A Little Boy Lives Here

Quick update after my doctor's appointment: heart rate was 155 bpm, gained 1.5 pounds, did glucose tolerance test - yuck! The first sip wasn't so bad; tasted a lot like Orange Hi-C. But the more I drank the sweeter it got. And the sweeter it got, the sicker I felt. I survived, but I don't think I will be able to drink Hi-C for quite some time! Let's hope I passed so I don't have to drink that junk again.

A few fun things have happened since my last blog. October 30th I sat on the couch for a bit while Tanner was out running some errands just staring at my belly. For the very first time I was able to actually SEE Baby Boy move! I love it! It looks like there's an alien inside me. The cutest darn alien you ever did see!

We bought fabric to make the crib bedding. We searched stores and online until we were both cross-eyed. We had also looked at several fabric stores, but we just couldn't find anything that was right. Finally we found some very cute boyish fabrics. There is not a truck, train or ball anywhere on it! Just cute and modern and quirky. We're still not sure how it will all come together, but we'll figure it out. The chair we ordered has been delayed a little, but should be here in a few weeks. Can't wait to try it out!

Tanner can now feel (and see) the baby move! I love to see his face light up when he feels a big kick. He's going to be such a great daddy. While on vacation last week (Branson, MO with the Corbin Clan) he bought Baby Boy his first pair of jeans. They are tiny and adorable!  While we did lots of other shopping during the trip, the jeans were definitely a highlight. Partly because Tanner kept saying, "Got my boy some jeans!" with a goofy grin on his face. My husband is the cutest!

Since getting home from Branson there has been a pile of baby clothes on the island in the kitchen. I need to buy hangers and start getting his room organized. I just keep putting it off. The pile of stuff on the island makes this all a little more real. It feels like a little boy lives here! And he will soon enough. He will get into the cabinets and jump on the furniture and flush who knows what down the toilet......but I can't wait to meet him!  He is going to be here before we know it. And life will never be the same!


For several months the word providence has been on my mind. It's one of my favorite words.
  1. Care or preparation in advance; foresight.
  2. Prudent management; economy.
  3. The care, guardianship, and control exercised by a deity; divine direction.
Wow - what a word! It's amazing to look back over my family and see the ways in which God has continuously provided. He not only comes through, he prepares in advance. Our search for daycare proved once again that God's plan and His timing are perfect.

Tanner and I (and friends and family) have all been praying recently for the person who would take care of our child when I go back to work. I know, I know - the little squirt isn't even here yet. But I grew  up in a household that was constantly getting phone calls when people started trying to conceive asking if there were any daycare openings. My mom has been searching the DHS website for options that she approves of.  She had a few suggestions of places close to where we live or work. Nothing was really seeming right, so we kept praying and searching.  She mentioned an old family friend who lives in Bethany, but we weren't sure how to contact her.

My sister-in-law, Lindsay, takes her daughter to Mother's Day Out a few days a week at a church in Bethany. She just happened to see a flyer for someone who was interested in keeping a few children in her home.  Lindsay got the phone number and told me what little information she knew at the time. About a week later, I called the number. The woman I talked to sounded lovely. She has two sons of her own and watches another little boy a few days a week. As we continued talking, I mentioned that my mom ran a daycare in western Oklahoma. She said, "You're not Tracy Langdon, are you?" I reluctantly told her I was - Langdon is my maiden name.  Turns out it was the family friend my mom had mentioned! 

Call it a coincidence, luck, or something else - you'll be wrong! It's providence!  God had a plan and prepared a way.  Maybe you think I'm being dramatic, but I think it's amazing. This had been one my biggest fears when we moved to Yukon. I knew that it would not be possible for my mom to watch our children.  But God provided an amazing, Christian woman who can help us to train up a Godly man.  So excited!  Oh, and just a bonus - her house is about 6 blocks from where I work! Awesome!

Jeremiah 29:11 "I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord.