Saturday

Some Saturdays are normal.  You know, you sleep in (unless you have kids), you make bacon and eggs for breakfast, you do some laundry, maybe mow the yard, read a book or watch TV.  

This past Saturday was not like that at all.

First, I didn't make breakfast.  I think my people ate cold cereal.  Shudder.  I think I didn't eat.

Second, we did a color run!

If you looked at this picture correctly you will see that we have an extra person with us.  We have a Japanese girl, Nahiro, staying with us for two weeks.  We made invited her to do the color run with us too.  Because Americans are weirdos.

*Side note.  At the run two people told me how they read my blog and how they really like it.  I always get super awkward when people tell me things like this.  So, if I stuttered around and sounded like an imbecile, what I meant was "Thank you."

When we came home I could not find our dog.  Normally this would be cause for rejoicing, like maybe she ran away, woo-hoo!  it's my lucky day!!

Except she was expecting her first litter of puppies.  So I walked around the house calling for her.  Here is where I found her:

Yeah, she's under the AC unit.  Dug a nice big hole.  I know in my 11th hour of pregnancy it never crossed my mind to try to squish into a tiny space.  Dogs are weirdos.

We got Cici settled into a plastic kiddie pool in the garage.  The kids kept vigil (read: annoyed the heck out of the dog) all afternoon.

No puppies.

We had friends over for dinner.

No puppies.

I sent the kids to bed early because they were annoying the heck out of me.

No puppies.

But something was definitely happening.  So I sat in the garage with the dog and my phone.  Because waiting time is good texting time.

Cici paced.  In the pool, out of the pool.  Over to the door, back to me.  Whimpering a little.  And the panting.  Oh my, it was seriously hardcore.

Finally, at 9:17, the first puppy arrived.  I was grinning like a fool. I sent this text to Larry (who was watching TV):  "THERE ARE PUPPIES COMING OUT!!!!"  The response?  "K"

WHAT???

Then a few minutes later, "Am I supposed to come out?"

OH.MY.WORD.  Yes!!!

So, he comes out,  takes a look and says "Ok, I'm going back in".  I was flabbergasted.  "You mean you don't want to watch?"

"Not really," he says.

Um, ok then.  I don't get that at all but it's fine.  Larry goes back inside to the comfort of the couch and I continue to sit on the concrete and watch the little miracle taking place in front of me.

And text more people "THERE ARE PUPPIES COMING OUT!!!"

My sister says, "Catch them".  Gross.

I wait and wait.  Cici licks and licks.  After more than an hour goes by another puppy is born.  More foolish grinning.  Updated texts go out.

20 minutes later the third little black lab joins us.

Shortly after 11:00 my friend, Cameron, comes over to watch with me.  I run upstairs to tell Larry that Cameron is here and so are 3 puppies.  He says "Ok". 

I have married the most enthusiastic man on the face of the planet.  Whatever, I probably need balancing.

We watch and wait with Cici until 3:00am.  5 more puppies joim the first three.  It's messy.  It's gross.  It's disgusting.  It's AMAZING.

I couldn't have torn myself away.  I was enthralled by how God created these tiny puppies.  The little ears and claws got me the most.  Oh, and the tiny puppy sounds?  So precious.  And loud.

I was fascinated by how Cici knew what to do.  Nobody ever told her.  She didn't read any books on labor and delivery.  None of her friends let her know what happened during their birthing process.  She followed her God given instincts.

We could take a hint from Cici.  You know, when something just resonates with you?  That's the Holy Spirit.  Listen to his nudges.  He's our guide.  And if something doesn't make sense, ask him about it.  He won't be offended.

"Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.  You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."