Saturday, August 9, 2008

Cuddling with Kevin

It is nice to have Luiza's parents with us at this time. Here is Stefan holding little Kevin and loving on him. Luiza had a quiet day today with much needed rest. Ryan was curious about his brother, for about 5 minutes, then it is time to go play or do something. Today Kevin cried for about 5 minutes as the doctor had him naked after his bath and checked him with a stethoscope, otherwise he is so quiet. His temperament seems much different than Ryan's, starting in the womb.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Strellman Kevin Paul is here! 8.8lbs on 08/08/08

(Hungarians put the last name first.) Strellman Kevin Paul is resting up after a rough journey at the Telki hospital in Hungary. His mom is worn out. Everybody is OK. All dad had to do was hold mom's hand, and eat her hospital lunch. Wow Luiza has a strong grip! Mom was curious to see the placenta and umbilical cord, which was whisked away in the US. He weighs 3.99 kilograms x 2.2 = 8.8 pounds, a little less than Ryan thankfully, but more than the 3.2 kg from last weeks ultrasound. Maybe 3.99 will be his grade point average.

Most of the attention came from the midwife, her doctor was busy seeing patients downstairs and ran up just as the head came out. The pediatrician was standing by to check out the baby and clean him up. He arrived at 11:45am on 08/08/08
Now Luiza and baby get to rest up at the hospital for the standard 4 days after a normal delivery.

Tomorrow brother Ryan will come to visit and ask his favorite question now, "What's that mommy?"

Thursday, August 7, 2008

No baby yet, but 48 pounds of wheat

While Luiza was waiting for the doctor on Wednesday, I went back to the wheat field to glean some more. We carried home 48 pounds! That was just from this one little spill by the road. There was another spill but I ran out of plastic bags and they were not strong enough. Another car of people nearby seemed to be picking elderberries. It seems that Hungary is just full of free food laying around. In May we picked over 40 pounds of cherries from our tree and others. We saw other trees in our neighborhood that nobody picked.

This reminded me of Ruth and the instruction in the Old Testament to allow the poor to glean the fields during harvest. It makes sense that with a huge field and powerful tractors and paid drivers, you don't have time to pick up a spill with your fingers and then try to sift out the dirt. If it lays very long, it will spoil and attract rats. So as a gleaner I am providing an important service.

Another thought was the amount of effort it took to create those 48 pounds of wheat. It took a lot of seed to plant this, gasoline to power the tractors to turn up the soil, someone had to make those tractors and the combines. There was a huge investment. It is a shame to overfill the trucks so that they spill grain on the way to the buyer.

Are we just as careful in harvesting God's fields? Or does a lot of fruit get wasted because we are in a hurry? Do we take time to ask questions, to listen?

Monday, August 4, 2008

4cm and our date in the wheat field

No baby yet, but we had a wonderful walk in the fields near the hospital. The baby wasn't awake and moving for his prenatal tests so we took a walk. Here is the hospital surrounded by fields. They just cut the wheat and we found a pile of grains that fell off on the road so took 2kg home to sprout.

Luiza is at 4cm, so the doctor doubts we will make it to Friday (08/08/08).

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Neno Truck

Ryan is teaching me Romanian. Cars are his thing. Today I tried to play cars with him after breakfast. He is everywhere making ambulance sounds "vrmm vrmm nee-no nee-no". I grabbed the police car and started saying "neno neno" because it also had a siren. He corrected me, explaining that this is not the "neno truck", it is "u-o u-o".

Friday, August 1, 2008

All Systems Are Go!

Today Dr. Varsanyi did an ultrasound and the baby is head down in position! Thank you God. Everything looks good. Contractions are becoming more frequent. She predicts the baby will come this weekend.

Isn't it encouraging to read how Jesus insisted that little children have access to Him? I would probably be like the disciples telling parents and children "go away". "Can't you see He just healed a lame man? They had to dig a hole in the roof and made a mess. Look at the long line of people waiting to see Jesus! Why should they wait while Jesus blesses your healthy child?"

When I read about the prayer requests of others (cancer, kidney problems, prison) my requests seem so small. But my God is sooo big! He is big enough to care about my smaller concerns (which seem big to me). "Be anxious for nothing, but instead pray about everything (with thanksgiving)."

How big is my heart to pray?

Fast people don't need wind!

Ryan doesn't wait for the wind to blow to fly a kite.