My wonderful husband

Yesterday was Lindsay's birthday. Not many people realized this fact because of all the other happenings taking place lately. The arrival of Libby being the biggest but most recently, NBC's alumni weekend. With all the on campus guests and the busyness of having a newborn with days and nights confused I felt bad that his special day was a bit underwhelming. If you know Lindsay, you probably already know that this did not bother him that much at all. He is of course happy to have a healthy baby girl sleeping down the hall, to be able to be with his family and share some fun moments with friends from past years at NBC. This is just one of the things that sets Lindsay apart. His care and concern for others. Liam and I feel this at home and we have the privilege of seeing it in his relationships with students and staff on campus. He has a deep desire to see himself and others grow into a deeper relationship with Christ. He is perfectly ready to admit that he may never completely grasp the female mind, but he does a wonderful job trying. He stops to listen and seeks to understand. Of course we don't always agree and I know that my attitudes and points of view can sometimes frustrate him but he again and again he is patient and waits to hear all that I have to say...and sometimes is just silent, waiting for me to figure it out. On a practical note, he is more patient with me than I am with myself when it comes to keeping it all together at home. I may be the one that is home all day and looks the work square in the face but he sees us as a team in that area too. I could go on and on about the things that I appreciate about Lindsay but the dear man is starting to put up the Christmas tree and I know is now wondering why I am not in there helping when it was my idea to put it up early. ;) I'll wrap this up soon.

On September 23 we celebrated 8 years of marriage and I am so thankful for the time that God has given us. His birthday marks 29 years of life on this earth. With all my heart I celebrate a man that is so much what I had hoped and prayed for as a young teen. Thankfully God knows what we need and he has not disappointed. We celebrate Lindsay for who he is...a man of God, a wonderful husband, a loving daddy, a son, a friend...

Thank you God for this special gift.

Introducing...

Libby Corrine Doris Anderson was born on Wednesday, November 19 at 7:09 am. She was 7 lbs, 7 oz and 21 inches long.





I will share the whole story on here soon but not this morning. We are home now but didn't have a great night as Libby decided to cry until about 4:30 this morning. Oh yeah...it's good to have a newborn in the house again. :) Besides being tired, we are all doing well. I'll try to get on here again soon.

39 weeks!

The countdown is really on now. With a week to go until my official due date the anticipation is building. Besides feeling like a rotisserie chicken at time while I try to find a comfortable position for sleeping, I'm feeling fairly good. I go for another doctor's appointment on Wednesday but it would be great if I had the baby by then. I was four days overdue with Liam and I remember not being that anxious at all to get him out. I kept thinking about the pain that would ensue when that process started. I wouldn't say that I am completely worry free about the pain this time, but I'm getting tired of being big and chasing after a toddler. For some reason with this attitude it seems that I think life will be much easier after the baby is out...but I will still be chasing after a toddler...but then it will be with a sore bottom and while holding a baby in a car seat. :)

Maybe I have the toddler thing more on the brain today because I think the last time Liam stopped to breath in between talking was sometime this morning. This kid has been chatting it up for most of the day and for some reason it's not as cute as it can sometimes be. It reminds me a lot of my brother Brad. He would talk all the time and often to no one in particular. My mom just informed me this afternoon over the phone that I also went through a chatty stage. With Brad is was more than a stage though...maybe all of childhood. :) Of course this opinion is from the perspective of a once annoyed older sister. I do, however remember that I was not the only one that picked up on the annoying past time of my brother. I remember on a trip once my dad turned around while he was driving and looking Brad in the eye said, "Brad, do you have an off switch?" These days, when you get Brad going it's hard to get him to stop (much like his sister), but now what comes out of his mouth brings joy and much laughter to us. I guess all that time as a kid was just warm up for a career as a funny and awesome brother, son and uncle!

A Special Visit

On October 31st Liam and I walked into our house after coming home from a campus event and hanging out in our playroom was Alysun, my roommate from college and her family (her husband, Jeff and two little girls, Emma & Mandy)...all the way from Oregon! We knew they were coming that night but they didn't take as long to get here as we had thought. We had given them directions to our house once they got on campus and they felt they were in the right house when they saw pictures of Liam around. Oops.







Despite the somewhat silly beginning to the visit, we had a great time catching up and meeting their youngest girl, Mandy, for the first time. Our weekend consisted of taking them on a tour of campus and town, going out for Poutine (a must, considering that Alysun and I had several poutine outings in our college days), going to church, going for a walk to the point (the spot behind campus that overlooks the Saskatchewan river), visiting and watching a couple movies. We enjoy their company so much and that makes it extra difficult to live so far away from them. We are so thankful they came this far to visit...and just like last time, the temperature was warmer than normal. So far Jeff hasn't had to experience the -40 degrees Celsius that Alysun experienced several times down at Briercrest. Winters are just a bit different in Oregon than they are here...just a bit. :)

Baby's still keeping warm in the oven...

I was getting pretty good at keeping up with blogging and lately haven't been able to grab the time as readily. Some of you are probably wondering if that's because the baby has arrived. It hasn't, but we are getting excited as we await the day. The hospital bag is packed, I've gone to the hospital for the pre-admission session, there are a few meals in the freezer and I'm waddling and not able to bend over anymore. Things are definitely progressing.

It's also snowing today. I love snow. I guess not so much when I am set to travel a long distance or want to get through town quickly, but I love being able to sit inside or go for a quiet walk and have the snow quietly falling. We've had a long fall which has been great but with that means it's been brown/gray for a while. If it's going to be cold I would much rather it be white and cold. Snow makes me want to borrow my parents old Bing Crosby Christmas album (and we are talking album, as in record...those things that crackle when they are played...I love it) and bake cookies...and then eat cookies and drink eggnog or coffee. I love Christmas. I actually am pretty fond of winter all together as long as I have a warm place to be when it gets to be -40 degrees Celsius. I have so many fun memories of Christmas' past. It's always been a great time with family and friends. I'm excited to start some traditions with Liam and the little one as the years go on. Like anything else in life though I can find myself each year getting caught up in the Christmas baking, the music, the gatherings, the snow, and the beauty of the season and take for granted the reason why all of those things are around us this time of year. While all these things are wonderful gifts for us to enjoy, I also desire to remember the gift that God gave us in Jesus, coming to earth as a little baby...what we celebrate in a few weeks. I guess I starting writing this blog entry to let you know how we were doing and it has turned out to be a reminder for me not to get too wrapped up in all the "wrapping" and to remember the reason we celebrate. As the Christmas season approaches, I hope you have a great time and are able to pause and thank God for the gift of his Son.

Under Construction

My friend Alysun (AKA the Martha Stewart of Blogging) :) was just here this weekend and showed me how to update my blog. I thought it had switched over to the new format but I was still living in the old version of blogger. Now that I have been enlightened, I'm excited to add and change things. This may take a while because I'm a mile behind the rest of you, so your patience is appreciated. :) I'll get creative as I have time to.

Obah Night

Each fall the students and staff of NBC get together for supper and dress up. For some reason they call it Obah Night. I believe "Obah" is a Low German expression but I am still not clear as to what exactly it means. Anyway, each year is a different theme and this year was black and white masquerade. We decided to go as caterpillars and not knowing exactly what a caterpillar's face looks like...this is what we ended up with.