This is Lexie Luedtke. And if that isn't a cute enough name for you, my first graders like to call her "Miss Lucky". (though I think I'm the lucky one to have her with me in my class) She is my very first student teacher and I loooooove her already. She is beautiful and amazing, and having a student teacher is the best thing EVER, I think I would be happy to have one for every semester for the rest of my teaching career. She is a natural teacher (like my Aunt Chris always said "teachers are born dear, not made).... and I am so grateful that she came at the most perfect time ever because .......
My other little angel gives me fatigue, nausea, headaches, the works, but none of that keeps me from being entirely in love already. I would put a photo up but I don't have a scanner here to scan in my ultra-sound. Yup, this little angel is still in my belly and you get to meet him/her in June if you're on the island with us, otherwise it could be a little later before we get a passport for him/her. But I couldn't be more blissfully happy.
As most of you know, this is my third pregnancy and it's a high-risk one, but I have hope and faith that this little guy, or gal, is going to make it. But I will also take all the prayers I can get too. :) Yes, I know what you're all thinking.... but what about the safe house? Your teaching job? What's going on with all that? Are you still going to......
While I've been asking the same thing - like WHAT GOD, really, I just made peace with not having a baby this year and doing this whole safehouse, mom for trafficking victims thing instead, so we stop trying to get pregnant, throw out all the charts, and BAM then I'm pregnant. But this is one bendicion I'm welcoming with open arms, and definitely not turning down. SO, I don't have any answers for you yet on all the "what ifs", but I'll keep you posted. For now, I am completely content with just being ecstatic about the baby, almost just as ecstatic about having my student teacher, and my bed has been my new best friend (but at least it's not the toilet). I sleep like it's my job (and I guess it kinda is my job since rest is imperative in a high-risk pregnancy and I'm tired ALL. THE. TIME.)
So that's my update from this end, pretty good one right? Oh and one more awesome thing to share.... these incredibly generous missionaries offered AGAIN to pay for us to attend the Christian Reformed World Missions Retreat with everything included.... and this is where it's going to be:
I know you're rolling your eyes right now, like I can't believe I ever felt sorry for this girl who wrote these pitful blog entries about life in a third world country. Dave probably just lost his "poor Dave" nickname for quite a while too. :)
Okay well I know (many of) you don't like long emails, sooo write me soon with all of your updates from the other corners of the world and please keep me and our growing baby in your prayers. :)
Love, peace, and prayers,
Kristin, Dave, Santa, and Baby :)
