Monthly Archives: June 2008

Beckett Jude.

Picking a name is hard stuff.  But the 4 of us like it, so hopefully baby beckett will too…
I had to upload some pics from today.  Andy took the boys out canoeing, and I sat by the lake, sipped on an iced coffee and snapped some pics.  We’ve been trying to sneak in as many special little family times here as we can before the unknowns of a newborn is upon us.  I just have no idea what to expect.  It’s been 4 yrs., so I’m hoping I’ll remember what to do…
I’ve been so anxious about this delivery.  More so than with the others–I don’t know if it’s because now I know more–but I’ve been overcome by fear at times, and have been praying alot.  But also trying to psych myself up for what’s ahead.  It’s on my mind all day, and I feel so silly always trying to talk myself through the questions that come into my head.  There’s just so many unknowns, and I don’t like not knowing, especially when it affects my kids–who should I call first if I have to go into the hospital in the middle of the night?  what if we can’t reach anyone?  how will Miles and Jack adjust?  what if I labor during the day–where should I send them so they don’t have to see me in pain?  will it be an easy recovery or will they resent the baby by seeing how momma’s hurting?  will I have time for them like I do now? 
I’ve never been this prepared before–I have basically everyhting (besides scrapbooks) scratched off my to-do list, which I think scrapbooking will be on my to-do list until I die if I don’t change my method… 
I have the freezer full of healthy homemade meals following delivery. 
I have talked with several people who are willing to help out however, including coming over in the middle of the night. 
Maybe the hard part is that I can’t do everything, like I like to.  I will…and do…need help.  And I’m never good at asking for that.  So, this is going to be a learning and growing process for me.
On a very positive note, a dear friend who is a doula has offered to come over anytime to help me, should I need it during labor.  (I told her I’ll probably feel too bad to call her in the middle of the night to ask for help…but ANdy won’t, if we need it 🙂  She showed us some tips for counter-pressure and labor positions that are helpful to get through without drugs, in case labor goes too quickly for her to come help.  She said one of the best things in early labor is to dance!  Who woulda thought?  The side-to-side movement helps position the baby and to relax during contractions.  It’s worth a try!  I’m also reading a book (below) she recommended.  If any of you read it, I’d be curious of what you thought.  There’s lots of ideas I’ve never heard of in there before, about how birth can be the most utopian, euphoric experience!  Crazy, but inspiring nonetheless.
Well, on to the pics.

6 more days…


12 more days.

I can’t believe it’s almost here.  I certainly have
more that I want to do in these 12 days than I have energy for…and I’m trying
to be ok with that. Andy reminded me the other night that we don’t have to have
our to-do lists done before this baby comes in order for things to be ok. 
And I burst into tears.  But I know he’s completely right, and I’ve been
putting too much pressure on myself at this stage, so I’m here instead of the
kitchen floors. 

So, here’s the latest Royer adventure I just
have to record…
Last wknd. Andy took 20 teens on camping/canoe trip. The boys and I went down
Fri. night to play in the river but left after we roasted hot dogs and smores
to go sleep in our cozy beds.  Saturday I was worn out from a big week,
and we were covered in mosquito bites (I counted 30 on Jack’s face alone–and
that’s with bugspray!)–so we miserably laid around for most of the day. 
Sunday Andy preached and then we had a church picnic and then drove to Indy.,
  Monday Miles had some dr. appts. in Indy–his yearly cleft palate
eval.  It’s usually stressful, as he sees 3 drs., and who knows how long
the wait is for each doc…so this time we thought we’d make it fun and get a
hotel room and go down the day before, let the boys swim and make a mini-vacation
out of it…
We left at 2.45, which is later than I’d hoped because we weren’t going to get
there until 5.30.  Andy got in the car and asked if I had my wallet. 
I said yes, as my purse was lying right beside me.   We had a nice
drive, made our first stop at a Starbucks 1 hr. from Indy, and I ran into use
the bathroom…and lo and behold, no wallet in my purse.  No wallet at
all.  No money.  No coffee.  No nothing except turn around and
go back home to get it.  Oh my, was that not good news for a 38 wk. pregnant
lady…SO, we drove back home, arrived home at 5.45, got both of our wallets,
got back in the car and back on the road…got to Indy at 8.45, ignored the
fact that our kids should be heading to bed, changed into our bathing suits and
went to the pool.  They needed some serious rewards for how well they traveled
despite our 6 hr. drive…

