My Fitness

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Caleb Walks

Caleb has always been very active. Perhaps this is because of that extra week he was in utero. From the moment he popped out he held his head up. That night he pulled the covers over his eyes to block out the light. He's always been wanting to do more and he just keeps trying until he's able to do it. He has great work ethic.

We put him in a baby walker at "too young" an age because we felt that he was more than ready to go for a stroll.

He loved it too! But then he discovered that he could walk by holding onto furniture. Now he has more freedom without the walker. Now he has been trying to stand and walk all on his own.

Caleb loves this video. We have watched it dozens of times. I wonder what he is thinking when he watches it.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Caleb's New "Bed"

Caleb usually sleeps in our bed with us. But sometimes he needs to take a nap when we're not sleeping. We used to let him sleep on the bed with pillows all around him. But recently he has been so active that the pillows haven't been keeping him safe. He hasn't ever fallen except for once when I caught him before he even realized that he was falling! And that was the last straw. So we got him a new "bed":

Why don't we use a crib? We tried. But he hated it, he would cry the instant we started walking toward it, and then he started climbing out of it. And that was an absolutely devastating thought. So we don't use it any more. Caleb very much enjoys his big boy bed. And sometimes I can even snuggle up next to him for nap!

My Own Body

Ephesians 5:28 says, "...husbands should love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself."

Today's Love Dare spoke about this passage and how as a wife I should love my husband the same way that he is supposed to love me. That same Ephesians chapter talks about wives submitting to their own husbands just as the church is to submit to Christ.

I also listened to a sermon by Matt Chandler today that spoke on the same passage interestingly. He pointed out that women are to be submissive to their husbands because their husbands are supposed to be serving them as Christ served the Church.

Wives, let's remember to love our husbands the way God intended us to love them. They are not our children. Single Ladies, prepare to love your husband by softening your hearts and learning how to be lead. I've seen many mature relationships not fare so well because the wife is constantly emasculating her husband...when I was single I didn't even know what behaviors were found to be emasculating. A lot of the time it is in how things are presented. Find a married woman with a gentle spirit to ask - that's probably the best thing you could do with the key phrase of "gentle spirit" not loud and domineering.

On a lighter note, Caleb's been making some very good attempts at walking! Today he stood up on his own several times and twice he even took a few steps before falling on his bum. This is very exciting! Although, I think I had anticipated him being a little more mature before he could walk. He still has a baby mind but now has a toddler's physical abilities. We're going to have to baby-proof very quickly!

He often walks on his knees:

Here he shows how he can get his toys out all by himself:

And finally, can I share a pet-peeve with you? I was talking to my husband about this today. This is long and is only intended for the eyes of a couple of people - those that I mistreated and those who are currently mistreating others:

Before I moved to Texas I had some acquaintances tell me that I always made them feel stupid. The manner in which they told me made it seem like they were addressing a character flaw. They couldn't say exactly what it was that I was doing; I certainly wasn't saying, "hey you're stupid." And my thought at the time was that maybe they were stupid. Today, I am ashamed of this behavior, and if you're reading this and I treated you in this way, I am very sorry to you.

I've since figured out what they were feeling and not able to articulate. It's a haughty spirit. It's people who say, "well, I know I'm smart." or "I'm smarter than everyone I know." or "It isn't that I'm smart, it's that everyone else is not smart." - Can you believe that people are this prideful? That was me a mere five years ago. If someone today said, "You know we're all very smart people here..." I would have to reply that such statements seldom stir up affections for Christ nor do they reflect the grace that has been bestowed to us and anyone we feel is less gifted. These statements certainly don't stir up affections for fellow mankind. To act as if being smarter is somehow equal to being better shows a void of understanding of what Christ did for us on the cross. I would gladly give up my IQ to be able to enter more freely into Christ's embrace.

So this is my pet peeve - what was once my sin is now the bane of my existence. I have not become dumber, but what has changed is the constant need to be correct. I simply stopped correcting people. I stopped being a "grammar Nazi". I stopped auto-correcting people's misunderstandings even when they were very obviously wrong. Why? Because it is not loving!!! To make other people feel stupid does not draw them toward Christ. What is my primary goal? To draw them toward Christ or to show others how smart I am? Being smart in this instance is a curse. Eventually, my thoughts changed too. I don't even think corrections any more (and it is obvious when you think corrections).

