First of all… Congratulations are in order! Congrats, Tammy… you are the winner of the PinkBlush Maternity giveaway! I’ve sent you an email with all the details.
There is still much to be done in Bonnie’s nursery, but I’ve already made strides in getting some of the bare bones together, and things are coming along really nicely. After sharing her crib mobile with you last week, I got to thinking that maybe I should share some of the other bits and pieces of her nursery with you as well, even though the room is nowhere near finished yet, and what has been done is certainly subject to change.
The calendar hanging on the wall above the changing table is from my mom. It’s the one she used the year I was born. I have it flipped to June, since that’s when Bonnie is due. The other two pictures hanging on either side of the calendar came from Goodwill. The small wooden wall hangings to the left of the calendar came from the Nashville Flea Market, as did the baby scale. The blanket you see folded up on the scale was mine when I was a baby.
The picture hanging above the little white bookshelf was given to me for my 13th birthday. A sweet lady and dear family friend made it for me, using what was one of my favorite Bible verses at that time: Psalm 138:8. The bookshelf came from my mom’s house. She found it at Goodwill. The lamp came from a flea market here in Georgia.
Both the rocking chair and the blanket folded over it came from yard sales. The rocking chair was an absolute steal. I spent $15 on the blanket, which is more than I wanted to spend, but the women who was selling it explained that her mother made it for her, so that made me more willing to drop the $15. The sheet you see folded over the blanket is an old Holly Hobbie sheet that my mom gave me for Christmas. My plan is to use the sheet to make two valances out of (there are two windows in the nursery). If enough of the sheet is leftover, I will ask my mom to make a changing pad cover out of it.
The set of four prints in the white frames is hanging directly above the crib. The prints are the same four that I shared on the blog not too long ago. I am really happy with how they turned out; however, I am thinking I’ll probably put them in vintage picture frames. The modern-looking frames that they are in now really don’t go with the rest of the nursery.
It’s literally such a dream come true to be able to put Bonnie’s nursery together, and to plan for her arrival. God is just so cool. The past couple of years were so painful and difficult. My heart experienced hurts that I wondered if it would ever overcome. My body went through a lot, my marriage went through so much, and my faith grew so much. But looking back now at what was such a struggle, and what may be a struggle for us again one day, it’s amazing that, instead of remembering all the pain, I am flooded with sheer wonder at the greatness of God. He can wipe away years of pain in the blink of an eye. Struggles that seemed insurmountable slowly fade into memory, and are replaced instead with gratitude at the knowledge of all the work He has done in my life.
There are times when my hips still throb where my husband gave me Progesterone injections for so many months. So even before my body has physically gotten over fertility treatments, God has mended my heart… the same heart that I was not sure would ever be the same again. And it won’t ever be the same again. God has changed me. He’s worked in me in mighty ways, and He truly has changed my heart. That heart that grips at control, that doubts things it can’t understand, that needs predictability and stability… that heart has been made new. It is learning to acknowledge its powerlessness when compared to the Almighty God. It is learning that to not understand is beautiful and biblical, because God always works in ways that we don’t understand. It is learning that predictability and comfort are not what Christ redeemed us for: He did not come into this world so that we could be comfortable. He came into this world so that we could be saved, and thus become His lighthouses.
He truly has used infertility to refine my faith. He’s used it to strengthen my marriage, and seek community with other believers. He has used circumstances that Satan intended for evil. He’s turned them into something good…. something downright beautiful. He has turned years of mourning into dancing. He has clothed me with joy, and with a heart that just cannot keep silent when it comes to the goodness of God!!!