ask whatever you wish and it will be done for you. By this my father is glorified, that you bear much fruit and so prove to be my disciples.

Something that I just spoke to my Father in heaven about was something I have been learning for years, and more recently in the past year. “God Your leadership is perfect. Your timing is right. I relinquish control and trust you with my times.”

You know as I flip through the scriptures, within me, I feel like it’s just right. I think I’m trying to work up emotion that isn’t there, because maybe I feel I ought to feel guilty for wanting to go to work at the chiro office. But If I am being honest… I feel that this is maybe what I need. For many reasons: I feel that this is going to strengthen my spirit as a believer, to have that fellowship with a team of friends at work. I feel that it is going to “up my game” so to speak as a witness to those that don’t fully walk with the Lord yet. I feel it’s going to push me into greatness because I will find myself needing to lean on Jesus every step of the way. There is no way I’ll be able to do this without Him. I think it’s His divine leadership that He is leading me down this road. I believe that this is a circumstance that I thought up differently, and now I need to relinquish my expectations and my standards and ask Abba for His perfect, good, kind, and right perspective for my life.

I was praying with my mom yesterday and I reminded my spirit that God leads me to open doors for my good. He has my good in my mind. He is a father that gives good gifts. He knows me well. If I ask him for bread, he will not give me a stone. He is a good father. He knows me well. All around there are gifts from him and it is mine to gather and praise in them.

I can see myself doing this every morning. Journaling, listening to the prayer room, reading my Father’s words and preparing my heart for the work of the day.

Abba to you I surrender. I give my control back to you – the one who knows how to lead me. I am not hidden from you. Thank you for this gift of the opportunity to finally work with the office I’ve longed to work with. Thank you that this is a gift I have wanted and you have answered me. I will walk by faith not by sight. I will trust you that in this I can and will still be an excellent wife and mother to my sweet girl. In you I can do all things. For you give me strength. Amen.

What joy is found in the laying down of my life.

Royals. Sleep. Food.

Currently watching the KC Royals play the Detroit Tigers… Annnnnd we are down 0-6. But hey I still really am enjoying this past time. Ever since the world series (that’s right….  We went to the world series last year woot woot) the Royals have been on fiiiyaaah (fire people… Fire). My fave players are… hmm…  Perez,  Hosmer, Moustakaas, annnnd Cain. Gordon too. I mean really,  all the boys in blue rock.

sleep. or should I say lack there of. 

My little one really had a rough one. Well actually she didn’t have a rough one, I did. She was just like “hey mom I’m gonna be a night owl tonight!” It’s so hard in the middle of the night when you can barely (okay when your eyes are closed let’s face it #reallife) keep your eyes open, put one foot in front of the other, find the strength to stand cuz your muscles are so sore from all the athletic training your little one puts you through the day before (I swear she is the hardest gym coach I’ve ever had)… And then to attempt to care for and love this tiny human. Man! Sometimes in those moments I’m like “God what were you thinking?! Are you sure this is safe putting her little life in my hands when I can’t really even function?!” But surely He knows somewhere, somehow inside hiding (sing it with me if you know that line from Phantom of the Opera) I find the ability to nurture this sweet little bird. Of course it’s all His grace & strength transforming my weakness empowering me to do so.

And pause. She woke up crying. Bad dream or hungry. Gotta pee.