Friday 16 August 2013

23 weke...die tyd stap aan :)

Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlight from heaven.
Like the first dew fall, on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning.
Born of the one light Eden saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every morning;
God's recreation of the new day. 
Ek sit en sing 'Morning has broken' vir klein patat. Hierdie liedjie beteken vir my baie en vul mens met dankbaarheid. Ons patat is n seen van Bo en ons is elke dag dankbaar vir die wonderwerkie. Sy is besig om daagliks te groei en raak al hoe meer akftief hier binne my. Skop en beweeg terwyl sy nog spasie het. Ons praat elke dag oor haar en het geen idee hoe dit gaan voel om ouers te word nie. 
Elke nou en dan vang die senuwees ons, "hoe gaan ons vir haar sorg?", "het ons genoeg spasie?", "ons gaan eendag n groter huis nodig he!", "wat hou die toekoms vir ons in?", "berei ons genoeg voor?", "wat nou?". So kan mens virewig aan gaan oor wat alles deur mens se gedagtes gaan en dan raak ons net rustig en weet dat ons na gekyk sal wees en ons net ons beste moet gee.

Niemand kan vir ons se hoe dit gaan wees nie, hoe dit gaan voel en wat om te verwag nie, ons moet hierdie wonderlike advontuur op ons eie manier ervaar en geniet. Mens wens so mens kan n gevoel kry vir wat kom maar dit vat die wonder van vandag weg. So ons stap die pad hand aan hand, geseend en dankbaar.

Ek kan voel die hormone het nou meer gestabiliseer, ek kry nie meer ontaardse puisies nie en ek voel oor die algemeen goed. Sekere kosse sal seker maar altyd n issue wees, maar dis nie n probleem nie.

Baby @ 23 weeks

Your little doll-sized baby is about to chub up a bit. Her saggy skin will start to fit her frame as fat deposits fill things out. Beginning this week, she'll start to pack on the pounds (which means you will too!) and by month's end she'll be double the weight she is now (though you won't be — whew!). Right now, your baby's organs and bones are visible through her skin, which has a red hue due to developing veins and arteries beneath. But once those fat deposits settle in, she'll become less transparent.

Ons is so bly ons het n tweede handse pram op die internet gevind. Yay, dis presies die pram wat ons wou he vir minder as helfte van die prys. Nou is dit nog die kar stoeltjie en die baba kas.

Hier onder kan julle sien hoe patat my liggaam laat verander. Oeh ek sien op die laaste week het my boude saam met my maag uitgesit...oeh lala sal bietjie minder lekkernye moet eet en meer vrugte, maar ek sukkel om lekker vrugte in die winter te kry. Sien uit na die lente, dan is my opsies meer.


Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
- See more at: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/morning.html#sthash.2PKNtHjW.dpuf

Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
- See more at: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/morning.html#sthash.2PKNtHjW.dpuf
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
- See more at: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/morning.html#sthash.2PKNtHjW.dpuf
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
- See more at: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/morning.html#sthash.2PKNtHjW.dpuf
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
- See more at: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/morning.html#sthash.2PKNtHjW.dpuf
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
- See more at: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/morning.html#sthash.2PKNtHjW.dpuf
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
- See more at: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/morning.html#sthash.2PKNtHjW.dpuf
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
- See more at: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/morning.html#sthash.2PKNtHjW.dpuf

1 comment:

  1. LOL! die boude! jy kan patat een van die dae op die boude rond dra.

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