I have found that when I let go of my insecurities I could let go of needing to appear a certain way (ie "smart" albeit annoying and rude) and people generally found me to be more enjoyable to be around. You are not any body's teacher. Stop trying to teach them and simply let them live without fear of being corrected by you. If you don't stop, they'll start stepping on egg shells around you. This is an emasculating behavior for men. These types of women either don't find a husband or have terrible marriages.

This is the end of my rant. I hope it wasn't offensive. I hope that if this bad behavior describes you that you will repent. If this behavior describes how I once treated you, please forgive me.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Christmas Stockings

This is Caleb's first Christmas! And that means it is also all of us Mulfords first Christmas as a family. Christmas '08 Felipe and I were engaged. Christmas '09 we were pregnant. And now Christmas '10 we're a family! Who knows what Christmas '11 will hold for us?

Last year we made Felipe a Bjorkman family stocking. He's not much into he just put his name on it and left the rest blank. This year, we added Caleb's stocking, which you saw a glimpse of before. I left it undecorated for so long. Currently, it's wonderful though:
Caleb's stocking reads, "Merry 1st Christmas!"

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

No Double Standard - a long rant on how awesome my husband is

Yesterday's Love Dare had three points that it ended with. The second one read, "No Double Standards. Be as considerate to your spouse as you are to strangers and coworkers." Neither Felipe nor I have a problem with this. We actually treat each other much better than we treat anyone else...not that we treat others poorly, but we do give each other extra special care and attention. But it is a good reminder. I've seen countless couples shout and bicker at one another over petty things and say things that they wouldn't dream about saying to a stranger. So why is it that we tend to think that we can treat those we love most with the least amount of respect? I had one friend who said it was because we know that our loved ones will forgive us. Isn't that so sad? I don't think we realize what we're doing.

I love my husband so much. It makes me sad to remember those times when I put myself above him and did what I wanted without consideration to what he wanted. I could justify with petty talk of how he's done the same blah blah blah. But the truth is is that my sin is never justified by anyone else's behavior.

My husband is so wonderful. He always speaks to me in a civil manner. He's not petty nor does he bully. He doesn't belittle me or shout at me for anything (and especially not for things outside of my control). He looks for ways to comfort me. He speaks well of me and comes to my defense. He treats me humanely and with respect.

My husband is a man. Because he acts manly, he makes it easy for me to act femininely. Because he treats me with love and respect, he enables me to respond with love and respect. I don't have to justify his actions because his actions are innately just. I don't have a "but" before my "I love him". There is no string of sins and errors followed with a "but I just can't help loving him."

My husband is godly. Other men would do well to follow his example. He isn't perfect, but he is a good man and a good husband (and a good father!). He genuinely cares and loves people. He reads his Bible and follows what it says rather than blindly following what another man would say it says.
I'm privileged that many of my friends' husbands fall into similar descriptions. And if you're single, I would encourage you to find one of these types of men. Don't excuse his bad behavior. Don't ignore the warning signs. Don't marry a man that tries to make you cry. (yes, I do know women who have married men who try to make them cry so that "they will learn their lesson" - isn't that verbal abuse? Their husbands are jerks and bullies.)

The other evening we snuggled on the bed together as I ran my fingers through his hair and talked about the prospective future by this fireside:

It was very niiiiiice! Maybe you can fullscreen it and do the same! Unless you have a real fireplace...then you can sit by that one instead of this one.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

New Blanket!

My mom is a seamstress. She loves to sew and collect things to be sewn one day. And today I found one of her collected items.
It's called a "no sew" project, but it's so so easy that I think it should be called a "no talent" project. I literally cut strips and then tied them together. I didn't do it "correctly" but it still turned out great! -correctly would be to have it perfectly edged, but I preferred the rounded edge and so that's what I did.:
It's just the bear fabric and the yellow backing fabric tied together. That's it. I did it while I watched...HGTV! (Caleb had already gone to sleep.)

And now that I've tricked you into reading my blog, let me share with you something important. Jesus. He's important. I'll be brief. Without Jesus, everything is pointless. But with Jesus in my life, I have a reason to take joy in my husband and my son. I can enjoy life because I know there's a bigger reason than just existence. That bigger reason is to glorify God and enjoy him. And I get to enjoy him not just while I live on Earth but also when I enter the after-life.