They were in bed by 10, which is surprising to me still that
they can do that at their age and function–it used to be that if they weren’t
in bed by 7.30 the next day would be chaos. They’re sure growing up!  I
think I’ve managed to forgive myself for the whole dilemna…but only after I
saw that it worked out ok.  I just wanted a nice little down time
following a crazy week/wknd…and instead it was a minor crisis for awhile…but
I think only for me.  The boys were so
sweet—we usually get them a drink at Starbucks, but were trying to explain we
had no money. Miles rips off some strips of his coloring book and says “I have
money!  Here!  You can buy a drink with this!”
We were almost home when Jack had to go to the bathroom, so
I say “Just wait, we’re almost there.” 
He goes “To our vacation?!?!?!”  “Um,
no honey, just wait until we get home.” 
And the nice people at the hotel let us extend our checkout so we could
swim after the dr. appt.  So, all is well
that ends well 🙂
We were getting around for the dr. appt., and Miles asked
why he was going.  Andy said so the dr.
can look in your mouth. Shocked, Miles asks “Why does the dr. want to look in
my mouth?”  So, he told him about how
when he was born there was a hole in the roof of his mouth, and the dr. fixed
it, but wants to see how it looks every year. 
Miles goes “Did they fix it with tools?” 
Andy said yes.  Looking horrified, Miles asks “What KIND of tools?”  Jack is listening
and asks “A chaining saw?”

I just keep thinking of funny stories of the boys—Miles is
really into his Bible—we got him “The Jesus Storybook Bible”, and reading it
tonight, I was in tears. It’s so well written. 
But his big thing now is he wants to help daddy teach the teenagers
about Jesus.  SO, he brought it camping
with us Friday and pulled it out to tell them about Jesus dying on the
cross.  I love to hear him go off about
how “Jesus died on the cross for our sins, He was punished for us.  But He’s not dead—He’s alive and preparing a
place for us, and we need to tell others about Him….” 

So, the other day while Miles was at speech therapy, they
decided to host a church service in the waiting room.  Jack and he grabbed the Gideon Bibles and
start singing at the top of their lungs “It’s time to worship God” to the tune
of “Farmer in the dell.”  Of course
everyone stopped what they were doing to watch—thankfully it was out of

I just can’t get over how fast my boys are growing.  I was lying in bed thinking through if we
should get a double stroller or a single stroller for this baby (we only a have
umbrella stroller). Then I realized in 1 yr. the boys will both be in
school.  1 YEAR!!!  That’s nothing.  (So, we’re going for the single stroller.But I know things will go all the more faster
when #3 comes, and I’m just praying I’ll be able to soak it in like I want to.  Sometimes I’m so tired or distracted and looking for ways
to conserve energy that I miss out on their requests to play in the sand or
trucks or sidewalk chalk with them (well, plus I don’t sit comfortably on the ground
now).  But I know these requests won’t
always be there, and I want to make these days count…especially as we go
through the adjustment of adding another one. 
But, maybe it’s like the whole trip back home to get our wallet—maybe I’ll
be the only one struggling to adjust because I feel the weight of letting them
down…and they’ll be just fine.  I hope

Back from PA

We made it back with still just the 4 of us…and 3 weeks left!  I had some contractions late Wed. night 5 min. apart while some teens were in our apt. there talking through some dating issues…so I was thankful those subsided.  I’m so glad the boys and I could go.  Andy was speaking at a New Tribes Mission MK retreat, so he was gone in the mornings and some evenings, but there was a creek (with lots of crayfish, or lobsters as Jack would say) and a playground there–right up their alley!  And a nice lady lent us her golf cart, which was a huge hit for the boys!  I love that they don’t need much to think they’re having the best vacation in the world–dad was occupied for some of the time, but they’d entertain themselves hunting for all the new bugs they could find (PA had lots of bugs we don’t in IN, so they had a blast with that!)

These teens really are amazing, and while I didn’t get to interact with them as much this time as last year, I’m still so thankful we can go and hopefully be an encouragement to them.  In the group, there are 5 kids whose dads were taken hostage and killed and 2 boys whose dad was killed in a mysterious car accident.  Besides that, there are kids who had just gotten off the plane and haven’t been in the US for 5 yrs.–culture shock!  And there are MK’s whose parents are on staff in the US, but deal with things most teens don’t–traveling a LOT, lots of transitions, etc.  And yet, they are such a fun group of teens!  They really know how to have fun…and not require much more than a creek and a field 🙂  It was a really good time for all of us. 
This little guy turned 4 last week.  I felt so bad because we were in the car 7 hours on his b-day–we tried to make the trip fun, but how do you call a 4 yr. old strapped in a carseat for that long fun?  He was such a trooper, and we finally got to my parents’ house at dinnertime (he requested rice and beans 🙂  And I decorated a Curious George cake for him…and our camera battery died, so I have no pics of his 4th b-day, but lots of memories…

Jack keeps us smiling and laughing–just today I went to mail some letters, and I found he’d alreay put an empty toilet paper roll in the mailbox with the flag up 🙂  Sometimes he’ll try and mail a block of wood or an ant…I’m sure out mail carrier loves us 🙂  He just has a zeal for life that brings tears to my eyes.  We’ve always said happy or sad, you’ll always know what Jack’s feeling.  He’s so incredibly passionate and carefree.  And my favorite thing right now is how everytime I turn around, he’s picked some weed or clover or leaf or dandelion to give to his momma.  It just melts my heart. 

Time to go–I have 2 tummies growling in me.

Just wanted to give a great big shout out to some of the greatest dads around!!! 
Wish we could celebrate this special day with each of you,
but we feel truly blessed to have you in our lives.
Happy Father’s Day!
t-pa and jack

T minus 4 weeks.

Nesting has come to an end…not because I’ve accomplished everything I’d set out to do, but I’m starting to feel at the end.  We set yesterday as a deadline to be done, and I went from cleaning out closets and under beds to my project yesterday: sorting CDs in cases.  I’ve just slowed down here in the last few weeks.  And we leave for PA tomorrow for a week, so I have to get packing!  Andy’s speaking at the New Tribes Mission youth conference next week, and I’ve been unsure if I should make the trip…but ready or not, here I come!  Last year was such a special time with all the MKs, and this year it’s at the NTM training center in Jersey Shore, where it’s in the boonies and surrounded by state parks–so, just up our boys’ alley!

Jackson Paul turns 4 next week…unbelievable.  He turned 1 in Ohio, 2 in Brazil, 3 in Missouri, and 4 in Pennsylvania.  One of these years, we’ll be home for his b-day, but it’s also special to pack up the supplies to make the cake of his choice–curious george this year–and to find what’s fun in the area.  He’s so into ocean life this year, so I hope we can get him to an aquarium.  His favorite movie right now (besides curious george) is a documentary on shellfish.  He cracks me up. 

I need to start packing for our trip…since we have 4 grad parties and 1 birthday party today, but before I forget…
Yesterday, I had to tell our boys that my parents’ dog, Minnie, died.  The first thing Miles said was “Now Minnie is in heaven with Jesus!  She’s in line for Jesus to fix her!”  Then Jack adds “I know, maybe Minnie is licking Jesus’ hand because that’s what she does.”  I don’t know where animals go when they die–maybe just in the dirt because do they have souls?  But I let it go because I loved how the exciting thing about dying was going to heaven to see Jesus!
I was getting ready to take the boys to splash in the lake yesterday, but had a tired, pregnant moment and had to sit down.  I expected our kids to get upset because they were ready to go, but Miles comes over and says “Momma, you’re doing such a good job growing this baby.  God knew you’d do a good job with the baby in your tummy because you did a good job growing me and Jack in your tummy.  So that’s why you have a watermelon tummy.”  His tender thoughtfulness blows me away.

Last night, I went in to check on Jack, and he’d taken off his shorts and t-shirt–so this a.m. when Jack gets up, he’s in undies and Miles says “I know, Jack, you look like when Jesus died on the cross.”

There’s just funny things left and right I don’t want to forget, but I’m happy to remember those…. 
Here’s some pics.
the start of our treehouse–everyday our boys ask Andy when he gets home if they can go “finish the treehouse.”  their other favorite thing to do with dad is “fuss around in the garage.”
my garden is planted–zucchini, squash, cucumbers, parsley, radishes, tomatoes, onions, peppers, hot peppers,  cilantro–it seemed fairly simple–we’ll see how it does 🙂
and I now have a blueberry bush, a grape vine, and a peach tree that has peaches on it!!! 
Miles pausing to thank Jesus for the dandelions.  I love seeing this kids’ faith.
last day of preschool…although we’re waiting a year on kdg.
Jack pushing Miles and his friends on the merry-go-round.