Since we're entering the Christmas season, there'll be a lot of inaccurate information concerning Jesus and who he is. There's silly songs, romanticized songs, and religious songs. I love this time of year. I love the songs. I love the decorations. But the most important thing to remember, not just at Christmas but always, is that Jesus was born so that he could show us the way to God. I'll leave you with these thoughts:

A Christmas Production

Yesterday, I started decorating our house. It's been very fun. I suppose I watch too much HGTV. While I can't possibly copy what they do due to budget and experience, I'm fairly creative and can throw some of our collected decorations in, what I think, is a pretty nifty design. I'm not done. But this is what I have so far:

Once I'm done, I'll show what it looks like from the front door. There's some more decorations that I couldn't adequately capture but I will. The look from the front door right now is amazing. I can't wait to show you!

Wonder(ful) Husband

I love my husband so much. When I wake up and I don't know what to do that day, I like to think of a way to practically show my husband that I love him.

The first few days of the Love Dare have been really easy and enjoyable. I wasn't expecting it to be so easy...I suspect that it will get harder. I guess I should realize that the people in the movie were having quite a few marital problems and thus are not a good comparison for us.

So far day one was simply "Don't say anything mean." Done. No problem. The closest I think I got to saying something mean was getting nervous about something but not actually saying anything mean during that moment at all. Day Two was "Do Something Nice." Well, that was fun. I tried to be creative and I gave my husband a massage! Day Three was more difficult, so I improvised. Day Three was "Buy something for your spouse." Welllll, I did not do that. First, I have no money. Second, I have no transportation even if I did have money. So instead, I made him a meatloaf! It was yummy! And it definitely got the point across that I was thinking of him all day and that I love him very much!

I thoroughly enjoy being married to Felipe. He's provided so well for our little family.

I really enjoy staying with my parents too while we wait to hear about our job situation (we don't want to sign a lease and have to break it). Being with my parents has enabled me to show them how much I appreciate them and make up for not showing them this when I was a kid. (Kids are stupid and inexperienced. Once you have a kid of your own, your vision suddenly clears.)

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Thanksgiving Eruptions

Thanksgiving was a very eventful day for us Mulfords. Yes, we had the regular turkey, stuffing, rolls etc. But in particular interest is that Caleb's first two teeth erupted! And this right after our pediatrician tried to scare us into ceasing our night feedings by telling us an old wives tale about how night feedings lead to late teeth eruption. -I know, it didn't make sense to us either.

Here are those beautiful teeth...although you can't really see them in this pic.
Of course I couldn't get him to sit still for a second to take a pic until he was asleep...

And then there's the mental image of calling his teeth "erupting"...two volcanoes where teeth should be. I know what the word means, I just can't help of thinking of volcanoes though. I have a pic but it's terrible...but if you want to see it real bad just follow this link.

I know, that was dumb. That's why I made it a link instead of part of my blog.

And in other secret news, FELIPE STOP READING AT THIS POINT!!!!!

Seriously, Felipe, I want it to be a surprise...

Did you stop reading yet?

ok, in other news, I bought a copy of "The Love Dare" for me to become a better wife. I feel like I have become rather spoiled and I don't like it. So I've decided that I will stop thinking so much of myself and instead actively focus on Felipe. He's a wonderful husband that I don't always appreciate as much as I should. I'm hoping to gain perspective and appreciation as well as making him feel more loved as my love grows for him.

I've been thinking about what my purpose in life is and I continuously come back to "give God glory and enjoy him forever" and if I am feeling lost then that's because I'm not giving God glory or I am not enjoying him. One major way I can give God glory is to honor and respect my husband. I hope that God will show me how to give him glory through submission to my husband whom he has placed over me. I want this Love Dare to be a gateway for God to radically soften my heart.

If you could take one thing away from reading this today I would hope it would be that you would want to love your husband more too...and if you're single, then to not think that you would do so much better if you were married: It is very hard to be married to someone that is almost completely like-minded with you and to be reminded at the most inconvenient moment that you're only almost completely like-minded. There's always going to be something that you disagree over. And the pride that you feel now, thinking, "I would handle things so much better than those married peopler I know" is the same pride that is going to get in the way of any possible future relationships. Kill the pride now and you won't have as much to deal with then. Or be single and never have to think about another human-being other than yourself for the rest of your life.

I hope that last bit didn't sound too harsh. But I think that the married people who read this would agree with me that they wish they were less selfish toward their spouse. There's always room for improvement. Pride is the root to so many sins. And love is the antidote.